Afternoon, Tuesday, August 15th, Firth Railway Station.

Enid sat alone on a painted bench at the Firth train station.

She is currently wearing a black formal shirt and trousers that are standard for Wharton gentlemen. She has a hand luggage, which only contains some daily changes of clothes, daily necessities, a silver bracelet, a long sword, and a few newspapers.

She left the armor in Firth, because she did not return to Wharton as a disciple of the Pure White Knight, but returned to the political center of this country as the daughter of the Chancellor.

Teacher George was recovering from his injuries and could not come to see him off. Originally, Mayo and Abel would at least come here to see him off because of their status. However, their whereabouts are now unknown, and they are lucky to be alive.

Yvette also found him this morning with a small box with a strange shape. She said with an apologetic face that she couldn't come because she had something urgent to do, and then ran away jumping up and down.

Yvette is this kind of person, she acts casually, but is more trustworthy than anyone else. The white-haired girl smiled helplessly.

And Wright, no, he should be called Hevin.

Will Hevin come to see her off? Enid doesn't know the answer, and she doesn't know if she is looking forward to Hevin's appearance.

She just sat silently on the bench, waiting for the passage of time.

A little boy was running down the aisle, his mother scolding him from behind.

However, the boy turned around and made a face at his mother as he ran, and the woman panted and shouted loudly after him.

While running and jumping, the boy suddenly found himself floating.

He turned his head and saw a tall figure and a pillar directly in front of him.

Enid put the boy back on the ground and whispered:

"Don't go to public places and play around."

Although the girl's voice was very soft, the boy immediately retracted his neck into his collar and said cautiously:

"sorry."

The woman finally caught up with her child:

"I'm sorry for causing you any trouble."

Enid smiled softly:

"fine."

The woman said gratefully:

"You are such a good person."

Enid glanced at the boy:

"Don't do this again."

The little boy immediately hid behind his mother.

The woman said angrily:

"Say thank you quickly."

The boy grabbed the woman's thigh and revealed half of his face:

"Thanks."

Enid nodded and left before the woman could continue to thank her.

She turned around and found that the bench she had just made already had new owners. They were two young and beautiful girls, covering their mouths and giggling, chatting happily with their faces.

Seeing this, she said nothing, walked directly to the two girls, and held her suitcase.

The girls continued chatting as if they didn't see her.

She turned around and was about to leave.

The girl with brown curly hair said:

"You know? The latest rich man?"

The girl with a golden ponytail blinked curiously:

"Which one?"

The brown-haired girl waved her hand:

"Who else could it be? Of course it would be the rich man Wright. You know, the one who donated a lot of money to the church."

The ponytail girl nodded repeatedly:

"Oh, I've heard that he even donated money to the school..."

The curly-haired girl interrupted her:

"If you ask me, no matter how much these rich people donate, they should. I heard my cousin in college say that capital is bad. Anyway, the source of the money of the rich is unknown."

Enid's pace slowed considerably.

The blond girl smiled awkwardly, because both of their families were considered very good, and they were already so-called rich people in the eyes of most people.

Her unaware friend continued:

"This is not the point. Let me tell you, have you heard? There are many innocent civilians missing?"

The blonde girl raised her eyebrows:

"Have it?"

Her best friend continued:

"I don't know very well, but I heard that those missing people were captured by an evil capitalist, and the blood in their bodies was extracted and injected into a huge machine. Then the machine would start on its own and produce various products.

Plant something.”

The blond girl looked at her best friend in confusion:

"What does that have to do with Wright?"

The curly-haired girl said mysteriously:

"You don't know why Wright has so much money? It's because he secretly captured homeless people and used their blood to run the evil machine to create goods in exchange for wealth."

The blonde girl said with a bitter smile:

"Where did you hear about this?"

The brown-haired girl did not answer directly:

"This is a secret, as long as you know it."

despair.

The heel of the boot struck the ground.

"excuse me."

A white-haired girl who seemed to have stepped out of a fairy tale smiled politely. Her hair was like diamonds, reflecting an inexplicable silver light in the sun, which made the two of them feel a little dazzling.

The blonde girl blurted out:

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Enid narrowed her eyes and smiled:

"I'm very interested in the story you just talked about. Can you tell me in detail?"

The brown-haired girl frowned and looked at the exquisite doll in front of her that made her feel ashamed:

"Do I know you? Why should I tell you."

Enid continued to smile and said:

"What if I ask you sincerely?"

The brown-haired girl ignored her friend's eyes and said:

"Even if you kneel down and beg me, I have no obligation to tell strangers the content of my chat."

Enid continued to smile and nodded:

"What you said makes sense."

The white-haired girl is not very good at dealing with this situation. She is a good person and has always been so.

Enid tried hard to recall the violent emotions that once surged in her body, the evil terror that filled her brain after she lost her mind.

A rage that scares the weak.

Enid opened her eyes.

The curly-haired girl facing her was startled, because what existed in Enid's eye sockets were not human eyes, but a pair of pure white lizard vertical pupils.

Then the girl felt the pull of huge power, and the strong, cold and delicate hands grasped her throat tightly.

Enid held her chin and pulled the brown curly-haired girl up:

"This is my place, you know?"

The brown-haired girl looked at the evil lizard eyes staring at her, as if the person in front of her would open her mouth and turn into a monster at any time and swallow her whole.

She said with trembling all over:

"I want to hire a lawyer..."

Enid's hand pulled her toward her with slight force, making the other person feel the pain without leaving any sequelae:

"My mother is a justice."

The lower body of the brown-haired girl went limp:

"Please get around me."

Enid blew into the girl's face, and a slight cold tingling sensation spread all over her face:

"I won't hurt you. As long as you are obedient, you will be obedient, right? Right?"

Enid's pupils turned strangely, then stood up into slits.
Chapter completed!