Chapter 80 80: The Poisoned Statue

Author: I really want to eat meat 597

Jessir stood at the door of the hall, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Jessiel looking at him, Anji quickly calmed down his expression, smiled and waved to the other person, and then ran over quickly.

But the girl didn't respond to her enthusiastically as usual, she just smiled briefly, and then looked down at the ground, looking worried.

Anji's face instantly became solemn. Just when he was about to ask Jessiere what was wrong, he saw her slowly raising her head to look at him, her smile looking very bitter:

"Anji, let's go separate ways next. When you are done with these things, we can play together again."

Although this girl tried her best to smile and pretend "everything is fine with me", in front of close people, she couldn't use her usual disguise skills. She could only lower her head silently and try to suppress the strong feeling in her heart.

mood.

Anji smiled helplessly, then squatted down and used an exaggerated tone to make her happy:

"Oh, what kind of injustice has our lovely and lively Jeshir suffered? Why is she so gloomy?"

In Anji's eyes, Jessiel is just a simple-minded little girl, and she is a reliable adult who has experienced "social beatings", so naturally she should pay more attention to her.

But just when she thought Jessiel would confide in her as usual, she only saw him biting his lips, shaking his head vigorously, then returning to normal, smiling and saying to her:

"It's okay, it's just that I suddenly want to do something of my own, and don't you want to chat with Mr. Scott and the others? It wouldn't be convenient if I were there... By the way, Angie, here are these things for you~

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With that said, Jessiel handed the scabbard and the soldier's nameplate to Anji, waved to her with a smile, and then quickly ran out of the hall.

Anji watched in surprise as the girl ran into the heavy rain outside. She called her several times but saw no response from her. She couldn't help but shake her head and sighed deeply.

She did not forcefully stop the other party, firstly because what Jessiel said was indeed correct, and secondly because she showed a rare firm look in her eyes.

I hope that silly girl doesn't catch a cold.

Before going to visit Scott, Angie, who was feeling a little depressed, walked back to the bedroom and deliberately took Elijah with her.

And when she came to the hall again and passed by the goddess statue, she stopped involuntarily.

Looking around, here and now, there is only her and it.

Hey, it seems like I haven’t seen it vomiting blood for a long time?

Anji suddenly had a bad idea and put her hand on the goddess statue with a smile. She happened to also want to know how much her strength had improved.

The white statue began to tremble slightly.

Its stiff face turned to Anji, looking at the girl below with dull pupils, and then revealed an expression that could be called sad:

"I'm very sorry, Lady Tilusa...I'm very sorry..."

In Anji's impression, this statue had a stiff and weird sound.

But at this moment, its voice became much softer - it not only carried an inexplicable sense of sadness, but even shed two lines of tears of blood.

And this completely unexpected development completely confused Anji.

She didn't know whether she should continue to put her hand on the statue, so she raised her hand and put it down. After repeating it several times, she patted it twice:

"Who are you calling... Hey, stop crying now and tell me the number..."

Under her comfort, the body of the goddess statue stopped trembling.

But its head began to shake, and after several seconds, it stuttered out the number "71".

Seeing that the other party's "basic functions" were still there, Anji finally felt a little more at ease.

She patted the goddess statue with satisfaction and tried to chat with it: "The Tilusa you are talking about is calling me?"

The head of the white statue stumbled twice, seeming to be nodding.

But the two lines of blood and tears of unknown meaning hanging on its face made the scene look very strange, and also made Anji unable to hold back the expression on her face.

Just as she was thinking about what to respond, the head of the goddess statue suddenly started to move up and down.

It acted as if it was possessed by an evil spirit, and just as Anji was watching the other party's performance in surprise, he heard a slight movement as expected -

There are obviously more cracks on the neck of the statue.

But even now that the neck has cracked, the statue is still shaking its head up and down. Seeing that the cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and its head is beginning to shake, Anji quickly stopped him and said:

"Hey, hey, what are you doing! Stop, your head is about to fall off!!"

Although she didn't know if the statue would die if its head fell off, but it was better to have one less thing than one more thing - she didn't want to have one more thing that needed to be explained to Slade in the future...

As if he was really listening to her, the statue stopped obediently.

After being quiet for a while, it said intermittently:

"I thought you didn't see me nodding."

Good guy, where are you nodding?

Anji looked at the goddess statue in front of her dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that this thing was quite cute.

Just a little stupid.

After finding out that the other party was indeed calling her Tilusa, Anji asked: "Then why do you want to apologize to me?"

The statue fell silent, but its head was still shaking slightly, which made Anji couldn't help but start to worry - wouldn't this thing have to give her some "hard work" again?

After a long time, Anji finally heard its voice again:

"...I forgot. Just remember, I'm sorry."

Anji felt helpless. She didn't expect that after holding it in for a long time, it could only come out with so little, which was really disappointing.

But since it is still obedient now, why not give it a few more words?

Thinking this way, Anji said earnestly:

"Statue, let me discuss something with you: in the future, when there are others present, you only need to count them. Don't talk about those who have some or don't have them, okay? Hey -! Don't nod! Just say it.

Yes or no!"

Her last words interrupted the movement of the goddess statue in time. It no longer shook its head, but said "OK", and then stood motionless, as if waiting for her to say something.

But Anji couldn't think of any other questions for a while. He just looked at this not very smart statue and tried to make an agreement with it:

If it remembers the things about "Tilusa", you can bleed some blood from its ears. Once she sees this code, she will find a time when no other people are around to listen to it.

After Anji solved the problem of the "evil statue", it was still raining heavily outside.

Listening to the noisy sound of rain, and looking at Elijah at her waist, she suddenly had an idea and said with a bright smile:

"Elia, hold an umbrella for me!"

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There is a rare heavy rain in the Grosk Territory.

At this moment in Walkerton House, Scott was sitting by the wall, looking at the portrait hanging above.

Under the steady light of the oil lamp, this old and somewhat yellowed portrait seemed to have faded, and the details were somewhat blurred.

But even though this painting has many flaws, it still cannot conceal the graceful grace of the woman in the painting.

This mature woman has a pair of affectionate eyebrows, a smile at the corner of her mouth, but very peaceful eyes. Her fluffy curly hair that reaches her waist is not decorated in any way, and is just let down casually, without any sense of messiness, but adds to her beauty.

It has a somewhat lazy charm.

Lightning briefly illuminated the simply furnished bedroom. At the same time as the muffled thunder sounded, Scott seemed to hear a very light knock on the door.

There should be no outsiders visiting him in this kind of horrible weather. It should be one of the knights living in the building, right?

With this thought in mind, Scott stood up and walked to the door, opened it gently, and immediately saw a blond girl holding a scabbard and wearing gorgeous clothes.

There was also a large, delicate and complex dark tattoo on her chest, as well as a strange dark object, which made Scott couldn't help but take a second look before he suddenly realized - this person seemed familiar?

"Hello, Mr. Scott, long time no see~"

The moment he heard her voice, Scott was startled and his eyes widened in surprise: "Angie, it's you! What are you doing here?"

"Hey, look what you said, can't I come see an old acquaintance? Come on, come on, I'll return this good thing to you first!"

Angie replied with a smile, while giving him the scabbard in her hand, and then walked into the room openly under Scott's shocked eyes.

Here with Scott, she has no restraint at all.

After all, the two of them can be regarded as a life-long friendship, and Scott has always regarded her as a lifesaver and will not put on any airs of elders. This makes Anji feel no psychological pressure and the whole person relaxes.

As Anji slowly walked into the room, her eyes quickly passed over the simple and elegant carved wooden furniture, and finally stopped at the oil painting hanging on the wall.

I saw that the woman in the painting had very similar eyebrows to Scott, but she was more delicate, which made Angie a little curious.

"Who is painted in this painting?"

As she said this, she walked to the painting and took a closer look. At the same time, a gentle sigh came from behind:

"It's my mother."

After putting the scabbard away, Scott slowly walked to Angie, only to see the girl suddenly touch her pocket and take out two shiny silver medals.
To be continued...