Chapter 945
button button —
Xifa knocked on the door of a room, and heard a familiar voice from inside: "Come in."
He pushed open the door, saw the fireplace dancing with flames, and saw the lady sitting by the stove putting down a book.
That was Xifa's adoptive mother Anilu.
Seeing Xifa, Anilu showed a surprised expression, turned into a smile and stood up, spreading her hands.
Xifa smiled, stepped forward and hugged: "Good evening, Mom."
"It's really late, why are you here now?"
Gently patted Xifa on the back, Anilu took two steps back, smiled and said, "Let me take a good look at you."
Xifa squinted his eyes and said deliberately: "Do I need to turn around twice?"
Anilu laughed, she hadn't laughed so happily for a long time.
Xifa chatted with his mother just like that.
It was late at night in a blink of an eye.
Anilu looked at her son in the light and said, "Now that Intis has also joined the war, Belle and I are very worried about you."
Xifa gently held his mother's hand and said, "This is the path I chose. If one day you hear bad news, don't be sad. This is the choice of fate."
Anilu's expression changed slightly, and she wanted to say something.
Sifa stood up and took out something.
"This is?" Anilu looked at the thing that was constantly changing inside and looked like a diamond.
"The Extraordinary Characteristics of 'Traveler'."
Xifa said, this is the Extraordinary characteristic obtained from Mr. X, and he has always kept it.
"Next, the world will become more and more turbulent."
"Mom, I don't know why you quit the mysterious world."
"But I think it is necessary for you to advance to Sequence Five."
"With the ability to 'travel', I will feel more at ease."
This is one of the purposes of his going home tonight, to let his mother advance to Sequence 5 and have the ability to 'travel'.
As for the other potion ingredients of 'Traveler', Xifa believed that her mother could get them, and she also knew which auxiliary materials were needed.
Looking at Xifa, looking at that Extraordinary characteristic, Anilu nodded slightly: "I see, I will try to be promoted."
Xifa let out a breath slowly, took two steps back, and said with a smile, "Take care, Mom."
The corners of Anilu's eyes were slightly moist, she had an intuition.
She will never see the child again.
"The same to you."
Xifa smiled, and then his figure gradually faded, and a breeze blew in the room.
It pushed open the window and disappeared into the night.
After a while.
Anilu just closed the window.
At the corner of the eye, a tear still flowed down.
Outside the window, Sifa is not far away.
He watched his mother weep sadly, and also sighed slightly in his heart.
He flew out of his sister's room again, glanced at the familiar girl, and then left.
He felt that the human part of his body became much clearer and stronger.
Not so easily overwhelmed by divinity.
Ross Sea.
On an unnamed island, the 'Black Death' was slightly undulating on the sea.
In the captain's cabin, the blond maid watched Tracy circle around the room.
Can't help but say: "Captain, what's wrong with you."
"I'm fine."
Tracy stopped, raised her long and straight eyebrows, as if she had made a decision, she pointed at the door and said, "Go out."
The blond maid felt aggrieved, but did not dare to disobey her order, she lowered her head and walked out of the captain's room.
Only then did Tracy open a cabinet in the room, and took out an exquisite jewelry box from it.
But when the box was opened, there was no jewelry inside, but some black paste-like things.
She took a small piece of it and spread it evenly on a mirror.
The mirror soon had ripple-like lines and became deep, as if it could lead to another world.
After a while, an image appeared in the mirror.
It was Katerina.
She was wearing a holy white long dress, her long black hair was glossy, her face was beautiful, and her eyes seemed innocent and mature.
She seemed younger than Tracy.
"What's wrong?"
"Why contact me?"
In the mirror, Katerina asked while observing Tracy's surroundings.
Tracy looked at the girl in the mirror and said, "I'm worried about you, mother."
"You haven't contacted me for a long time."
"Where are you now?"
Katerina's gaze fell on Tracy again, her eyes glanced slightly to the side, and she said, "I'm still in Backlund, and I'm at No. 27 Verdy Street, East District."
Tracy nodded, showing a relieved expression, and said, "Why don't you leave Backlund, it's very dangerous there now."
"I'm safe."
"Okay, that's it."
"Don't contact me casually if there is no important matter in the future."
After Katerina finished speaking, her figure disappeared into the mirror.
After the darkness in the mirror was gone, Tracy picked up an opaque black cloth and covered the mirror.
Then she came to the deck and prayed silently.
"The master of the iron-blooded battlefield, the manipulator of weather changes, the symbol of flames and ice, the great Don Quixote."
"I have already obtained Katerina's address. She is at 27 Verdy Street, East Backlund."
After a while, an ethereal voice sounded in her ear: "I see."
at the same time.
Aboard the Trafal.
In the captain's cabin, Sifer extinguished the prayer light.
"Eastern Backlund, 27 Wilde Street?"
"Tracy got the information so quickly?"
Xifa laughed: "Katerina is controlled by that 'Red Angel' evil spirit, and that guy was once a 'conspirator'."
"Maybe if I go straight to No. 27 Verdy Street, not only will I miss it, but I will also make Tracy take the blame."
"However, this is very close to Gehrman's divination."
"Verdy Street is in the south area of the bridge. Well, although Tracy's information is not entirely reliable, the scope has been narrowed down."
"Caterina would be nearby, if not in Verde Street."
"This will make it easier to monitor No. 27."
"Let her hang out for a few days, and after she relaxes her vigilance, let the Gehrman projection use Katerina's blood to divine her exact location."
At this time, the captain's footsteps sounded outside, and the voice of Adjutant O'Neill came.
"General, the enemy is coming again!"
three days later.
Backlund East District, No. 32 Wilde Street.
At this moment of the night, Backlund is experiencing a bone-chilling snowstorm.
Pedestrians disappeared on the street, and the light of gas street lamps was dimmed and lifeless by the snowflakes covering the glass surface.
In one of the houses where no one lived.
In the unfurnished living room, a white figure stood at the window.
It was Katerina wearing a holy white robe.
At this time, a hooded figure stepped out behind her.
Katerina said softly: "It seems that you are overthinking, my lord."
"Tracy is just purely worried about me."
Someone behind her snorted, and then said casually, "Maybe."