Chapter 1477

On the main street of Chuxin City, a dark shadow is running fast.

The pedestrians around did not have any accidents about the running shadow. It seems that it has long been common. Even, I feel that the speed of today's shadow seems to be much slower.

For example, on the roof of a small building on the street, daluk, who was doing masonry polishing with his grandfather, asked, "how do you think sheriff tulas is much slower today, and he doesn't seem to have walked on the roof?"

Usually, tulas runs and jumps on the roof, which leads to a large number of building damage. Today, it's strange that tulas runs in the streets.

Daluk's grandfather, who had just carved the branches of a tree and stone, looked up and lowered his head slowly: "it has nothing to do with the sheriff, it has something to do with the man behind him."

The man behind you? When daluk looked suspiciously, he noticed that there was a figure behind sheriff tulas. The figure looked much weaker. It seemed to be a woman. It was more than ten meters away from tulas. He gasped and gnashed his teeth as he continued to run.

Daluk also noticed that tulas turned back and roared many times.

Although he couldn't hear his voice, daluk's eyes were very good, and he judged tulas's words from the shape of his mouth——

"Don't follow me!"

Daluk wondered that tulas was expelling the woman. How could his speed be slower than usual?

Facing daluk's question, his grandfather smiled: "that's because our sheriff is a very kind man."

kind people? Daluk still didn't understand, but his grandfather didn't continue to explain.

Daluk had to turn the topic and focus on the woman following tulas: "I don't seem to have seen this woman?"

"I met her once." Grandpa daluk recalled: "the other day, I saw her near the square and the people of the urban construction team installing tree and stone carvings. At that time, the sheriff grabbed her wrist and ran in the direction of the sky tower."

Grandpa daluk paused, tut tut twice, with a look of nostalgia: "the feelings of young people are so passionate that I can't help recalling my lost youth, which is a beautiful time running in the sunset..."

As soon as daluk saw his grandfather's appearance of wanting to talk about the past, he quickly stopped: "I heard sheriff tulas say before that he is thousands of years old and several rounds older than his grandfather."

Grandpa daluk: "... He must be lying. I've seen the sheriff's face after taking off the horn helmet. The tender water is coming out!"

"Tender water?" Daluk recalled that turas's chest and abdominal muscles were exposed all year round. It's hard to imagine how his face would be "tender"?

Daluk couldn't help asking.

The later conversation slowly turned into gossip.

At this time, at the top of the sky tower, angel silently watched tulas on the distant street and Mandela behind tulas.

Although he didn't hear Luke's conversation with his grandfather, he could see that tulas was obviously much slower than before and didn't jump into mid air again.

"So, is it because of Mandela?" Angel thought softly.

"Yes, although tulas looks uninhibited on weekdays, there is still a gentle side in his heart." There was an echo behind angel, but Fred came over.

Angel's expression was a little surprised: "you mean, tulas is... Interesting to Mandela?"

Floyd shook his head: "as far as I can see, that's not true. If Mandela was replaced by any other person, tulas probably behaved like this. He was very unrestrained in his heart. He didn't seem to want to be responsible for anything, but the scope was limited to himself. If other people were involved, he was willing to take responsibility without saying it."

Angel didn't understand what Freud meant.

Freud explained, "I used to think about how to treat tulas, but I couldn't think of it. However, Monroe gave me an opinion that she might as well have someone on duty with tulas."

"Although tulas has always been unwilling to have someone on duty with him, when the task is really arranged, he will only lose his temper with me and be surprisingly gentle to the people performing the task... That is, Mandela today."

When Angel heard this, he understood the twists and turns in it.

Although tulas is a person who doesn't want to take responsibility, he has a surprisingly strong sense of responsibility.

This arrangement can really restrain tulas's Bohemian character.

"Monroe's discerning eyes are very good." Angel praised that when Monroe was a candidate for the city Lord, she had invited Jon as her staff many times before she didn't know Jon's identity. Now she can see the potential character of tulas, which shows that Monroe's vision is extraordinary.

"Indeed, the Lord of Monroe is very excellent." Although Freud was praising Monroe, his eyes were secretly looking at angel, and his mind was still echoing the rumor that Lyon had said before.

Angel seems that the gas field has indeed changed greatly, which is very different from the past.

Is what Lyon said true?

While Freud was thinking, angel suddenly asked, "then why did you give this duty to Mandela?"

Fred shrugged his shoulders. "I just had a flash of inspiration and arranged it."

It was a flash of light. In fact, Fred had considered it. When Mandela entered the wilderness of dreams, the first person to communicate with her was tulas. Although there is nothing to say, tulas is relatively familiar to Mandela. Let her get together with a familiar person first, it will be easier to integrate into Chuxin city.

Besides, tulas is a very enthusiastic person and doesn't care about Mandela's indifference and alienation. This extreme combination is also a neutralization.

Floyd's only worry was whether tulas would throw Mandela away and run away alone during his inspection.

Now the facts tell him that tulas is much softer than he thought.

"What has changed in Mandela during this period?" Angel asked again.

"When mandelheira worked, Tai spent half his time chasing tulas, just like now." Freud pointed to two shrinking figures in the distance: "I can see that at least at this point in time, all her thoughts are on chasing and won't think about those things in reality."

"That's good." With the power of nightmares and illusions, angel used the "perspective of God" to take a closer look at Mandela's expression. It is indeed a great change from when he was sent to the wilderness of dreams before. At least there are a lot more emotions and there is no such indifference.

"Mandela is a very sensitive person. I will try to change her character without trace." Said Fred.

Angel nodded: "let's do it first."

With that, angel took back his sight and turned to walk towards the tower.

At the same time, Mandela looked suspiciously into the distance. She always felt as if someone had just looked at her. But Mandela looked back and saw nothing.

"Maybe it's just an illusion?" Mandela didn't think much. He continued to gnash his teeth and chase after the... Bastard in front.

Angel went into Fred's usual research room, sat down and looked at Fred: "you seem to have something to say?"

Angell had noticed before that Fred was always secretly staring at himself, and his expression was also very trance. It seemed that he was holding his stomach.

Floyd was embarrassed and pinched his gray sideburns: "before, my elder brother told me a message. I care a little..."

Angel looked at Freud and was surprised that what Freud wanted to say had something to do with his brother?

"I want to ask you a question." Floyd hesitated for a moment and asked, "has your Lord become a formal wizard?"

Angel didn't expect Fred to ask this question. He didn't hide it. He said naturally, "yes, didn't I tell you when I came in last time?"

Fred: "... No."

Angel seemed to think of something: "Oh, I really forgot to say it."

When Angell was promoted, there was a surge of excitement in his heart. But when he looked at Angell's make complaints about "Oh, I forgot", he instantly rose up numerous Tucao desires.

Can you forget such a big event?

If Freud himself became an official wizard, even if he kept a low profile, he would show a significant difference from the past.

It's good for angel. Although there are some differences, it's just the difference in personal atmosphere. His attitude and behavior are the same as before. Even if Freud observed it, he didn't think about angel's promotion. If Lyon had not brought the rumours of angel's promotion, Fred would have been kept in the dark for a long time.

Tens of millions of Tucao, which is rushing out of the heart, make complaints about it: "Congratulations, my Lord."

Angel nodded noncommittally: "this promotion is a little hasty. I'll tell you more about it later. However, I'm very curious. How does this have to do with my brother Lyon?"

Floyd said the rumors brought by Lyon word by word.

"Has it reached the sky Machinery City? Eh, it was reported by the sky of truth?" Angel frowned. He remembered the last time he reported on his contact with the mystery and Isabel's return to the southern regions, which was also the first reported by the magazine, "how could they know?"

As angel muttered, Fred took a stack of paper out of the drawer.

"I asked Leon to extract the articles from the sky of truth. Adults might as well have a look first."

With doubts, angel took over the stack of not thin white paper. The glyphs on it were very familiar to angel, which was written by his brother Lyon.

It took a few minutes for angel to finish reading one by one.

The contents recorded above are basically true, and even there is a mention that "it is speculated that wizard Pat has been outside the gate of true knowledge", which is also true. However, the text inside is very sensational and sought after, and the praising angel feels that it is too much.

Aside from these praises, angel wondered how these contents could have spread so quickly to sky Machinery City?

Did it come from the people of the black castle?

Angel subconsciously looked at the signature of the article:

"... your grandpa stone?"

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