Restoration City, Steam City.

In the age of steam and machinery, this place was once the most advanced core of the human nation. Countless magisters and goblin scholars left a profound mark on this city.

Even today, with the development of magical machinery, there are still traces of that era here, such as steam coaches, mechanical clocks in the center of the city, and interesting spire-style buildings.

"Courtesy, Fifteen Mann."

The car with both steam and magic stopped in front of the six-story gray residential building.

A black umbrella first stretched out from the car, followed by shiny black leather shoes. Under a light black short cape, he was wearing a well-fitting formal suit.

"Here, there's no need to look for it."

The young man stepped out of the car. His hair was a little messy due to the rush, but against his handsome face, any hairstyle looked so fit.

The reflection of the building was reflected in the man's brown-black pupils.

The walls were painted with the magic-resistant paint newly developed by Comb Brothers. He had just read about this paint in the newspaper not long ago, and it was sued for containing blasting dust that goblins love...

Judging from the New Steam Age style of the building, this building is at least 80 years old.

The man stopped in front of the building.

He really didn't expect that the gentle, well-behaved little aristocratic girl deep in his memory would now live in a place like this.

The man stepped forward and stopped in front of a resident who had just walked out of the house.

"Sorry, can you interrupt me?"

He put his right hand on his chest and made a slight fist. This is a common etiquette in human countries.

"My name is Ken Servais, my friend lives here and I want to know about her.

Are you also a resident here?"

The man stopped by Ken stopped with great effort. He looked to be in his thirties, but weighed two to three hundred pounds. It was a bit difficult for him to stop.

He glanced at the young man who called himself Ken... Although he was very handsome, he was surprisingly annoying...

Then, Ken's nondescript short cloak attracted his attention. On the left side of the cloak was a gorgeous medal engraved with three claw marks and lavender roses. He had seen similar medals!

"My name is Henry Obadiah, respected Master Servais!"

Henry looked respectful.

"I live here, but look at me, my body is not suitable for going out. I may not be familiar with some people. The person you want to ask is..."

"Kellynn Mansfield." Ken said the name slowly, with a hint of reminiscence in his gray-black pupils.

He was not surprised by what this man called him. He was wearing the badge of the academy. Everyone in the Alert Magic Academy was well-known in the human world. Only the top geniuses could enroll. The admission system was only linked to academics and strength.

The three claw marks represent third-level students. Alert students of this grade have often gone a long way on the path of magic, and are considered masters in many places.

He carefully observed Henry's expression and saw the fat man's subtle expression upon hearing the name.

Although the man named Henry hesitated, he still spoke.

"Master Servais, Miss Mansfield... I do know her, or no one in this building must know her. She lives on the third floor, and the house with flower vines climbing on the security windows is her home."

Henry said, taking out a handkerchief and wiping the sweat on the top of his head.

"She is a very beautiful lady, but has a very cold personality. That, Master Servais..."

Henry carefully observed Ken's expression and continued.

"I heard from the landlady that people with evil intentions against her have been around recently, and a lot of reform city defense police have been deployed nearby.

If you call the police, the place will be surrounded by police in less than half a minute, so..."

"Mr. Obadiah, please don't worry." Ken interrupted Henry and said with a gentle expression.

"I just came here today, and Kailin and I grew up together. I heard that she lived here, so I came to take a look. She is not someone with evil intentions.

On the contrary, I am interested in the person who is plotting evil against her. Can you tell me more?"

"Sorry... I'm a little too sensitive. I don't know the details. You can ask the landlord, Ms. Timothy, who lives in the deepest room on the first floor."

"Thank you for telling me so much, Mr. Obadiah. I can't wait to see how Kailin is doing now, so I won't bother you anymore."

"No way, this is my honor..."

Ken politely bid farewell to this enthusiastic tenant, walked into the building, and walked up the clean stairs.

People with bad intentions... With Kailin's beauty, it is indeed easy to attract such people.

Although he had not seen Kailin for five years, his impression of Kailin was still very deep.

The Mansfield family and the Servais family are family friends, and he and Kellyn actually grew up together.

That small figure timidly held his collar and hid behind his back, his silver-gray pupils sparkling, gentle and timid.

I fall asleep while reading in the library at noon. When I wake up, I can often see those big innocent eyes looking at me without any evil thoughts.

From childhood to adulthood, this cute little elf can always be found in my beautiful memories.

If those accidents hadn't happened, he might have married her.

However, there are no ifs in life.

No matter what, Kailin is the person he can trust the most, and he also believes that Kailin still has an impression on him.

As long as you still have a good feeling, that's enough!

He really can't think of any other candidates who are close enough to him.

He looked at the void in front of him, and a small frame quietly appeared.

[Current Humanity Anchoring Target: Caelynn Mansfield

Requires favor: familiarity

No target is currently located]

Walking to an ordinary security door, Ken took a deep breath, then knocked politely.

Even he is a little nervous now.

I don’t know if the reason for nervousness is whether the anchoring can be successful, or whether I will see a familiar childhood sweetheart, or both.

The door was opened a crack.

The faint fragrance of flowers hit his face, and the familiar silver-gray pupils stared at him warily.

"็ Hello Who are you?"

Like a lark, this voice was as beautiful as he remembered, but it was more bone-chillingly indifferent than in his memory.

"Ken, Ken Servais."

Ken showed a kind smile and said hello as if he had done it a long time ago: "Kailin, long time no see."

I don't know why, but when those silver-gray eyes looked straight at him, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

After a short silence, the girl finally opened the door.

"Come in and talk."

When Ken stepped through the door, he seemed to have entered another world, with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, delicate flowers, little bees, lively birds...

In the center of this world is the silver-haired girl wearing a white dress.

Her beauty is intoxicating, and her figure is much plumper than before. The silver-haired girl sat on the rattan chair neatly, with cold eyes as if she were looking at a stranger.

A red frame suddenly popped up in Ken's eyes.

[Target found...binding...
Chapter completed!