Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Backlund is 4 meters above the ground.

Marquis's Mansion·Study.

Marquis Patrice Haydon sat in his study, awake all night.

The exiles' riot happened a few nights ago. The Marquis's residence was not affected much, but the briefing delivered the next morning was really shocking.

Patrice considered himself a rough man, a retired general due to injury, and this kind of thing should not be his responsibility. The ones who should be worried are the active military officers in charge of the city's internal affairs and the government civil servants.

But his title, salary and aristocratic upbringing did not allow Patrice to sit here quietly.

In the past two days, he made many phone calls to his old civil servant friends, but the results were not optimistic. He couldn't even get through to some of them.

The warm sunlight shone on Patrice, but he felt a little cold.

The phone rang again. Patrice was even a little happy when he saw the number, but after a moment he hung up and fell into deeper silence.

It was Mrs. Mia Haydon calling.

The good news is that Mia will not go to the starry sky to carry out missions in the near future; the bad news is that Mia will not return to the Earl's Mansion in a short time.

Patrice sometimes felt that he owed Mia something. She was such a smart, steady, gentle and persistent woman, with a maturity that did not belong to her age and a bright future, but she was willing to leave all her work at Abraham and marry a man who was more than 20 years older than her.

This marriage was destined to be difficult. The age difference of more than 20 years and the sensitive identities of the two people made their relationship encounter many obstacles, but Pacris went against all odds and brought Mia out of Abraham.

It was Mia who brought him out of the trauma of his injuries and helped him face life again.

The Marquis once felt a little guilty. If Mia had not married him, she would have become the technical backbone of the Abraham family's great cause, and might even have explored the starry sky and gone down in history.

But after a series of late night talks, the Marquis realized that not all Abrahams were so yearning for the starry sky.

"Thank you for saving me from fate."

Mia's feelings towards the starry sky are so complicated. Unlike her sister's simple but profound fear and disgust, she deeply loves the boundless starry sky and the complicated technical work in her hands.

But she also hated the ruthless starry sky. She hated it for taking away her parents, hated it for taking away all of her sister's courage and faith, and hated it for using its beauty and mystery to trap generation after generation of Abrahams to willingly die for it and become its tiny food.

Patrice recalled Mia's call over and over again. Since Mia returned to Abraham's house, their daily calls have been strictly monitored and restricted.

He had no idea what was happening between him and Abraham, and could only sit in this study and think about it over and over again.

He wished Mia to realize her self-worth through the starry sky roaming technology, but was also afraid that she would eventually fall into the vast starry sky that she hated.

After a long thought, Patrice found that there was little he could do for Mia. He sighed and dialed another number.

"Hello, this is Lynn Venturi Van der Rohe, Uncle Patrice, long time no see."

The young man on the phone was still as enthusiastic and energetic as I remembered.

"Lin En, is there any news about your mother recently?"

"No, she's still on duty, and we haven't spoken recently."

"What about your sister?"

"No, we haven't talked for a while."

"Okay, okay, no news is the best news..."

Patrice said solemnly.

"Kid, take care of yourself."

Lin En was keenly aware of the serious atmosphere and subtle tone on the phone, and his voice became solemn.

"Well, Marquis, I wish you good health."

Patrice hung up the phone and sighed deeply.

Lynn is a good kid...

It's a pity that he is too young and is not old enough to know some things. Or it's a good thing that he is still a child and doesn't have to face the chaos and darkness.

If such a child were to be allowed to fight in the police station, then this world would be too cruel...

Patrice looked out the window.

Backlund... is about to change.

******

Backlund 347 meters above ground:

Tesla headquarters office.

Sander Tesla held young BB Tesla in his arms and sat in front of the computer, entering the website according to his sister's last instructions.

【Fully automatic online wishing machine welcomes you】.

Looking at the simple and crude page design and the two-pound payment button, Sander hesitated for a moment and recalled the instructions of his sister Shining Tesla.

“The first wish is to remove all the pollution from BB.

“The second wish is for the future of Tesla.

"Don't ever make a third wish."

Thinking of his sister's sacrifice, Sander couldn't help but feel sad. He began to sigh again, and felt that the keyboard was so hot that he couldn't type a single letter.

He sighed and simply left his seat to get a glass of water.

Seeing Xander's indecisiveness, BB simply climbed out of the stroller, entered his account information, and typed his first wish.

BB even gave Sander a look of contempt when he came back.

******

Backlund is 0 meters above the ground.

Suburban Highway 86.

A few days had passed since the incident at the well, and Fors had been staying in the apartment provided by Tesla without going out.

The curtains were not drawn and were always closed day and night.

Fors curled up in a corner of the room, wrapped in a blanket. The experience of that night in the well kept replaying in her mind day and night.

No matter how many times he washed his hands, the feeling of holding the gun and pulling the trigger that night still remained in his hands, and the Shining's last smile was deeply imprinted in Fors's eyes.

[After this is over, let's go out and take a look around Backlund. ]

What is this……

Is this a will?

Fors instinctively resisted this, but the huge label of "Last Wish" made her feel suffocated.

She stood at the door of the apartment for a long time. Finally, she couldn't bear the condemnation of her conscience and walked out of the house.

Fors originally wanted to rent a car and go to Margaret Park in the suburbs to see the beautiful scenery on behalf of Shining, her short-lived friend. But when she saw that the park was even outside the Backlund boundary, Fors hesitated again.

At this moment, the car in front of me rolled down the window, and a black gun barrel extended from the passenger seat.

"drive."

Why is Hermann here?

Under the threat of life and death, Fors obediently got in the car and drove south on Highway 86.

Finally, Fors braked and stopped on the side of the road.

She couldn't bear it any longer and got off the car. She stood in front of Backlund's boundary marker, unable to move forward any further.

The stone tablet with black characters on a white background stood in front of Fors's feet. It was only as high as his calf, but it weighed on Fors's heart like a mountain.

Looking back on her life of more than 20 years, Fors had never left Backlund. Now this place was even the farthest place she had ever been.

Outside Backlund was a completely unfamiliar place to Fors. If she had been in the apartment before, she had had a faint longing and imagination for the place outside the boundary marker, but now, the other side of the boundary marker was filled with a strong sense of unknown and fear.

Beyond this step…what will it be?

Is it the forest the teacher described? Is it the snowy mountain the classmates talked about? Is it...

Suddenly, a big hand pushed hard, and before Fors could prepare himself mentally, he stumbled over the boundary marker.

"Hey you……"

Fors was suddenly stunned.

She left Backlund.

A small tarot card floated down in her field of vision, flashed by, and then a large number of memories flooded into her mind.

【Magician】, reset!

Fors stood up quickly and turned around to look.

This is German Sparrow.

The air was quiet for half a second.

Fors disappeared on the spot with a look of horror on her face.