Chapter 175 Not Enough

"I have to say that you are in great spirits, Miss." Thales was pulled forward by Xi Lai and turned around a street. "But please, let's be realistic: there are only two of us, how can we chase him?"

"Let's go to a higher place first. The view will be better." Xi Lai shook his head solemnly, obviously unwilling to give up.

High places? Better view?

Thales' expression was subtle:

Well, what else could he do?

Soon, Heeley skillfully squeezed through a group of shouting vendors, turned into a stone arch, and then came to the outside of a four-story house. He stepped on the outer ladder, climbed to the top floor, and lifted the door unceremoniously. The hand knocked on the first door: bang bang bang!

"Who are you waiting for?"

As soon as Heeley heard the sound coming from the room, he shook his head and walked forward, knocking on the next door.

Thales' expression changed. He looked worriedly at the door that was knocked, and followed the girl anxiously: "What are you going to do?"

But Hilley ignored him, and had no consciousness of affecting other people's lives. She just walked forward, knocked on doors, and received responses from countless residents, both men and women:

"Stop knocking, the door is unlocked!"

"Oh no, my husband must be back! Hide in the closet!"

"Get out!"

"If it's the landlord, just say I'm not here! Say you must pay the rent next week!"

"Is dad back? If so, mom said I can't open the door, and I can't tell you that she is playing games with Uncle Abby in the room!"

"Hulu~Hulu~Hulu~"

"Come on, come on, wait for me..."

"Stop knocking, I'm taking a shit! Oh, this one's getting old! Don't rush it!"

"Ah~ah~ah~ Honey, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, no, no, no, no! You can't! You can't come! Fuck! You useless weakling! If it's thin, forget it, if it's short, forget it, Forget it, it’s so damn fast! Your wife hasn’t arrived yet!”

"Grandma said that I can't open the door casually when she's not around! Because the water ghouls will come to catch the children!"

"Shit! It might be the security officer. Come on, you little brat, stop smoking and pour the stuff into the toilet..."

"Don't open the door, finish it first! I'm a pay-per-use service, so pulling it out will count twice!"

These miscellaneous responses from behind the door made Thales' expression change again and again, but Xilai ignored it and walked to the next room when he heard the sound from behind the door.

Thales was confused:

"Sihuaiana, what are you doing? Who are you looking for?"

"No one." Healey replied nonchalantly and knocked on the next door.

This time, there was no reply from behind the door.

Xi Lai's eyes lit up and she took half a step back. The next second, she lifted her skirt and kicked her legs, kicking open the door that was only tied with a rope without any burden.

Taylor was shocked.

What is this for?

"This is a short-term rental house in the Goddess District. It is close to the new suburbs. It is considered a relatively high-rise house nearby. Of course, it is illegally built, but the landlord has paid enough fines."

Hilley walked into this simple little room and motioned for Thales to close the door:

"The people who live here are basically workers from all walks of life and foreigners. During the celebration, they either have no money and can only entertain themselves at home, or they have to go to the streets to find work. They won't be back in a short time. Don't worry, we are only staying for a while, and we are not It’s free and the owner will be happy.”

Hilley took out a few copper coins and slapped them on the uneven table.

Faced with all this, Thales couldn't react. He was stunned:

"How did you know it wasn't you? How could you be so skilled?"

"My surname is Kevin Dill." Sheila held up her dusty skirt and pushed open a small door, finding a utility room inside. "This city belongs to us..."

"Thank you for your well-reasoned and convincing answer," Thales said sarcastically, "it reminded me that my surname is Canxing."

Thales opened the window cautiously and cautiously, stretched his head out with difficulty, and looked at the streets of Emerald City:

"Okay, we're at a high place. The view is really good. We can still vaguely see the barber shop, but basically we can't see anything clearly. How are we going to find Srimani? Hey, what are you doing?"

Thales turned around and saw Hilley squeezing into the utility room.

"Do something bloody," Heeley smiled mysteriously at him, "go change the menstrual cloth."

"At this point? Really?"

What answered him was a sharp slam of the door closing.

Thales blinked: What?

"Keep the door, no peeking!"

Miss Kevin Dill's voice came from the utility room:

"Or eavesdrop!"

"I thought we were here to do business!" Thales said angrily.

"Then do your business!"

Damn it, I knew she was unreliable...

Thales spread his hands in disbelief.

It's better to let Mallos take charge, even at the risk of letting Zhan know.

But okay, now I'm on my own.

Looking at the utility room again, Thales had no choice but to put his head in front of the extremely small window again and look at the street.

Go up high.

High places...

After a few seconds, he sighed.

No, it's too far away and I can't see anything clearly.

And Xi Lai, that eldest lady is so unreliable.

Thales clenched his fists.

However, if he gave up here...he would never be able to find Slimani.

And if he can't find Slimani, who is responsible for defending the case, he still doesn't know why the wool merchant Diop was silenced, nor why the wine merchant Dagoli went to find the former, let alone how these things happened. When it comes to the political struggle in Emerald City, I don’t know how many times Zhan En and Mi Ke have fought back and forth on such a chessboard. They can only continue to be kept in the dark, and the blind man touches the elephant...

Let King Kessel take advantage of it.

Thales subconsciously held the bone ring in his pocket.

[Then you will always be a pawn, struggling to escape. ] The voice in his heart said quietly.

The more Thales thought about it, the more irritated he became.

No, Thales, you have to calm down.

He pressed the window frame and shook his head to encourage himself: do the small things in front of you first.

Do whatever you can.

First of all, it was not long ago, and Slimani must not have gone far.

He had to write down the surrounding road conditions first and tell Mallos when he went back.

His personal guard captain must be able to lay out a thorough plan. At least he knows where the clues are broken and where to pick them up to continue the investigation.

Thales took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked down at the criss-crossing streets, calling out the Sin of the Prison River.

The familiar feeling of hell is activated, making the distant images and sounds clear:

"A cluster of fireworks! A must-have for celebrations! The stall owner changed his career due to trouble. On the last day, he cleared out and sold it at a loss and sold it cheaply!"

"Damn it, your fireworks stall has been open here for ten years, hasn't it? Every day is the 'last day'!"

"Today is really the last day!"

After his vision and hearing were strengthened, Thales could clearly see a street intersection in the distance. As always, it was lively and bustling during the celebration.

"The Snowman Circus from faraway Allenbia, tickets for the East Coast Tour are on sale! The exotic customs from the Thorny Land..."

"Brothers, "The Eye of the Ending Sea is Your Home", get ready to sing! La la la, hahaha, the Eye of the Ending Sea is your home. Come back and meet it when you go sailing! The ship is leaking, the sail is broken, the compass is broken, and the reefs are full of whirlpools and pirates are launching! Hahahaha, la la la, the girl cursed you for the mast to be broken and the rudder to collapse due to the high waves! The emperor waved, and the prince smiled, wishing you to accompany him! "

"Damn these bastard sailors from Wariel State, you guys, come back and say: "Robbing a Camus", get ready and sing!"

"Rickshaw rickshaw! Two coppers in three blocks! Where to go? Talk!"

"Local interpretation service! Take you all over the Emerald City! Learn foreign languages ​​for tourism and business, one small silver coin a day! High quality, great quantity, good attitude, I guarantee you will be satisfied every time you come back! Thorn language, Common language, Elf language, Dwarf language, Near Eastern language, Prairie language, Far Eastern language, Orcish language Language! Except for the ancient imperial language, all are Sakruli!"

Thales calmed down and searched for each individual figure carefully, but the Emerald Festival was crowded with people. There were people coming and going in this street alone. The next person came before he could see him clearly. This person just came and that person came. Gone again.

He couldn't see that far, couldn't see that much, and couldn't even identify or remember what the roads in this strange neighborhood looked like.

Not to mention looking for traces of Slimani.

what to do?

【not enough. 】

Thales frowned.

【not enough】

The voice in his heart whispered to him: [Not enough, you are not working hard enough, Thales. 】

[The price paid is not high enough and not big enough. 】

[So you can’t find Srimani. 】

[I can’t find my way out of the chess game either. 】

【You cannot become a strong person who decides your own destiny. 】

Thales's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Strong.

Strong?

etc!

Looking at the street in the distance, Thales suddenly had a thought.

Think about it, Thales, think about the time in Longxiao City, when fighting against Giza...

He had seen the powerful human being Black Sword. How did he detect the surroundings and detect intelligence in such detail?

It's vibration.

Thales remembered.

The Black Sword, and the Black Sword's Sin of the Hell River, detect vibrations.

Even if it's thousands of miles away, even if it's a mosquito or fly.

Thales thought together, and the sins of the Hell River reacted, gathering in one place as if they were sentient beings, scorching hot.

Just like the black sword of the past.

But he can't just be a carbon copy of Black Sword.

Thales remembered the words of the leader of the Sword of Disaster that he could not just follow the crowd, he must have something of his own.

After all, he is not Black Sword.

What he has is not vibration perception, but...

Hell of the senses.

Thales's eyes lit up.

The next second, the sin of Hell River in his body began to heat up, and the scene in front of him became clearer. Two, three, four... more and more streets entered his field of vision.

It's like the senses of hell have been more than doubled.

but……

【not enough. 】

The voice in his heart was still ruthless, still reminding him coldly: "This is not enough." 】

Thales gritted his teeth.

The Sin of Prison River seemed to hear his voice and moved faster and faster.

Thales tried to concentrate and observed the streets in the distance.

Now, standing behind the window of this simple room, he can hear sounds from any direction, see details from any angle, and explore the current situation of any street...

but……

【not enough. 】

The voice in my heart became increasingly cold:

[You need to pay more. 】

【More! 】

【Have a panoramic view of everything. 】

【Have everything in your hands. 】

【Make everything work for you. 】

Thales' breathing accelerated, just like the power of termination in his body, which almost gave him the illusion of burning up.

Take a panoramic view of everything?

everything.

everything……

A second figure appeared in front of Thales.

He looked at that figure, one against eight in his memory, flashing and moving, strolling around, taking into control all the details in all directions, turning it into a thousand armies in the palm of his hand.

Emanu Sakel.

Punishment Knight.

Thales' breath was stagnant.

What, Sak'el, how did he do it?

【not enough. 】

The Sin of Hell River is getting hotter and hotter, accompanied by a stinging burning sensation, as if it has changed from boiling water to flame.

It sparks flying, exploding inside the body, a little here, an inch there.

Just like Sak'el.

【not enough. 】

The next second, the senses of hell changed again.

Thales moved his eyes, feeling surprised and suspicious in his heart.

Time, time seems to be slowing down again?

He turned around and saw the vendor selling fireworks. He could see him pushing a cart and shouting as he moved forward.

At this speed, he would reach the corner in about five seconds.

Thales turned around again: a messenger running in a hurry on the street would be able to enter the next street in about two seconds.

The prince did not stop looking: an aunt carrying two baskets of vegetables was about to turn into a blind spot that he could not see.

But at this speed, in ten seconds, she would reappear from the other side of the house and return to his sight.

There are also two children on the side of the canal. They are about to run onto the canal bridge. No, listen to the sound, they are slowing down. It will take three seconds to get on the bridge.

The sin of Hell River continued to burn, and burned more and more fiercely. The burning sensation changed from an occasional sting to a continuous pain.

Thales let out a low groan.

but……

【not enough. 】

Thales clenched his fists.

Without a mirror, he didn't know that his eyeballs were now bloodshot, but Thales felt that as his eyes swept faster and faster, more and more people entered his senses, giving him different positions and speeds. , acceleration, motion trajectory...

Although there are not enough details, there will be many accidents on the road. For example, the fireworks vendor may be stopped by customers to shop, the anxious messenger may speed up, and the two children may fall on the way...

but……

【not enough. 】

In the slowed down time and the burning pain, Thales slowly turned towards the barber shop.

From just now to now, starting from the barber shop, with Slimani's pace... No, maybe a little faster, and with Slimani's possible mentality, he may not take the big road...

Then the direction, distance and range he may go to are...

Thales turned his head back and forth expressionlessly, moving his gaze.

Centering on the barber shop, along different streets and roads, and out of sight, he quickly delineated three areas. In such a short period of time, Slimani was most likely to have escaped to these places.

three areas.

But...how to confirm?

How to confirm?

【not enough. 】

Thales suddenly remembered that the Prison of Bones was there. Jonah Cannon, the former scout of the Royal Guard, relied on his hearing and memory to identify the footsteps of the Shadow Shield assassin in the dark.

Just footsteps.

pace.

Simply amazing.

【not enough. 】

Snapped!

The sin of the Hell River burned brighter and brighter, crackling like a true flame.

Thales closed his eyes instinctively.

The power of termination continued to burn, flowing into his brain and then toward his ears.

Thales was startled and opened his eyes suddenly!

boom!

A loud bang exploded in his ears. Thales subconsciously covered his ears with a painful and overwhelmed expression.

No, not to the ears.

But...

Thales raised his head with difficulty:

It was two streets away, and the sound of wheels crossing the road was as terrifying to Thales as the explosion of eternal oil.

Uh-huh!

This is a woman washing her clothes by the river.

Every bristle on the brush is tightly attached to the clothes, and rubs against every thread mercilessly. It is as thrilling as countless snows rolling down from the mountain peaks.

Wow

It was two coachmen arguing over a collision.

Their tongues smacked between their lips, their vocal cords vibrated in their throats, and the air rubbed between their teeth. Every sound they made sounded like thunder, like a giant roaring, earth-shattering.

Snapped!

Here are several children playing war games with branches.

The branches collided crisply, and the branches cracked along the texture, but like deep grooves opening in the earth, extending countless times until the land cracked and the world collapsed at the end.

Ding!

Bang!

Crack!

Wow!

In an instant, the sound coming from his sight was amplified countless times, without any focus or omission, as if it happened right next to his ears, one after another, booming.

Like endless tinnitus.

Thales was trembling all over, his face turned earth-colored.

As the world was spinning, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a plop.

Ahhhh!

Thales shouted in pain in his heart.

In just a few seconds, countless noises that were far more harsh than before came in like a tsunami, stimulating his senses.

Black sword...

Black Sword, how did he do it?

Although it is different from his own method, the Black Sword must have been like this when he relied on the Sin of Hell River to sense vibrations and detect the Blood Magician. In an instant, he had to endure a massive amount of information from all directions, amplified countless times?

But that guy, how did that guy endure all this?

【not enough. 】

The voice in his heart reminded him mechanically.

Yes, it will be soon.

Bear with it a little longer.

Just one more time.

Thales thought so, gritted his teeth and endured, and stood up tremblingly.

He had seen and heard everything around him.

Soon.

We are about to find...Slimani!

For this reason, he had no time to care about anything else.

【not enough. 】

Thales was breathing rapidly. He urged himself to concentrate, burned the power of termination, tried to focus his auditory senses on the three areas he had just designated, and continued to search for the sounds he wanted.

This time, Yuhe's sin was at his fingertips and he seemed to be happy to obey his choice.

Like a beast that has been trapped in a cage for too long, it finally breaks free and runs free.

It was extremely excited, extremely crazy, burning in the body, and the flames crackled.

【not enough. 】

It was also at this moment that a thought flashed through Thales's heart:

In the past, the sin of the Hell River in his body was like a wisp of mist, a trickle or a gurgling water, thin and fragile.

But since when did it become a blazing flame, burning inexhaustibly, hot and violent?

when?

Why, why, as the master and user of the power of termination, didn't he notice?

But Thales had no time to think about it.

【not enough. 】

Amidst the torment of countless terrifying sounds coming from the three areas, Thales was like a rower struggling to row a boat, trying to identify a trace of clear current:

Indistinct chatter, messy arguments, screeching wheels, noisy play, barking dogs...

Fortunately, with patience, habit, and perhaps years of experience using his hellish senses, he gradually got the hang of it.

He slowly found order in the chaos, classifying the information and extracting order.

Not this, not that, not, not at all. What he is looking for is...

【not enough. 】

Following Thales' thoughts, the flames burning from the Sin of Hell River moved at the same time, turning as if consciously!

Ahhhh!

At that moment, Thales's expression was extremely distorted by pain.

This time, they entered deeper levels of the brain. In addition to bringing more intense burning and pain, they also awakened and contacted Thales' memory:

Not long ago, the memory of Srimani's walking rhythm, the speed of his steps, the friction between his soles and the ground, even the frequency of his breathing, and the sound of the friction of clothes were pulled out of the sea of ​​​​memory and faded into blur. It becomes clearer and clearer, turning into a standard and unmistakable sound template, like a sound template in front of you.

Thales closed his eyes tightly and frowned.

In three areas, look for a template.

Just one piece.

Footsteps, breathing, friction...

【not enough. 】

The sin of the Hell River is blazing and boundless. It leads Thales's hearing and memory to converge into a burning bat in his mind, flying through the streets and roads he just observed, accepting countless sounds, and observing every moment. Every corner, absorbing thousands of details:

The footsteps of workers, the sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground, the cheers of tourists, the sound of paddles, the mopping of sacks, the play of children, the roar of guards, the crunch of coins...

Until finally, the bat's wings flapped, and a set of familiar sounds echoed in his mind:

"Damn it, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Thales cheered up!

【not enough. 】

The burning bat hovered in the sea of ​​consciousness, drawing a dynamic picture in front of Thales' eyes:

A man, a man with rapid breathing and unsteady steps, was running in a panic through the streets.

He pushed aside a few pedestrians who were blocking his path, allowing them to curse.

But the man didn't care, and only looked back nervously from time to time.

His luxurious boots made a strange echo in the dirt and urine-stained alley.

Until the man stumbled into an alley, tripped over a stone under his feet, and fell hard:

thump!

The next second, Thales suddenly opened his eyes and returned to the simple small room!

enough!

This is it!

Thales turned back abruptly, and the sparks of Hell River's sin in his body splashed again, but the prince couldn't care so much. He crossed the room full of clutter in three or two steps, and happened to see Shirley Kevin Dirla pulling a clutter. The small door of the thing room hurriedly looked at him amid a strange smell!

"When you go out of the shop, turn left and go straight to the third intersection, then turn right and go straight to the second intersection and turn left to the alley with the stone wall on the left..." Thales said anxiously.

"The third diagonal alley next to the intersection of Regina Street and Milton's Pawnshop!" Hilley was equally anxious.

The two spoke almost at the same time and were stunned at the same time.

"how do you know?"

"What is that place?"

But at that moment, the sin of the prison river was completely extinguished.

The next second, Thales felt like stars were popping up in his eyes: tired, sleepy, painful, miserable...

"Uh" Thales groaned in pain.

The pain all over his body hit him like a wave, making him unable to control his balance and falling down.

"Hey, you, what's wrong with you!"

Xi Lai was shocked, and she supported Thales who was shaking.

"I, I... unexpected, hehe."

Thales fell into her arms and showed a weak smile.

Oops, here it comes, the price for the sin of overusing the Hell River.

Thales was breathing heavily, feeling like his lungs were burning.

Damn it.

Why is it at this time?

Wait...why did he forget this just now?

Why are you so crazy about inciting the crime of Hell River?

Hilley supported Thales with all his strength and slowly brought him down:

"You are so heavy...don't tell me, what beautiful girl did you see again?"

"Yeah," Thales gradually got used to the pain. He was shaking all over and trying his best to pretend to be relaxed, "even though she doesn't feel so."

Hilley smiled sarcastically:

"Glib words can't help you catch up!"

She shuddered and covered her mouth in horror.

"You, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?" Thales then noticed that Shilai's situation seemed to be wrong.

At this moment, Xi Lai was dripping with cold sweat and his face was pale.

Xi Lai let go of his hand and smiled with difficulty:

"Do you know what I had for breakfast?"

"No, why?" Thales felt that the world was spinning as soon as he opened his eyes, and he had to close his eyes again.

"Because we're going to find out soon."

The next second, before Thales could react, Hilley threw herself on his chest, said "wow", and vomited uncontrollably!

Thales was shocked. He ignored the filth on his hands and the unpleasant sour smell, and quickly hugged the limp Hillai:

"No, my god, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? Sihuaiana? Sister?"

In a puddle of filth, after vomiting, Xi Lai weakly raised his head and glanced at him.

"Damn it, it's all digested and I can't see the original shape of the meal."

"Is now the time to care about this?" Amidst the pungent sour smell, Thales moved his buttocks in disgust and tried his best to stay away from the puddle of filth. "And I don't want to know what you had for breakfast at all. "

Xi Lai's expression changed, and she suddenly raised her finger to stop the prince from continuing.

"what happened again?"

The girl from the Iris family smiled at him, her smile was extremely forced.

But in just the next second, Xi Lai's expression became ferocious again, and she suddenly lay on Thales' chest!

"Ugh, vomit, vomit!"

During Hilley's second wave of vomiting, Thales, who was already exhausted and suffering, turned his head in pain.

Try not to look at the growing puddle of food scraps.

Very good, even though he didn't want to know at all, now Thales can basically be sure:

There are at least three kinds of vegetables in Miss Healey's breakfast.

Still green.

Full of life.

I'm writing the next chapter, and if everything goes well, I might post it in the early morning.

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