Wings of Destruction

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“By the way, there is the matter of Fulin, have you figured it out?”

Reynolds frowned. “I have investigated. Flinn’s father let wild beast kill when he was out of the village when he was a child. Within a few years, his mother died of illness. He was a childhood sweethearts since he was a child. But we didn’t ask anything from their mouths and found no clues. I sent 2 people to stare at them. “

“It’s a well-drilling thing … It may be that Fulin hides it in a secret place.”

“Well, there is news that must inform me. There is that well, must be optimistic.”

“Yes!”

The little silhouette outside the side hall heard the conclusion of the talks between the two people, and hurriedly hid behind the large barrels where the valley heap was usually placed.

The sky was dark and Renault was hurriedly walking, not even realizing that a petite person was hiding behind the Gudui barrel.

Reynolds left, and Thomson’s mind was surging. Flynn was taller than him, but battle strength was a joke. After the sacrifice, he ran out of the village and got a front leg of a relatively low-level monster from the outside. This was a fundamentally impossible thing for Fulin before.

Carrying something in the middle of the night, sneaking to the well? What did he mention? He can get the front legs of the monster, and the blood of the monster should be no problem.

If so …

Townsend returned to the house. Rin had been in poor health recently, and had already fallen asleep. Sakura in the alternate witch costume sat down on his knees, as if he knew he was coming.

“Big brother, I failed to communicate with Fox God.”

“It’s okay, take your time.”

Townsend came to Sakura and rubbed her beautiful pink hair with her hand. “Tomorrow I will prepare an alternate witch suit, and I will also visit the Fox God.”

Worshipping the fox god in a witch costume is a temptation. Just as the father and son 3 went to the temple to pray for 7 days before, as long as no disaster came during these 7 days, it means that the fox god acquiesced in this kind of behavior.

Waiting for Townsend to worship, Townsend can only choose to sacrifice if disaster strikes on the 7th. The person who can be sacrificed, absolutely impossible is Sakura or Rin!

Otherwise … He took Sakura and Rin to live in Ayutthaya, and let that group of people die on their own!

Do they really think the patrol can guard one side? Thomson, who hunted monsters with the patrol team these days, also saw the upper limit of the patrol team.

Once there are quite powerful monsters coming, they can’t resist at all, they can only rely on the shrine maiden in the village to guard.

Townsend fell asleep after making up his mind.

In his dream, he dreamed of that magical foreign world again. Humans in the foreign world control the destiny with mortal bodies. Thunder and rain, it seems omnipotent.

More powerful weapons can be moved to the sea and burned to the sea!

The gods of that era were just a kind of faith, without any extraordinary power.

Also, human beings can control the “extraordinary power”, and what do the gods do? Do they offer sacrifices like them? Isn’t that a brain bubble!

Townsend is full of longing for this.

In the early morning, when the sky was still bright, Townsend got up to take a bath.

Irene took out a suitable alternate witch suit for drying yesterday, and waited until today to let Thomson wear it.

After bathing, Townsend first went to the side hall where the spirit sword was consecrated, and then returned to the house, looking towards the witch costume that Sakura had already prepared for him. The corners of his eyes were still unnaturally twitched.

Sighed, anyway, this is not the first time he wore it. When the mother was still a child, he wore a small witch costume for him more than once.

The first is the black lining, which extends to the neck. It is similar to the foreign world turtleneck sweater, but it is more like Assassin’s mask. Pulling it up can cover half of the face.

Townsend obediently and honestly put on a black lining, lined with weird, retained high collar, but did not make any extension on the 2 arms.

Next is the pure white top, which is also like a vest, but the front of this “vest” is staggered, giving a very comfortable beauty. The huge openings in the “vest” shoulder blades and even in front of the neck are well hidden by the black lining, leaving no trace of skin.

Next is a short cherry-colored skirt with purple lines divided into lattices.

Townsend brought it up neatly.

Seeing the cherry blossoms on the side, he stepped forward and took out the wide waistband of the red fabric, and wrapped it around the skirt and the lining. Then, he took out a wide black-and-white staggered rope and tied it to the waist, pulling it back, tying a big bow around the waist.

Then, there are 2 white stockings that mentioned the knee, with red smudged lines on the top.

Townsend has nothing to do with this. He once heard that it was originally worn by men, as if it had a warming effect.

“and many more!”

Sakura, standing in front of Townsend, was puzzled and said, “What’s wrong, big brother?”

Townsend touched the fabric of the white stockings and hesitated: “Is it too hot to wear this thing today? And this black lining.” Townsend grabbed his collar again, “It is now, I felt a sultry heat. “

Who knows that the well-behaved Sakura has a straight face:

“Brother, you are praying to the fox god, you have to dress more formally. After praying, even if you take off, no one will ask you even if you are in the courtyard.”

Townsend looked embarrassed and dragged the stockings in Sakura’s hands. “It’s done, I’m understood, can’t I wear it?”

Two over-the-knee white socks tightly wrapped the legs, making Townsend particularly uncomfortable. He was used to those loose clothes, which was too tight and uncomfortable at all.

Townsend grabbed the white socks, and the white sock “Pa” bounced back to the tender skin of the legs.

“Big brother, alternate witches ‘clothing and even witches’ clothing are definitely the best fabrics available in the village.”

Townsend rolled his eyes. “Well, what else?”

“There are sleeves.”

Townsend looked towards the two relatively loose long cloths handed over by Sakura, unable to bear spit groove: “This is superfluous, it is better to extend the upper liner directly to the arm.”

“Brother Elder.” Irene seriously said: “The materials of the two are different.”

He put on the leg socks, and this loose cuff is even more trivial. 3 under 5 except 2, Townsend tightened the cuff at the wrist.

Elin blinked and said with a smile: “big brother, the alternate witch suit is uncomfortable.”

Townsend felt the smoothness caused by the sleeve silky fabric rubbing against the skin, but the unexpected feeling was pretty good.

Townsend nodded, “In many respects, fighting is also very neat, it would be better if you can remove the stockings. I still doubt its practicality, this thing should be worn in winter to have a warming effect.”

“Very comfortable ~” Irene stepped forward and hugged Townsend. “You get used to it after a long time.”

The little nose shrugged, and a faint scent of cherry blossoms drifted into the nose.

“Big brother, are you going to worship the side hall of the spirit sword again?”

“Well, after bathing, it’s more reassuring to look at it.”