The vest magic changes the earth

"Mr. Cresnik, sir! Please wait a moment." A blond woman caught up with the dark-haired young man in front of him, who had stood in front of the TV in the lobby for a while before turning away until he heard her shouted, stopped and raised his eyes to look at her.

Those blue-green eyes are like the sky reflected on the melancholy surface of the Aegean Sea in winter, the eyelashes are extraordinarily long, and they look like quivering wings when looking up at people, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the arc of the side face is smooth and beautiful.

Even though they had met face to face at the excavation site, seeing them face to face now still made the blond lady's heart skip a beat.

He draped his hair down today, and the lady found that the face of this ancient witcher was actually quite handsome, and the face under the long hair was close to indistinguishable.

Cresnik waited quietly for her to speak.

"It's late, are you going out?" she asked.

"Walking around, I'm just curious." Cresnik answered her, and then took a step out of the door when the other party didn't react.

He is now walking on the streets of Milan, surrounded by bustling crowds, and the night is bright when the lights are on.

Cresnik thought for a while, looked behind him, and walked into a small alley.

The warm yellow light on the street disappeared into the alley, and he walked into the darkness, never coming out again.

After a while, a black cat with blue-green eyes appeared on the wall, jumped lightly twice, and disappeared into the city.

The personnel following him hurried into the alley, and after a while came out in a daze and went back to report.

"He disappeared?" the President of the United States asked with a frown.

"Yes, we saw him walk in, and there was no other exit from that alley."

"Hey, sir, I think this is normal." A scholar next to him interjected.

He's the latest to call in local folklore and mythologists, and life has been easier for them since the mysterious incident.It was originally an unpopular profession among the unpopular, all relying on generating electricity with love, and the graduates eat chaff, but now they can become the guest of the president.

"How?" asked the President.

"According to the information we searched, Kresnik is a vampire hunter in southeastern European folklore, mainly spread in Croatia. He can turn into an animal at night. He has superhuman strength and courage. His name comes from the cross. , is a symbol of faith and light." The expert said, and added in his heart that I already sorted out these materials and handed them over to you last night, so you won't be so busy posting them on Twitter.

"In the city, there are countless stray animals. As long as he changes, we can't find him at all."

The president frowned, the feeling of being uncontrollable made him uncomfortable.

Since obtaining the silver key, the representatives of various countries have temporarily stayed in the nearby Milan.In the name of discussing the opening of the Holy Road, they gathered here temporarily, and also left Kresnik to observe and study.

If it weren't for the fact that the Pope's State is no longer the pitiful little thing that was crushed and flattened by others, it might really have the protection of the gods, and the country of the United States would have directly received this extraordinary power long ago.

......

Cresnik was running around the corner of the street, the whistling wind passed by his ears, and the red lights, green wine blurred into a neon-like spot in front of his eyes.

People passing by can feel a cool breeze under their feet, and a black shadow flies past under it.

The little black cat that Lu Yi turned into stopped in front of an elegant gray and white building. Compared with the surrounding modern high-rise buildings, it was very inconspicuous, and it was a large three-story building.

But when you look at it, there is no way to move your eyes away. The gray-white building seems to have amazing charm, its triangular arches are wide, and the pillars are carved with fine wavy patterns at the beginning and end of the wall.On the second floor, there is a balcony extending from the middle, covered with turquoise unknown plants.

In the square in front, there are patrolmen on horseback, wearing dark blue uniforms and knee-high leather boots, next to tourists in twos and threes taking photos.

This is the La Scala Opera House. After the ugly appearance of the neoclassical building, it has solidified the glory of the entire opera era since the 18th century.All the familiar operas, Verdi's "Othello", Puccini's "Madama Butterfly" and "Turandot" made their debut here.

[It's right here. 】The system said.

[Have you followed the news about the recent serial murders? Every victim has come here to watch the opera.The most recent performance is "Madame Butterfly"] Lu Yi said.

Even if this happened, the performance of "Madame Butterfly" is still going on, and it is still hard to find a ticket.

One reason is that this is the closing work of Alexandra, the most famous coloratura soprano in the country. She is known as the nightingale standing on the crown jewel of opera in this era.The second is that after this bloody news was disclosed by the media, not only did not the crowd who persuaded them quit were afraid, but on the contrary, it cast a thick layer of bloody legend on this opera.

More than blood and horror, for people, it is more interesting and exciting.

A small black cat stood on the gray bricks of the square, looking at the theater in the distance, with crystal clear blue-green eyes, as if attracted by the charm of art, it was meditating on something alone.The white dove passed in front of the cat, but it didn't even look at it, it just stared stubbornly at the theater in the distance.

The girl next to him looked at its furry head and gently wagging tail, feeling itchy and couldn't help but want to touch it.

She is a China|Chinese anchor, studying in Milan, and she has a sweet appearance. She specializes in live broadcasting some local customs and current affairs news, and has gained a lot of attention.She greeted the audience in the live broadcast room and shook the ticket stub in her hand.

"Hello water friends, I am now in the square in front of La Scala, and I am going to watch Alexandra's finale "Madama Butterfly" tonight. Everyone must have heard about the recent serial murders in Milan Well, the murderer specifically selected young girls who had seen the opera. Their bodies were found the next day, decapitated and naked."

After finishing speaking, she pursed her lips and made a trembling cute expression, "I'm so afraid of being targeted."

Most of the audience in the live broadcast room laughed heartlessly. Some people gave her gifts and encouraged her to dress up to see if she could be targeted by the murderer. Some people expressed even greater concern for the bloody details of those cases. focus on.

A few sporadic remarks that were worried because of the frequent occurrence of mysterious cases were quickly suppressed.

The host Yiyi Mimi smiled, "There is still some time left for the performance, I will show you around first. Oh, where is there such a cute kitten~ Is it also attracted by the charm of the opera~ I will try it out a handful."

She approached the black cat lightly, and stretched out her hand. Unexpectedly, after a long distance, the cat glanced at her and ran out vigorously.

Yiyi Mimi vaguely saw contempt in those beautiful eyes in a trance.

She pretended to be embarrassed and showed off to the camera, and the topic in the live broadcast room quickly turned to another direction.

Lu Yi quickly ran away, then continued to think.

Of course, the fluffy kitten was not attracted by the charm of some opera, the kitten was just thinking about how to get in, digging three feet to wring the murderer's head off.

It's easy to get in, but it's not easy to find the murderer from the crowd. He needs a clear identity to see if the murderer can come to him.

He ran to a corner and turned back into a human form, and called a contact number left for him by the Pope.

"I need a ticket for tonight's "Madame Butterfly", the location should be conspicuous enough."

"Ah? Okay." The person answering the other side quickly realized that he didn't ask why, but tried his best to meet all his requirements according to his instructions.Tickets were sold out, but they still managed to get one.

"Need us to send you a dress?"

This is the hometown of opera, and the rules of watching opera in a theater with a history of hundreds of years are of course extremely complicated.

On such occasions, in order to show respect for the performers, it is best to wear a suit, remember to be dark.If it is particularly grand, you should wear a small dress, no opening behind the coat, trousers with suspenders, a white shirt with a folded collar or a shirt with a high collar and turned-up sleeves.The trousers should have no hems and belt buckles, and they should be paired with leather shoes of the same color.

Ladies are required to wear dresses. At this time, evening dresses are the choice of many people. The length of the skirt should not exceed the knee. If the length of the skirt is above the knee, the shoulders must not be exposed.

"Give me a lady's dress." Lu Yi replied.

He recalled the faces of those victimized girls. They all had petal-like soft beauty, youthful skin and bright eyes.

"..." The staff member on the opposite side was speechless for a moment, obviously shocked by this request, and he said to himself, women's clothing|boy, you are a pioneer of thinking in the Middle Ages.

After confirming that the other party had received the message, Lu Yi hung up the phone directly.

Of course, he knows the small calculations in the minds of those countries. From the blonde female researcher to the secret agents, they are all here to monitor him. Maybe those people still think that he has never seen any woman in ancient times, let him meet The idea of ​​a love.

This is of course impossible.

It's not that Kresnik, as an old hat from the Middle Ages, shouldn't be so calm when facing a beautiful woman, but that she doesn't have this function at all!

That's right, it's her.

The legendary hunter who gained a great reputation was a woman. She changed herself to a man's name, wore men's clothes, learned to speak with a hoarse voice like a man, and set foot on a battlefield with only men—— It is called the Western version of Hua Mulan.

Her original name was Christina, a beautiful Latin name for a girl who loves freedom and follows new goals.

This is what Lu Yi discovered after using this card. He saw the girl's life. She stood up from the ruins, cut off her hair, tied her chest with a cloth strip, and charged forward with a knife.

For her belief and hatred, she chooses to live alone and with difficulty.

He finally understood the reason why the system said that this was the most durable and stable card he had. This girl had a soul that was extremely strong and good at enduring pain.

After verifying that the extraordinary existed in this world and was related to cards, Lu Yi asked the system at that time.

"So the cards are not what you call projections drawn from another world at all, right? They are all people who once existed in this world."

"..."

The system waited silently.

Forget it, Lu Yi thought, there are still many doubts, such as why the system didn't tell him the truth from the beginning, such as the truth about Chaofan's disappearance, it's better to investigate by yourself while waiting for the system to tell him something that seems true or false.

Still have to solve the immediate matter.

This is the case he has been paying attention to. Ever since he came to the Pope's State, he has felt this filthy smell from afar, with a damp and rancid smell, damp and sticky, like a group of entangled cocoons shrouded in this place. over the city.

He watched TV before because the next victim appeared on the news. Through the screen, it seemed that people could ask about the smell of dampness and corruption.

The locals definitely knew, but they would rather pretend it was a serial murder than find him.

Because this is a political test and game, before all the chips are negotiated and placed on the table, that is, before the icon is actually opened, each player is hiding his good and bad cards.

But Lu Yi couldn't just sit idly by, the system issued a warning notice as soon as it came here, and now he flew here following the direction sensed by the system.

He glanced at the time on his phone, the show was still an hour away.

......

The anchor Yiyi Mimi came in almost at the last time of the entrance. Before, some viewers asked her to turn around a little bit more, so she took a long way.

She handed the ticket stub in her hand to the ticket inspector, and then broadcast the scenes in the theater live.

The inside and outside of the theater are completely different in style, with gold and crimson as the main colors, carved beams and painted buildings, with baroque magnificence and wealth.

[I rely on it!Look Mimi!Behind you, the camera moves over steadily! 】

[God! ! I'm in love! 】

【Beauty!Look, big beauty! 】

[woc, that car...]

Yimimi glanced at the screen, followed the lens, and saw the girl behind her.

She got out of a long, oddly shaped white car and looked to be in her early twenties, with a Latina complexion—socketed eyes, brown skin.

Wearing a long dark purple evening dress, she looked slim and well-proportioned. Her long brown-black hair was pulled up behind her head and fixed into a bun. Two strands of hair at the temples were curving and hanging down on her slender neck like a swan. There is a silver cross in the belt as a decoration, which sways gently with her movements.

The girl's complexion was indifferent, her temperament was elegant, and she had a delicate face under makeup, but her fierce eyebrows and eyes set off a coldness like ice and snow.

She walked into the theater by herself, with her head slightly raised, and her steps were elegant, slow and firm. She didn't look like she was watching an opera, but more like a proud medieval princess walking in her castle, stepping on the footsteps of knights who opened up for her. On the road paved with flowers and glory.

She was supposed to be the last spectator to enter, 15 minutes before the start, which is actually not very polite.But looking at her face, no one could cast a condemning look.

Yimimi glanced at the phone, and many viewers urged her to take more pictures, or go up to strike up a conversation.

She shrugged her shoulders, thinking that this girl's identity is obviously different from ordinary people, from the car she got off to the clothes and jewelry on her body, she might not be able to pay for it if she sold it, so she could only choose to secretly follow and take pictures.

She knew that car, and someone recognized it in the barrage. The Maybach Landaulet, a sports car with a global limit of 20, is handcrafted and has the world's best 612-horsepower 6.0LV12 twin-turbo engine.

She clicked her tongue secretly in her heart. Even if this girl is not a princess, her status is definitely not bad. She looks like a blue blood born with a golden key in her mouth. She is really pissed off.

Cresnik was a little speechless. Of course, she noticed the sneaky little girl behind her, but she couldn't turn her head around to say anything.

She walked slowly, not to show any elegance, but to tie a hunting knife on each side of her leg with a belt. In order to prevent the marks of the knife from protruding, she could only slow down her movements.

As for those fantasies that look like princesses, it has nothing to do with her. Cresnik himself is a knight who charges into battle.Her flowers and glory don't need others to offer, they are obtained by herself with the iron and blood in her hands.

As for the car that got off, she was even more unclear. It was temporarily loaned to her by King Anthony I.They thoughtfully arranged a full set of clothing and make-up services for her, and because the performance started, it was too late to enter the venue, so they temporarily called the car parked here brought by Anthony I.

Who knew Old Anthony I still had the soul of a wild boy who loved high-performance sports cars at heart.

Yiyimimi was also very excited when she saw the excited call from the water friend, thinking that this time I have met a big shot, and maybe I can catch fire.