Lenny took his seat and after a few moments of conversation with Blinken, he asked about Fort Gutenberg. He was a little worried about Anna, who might be watched more closely by her father if the actions of that day were revealed. As of yet, no warnings had been received from the Viscount on the Hunter's side, so there should be no problems for now. Brinken smiled, "That's no coincidence, I didn't realize that you and Anna were colleagues from college. Anna and I used to know each other from co-curricular activities in high school, so we go way back." "Have you figured out what to do to break through the barrier near the professor?" Brinken then turned and headed out the door, shaking his hand to the family that was watching from the doorway, and quickly disappeared into the night. Mason looked down curiously at his palm, which was clean and free of anything unusual. "She was off work today and was waiting at the steam rail horse station near the library when a dastardly thief sto
"So the slums are fairly heavily populated by Dejhess, followed by Negroes from the Sargent League, and a fairly small percentage of whites." Louis Holmes quietly whispered in Esme Crane's ear, "The violent priest Andrei Trotsky, who I had the pleasure of meeting once, and who normally looked quite amiable, ended up fighting... It's really scary." There were men wandering the streets looking either fierce or sinister, with old but not tattered clothing, and looking much cleaner. But these men, with shaved heads, or missing teeth and fingers, and invariably tattooed, did not look really decent either. Owen Cotton has told them everything he knows about Cervantes, and he has even taken the lead in getting the fake identity and ticket that Cervantes bought here from Nishikawa on the other hand. "God bless you, truly good man!" "You're quite a kind man, Esme Crane, and I've sort of met you today." He said. "You just asked if you knew about the existence of the mysterious world, the p
This Foss was quite solid, and was easily dismissed. The crowd withdrew from Hela's small courtyard and entered the front yard of the warehouse. Standing in the front yard and looking into the small courtyard, they could indeed see the second floor windows of the small two-story building where Hela lived. Pulling back a little from the molecules watching nearby, the group formed a circle and Bella whispered quietly, "This little old lady has a magical item on her that isolates her from mental probing, a pendant that hangs around her neck. Unless she takes it off, I can't peer into her spirit world." Bella nodded and immediately released her mental energy, probing into the house. As a result it didn't take long for her to open her eyes and shake her head at the crowd, apparently she had failed, but the reason for her failure was not convenient to say right now. "That's what Hela said, she said she saw the woman enter the warehouse from the second floor and the woman didn't spot her."
Esme Crane thought he was a pirate at first glance, but he was actually a sailor who spent a lot of time on sea ships and then, after some unknown experience, became a boss in Zocta South. In the evening, she checked in the library for half a day, but did not find any record of the yellow seal, but in her heart, she felt more and more weird and ominous. When she passed by the captain's office, she knocked on the door to ask him about it, but no one answered for half a day. It was Doris who told her that the captain was temporarily out of town this morning. For the next three days, Esme Crane, who had wanted to return to Emerson Town, was forced to put her plans on hold once again as Paulina, who was away, sent back orders with the Sapphire to stay away from HQ for a while and wait for word that she might be sent on another mission. As for the yellow seal, Paulina and the Valkyrie Vice Regiment both looked somewhat grave; they seemed to know where this yellow seal was coming from, b
The exams were on September 28 and the following day, September 29, a day that was a pre-New Year's Day break and a buffer day. Only the day before had he and Anna settled down, and this was probably the day when Jerome had just gotten word of his secret contact with Anna, and the needle's own plan had not yet been conceived. "She's a wild seed, a wild girl carried from nowhere. Long and thin and tall, with a long old neck, like a goose." "Things changed when Esme Crane had an accident and nearly drowned during the warm season holidays of her fifth grade year. And the accident was with her best friend, Andridge. The drowning took place northwest of the village of Oaks, just outside of Emerson, where there is a lake that covers quite a large area, commonly known locally as 'Blue Lake,' because of its beautiful blue-blue water all year round. Esme Crane breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the hand covering Ann. "Don't let her looks fool you, don't forget she's a yellow-skinned ba
"I'm sorry to have taken the liberty of interrupting. I'm Anna Gibson Mcknighten, a professor of forensic medicine. There are a few things I would like to ask about your daughter." Anna explained through the fence fence. "Esme Crane later started missing classes, stopped coming to school, and eventually failed to get her diploma because of lack of attendance leading to high school failure. This graduation photo, which was finally taken on the eve of her graduation, after her best friend Anna went to great lengths to drag her to school, was only taken because Esme Crane agreed to come to Ann's graduation photo because Anna told her that she wanted to see Esme Crane in her own graduation photo, a memory of their shared friendship." Anna's eyes were glued to her, while Mera on the other side kept a nervous eye on Esme Crane. The family had managed to calm down before Esme Crane spoke up. He had never seen such a beautiful looking woman before, even his once older sister was dwarfed by
"I didn't admit it to him explicitly, but he mostly knew about it, because Mera did, and she should have reported it to him. However, my father doesn't regulate my love life that much, and if I have a partner, male or female, he's not big on interfering. It's just that... My partner can't be a hunter or involve me in danger, and that's what he cares about most. It's not that you're a woman that he cares about either, it's that you're a hunter and carry a lot of secrets that could invite danger." Anna said. Anna said helplessly, "In a short time, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do. I've tried many times to talk to him properly, to try to convince him. But... He really has his heart set on it this time. He is old and stubborn himself. I don't have much time, and I have to get the dolls made before March, because I have to be on this Professor Bobbington expedition to the Ringo Mountains, and my father will definitely not agree to that. You will have to go too, won't you Esme Crane, and
"You've really been there, what was it like in the black market?" "You stay in the box and don't come out. Mera, you protect your lady, I'll be back in a moment." Esme Crane barked simply, and then closed the compartment door. Anna felt a twinge of something wrong, while Mera remained distracted. Ten minutes after the incident, the train had exited the tunnel and stopped at a track crossing, where the dispatcher hastily telegraphed to the main dispatch office, and the railway police were urgently called in. The train had been stopped by a coal burner who knew how to maneuver the train. At that moment, a crowd of people were gathered around the scene of the incident, looking at the scene. In addition to Esme Crane, Anna, Mera and Barton, there were five trainmen who had arrived in a hurry, and the rest were keeping order in the following cars. There was also another group of distinguished guests from the first class carriage - a noble mother and daughter, the mother in her fifties and