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After reading it to make sure, Sisia tore off the page, folded it and put it in her pocket, then picked up the dagger and small magazine-style pistol on the bedside cabinet, and then stood in front of the wardrobe mirror. , while taking deep and rhythmic breaths, move your arms, either stretching or clenching your fists to feel the basic strength.

Almost three minutes passed before Xicia blinked several times in the mirror until the cross pupil in the remaining eye completely disappeared. After exiting the room, Xicia took very light steps, probably related to her weight. There was only a slight "chichi" sound when she stepped on the floor. From time to time, he would shake his head mechanically and look around.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, the sky had just started to light up, and the lights in the corridor were not extinguished. Even with hundreds of people inside, this larger building complex seemed deserted and not lively. After walking along the corridor for nearly two hundred meters, Xixia met two people. They were the people in the tribe who got up early and cleaned up everywhere.

Sisia nodded to the two of them and made a silent gesture. The two of them were confused at first, but they immediately reacted. After nodding and saying hello, they passed by as if they didn't see anything. Several groups of people encountered within the few hundred meters to the garage ended up in this situation.

Sisia felt somewhat gratified and happy about this, but the backlog of things in her heart quickly completely covered this emotion.

"What should I do if I catch up?" The "doo-doo" sound of the limousine being warmed up could be heard in front of the garage. Xicia paused and said this to herself. The expression on her face was changing, and finally settled on a look of pain with no choice. "They won't do anything excessive before going to the training ground. They can wait a few more days."

Her body froze in front of the garage door for a few seconds, and Xicia, who seemed to have thought about it for a long time, entered the garage. Half a minute later, the pure white limousine drove out from the door gently. In the opposite manner from the horn honking last night, it quietly and elegantly drove out of the undefended gate of this building and onto the road. Head towards the Cherrywood Hotel in the center of the city.

After Fore left the tribal station, his throat kept moving, but no words came out. After the sound of horns from other limousines came around, he heard a noise from the back seat. In the rearview mirror, Sicia rolled up all the clothes on her left arm, revealing a slender arm. The skin is very fair, as if transparent, and blue blood vessels can even be seen faintly.

"Miss?" Fuer felt flustered inexplicably and quickly asked. When she woke up early in the morning, Xicia was not normal.

"Old Butler Foer, I have nothing to do, just concentrate on driving." Sisia said, putting down her straightened arm, "Old Butler, there are some things I want to ask."

Seeing Foul's response, Sisia continued: "What is the name of this city, and which large region of the alliance is it located in?"

Foer didn't understand what Sicia wanted to do, but he answered honestly. He was indeed worried about Xisiya's state, and also worried about various things within the tribe. However, he also understood that Sisia was definitely smarter than him, had gone to a formal school, and had just returned from being trained by a superpower. He had some information about the Nature Association Alliance. Thinking of this, Foer thought that Sicia finally figured out some links in her mind and immediately started the current action, but she didn't understand the reason.

After receiving the answer, Sisia asked again about the tribe and information about Kos. In this regard, Foer was obviously very excited, and there was no shortage of reminders and worries in his words.

It's just that Sicia, who got the answers, still has the same face, with doubts, and the light in her eyes from time to time indicates that her spirit has been elsewhere for a lot of time, and she is not focused.

After two questions, the limo became quiet. At this moment, Sissia straightened her rolled up left arm again. After catching the movement, Foer looked in the rearview mirror, only to see that the fair skin of that arm was completely red, and almost all the blood vessels were bulging out, suffering from excessive pressure. And like a pipe that is starting to deform, it will burst at any time.

Something squirmed under the red skin, but before the blood vessels burst, amidst the sound of tearing cloth, several holes were pulled out on the skin of the arm, revealing bright red muscles. A small amount of blood flowed out from these wounds, and Foer exclaimed. When he subconsciously tried to apply the brakes, Sicia had already spoken, telling him not to worry.

Fule watched with his own eyes as the swollen blood vessels gradually dissipated, and the torn tears came together under the pinch of Sicia's right hand, quickly stopping the bleeding. The color of the skin faded, but the areas stained red by blood remained the same.

He turned over a corner of his clothes and wiped them. The blood quickly condensed on the wounds that were stuck together, which had a suture-like effect. Sisia's throat moved slightly, but no sound came out. She had leaned on the back seat and finally sighed, as if she felt regretful. She did not speak until the limo successfully arrived at the Cherrywood Hotel in the corner of the city center more than an hour later.

Foer followed Sicia to the counter. After waiting for a while, he was given the right to use it and was led into a separate room next to the hall.

Sicia asked Foer to wait outside the door and closed the door. She wanted to turn on the communication machine directly. After sitting down, she stood up and roughly checked the room before going back and sitting on the boxy high-end communication machine. side. Taking out a page with a series of numbers written on it, she carefully and carefully adjusted the composite radio frequency.

During this period, a bright red cross pupil appeared again in one of his glasses, which could flicker in and out, making it extremely unstable.

"I won't say unnecessary things." When the communication was connected, Sicia said to herself with a microphone. The waiting time was a little long. After more than two minutes, the electronic noise suddenly disappeared, and there was the sound of breathing coming from over there.

"Hello, sir, a stranger has paid to hire me. After the contact is connected, I will ask if you want to continue the cooperation." The voice was a standard female voice, just like the receptionist at the counter just now.

He was thinking over there and could hear footsteps: "Can I ask a few questions here?"

"I have not been informed that I can answer your question, sir." After a brief pause, Sissia replied, "Dear sir, you'd better not say too much."

"Continue!" the other end of the communication said immediately.

Sisia continued, as if following the process, "Venast region, Morgan City, a member of the Thunder Wolf Tribe - Kos Lemoli, and the tribe led by the Mandeville family. Relevant members. There are about three hundred people who need to be cleared, so please come as soon as possible. The area may not be accurate, so please do your own research before taking action. Also, bring more than a thousand copies of general basic potions of each type, including ,,,,”

After saying the name of the potion, Sicia paused obviously. After a few silent breaths, she continued her words: "Everything must leave no trace. The employer asked me to tell you, sir, that I look forward to meeting you later."

"Also help me tell your employer that I look forward to meeting him later. I will take care of these things immediately." The communication was interrupted and when the electronic noise came, Sisia took a few deep breaths immediately, and the pulse in that eye was beating. The cross pupils also disappeared.

At the same time, in another area, Korkva held a communicator in his hand, sat on a soft chair, and stared quietly at the plate of fruit on the table, his face full of seriousness and thinking.

"The special composite radio frequency, I remember corresponding to it..." Korkvar was silent for a while, "But who is Kos? I don't remember that there is such a person in the Thunder Wolf tribe who deserves his attention."

"Sir, shouldn't we be confused about why there is this connection? Some information is blocked from many people, but we all know what happened more than two years ago." Monica was even more surprised. Thinking that Corkvar's focus is completely wrong, "Is it a trap for his opponent?"