Primordial Sequence

Golden Oak No. 77, which had been dormant for a long time, welcomed its owner again, and a happy, lively, and beautiful elf lady was added to the family.

"Niko..." Camus' deep and silent voice sounded, its red and blue eyes staring at the door handle of his house. In a sense, he didn't need to bring a key.

"...You are back home...Mr. Camoo? Oh my god, you have completely disappeared for a week. Do you know how many people have come to see you in the past few days? I can't sleep well every day, and I can't let them go at will. Come in, these nobles and gentlemen are so active." Nicole opened the door with her skirt in hand and stood elegantly by the door. She complained loudly when she saw Camus.

"This is this?" Lux's confused and gentle voice sounded, her fair face slightly curious, her silvery and bright eyes looking at Nico quietly.

"Oh... this is Nicole, our housekeeper... maid." said the maid Camus with a slightly embarrassed look on her face, muttering to herself that this was a maid who couldn't cook and was arrogant.

"Maid? I understand, hello, my name is Lux." Lux happily extended her hand, looked at Neeko with a smile, and introduced herself.

At this time, Nicole was also attracted by this elf lady wearing a white palace dress, with fair skin and clear eyes. She looked at the other person and slowly stretched out her arm. The evil spirit can have certain physical effects in a short period of time, as long as But her palms were extremely cold, no different from ice cubes.

"You..." Lux's skin trembled when the other party's cold palm stung her. Only then did she realize that this lady seemed a little unreal, and there seemed to be a layer of mist on her face.

"Evil spirits are a special kind of life. To put it simply, except that they do not have the nature of life, they are no different from humans." Kamius introduced with a smile, and his body and mind gradually relaxed.

"Evil spirit?" Lux looked at Nico again and murmured quietly, thinking that she must study more and strive to become a person like Susie.

"This is my sister Relimon Lux. I feel deeply sorry for your situation. Are there many people looking for me recently?" Camus took off the top hat and put it on the coat rack and asked with a relaxed expression.

Nicole gently lifted her skirt to get out of the way. She looked at Lux with a smile, a long-lost smile on her face.

"My name is Nicole, Ms. Lux, and I am also the owner of this house."

After Nico said hello to Lux, she looked back at Camus, who had already walked to the sofa. There was a hint of helplessness on her face, and her tone was full of the resentment of a child.

"Many, at least more than ten people came to you. By the way... a beautiful lady named Anna came to you with a box. Since you were not there, she put the box on the window sill." As she spoke, Nicole said His eyes turned to the red-glossy cabinet. There was a mahogany-looking box on it, with complex and beautiful patterns vaguely visible on it.

"Box?" Kamius' body stiffened as he sat down, and he also turned his attention to the box on the cabinet.

"Huh..." Seeing Camus's eyes shift to the box, Nicole waved her arm gently. The box suddenly floated and flew into Camus' hands at a slow speed. After doing this, Nicole He turned his gaze to Lux, with clear eyes and a gentle tone of inquiry.

"Ms. Lux, do you want black tea or coffee? Although my cooking skills are poor, my tea-making skills are still good."

"Oh...Thank you, Ms. Nicole...coffee will be fine." Lux was looking at the house carefully, feeling slightly moved. This was her own home. At least it looked very good. Many of the furniture were new. She heard Hearing Nico's gentle voice, he came back to his senses and spoke softly.

At this time, Camus's eyes were attracted by the mahogany box in his hand. This box should be the reward Anna gave him, and it should contain the materials he requested from Monty Smith.

"Pa..." Along with the box, there were three palm-sized glass jars in the box. There were also some words and symbols written on the jars, which seemed to be a kind of charm.

Camus carefully picked up a bottle. The light from outside the door shone in, and a pair of eyes filled with white fluid, half white and half black, with a savage flavor appeared in Camus' eyes.

Could this be the eyes of a wyvern? Camus already had the answer in his heart, so he put it back gently. In the second bottle was a plant filled with starlight, with white roots swaying from side to side. Even during the day, Camus was sure that it was starlight.

"Starlight Grass?" Camus muttered, his eyes full of curiosity, why does this plant seem to be alive? This is one of the materials needed for the "Faceless Man Potion".

Camus carefully put down the bottle containing the Star Grass and took out the bottom bottle. Suddenly, a strange red light spread from the box. Camus felt that the bottle in his hand seemed to be beating, beating rhythmically and with a warm texture. , as if it were warm jade.

"This..." As the glass bottle appeared in Camus' sight, Camus was suddenly surprised. It was a piece of meat the size of a fist, a piece of red flesh that beat regularly. From the outside, it looked like the red meat was squirming and beating in the bottle. , even through the bottle of Camus, you can feel the strong vitality inside it.

"What on earth is it?" Camus seemed to have an unknown sense of fear in his heart, as if this piece of flesh contained some powerful and evil power.

"This was sent by Monty Smith. I didn't specify what materials I wanted at first. Although I felt a little dangerous, nothing seemed to have happened." Camus solemnly put the piece of flesh and blood into the mahogany box, waiting for the future. Chances are, ask Monty Smith.

Caldecott City, Port District, Home Bar.

Akali is sitting on a stool, with a glass of red and green wine in front of her. She hears the loud noise in the bar, and the tip of her nose is filled with the strong smell of alcohol, food, bad perfume, sweat, and fish. Fishy, ​​pungent smell.

In this dim, lively, complicated, and dirty-talking environment, Akali picked up the wine glass and took a sip with an expressionless expression. She felt the spicy taste and mellow wine aroma in her mouth. Li's eyes flashed slightly and she pulled up her clothes.

"I need information, from the sea." After Akali took a sip of wine, she slowly raised her head. The bartender who was mixing drinks in his eyes looked stunned. He opened his mouth slightly, and a room number appeared. In Akali's ear.

"2-17", a low and soft voice sounded. As soon as Akali heard it, she stood up gently, glanced at the black curtain on the left, and walked over firmly. She seemed to be a ghost, perfectly avoiding the complexity. The crowd quickly opened the black curtain and walked in.

Behind the black curtain is a passage filled with gas lamps. On both sides of the passage are rooms with room numbers. Except for a few gatekeepers at the door, it is unprecedentedly quiet, which is in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle outside.

"Room number..." Several gatekeepers looked at Akali before speaking calmly.

"2-17" a voice that could not be heard with emotion or emotion sounded. Upon hearing this, several gatekeepers stepped aside and watched Akali walk to the door of room 2-17, push the door open and walk in.