Chapter 185 Kernel (Please Subscribe~)

In addition to being able to control the shape of the flames, the pyromaniac is also able to manipulate the way the flames move.

Xifa raised his palm, and there was another red jump in the palm of his hand. Under the control of Xifa, this small flame changed from a quiet burning state to spinning, forming a pocket-sized fire tornado.

Immediately afterwards, the flames no longer rotated, they gathered towards the center, and the top erupted like a volcano erupting.

Then follow the flame and shrink inward again, layer upon layer. Xifa can feel its internal pressure rising, if not suppressed, it will explode!

The shrinking movement stopped, and the crimson spread slowly again, releasing the internal pressure little by little, and returning to the original state, Xifa closed the palm of his hand, and put away the flame.

"Well, the arsonist has the ability to freely manipulate flames. Let the flames simulate different forms, and have the characteristics of the corresponding forms, which is an external manifestation."

"Being able to manipulate the way the fire moves, swirling, erupting, compressing, these are the inner manifestations."

"According to the needs, give the flame a targeted shape, and use different movement methods to exert different effects. Is this the core of the arsonist's ability?"

"It's a pity that the conditions here are not allowed, and there is no way to do some experiments"

Xifa thought of another question.

How does the arsonist act?

You can't really set fires everywhere, can you?

In the evening, there was a light rain, which made the air in Tingen fresh and humid at night.

Xifa walked into the Elk Bar, walked through the lively but not noisy lobby, came to the door with a deer head on the wall, and knocked.

The door opened a crack, and a pair of eyes looked at him, and then opened the door. The gatekeeper, who was subdued by Xifa in a few seconds, said in a low voice, "You haven't come for several days."

Xifa nodded and smiled: "I just came back from a long trip."

He walked through this room, pushed open another door, and came to the lobby of the Hunter Club.

The light in the hall is not bright, but it is not dim either.

From a distance, Xifa saw Mr. Parker. The old man was standing behind the bar and cleaning the bar as usual. The bow tie on his body was meticulous, and there was not even a single wrinkle on the clothes.

In front of the bar, Eros, the head of the club, turned his back on Sifa, and seemed to be drinking alone. Hudson is dead, and the hypnosis on him should be lifted.

Xifa didn't rush to the bar, but walked to the east of the hall, where there used to be a guy who called himself a musician and often played solo by the window.

Now.

A table was placed by the window, and a young man in a black classic robe sat behind the table. He has light brown hair, delicate facial features, dark and deep pupils, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He's drawing an astrolabe and looks like he's going to read someone's fortune. On the table, a chubby blue cat curled up in a ball, yawning with its mouth open from time to time.

That was Calvin Brook, the 'Seer'. He no longer disguised himself and showed his original appearance. He looked like a young boy, and said to a bearded man at this moment: "On Wednesday afternoon, buy a bouquet of roses and go to No. 45, Green Emerald Street. There will be a surprise you want."

"Really? That's great, how much should I pay you?" A hunter with a round felt hat, two upturned moustache and yellow skin asked excitedly.

"1 soli, thank you."

Calvin smiled, took a banknote from the hunter, and put it away.

Then I heard a familiar voice: "It seems that you are doing well here."

The fortune teller raised his head, and although Xifa put on half of the mask tonight, he recognized it immediately: "Mr. Bodyguard, when did you come back?"

The joy of the young people was beyond words.

"this afternoon."

Xifa looked around: "How is it, are you still used to living here?"

Calvin nodded: "Everyone is very kind to me. Mr. Eros takes good care of me. He allows me to do fortune-telling for everyone in the hall for a fee."

"Mr. Parker has found a new identity for me. Now I am an employee of a porcelain company in Tingen."

Xifa smiled and said, "You spent a lot of money, didn't you?"

Carvin smiled brightly: "It's a lot, but it's worth it! Mr. Parker even rented me a room in the club for only 1 soli a week!"

Seers don't have the means to fight, so staying in the club and being looked after by hunters will make them much safer.

"Sounds good, congratulations, you have a new life."

Xifa looked in the direction of the bar: "Sorry, I have to go over and say hello."

"OK."

When he came to the bar, Eros had already spotted Sifa and asked Mr. Parker to pour a glass of white wine in advance.

"I have to apologize to you, Duke. I didn't expect Hudson to be an 'audience'. Fortunately, I regarded him as a friend."

Eros pushed the glass of white wine towards Sifa.

Xifa picked it up and said with a smile: "It seems that you already know."

"I don't think it's hard to know."

Eros glanced at the old man behind the bar: "Didn't you hunt him at Mr. Parker's house? At that time, many people saw the fat man fall on the street, so I knew right away that the problem was with this guy."

"When he first came, he came to our place for help. I always thought he was an ordinary person."

"This bastard is hiding deep enough."

Xifa drank the wine: "Don't mind, anyway, you are not the only one who was cheated by him."

After putting down the wine glass, the corners of Sifa's mouth slightly raised: "Sorry, Mr. Parker, I will compensate you for the loss of the house."

"very good."

The old man quickly took out a bill: "The aftermath plus the cost of redecoration, furniture and so on, the total is 26 pounds."

Your bill has been prepared for two weeks.

Xifa took out banknotes of different denominations from different pockets, made up the amount mentioned by the old man, and pushed them over.

Old Parker took it with no expression on his face, counted it in front of Xifa and said, "You shouldn't have come here."

Sifa cast a questioning look.

The old man glanced at him: "You should go to the Dragon Bar, don't you think you've missed something?"

Xifa laughed: "I didn't leave anything at the Dragon Bar."

He picked up the wine and was about to drink it.

Suddenly, Xifa dropped the wine glass and rushed out of the hall like the wind.

Dragon bar.

It is very lively here every night, and in the past two weeks, it has been even more lively.

"Come, come again!"

In the middle of the bar, where there was originally a ring, there is now a table.

A tall and beautiful girl was sitting by the table, put her hand on the table, and called out, "Who else! Are you men with this strength?"

"Come on, whoever comes over to break my wrist again!"