Primordial Sequence

It wasn't until the magic faded that the coldness and stickiness around Camus gradually dissipated. Camus took a deep breath and asked, "Are you tortured by these things?"

Card Xiu shook his head, "Everyone is the same, the black scholars are relatively well, the 'gravekeepers' and the 'polar guardians' are the most painful. One watched his soul and body being corroded, and the other watched helplessly. Turn yourself into an elemental life."

Speaking of this, Camus paused and said, "Actually, when I was going to be promoted to Gravekeeper, Mr. '12" stopped me and gave me a bottle of Black Scholar potion. Now it seems that I made the right choice, Gravekeeper. It's too awful.

Camus turned to look at the pendulum clock and saw that it was almost four o'clock in the middle of the night. "Go to bed. There is a bedroom next to me. You said it's time for the Aurora Society to come, right?"

Card Xiu put the magic book into his arms, "It's only been the past few days. I don't know what's going on down there in the lower streets. I'm so sleepy. Go to sleep and we'll talk tomorrow."

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In the lower streets, Fiona and the new priest of the Sun Church were looking at the slaughterhouse over there with ugly expressions.

"What information do you have? Could it be a cultist?" Fiona looked at the scene with a frosty expression.

"No, the scene smells like Sequence 4, and the wounds were caused by these tables, chairs and benches." The newly appointed light priest is a young man with blond hair. He squatted on the ground and pressed the wounds for comparison, and expressed his conclusion.

"Tables, chairs and benches? You said you can do it with poker?" Fiona looked thoughtful.

The blond young man shook off the blood, stood up, looked around, and walked to the candle array with the oil lamp in hand.

"It's a ritual in the other world. It seems like the other party is sacrificing or summoning something. Poker may not necessarily do it. They are not that stupid."

Fiona pressed the hilt of her sword and pondered for a moment, "Even if it's not them, it must be related to them. Can you find any traces? Mr. Shu Rock."

Shu Lock took the branch and drew a picture on the ground, "The murderer is a Sequence Four, and he used a ritual from the other world."

After saying that, Shu Lock picked up a pen and a painting from the ground and pointed it at Connor, "The common people can't afford this thing. Go find out who this person is."

The church member next to him took a closer look at Connor's face, then bowed and retreated.

Shu Lock pinched his nose and said, "Why do things always happen here? Ms. Fiona, do you have a makeup artist over there? If you want to know what's going on here, the only way is to find a makeup artist."

Fiona nodded, "I know a makeup artist, do you want to go with me?"

Shu Locke raised his head, his golden eyes showing a curious look, "I have long heard that there is a makeup artist in Cadde City, and it is still unorganized. Is it Relimon Camou? Then Go check it out.”

Fiona nodded, turned around, jumped on the carriage, and rushed to Golden Oak Street with Shu Lock.

Late at night, a carriage stopped at the door of Camus' house. When Xiu Milo looked at the house, a look of disgust appeared on his face, "These guys always don't follow the rules. There are evil spirits in this house, and they still kill people." The kind that attracted a lot of people.”

Fiona looked at the house expressionlessly. If there weren't too many people dead, she wouldn't have bothered to deal with this crazy believer. However, Camus actually raised an evil spirit, which was pretty good.

"Dong dong, Mr. Camus, I'm sorry to bother you late at night. We have something urgent to do with you."

Camus had already been woken up by Nicole, saying that two powerful people had opened the door, one was a female swordsman, and the other was as hot as the sun. After hearing these statements, Camus knew that something happened in the lower streets. .

"Squeak, good evening, Ms. Fiona... Going to bed late will cause dark circles under your eyes."

Fiona smiled and said, "I come to you for late-night tea, you won't welcome me, right?"

"Oh, I always welcome friends. Ms. Nicole, could you please make me a few cups of coffee... um, four cups. Card Xiu is also up."

Card repair upstairs heard the noise and got up in the night. He looked at Shu Lock upstairs with a curious expression. The familiar aura was exactly the same as the captain's. Is it a light ceremony?

"Good evening, Ms. Fiona and all my friends."

Shu Locke showed a disgusted expression when he saw Kamuo, and even more disgusted when he saw Kamuo again.

"Two heretics, you actually used an evil spirit as a maid. Aren't you afraid of being poisoned by her?"

Upon hearing this, Camus turned to look at Shu Locke, "Oh, sir, you are actually a Light Priest like my former captain. Are you from the Church of the Sun?"

Seeing Camus' calm greeting, Shu Locke nodded and stopped talking. Fiona rubbed her eyebrows and didn't bother to introduce her. Anyway, she just came to ask what happened over there. He, Shu Locke, was not qualified. Allow yourself to be introduced in person.

"Mr. Camoo, there was a bloody incident in the lower streets. I want you to help us find the murderer. This is the reward."

Looking at the money bag handed over by Fiona, Camus showed a satisfied smile. This is easy to say. It doesn't matter if he is dark or not, as long as he has money, it's easy. These two people are really timely.

"Ahem, this is what I should do. Please come in." Kamiao squeezed the money bag, estimated the amount, and invited the two of them into the house.

As the fireplace burned, the warm air made everyone relax a little. Fiona came over with four cups of coffee, "Mr. Camus, this is the coffee you asked for."

Fiona's eyes lit up when she saw such a maid. "Mr. Camoo, is your maid an evil spirit? What can she do?"

Camus smiled and said, "She doesn't know much. She can at most make coffee, cook, wash clothes, clean up the house, and look after the house." Camus looked at Nicole when she said this.

"Didn't I ask you to make some food tonight? I forgot about it. Where is the food you made?"

A strange light appeared on Nicole's face, "Sir, are you sure you want to eat what I made? I was really embarrassed to serve it out before. Maybe it doesn't look very beautiful."

Camus waved his hand and said, "Go get it and I'll try the taste."

Fiona watched the maid float away and wondered if she should have an evil maid at home. It looked great.

"Ahem... Mr. Camus, I hope you can help us." Shu Locke's expression was still a little gloomy, and this place made him feel uncomfortable.

Kamiao saw that the other party was anxious, thought for a moment, and then spoke calmly.

"You guys wait here while I look for your answers. Tell me the specific location and time?"

Fiona took a sip of coffee and felt that it tasted pretty good. She made up her mind to get an evil maid at home.

Shu Locke pondered for a moment, recalled the scene, and gave the specific information.

"Near No. 600 Lower Street, Caddick City. It was about 1 o'clock in the evening. I want to know who did it."

Kamiao complained silently in his heart, so what if you know who it is? He is a high-ranking person, and he can get money just by pretending. This business is so good.

"Ahem, wait a moment, I'll be back as soon as I can."

Watching Camus leave, Shu Milo felt very strange, but he couldn't express it.

Back in the room, Camus was about to take out a pen and write a message, but suddenly remembered that the pen must have been left at the scene, and was stunned.

"No, it shouldn't be found out, right? That thing isn't too rare. I hope it's okay."

After more than ten minutes, Camus tidied up her clothes, walked downstairs, and handed the two of them a piece of paper.

Fiona took it and took a look, showing a strange expression.

"Sequence Four, a noble person in white clothes, a woman, a loser in the second era."

"Mr. Kamio, is that all?" Xiu Milo felt bad when he saw the answer. The answer was too vague.

Camus smiled bitterly inwardly. If I said that the criminal was a high-order person, that would be doubtful. A little makeup artist could predict the high-order person. No one would believe it.

"Well, that's all."

Fiona took a look and had no choice but to turn her head and look at Shu Lock.

"Check it out. Even the makeup artist can't predict the specific information. The opponent must be very powerful."

Ka Xiu glanced at the note sideways, took a sip of coffee, and showed a satisfied look. "Eh...why did I think of Queen of Diamonds Syndra? Could it be her?"

"Sindra?" Fiona said her name in confusion, and then looked at the information on the note. It completely matched Syndra's logo, and she was stunned.

"It can't really be her, right? Isn't she dead?"