Wizard: Gou adds some demon hunting in the Steam Age

"It hurts, it hurts..."

While Wei En was watching Lacey beat Marco one-sidedly with relish, a voice came from the side.

"Three heads?"

Three heads, talking about mine?

How is it possible...didn't it mean that no one except the wizards in the school could discover the existence of little Axi?

How come someone sees it now?

"Are you an aberration?" Before he could react, the voice sounded again.

Wei En turned around and saw a white-haired girl standing next to him at some point, staring at him expressionlessly.

Is it the autistic girl in the photo?

She looks the same as in the photo, with pink and white shawl hair, very fair skin, and cute appearance.

But the shortcomings are equally obvious. His eyes are big but hollow, and his stature is less than 1.6 meters...well, he is still a tablet.

"No, it's not."

The white-haired girl stared at him with her empty eyes, "No, right?"

"That's not true!"

Wei En felt uncomfortable being stared at by her, as if someone had a gun to his head, and he almost ran away from the door.

What he didn't know was that the two little Assi's on their heads also had frightened expressions on their faces.

"Tina, he is the investigator who just came to our department, Wayne Loft."

At this time, Lacey, who had already taken a breath, came over and introduced: "Wayne, she is Tina, Tina Klosterman."

Tina didn't respond. She still looked up at Wei En. After a while, she nodded and said, "Tina knows."

Wayne breathed a sigh of relief, "Hello, Tina."

Although this white-haired girl named Tina looks harmless, she is really scary, especially those eyes.

Over there, Marco rubbed his cheek and asked, "Tina, you are late again."

"Um."

Tina nodded expressionlessly, then walked around a few people to the innermost desk and placed the box in her hand on the table.

Lacey patted Wayne on the shoulder, "Don't mind Wayne, Tina just has a bit of a temper...well, cold, and it's not directed at you."

Marco echoed: "Yes, Tina and I have been teaming up for so long, and she has always been like this."

"I understand, Captain Lacey, Senior Marco."

"Senior is out of touch. I was joking with you just now."

Marco, with his head full of baggage, laughed and said, "But the suggestion I just made is true. We will definitely form a team..."

boom!

"Don't lead Wei En astray,"

Lacey punched him casually, and then asked: "How is the investigation going on over there in the slums? Have you found anything?"

Marco squatted on the ground covering his head, almost crying from pain.

"Yes, at Tina's place..."

Wei En looked at him sympathetically, feeling even more comfortable in his heart.

All my colleagues in the Investigation Department are talented people.

With such a colleague who is good at taking the initiative to start group meetings, his life will be comfortable in the future.

When in doubt, just throw the blame to Marco... Perfect!

Lacey looked at the white-haired girl inside, "Tina?"

"Tina brought it."

Tina opened the box, her whole body was blocked by the table and the box, and then a hand came out, "Parchment."

"very good."

Lacey took the parchment and opened it, "Let me see what kind of bastard it is..."

Wei En also stood aside and watched her.

Ghetto case?

Isn't it the case of the disappearance of three hundred people?

Marco yelled, "Don't!"

But it was too late. After the parchment in Lacey's hand became flat, a black smoke slowly rose.

"Damn it!"

Lacey quickly threw the parchment out, and a two-handed ax instantly appeared in his hand, "Marco, wouldn't you have told me earlier?"

Marco did not reply, but looked at the parchment, "Tina!!"

By coincidence, the parchment was thrown at the feet of the white-haired girl.

The white-haired girl closed the box and looked at Marco, seemingly not noticing anything strange under her feet.

"Tina, get out of there quickly!"

The white-haired girl tilted her head and glanced at the black mist, then walked to the other corner with a calm face, "Danger, Tina is watching."

"Marco, what year is this record?" Lacey asked with a little relief when he saw her walking away.

"In the Third Age, I only saw this word." Marco took out the musket and said quickly: "When I realized something was wrong, I rolled it up."

"Third Age? It's okay, I just hope it wasn't spiked."

Wayne looked at this series of changes and quickly imitated Marco and took out his musket, "What should I do now?"

"Stand where you are and do nothing."

Lacey held the two-handed ax that was almost as long as her entire body, stared at the black mist, and explained: "Relics from before the Fourth Era have the power to contaminate."

"As long as there is no direct contact, the risk is not high. But there are exceptions, such as now..."

"That black mist?"

Marco's face was equally solemn, "The black mist is just its appearance. It is suppressed by the power of this world. I don't know what it is."

Lacey's face changed slightly, "Here we come!"

"Roar!"

I saw a strange face emerging from the black mist. I could only vaguely see it as a face, with countless scarlet eyes open.

Madness, chaos, despair, hatred, killing... It was as if a dark door had been opened, and a cold and negative aura surrounded everyone.

"It's a wraith. Marco uses potion No. 7."

"clear!"

Marco quickly took out a finger-sized glass bottle from the lining of his jacket and loaded it into the musket.

Wayne glanced at it and recognized it as one of the bottles in the box issued by the property management office.

It turns out that the magic potions in those small bottles are bullets.

Lacey stepped forward and waved the ax forward with both hands, "Asiriel!"

A green ax blade struck at the black mist, whipping up a sharp blade wind and leaving a shallow scratch on the ground.

"Risi!" (Death!)

But the moment the ax touched it, the black mist split into countless small black mist groups, each with a scarlet eye in it.

"Ruili Shi, Enge, Caesar Dante..."

A strange sound sounded, as if countless people were chanting together.

There were men and women, old people and children. All the voices were calm and hollow, without a trace of emotion.

"Marco!" Lacey's expression changed.

"knew!"

At this moment, Marco raised his musket, aimed at the black mist and pulled the trigger, "Damn monster, die!"

It is different from the fire that appears when ordinary muskets are fired, but sprays out a line of light mist, forming a fan-shaped colorful light group, covering all the black mist.

In an instant, the black mist touched by the seven-color light group began to dissipate as if dissolved.

The scarlet eyes slowly closed, leaving only a lingering sound: "...Saxi Dante...Apu..."

Wei En was stunned for a moment, and he understood the meaning of what this resentful spirit said.

"Chaos is coming, death is everlasting...Join us, become us, and you will be protected by chaos..."

As the last sounds died down, calm returned to the entire office.

"Is it over?" Wayne asked, licking his dry lips.

This resentful spirit doesn’t seem to be difficult to deal with, right?

But the strange thing is that no one answered him at this time.

After a long while, Lacey walked over with an ax in hand, picked up the parchment with a cold face, glared at Marco and said, "What a good thing you did!"

Marco's head shrank and he put the musket back into the holster on his waist, "I haven't had time to say this yet..."

"Um?"

"My fault is that I didn't remind you in time."

Lacey snorted, looked at the parchment in his hand, and muttered: "Gonzalez language? Another part of the funds will be spent."

When Wei En saw this, he also put away his musket.

I sighed secretly: I really can't relax for a moment. I didn't expect that I would encounter such a thing in the Secret Adjustment Department.