Beside the bridge in Tallinn District, there are many snack shops, bread baking, roasted potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes...

Most of the guests are from the mainland who come to Tallin District to work. They often need to get up early and have no time to eat breakfast at home, so they can only go here for a while. Or they get off work in the evening and are exhausted and have no intention of going back to cook, so they simply buy two baked potatoes to hold them. This weather can still dry your hands.

For a considerable number of residents in Tallinn, this food seems a bit inferior. Even if the daily meals are inseparable from potatoes, this simple practice is still not accepted by them.

Donald didn't mind, holding a sweet potato in his hand, and gave it to Stephanie and Lilo one, with some sparse sugar on it.

"You are waiting for me here. Without my signal, don't lean over... It's so hot!"

As he said that, he nibbled a bite of sweet potato, opened his mouth, exhaled the white hot air, and was blown away by the night wind in the bright yellow light emitted by the street lights.

"careful."

Stephanie held the sweet potatoes in both hands and was in a hurry to eat them.

Lilo had swallowed half of it, and the heat kept coming out of her occasionally opening and closing mouth, and her face bulged out like a hamster who was eating.

Walk along the bridge to the other side, and on the left is the Osweather Sea. There is no moon tonight, and there is only a faint light among the clouds and mist.

After crossing the middle of the bridge, it was vaguely visible on the other side of the land area. Donald still remembers that the last time he met Goniz was probably a few days before the rainstorm week. Since then, he has Diliya's notes and has joined the strange meter, so he has no contact with the other party again.

Now I think I missed an opportunity to ask the dominant wizard for advice.

It was still the same table, but the position that originally belonged to Goniz was changed to Nancy.

Now she looks a lot different from before. Her hair no longer covers her cheeks, but ties a simple ponytail.

He was wearing a black sweater with a turtleneck and a brown jacket that looked a bit wide.

Men's style, Donald looks at its size and is likely to be Goniz's clothes.

This outfit made her look refreshing and capable, but when Donald saw her eyes, he realized that changing more should be temperament.

Nancy looked timid before, which made people always feel that she was a shy little girl.

Now she leaned on the bench and looked up at Donald standing next to the table, her eyes more of... aggressiveness.

Why does such a change happen in such a short time?

Or is it that she is like this, she has been just hiding...

"I told you on the phone not to bring anyone, but you chose to bring friends, teammates in the strange game?"

Nancy's tone sounded familiar to Donald, much like his "wife" in Puston.

That was not a good memory. Donald threw the remaining sweet potatoes in his hand into the trash can a few meters away. Without deliberately aiming, his mental power wrapped it in precisely.

"I came alone."

Donald asked himself about his whereabouts when he came, and he thought Nancy was cheating him.

During the break, Donald did not sit opposite Nancy. He just stood by the table with his hands in his coat's pocket.

This is undoubtedly an expression of attitude. If he had said that before, he had the idea of ​​Nancy asking for help because he had no goal after losing his grandfather.

Now this idea is like the sweet potatoes he ate just now. After about a few minutes, it will be discharged in the form of gas sprayed from his buttocks and completely disappear.

The intuition told him that he would get into a lot of trouble if he sat down here.

"You are waiting for me here. Don't come over without my signal... It's so hot!"

It was awkward to say this in a hard voice, and Donald's face completely sank after hearing it.

"Nancy, I hope you understand that I don't owe you anything. Your Excellency Goniz has indeed guided me a few times, but that is a normal transaction for me to pay. I don't think there are things like kindness in it. If you come to me just to shut up on the odd-commitment game, you can rest assured that I don't intend to inform you, otherwise I will not only bring my two friends over, but the odd-commitment game team."

Since the words were spoken out, Donald no longer concealed it.

"If possible, you want to kill me privately, right?"

Break the face and hit it off.

The air between the two seemed to have been lowered a few degrees, and the atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

"If you think so... I can't do anything about it. After all, free thinking is everyone's right."

Donald narrowed his eyes, his hands inserted into his pockets shrank inward, and two inscription scrolls fell from the cuffs into the palms.

"But you contacted me on your own initiative, didn't you?"

"I have heard of Goniz's identity, but as I said, there should be no relationship between us. I will let you go, please let me go, as if nothing has happened, wouldn't it be?"

Donald couldn't understand why Nancy wanted to find herself at this time. This time, the meeting was a risk for both parties.

"No, I need your help."

"What?"

"I said, I need your help."

"I refuse!"

I felt that after verification, Donald turned around and left without any hesitation.

"You can leave. Perhaps tonight, someone will come to visit you."

"Yeah, you can try it."

Donald, with his back to Nancy, squinted his eyes, and the two inscription scrolls were ready to open at any time. It only took 10 seconds for Lilo to arrive here from there!

"Killing intention."

"Um?"

"I felt the murderous intent from you. The two people over there were indeed arranged to kill me... Goniz was right, let's make a deal?"

"I refuse."

Without asking the reason, Donald seemed determined to leave.

"Storm Robe, the robe that Goniz used to use. You are a wizard, but now you don't even have a defensive robe of your own."

The steps are still moving forward.

"A strange thing used by wizards, a ring that can automatically condense elements, a necklace that can summon elemental creatures as slaves, and a necklace that continuously restores its mental power..."

The pace accelerated, Donald didn't want to listen.

"A complete set of wind-type spell scrolls, a spell system that Gonniz has collected and practiced for many years. Your talent determines that you can use any spell, Gonniz's spell system, you can also use it."

Donald, who had reached the bridge, glanced back at Nancy.

"The spell experience of the dominant wizard, the wind silk dense scroll that instantly killed dozens of gunmen on the long street... Do you still want to kill me, thinking that if I kill me, you can get those things?"

"I can tell you clearly that it is Goniz's legacy. Only I know, and I am not a wizard, so I can't use those things. To me, it's a bunch of scraps. Of course you can try to kill me, but I bet you can't kill me, and I will destroy those things directly after I go back and tell the strange game that Goniz's legacy is in your hands."

Nancy seemed determined to rely on Donald, got up from the chair, surrounded by wind elements, and seemed to be able to leave at any time.

"Can I ask a question?"

Donald, standing on the bridge, stretched out his hands from his pocket and rested on the railing.

"certainly."

"Why me?"

Donald really wants to know why Nancy was looking for him.

"Because I believe Goniz, he told me in the letter that if you contact me after you know the news, your test will be qualified first. You think that the existence of Wilder and I will threaten your survival. Even if it is just a few chance encounters, it will still become a source of your uneasiness."

"Gonitz told me you would definitely agree to meet me, you did come, and then you would have three choices."

"First, you brought the large army of the Agent Bureau to arrest me. You are a person loyal to the government and trust the Agent Bureau. You think that as long as they accept your report, you will be excluded from this matter. But if you can't catch me, the route of escape has been determined, even more than one. The ending is that I will spread the information about your Goniz heritage in your hands in the sea market, and you will be torn to pieces by the crazy agent disciples who are pursuing."

"Second, if you come here alone, without bringing anyone, and have no murderous intention to me, then you are a bad person for others, and in my eyes, a waste. I will make you feel at ease and leave directly. Such a person has no cooperative value."

"Third, you come here with your confidant and test me. After the matter is broken, you are determined to solve me privately. This means you are a suspicious person. You don't believe in the strange situation, and you don't believe that they will let you go if you know that you have a close relationship with me."

"And you are cruel and ruthless, and you have no idea of ​​pity for a woman who just died of a loved one."

"In addition to the above two points, you are still very greedy. When I reported those things just now, your pace was speeding up. It was not that you wanted to leave, but that you wanted to set a safe distance and prepare to notify others to kill me. What you are holding in your hand should be a spell scroll or an inscription scroll that you can use immediately."

Nancy was unshirkable to discuss some of Donald's possible behaviors and the significance of representation.

"It's all Goniz told you?"

Donald didn't believe there was so much in that letter.

"No, he only told me about my behavior and meaning, and everything else came to my mind. And Goniz's letter clearly stated that only if you make the third choice will you agree to my conditions and be qualified to inherit his legacy."

Nancy suddenly grinned, leaned forward slightly, her eyes widened, and her expression was a little weird.

"In your description, I'm not a good person. Are you sure you won't be killed by me?"

Donald asked, raising his hand and touching his chin.

"This is just a general description. I can say it in another way. Maybe you will feel better."

"Suspicious means being erect and not easily trapped."

"A cruel heart means decisive in killing and will not hesitate."

"Greed means that as long as something touches you, you will be the most loyal ally before something better appears!"

“I have everything left by Goniz in my hand.”

"Donald Grant, tell me, do you want it?"
Chapter completed!