The Magician of Clow

Chapter 260: The Pearl of the Night
"Brother! Good luck~"

Fangran waved his hand and said with a bright smile on his face, but Ye Sheng, who was angry because he was not caught by Ye Ya, had a cold look in his eyes, so he could only obediently follow Meng Lang, who was about to be interrogated later, looking at Fang Ran The same expression as the Chinese New Year.

There is a kind of discomfort like being fed shit while being in a huge vortex.

Although I don't know what happened to the night crow just now
But this fucker in front of me must be my brother! ! !
Looking at Meng Lang who was taken away by Ye Sheng, Fangran stretched slowly, and then showed a 'broken' expression as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Brother Ai, I suddenly remembered that I still have something left in the boat, so I'll go first!"

Fangran said to Si Ai, then turned and ran towards the night pearl, Si Ai waved his hand at his back, leaning on the railing to enjoy the night.

The night was high in the sky, and the air was hazy for a while.

Ye Ya, who had been cut off by Ye Sheng's sword, reappeared. Her long silver hair rose in the sea breeze. She floated high above the sky, looking at the night pearl in the sea below who was being rescued by the Jiaolong.

The huge hull was flooded in several places, and there were traces of shelling everywhere on the side of the ship. The five-story cruise ship building was riddled with holes by Jean's ability. From the interior to the bow deck, she used Mobiu The 'road' blasted by Si, the ground on the deck was made a big hole by the battle between Mogg and Meng Lang, and the open-air deck where the carnival party had been held was scorched everywhere by the spread of flames.

The original night pearl has gone through this night and has become what it is now.

Night Crow looked at it, the dark hexagram was still sealed everywhere on the ship, but it was slowly dissipating.

Then he sighed softly, as if he didn't want to face a very troublesome matter, but sensing the position of the card handed over to that person, Ye Ya still flapped his dragon wings, avoiding everyone's sight, and looked down The night pearl flew down.

【Pull out the card】Activate in front of her.

She was wearing a grade A nightgear, and her figure in a pitch-black night gown pierced directly into the pitch-black round hole in front of her.

Swimming through the walls of the ship like a fish, she finally came to a room.

Resplendent and magnificent, bright lights, luxurious carpets, expensive hanging paintings, various elegant and noble works of art in transparent glass cabinets, every piece of furniture reveals their expensive and valuable prices.

In the small room, all kinds of decorations are well arranged, giving a sense of nobility but not vulgarity.

And more importantly, after so many battles and chaos tonight, this room has not been affected at all.

"Ugh."

After seeing this room, the last bit of hope in my heart was shattered.

Ye Ya slowly walked inside, and then saw a young man sitting at an afternoon tea table used by nobles, drinking an unknown black tea. The collar stay is out of place with the surrounding.

Seeing the dark figure suddenly appearing and walking, the young man was not surprised at all, blinked his eyes, and smiled at the silver-haired night crow holding a teacup, like a gentleman accosting a beautiful woman, but his voice was clear and sweet.

"I thought you'd come later."

"Do you still want to use this look? I remember that I should be able to untie it by yourself."

Ye Ya looked at him and sighed, the young man smiled indifferently, raised the cup of black tea and took a sip.

"It's okay, I don't care, since you haven't let go of your disguise, wouldn't it be rude for me to remove my acting skills first."

Said with a light smile, then he blinked at Night Crow in a dark dress:

"Still, looking at myself and talking to myself feels uncomfortable."

Ugh.

With a long sigh in his heart, Ye Ya said no, Fangran looked at the 'self' in front of him speechlessly, and then removed the effect of the [Magic Card].

[Phantom Card] disappeared, and the illusion of camouflage on the two of them dissipated at the same time.

The gender was reversed, and Fangran was still wearing the top-notch luxurious attire he had at the ball. Due to the squandering of magic energy to support the [shield] throughout the whole process, it was not wet by the heavy rain.

And the other side is the same.

His silver-gray long hair is tied up in a beautiful and noble style, and the bright silver evening dress outlines his exquisite and slender figure. His snow-white shoulders and nape are pale, his arms are exposed to the air, his collarbone is sexy, and his shoulder blades are like Butterflies take off.

With silver-gray pupils, his face was perfect and delicate.

It's just that the cute little animal temperament is gone.

"Won't you sit down and have a cup of tea?"

With a charming smile on the corner of Monica's mouth, she invited Fangran. Behind her, the old man O'Brien who was standing respectfully walked aside, opened a chair for Fangran, and made black tea.

Looking at the silver-bearded old man at the ball who was frightened by his aura, Fangran twitched his mouth, and then sat down slowly.

Oh, my God, is it really so unlucky? !
Fangran silently recalled the first time he met Monica.

He still wondered how he was so lucky to ask about the whereabouts of the brooch the first time, and then glanced at the color in the other's eyes.

There is a feeling of being somewhat like myself.

But thinking it wouldn't be so unlucky, Fangran didn't see through the other party. When he learned that she was the granddaughter of the owner of the Night Pearl at the ball, Fangran was actually relieved when he was speechless in shock and panicked. .

It seems that the other party is still a pitiful girl, and finally she is not in such a bad situation as she guessed to hide her personality.

But now it seems
The current situation is three times worse than what he originally guessed
"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be a participant."

Monica blew the hot air of black tea in the luxurious enamel teacup, her silver-gray pupils and eyelids drooped, her voice was clear and unhurried, with a sense of superior dignity and elegance as well as the sensual smile from the corners of her mouth. Invisibly mysterious and charming.

The most direct shock to Fangran was that Monica at this moment was like another version of Ling.

"Each each other."

"When did you see through me?"

Monica raised her head and looked at Fangran curiously with her beautiful silver-gray pupils.

"A normal girl wouldn't chase me out of the safe ballroom after seeing a monster like a black cloak appearing behind me."

Fangran sighed softly and helplessly, raised his head and calmly looked at Monica in front of him, and didn't say that he was a little suspicious when they first met.

The two took off their masks at the same time and had a direct showdown.

"Indeed, that's a good point."

Monica smiled softly, as if she didn't care about being accused of her mistakes.

"Brother Si Ai, were you hired?"

Sitting on the chair, Fangran looked at Mo Ni, who was so beautiful and outrageous after throwing away her disguise of a small animal at this moment, and putting on a mature and mysterious, charming chuckle, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking. Ka, asked.

"Well, that's right, only the participant can fight against the participant, although I know he has the idea of ​​stealing the electromagnetic pulse data from me after something happens."

Monica explained casually, she didn't seem to care about the content in her charming chuckle.

"So you already knew what was going to happen tonight?"

Hearing the other party's soft tone, Fangran suddenly felt powerless. The people in front of him were the kind he was least good at dealing with.

"I know a lot of things, such as the female spy who has been collecting information to find out where the electromagnetic pulse data is. For example, you who secretly boarded the ship from the stern last night near the early morning."

Monica put down the enamel teacup in her hand, intertwined her hands, gently supported her chin, tilted her head and said to Fangran with a charming chuckle.

Under the brilliant light, her snow-white skin, especially the low neckline and the white bulge made Fangran feel a little dazzling, so she looked away.

And Monica, who saw this scene, smiled even more charmingly.

"However, I didn't expect that that force would deploy such a large force tonight. To be honest, it exceeded my expectations from the moment the storm rolled up."

Monica smiled and stared at Fangran. She in a bright silver evening dress and Fangran in a suit and leather shoes were sitting on both sides of the table at the moment, like lovers talking.

"Maybe they got the information about me on the Pearl of the Night. Even if they don't know who I am, as long as they are sure, they can sink the ship."

Fangran, who couldn't stand the other party's gaze, lowered his gaze and didn't look at her, then asked:

"Do you have any grudge against them?"

"Hate? That's not it."

Monica seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere at the moment, and explained to Fang Ran that she almost answered every question.

"They just want Fisseld's huge financial empire under my name."

"Of course, by the way, it is also their purpose to kill most of the European nobles and some of your Chinese economic pillars, so that the places where they are located will fall into chaos and economic recession."

Hearing the words that his distant self could not understand at all, Fangran exhaled softly.

"Yes, that's it."

Is this the root cause of tonight? In addition to the drawings and materials of the electromagnetic pulse, the other party has planned so many targets.

"So thanks to you participants, my ball, my night pearl is completely ruined."

Monica raised the corner of her mouth and said to Fangran forcefully with an unknown meaning.

Hearing what she said, Fangran opened his mouth immediately, not knowing how to answer her, but he knew that he couldn't afford it anyway.

"That. You should go to those people."

Fangran sighed and wanted to explain that he felt that talking to the woman he was least good at dealing with for so long was beyond his ability.

"Ah"

"Do you know why this cruise ship is called Night Pearl?"

But Monica laughed suddenly, instead of continuing to tease Fangran, she asked instead.

Fangran was taken aback, Monica didn't seem to think that he would be able to answer, and continued, with her right hand lightly wrapping around a lock of her hair:
"Because this was a gift given to me by the previous owner of Fieseld, my father, when I was 15 years old by leaving a letter."

"So named after me."

Seeing Fangran stunned, she smiled, then sat up straight, her right hand gracefully and casually hooked the crystal hairpin of her bristling hair, and untied the hairstyle that she originally used to disguise the fact that she didn't like it .

The silver-gray long hair slipped down, the slightly raised snow-white chin and the curved corners of the mouth, the silver dress and the bright jewelry brought out the temptation and elegance of the upper class, the top ladies, and even more strongly.
After taking off the pair of tortoiseshell glasses, she seemed to have switched her personality, and the aura on her body was extremely strong and far surpassed that of the old man O'Brien at the previous ball!
Monica stood up, with her perfect smile under her silver-gray pupils, she stared at Fangran with a condescending smile.

"Re-introduction,"

"Veronica O'brien"

"This is mine, and it is also the name of Fisld's current owner. Not many people know this name, so I hope you can remember it."

(End of this chapter)