[The Chronicles of Narnia] Sin

Or the atmosphere of the Intelligence Bureau is more suitable for me, Wang Gongyi thought when he returned to the secret small attic.

The information gathering and translation personnel are working in an orderly manner, while most of the team members who usually go on field missions are not there, some are on vacation and some are training.

"Hello, Chief!" Saknur walked towards him, smiling brightly.

"Good afternoon, 'Blood Moon'." He patted the boy on the shoulder.

"I'm here to ask for leave," the boy scratched his curly black hair, "It's almost the night of the full moon, and I need to go home to 'cross the catastrophe'."

Edmund froze for a moment, then remembered the identity of the Saknur werewolf.I was too busy to forget this.

"Originally NO.15 has arranged my tasks... but I really can't complete them." The boy shrugged.

"Oh, of course." Edmund replied, "I will rearrange the list of people who will carry out that mission, so feel free to go back!"

The King of Justice stared at the schedule of the reconnaissance mission in November, and found that the vacancy of NO. There are no suitable candidates.

In this case, there is only one way... He fills in a person's name on the form.

·

The Arsenale of Narnia, early morning, November [-]th.

"It's you?!" Edith looked at the fully armed Edmund in surprise.

"Why, aren't you welcome?" King Justice buckled his wristband.

"How dare I..." Edith curled her lips secretly, "I just didn't expect that there would be a mission that the Director-General would personally set out."

"Saknur asked for leave and went back to become a wolf!" Edmund explained with a smile, "Don't miss him too much."

"I didn't!" Edith shook her head helplessly.

Prince Justice suddenly remembered the scene where he was misunderstood by brother Wang and sister Wang in the hall that morning, and felt a little empathy, so he obediently shut up.

"—By the way, what's your code name?" Edith asked.

Edmund looked up at her meaningfully: "Phoenix."

The two are going to the northwest border of Narnia this time, where the residents of the Talking Beast reported that people suspected of witches appeared in the woods and witnessed various supernatural phenomena.To fight against the magical forces, it doesn't matter how many soldiers you send, only by outsmarting them secretly can you win; so this task of maintaining law and order is naturally handed over to the intelligence bureau with its abundant talents.

"It's very close to the White Witch's castle," said Edmund, sitting on the back of his faithful companion Philip, to Edith, who was also on horseback.

"Jantis? The white witch you defeated seven years ago?"

"That's right." He tightened his grip on the reins, "I just realized that her name is very similar to yours... Edith."

"Don't flatter me," the girl said helplessly, "If I was half as good as Jantis, I wouldn't work under your Justice King."

Edmund was defeated by her whimsical metaphor, shook his head and looked forward: "When facing magic, don't touch it head-on, you know."

"Of course, sir."

The two of them walked to a residential village with a size that was probably considerable.The dwarves are selling food in groups, and all kinds of talking beasts freely come and go in and out of the woods, creating a scene of prosperity and peace.

It was the first time for Edith to see so many legendary animals and gods, and she looked around curiously along the way.Edmund under the hooded wizard robe repeatedly reminded her not to behave too abnormally, but the excitement from her heart was still palpable.

Edmund was responsible for leading the two horses and looking for accommodation for the night; while Edith was in charge of inquiring about the latest anecdotes because she was not afraid of being recognized.

"Has anything strange happened here recently?" She grabbed a kind-looking old woman.

"Oh, there are so many strange things!" replied the old woman. "Would you like to hear me, little girl?"

Edith thought that she would gain a lot from her first shot, so she was ready to listen carefully, but the old woman said like a sutra: "The flowery daughter of the old tree god Dura Simon's family has fallen in love with the black and thin one opposite. Wild cat spirit! This is simply too strange... Also, the red dwarf Mills and his wife, who have been in love for ten years, have recently filed for divorce! My God, is there any true love in this world..."

Edith listened and felt that these were not the news she wanted, and she was too embarrassed to interrupt her, so she could only smile sarcastically, backing up while responding, turning around and running away while the woman was not paying attention.

After asking aimlessly all afternoon, she didn't find any recognized information from the residents that could be used as clues.

In the evening, she returned to the inn that the Justice King had found, with a dejected look on her face: "It's all trivial things. I don't know who reported that there are witches and magic here."

Edmund fed the last apple in the basket to Philip, turned around and said, "It shouldn't be like this... Tonight, I will go out to investigate again-you stay here first, and hear my whistle Make another sound."

After nightfall, Edith sat bored in the inn.She had great confidence in King Justice's ability, but it didn't make her sleep peacefully in the room with peace of mind.When the wall clock on the wall pointed to two o'clock in the morning, she still raised her sword and walked out of the hotel.

There is no one in the woods, and the stream is also very deserted.She did not go very far, fearing that she would not be able to be there immediately should Edmund need her help.But as the sky gradually brightened, until four o'clock in the morning, there was still no news from King Justice, and she finally couldn't wait any longer.

"Phoenix? Phoenix—" She searched step by step in the dense forest, only daring to whisper Edmund's code name, "Where are you, Phoenix?"

Finally, beside a tree hole in the upper reaches of the stream, she found King Justice who was sleeping on the grass.

"Hey! What are you doing? Wake up!" She shook him violently.

Edmund quickly opened his eyes, and he didn't look injured, but his expression looked a little strange - Edith couldn't tell where it was, but it was different from before.

"Where is the water elf girl?" He waved his arms impatiently, "I want to see her, right away!"

"Who is the water elf?" Edith was confused, "What are you talking about?"

"Of course it's Miss Katerina, I can't wait to see her again!" Prince Justice's brown eyes stared at the stream, "From the first moment I saw her last night, I fell in love with her Already!"

King Justice will also fall in love at first sight and abandon the mission?Edith felt that the worldview she had established in the past was about to collapse.

"Are you bewitched, 'Phoenix'?" She tried to shake the other person's shoulders again, but the young man savagely pulled her hands away, "Katerina, I'm coming..." He murmured, unexpectedly Walk straight into the stream.

In the grass behind Edith, the blue light of the witch's wand flickered away, leaving behind a few inaudible laughs.

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Edmund is bewitched, and Edith desperately recognizes the reality.She watched the young man flopping on the water with a smirk in several layers of wet clothes, and suddenly remembered the anecdotes told by the old lady yesterday afternoon—it turned out that they were not useless, and those were the effects of magic!

Something in common jumps out among them - love.A witch cast a spell about love on the people nearby, and even the King of Justice was not spared.What should I do now?Edith felt a chill run down her spine.

·

The mad Justice King was left by the stream by his "faithful partner", and Edith returned to the village she had inquired about, hoping to find the old lady who had told her a lot of gossip last time.

"Girl, did I see you yesterday?" A familiar voice sounded from behind her.

Edith turned around to look, and was overjoyed—it was so easy to find him thousands of times in the crowd.

"Mother-in-law, I have something to ask you again..." She followed the woman's guidance into her warm tree house.

"You look very hungry, do you need porridge?" The old woman placed an exquisite small bowl in front of her.

"Uh, don't bother," Edith politely refused, "I really can't eat now—but thank you anyway."

"Eat a little." The woman pushed the porridge bowl forward and emphasized again.

Edith saw that she was too kind to refuse, but she still didn't pick up the spoon, she was just too anxious: "The strange residents you mentioned who suddenly fell in love with others...do they have anything in common? Have you ever been to the same place? One place, have you ever eaten the same thing?"

The woman's expression suddenly turned cold.Her eyes full of laugh lines suddenly overflowed with murderous look: "That's right, here."

In the next second, Edith, who was startled and defenseless, was hit by an unknown hard object on the back of her head, and passed out beside the wooden table.

·

Edith was awakened by a bucket of bone-chilling water.

"Hey, what are you doing?" She squeezed her eyes in pain and sat up from the ground, only to find that the person pouring cold water on her in front of her was the King of Justice with normal expression.

"——Are you alright? Haven't been bewitched?!" She tugged Edmund's cheek in disbelief, "I was tricked by that old woman!"

Edmund frowned bitterly, and said with difficulty with the corners of his mouth being pulled: "Let go of me, you idiot..."

"She's the one who put a curse on the residents! Where did she go? We have to catch up with her..." Edith tactfully let go of her fingers, and impatiently brushed the wet hair sticking to her forehead, her words were like a cannonball pop out.

"Shut up! Do you want another basin of cold water?!" King Justice interrupted her with a roar, "We are not the witch's opponents, get out of here first, and then find a way!"

·

"You said you were not bewitched from the beginning to the end?" In the cave, Edith opened her mouth in disbelief.

"There is no tacit understanding between us." The King of Justice threw a piece of wood into the fire and sighed helplessly, "I want that witch to believe it and relax her vigilance, so that when she gets close to me again, I can sneak attack her. "

"But you acted too stupidly." Edith recalled the scene at that time, and couldn't help laughing "puchi".

"If I don't act like that, our lives will be lost!" The Justice King gave her a blank look, "That old witch is standing in the bushes behind you with a magic wand, I saw it."

"If I had asked you for help, you would have been the first to turn to stone," he added, "and I would have been buried with you right after."

Edith realized it later, and only now realized that she had just walked through the gate of hell twice.

"This witch gave many unsuspecting people the porridge she claimed she had cooked—the porridge had a spell that made people fall in love with her suddenly. She switched into various forms to deceive people; the black cat spirit, including the water spirit Katrina, she made it."

"What is she doing this for?"

"Who knows..." The Justice King shrugged, "I guess you need to extract the power of love for your own use. But then again, your awareness of prevention is too poor, not at all like the Narnia/Intelligence Bureau The one who came out..." he said bitterly and sarcastically.

Edith knew that she was mainly responsible for her negligence this time, so she accepted the criticism obediently.Her hair and clothes were almost dry, and she couldn't help but retort when she thought of this, "That's not why you poured cold water on me! Narnia's justice... Bah, a gentleman should never treat a lady like this!"

King Justice stopped arguing with her, and looked at the blazing fire and fell into thought.

He always felt a little familiar with the blue glowing wand flashing past in the bushes.

No way—he suddenly stood up excitedly from the ground.

"That's Jandis' wand that I cut off! Why does it still have magic on it?"

Edith sat lonely by the fire, she didn't seem to cheer up.Edmund realized that he had been too harsh on her just now--a cold and critical way that even the most loyal and humble warrior of Narnia would have liked.

In fact, he didn't know why he was so angry just now, obviously he was very good at emotional management under normal circumstances.

There was another subtle reason behind the youth's anger, which he himself did not know, and it had to do with Edith's reaction when she found out that he had been cursed.

If she could be a little bit hostile to her when she was talking about Katrina... even better.