The Magician of Clow

Chapter 655 Prelude to the Night of Rain

The soft and thick carpet, following behind the figure in the noble white dress, Fangran held Ling's hand and walked in a corridor on the side of the ball hall,

Behind him was a man in military uniform, who seemed to be an attendant to protect the safety of the prince's woman.

All the way to the penultimate room, the maid at the door bowed deeply and opened the door respectfully,

It was still a parlor full of aristocratic luxury, with two attendants standing straight on both sides of the door.

Walked into this room but did not sit down in the reception seat, and stopped at the door,
Fangran watched the woman with beautiful platinum curly hair turn around, her clear blue eyes looked directly at Fangran's soft and calm words:
"I want to talk to you alone."

The fluent and accurate Chinese sounded from the mouth of the classical and gorgeous European beauty, and Fangran's eyes froze for a second when the sense of disobedience appeared.

Because this is not a modern era where diverse civilizations blend together. In Italy 100 years ago, it is reasonable to say that no one should be able to speak the Chinese language!

So there seems to be only one answer.
Looking at the clear and beautiful blue eyes of the woman in front of him, Fangran stood at the door holding Ling's hand in silence for a moment, then let out a soft breath,
He took out a dark rectangular card like magic, lowered his body and smiled at Ling, winking and saying:
"Ling, wait for me here for a while, this is for you, a super effective amulet."

He took the rectangular black card from Fangran's hand, pinched the sides with both hands, looked at him with big light golden eyes and nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

"You take care of her needs and safety and remember to keep other people out."

"Understood, Your Royal Highness."

Snow White's chin nodded slightly, and then she looked at Fangran:

"Then let's go."

Then turned and led him into a door leading to an inner room,

Behind the door is not a room, but the innermost passage. Only one person is allowed to pass through the long and narrow corridor, following behind her,
Finally came to a door.

I don't know where to take out the copper-colored key, and the slender white palm twists it in the white silk lace inside the sleeve,
The decoration behind the door is not very luxurious, but rather a simple and peaceful room, giving Fangran an intuition that can be related to her temperament,
This is her private room.

"Sorry to meet you in this outfit,"

The slender fingers intertwined, and there was a crisp sound. Fangran saw the feminine and soft noble white dress on her disappear like a mirage.

What appeared on his body was the white clothes he was originally wearing, which looked like he was going out for hunting, and his neat and heroic appearance was somewhat like a male suit.

The pattern tassels of the title of prince, and the lady's high-heeled leather boots under the straight and slender silk trousers,

The inside of the cuffs has white pleated delicate lace, and the gorgeous and detailed collar has a bow tie inlaid with an emerald.

Somewhat like the one Fangran saw 100 years later, but now she had a design that was far more complicated and gorgeous than the white suit.

Reverting to her original appearance, she looked at Fangran and spoke, then put her left hand on her collar and chest, and looked directly at the young man in front of her.

"Before I get down to business, I will introduce myself. I am the second prince of the Kingdom of Italy, and I am also the manager of the participants in this country."

"Aurelia Le Guin."

Milan, street near ball hall.

In several places more than 100 meters away from the dance venue, they are also standing at a height where a normal person would probably feel weak when looking down at the legs.
Myerson took the lead in leaping up, and the church's sound transmission circle lit up the skin near his ear, and his voice was filled with irrepressible cold anger.

"What a powerless and presumptuous technologist, to open that kind of weapon into the street!"

A moment ago, the fiery red steel that was obviously not a product of this era almost caused riots across the street, Myerson ordered unbearably:

"Sig, be tough when you warn him, tell him not to be so arrogant here!"

"I don't hate this approach, but you have to know that the scientist from the Far East is being received by His Royal Highness at the moment."

Standing on the roof of the building closest to the ball hall, the sky changed from sunny to gloomy, and some ferocious night winds blew up the teaching robes. Higgs with a curved mouth was playing with his fingers and chuckled nonchalantly.

what?
Hearing the unexpected situation, Myerson frowned slightly. After flying across a street, he stopped on the edge of the roof of a building, and then looked in another direction.

"That being the case, there is no need to confirm his attitude."

In that direction, the fiery red Ferrari was quietly parked in front of the ball hall, no one felt like approaching it even though it was extremely curious.

From the other party's domineering behavior and attitude, Myerson felt that he had already understood that this was an unscrupulous guy.

Recklessly using abilities to interfere with the real world, and grandiosely displaying one's own weapons in front of the world, such actions are enough to be judged as seriously interfering with the lives of ordinary people according to dogma,

Situations where mandatory sanctions must be taken!

"Wales,"

After confirming this, Myerson gave the order directly by calling Wales' name.

"Go and find a way to get the little translator girl next to him to leave, so as to ensure her safety and not be taken hostage,"

"Okay, I see, let that little girl find a safe place to stay."

Standing on the other side of the ball building, Wales, who also wore a teaching gown and shawl, agreed, and then released a ghost-like creature with a snap of his fingers.

The moment he floated into the ball building, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Castie, you go to guard the entrance of the ball hall, once we take action, you immediately destroy his weapon."

"Ah, what a pity, I want to sit on something that looks so handsome after we catch that guy."

The woman who carried out the order silently and calmly did not speak. The white shadow of the priest's robe flew flying under the gloomy night that seemed to be raining. On the contrary, Sieg, who was watching the ball building, shook his head and sighed with some disappointment.

"If you want to be blown to death with that weapon, you can go up and sit down now."

Myerson's voice sounded indifferently in the magic circle. Hearing this, Higg still smiled profligately and pretended to be disappointed, and said frivolously:
"Yeah, let's forget it, I cherish the beauty of life very much."

After the words fell, he let go of the balance of his body, and fell on his back towards the street
The night sky is getting darker and darker, the gloomy darkness is getting lower and lower, and the howling night wind is getting louder and louder, which seems to have heralded that the restless rainy night is coming tonight.
　[Thank you for listening to the songs of the future and Xun Kong, the two local tyrants for their 100 rewards, thank you,] There will be another chapter in a short time, ask for a monthly ticket, and it is more than [-] points away from the fifth

　　
　
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