Backlund in the early morning was shrouded in a hazy mist.

Compared with the fog at other times, the fog at this time is no different. The only difference is the thickness.

But in this vague pure white, there is no feeling.

"Da da da…"

A black carriage slowly emerged in the mist, like a fish swimming in the mist.

On the carriage, Lucid looked at the whiteness outside the window, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

You can't see anything at all!

Originally, she thought that she could observe the road conditions on the carriage, but now it seems that this is almost impossible.

Even though her eyesight is amazing, she can only say nothing in this layer of mist.

As the carriage continued to move forward, even the windows of the carriage were covered by a thin layer of water droplets.

In this way, Lucid's plan to "observe the road" was completely bankrupt.

"Hey, this is really..."

Leaning back, she collapsed in her seat, giving up the idea.

The destination of Lucid's trip was an "underground trading market" in Backlund.

As for the "Blue Boots" bar with clues to the "Extraordinary Party", she temporarily put it aside.

Obviously, it's not time to go there yet.

She doesn't think that a bar will open at this time. If you go now, there is a high probability that it will end in vain.

Which bar will open early in the morning?

Therefore, Lucid plans to go to the "underground trading market" in Backlund first to see if there are any unexpected gains.

Although the probability of a "happy" potion formula appearing there is almost zero, there is nothing to do anyway, it is always good to see.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of "being watched".

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and Lucid narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The fish is hooked..."

In front of her, there was a "projection" like a phantom, almost the same as imagined.

It was like a scene in a confined room. Under the dim light, several people surrounded an old man who was sleeping with his eyes closed, seeming to be waiting for something.

Among them, there were the woman suspected of being "Bettlitz", the naked man "Demon King" that I saw that day, and a few people whom Lucid didn't know.

This is Backlund's night watchers.

The "sleeping" old man is undoubtedly the fortuneteller in the team.

It seems that he is using "dream divination"...

Lucid was a little surprised. She thought that Backlund's "Night Watchers" would find themselves through the scepter technique.

Unexpectedly, I went directly to "Dream Divination".

This looks a little old night watcher, I am afraid that the lack of social beating...

It doesn't look clever.

However, compared with the "Scepter Method", "Dream Divination" is undoubtedly a more favorable situation for her, and it can be said that the choice is completely handed over to her.

Looking at the phantom in front of her, she rolled her eyes and made a living.

Among Backlund's "Night Watchers", the one that Lucid dared not face directly is undoubtedly "Bettlitz".

Besides, she doesn't need to worry about other people.

So... think of a way to prevent "Bettlitz" from coming over, isn't it over?

It just so happened that she knew such a place.

If it were there... Nightwatchers in Backlund, shouldn't they bring "Bettritz"?

Lucid blushed, and smiled narrowly.

"Hehehe..."

Immediately he launched the "anti-divination", and easily distorted the results of dream divination and transferred it into another picture.

She changed her position to the place she saw when she passed by last night...

"Hey-hey…"

Lucid couldn't help feeling an inexplicable sense of pleasure, like a fox who stole a chicken.

Licking her lips, she smiled and thought:

"In this way, the night watchers in Backlund, it's impossible to bring "Bettritz" over, right?"

…

On the other side, in the basement of Saint Samuel's Church, the sleeping old man suddenly opened his eyes.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

I did fortune telling the result, but this place...

It's not very easy to talk about.

Especially in the presence of ladies.

Although he only saw a vague silhouette of a building in his dream, he, who was quite familiar, certainly knew where it was.

How could the ecstasy stone sculpture of the Little Mermaid be mistaken?

But he was a little curious right away.

How could this colleague from Tingen go to such a place?

Thinking of this, the face of the old fortuneteller couldn't help showing a little wretched look.

As for the other people around him, seeing the strange expression of the old man, they couldn't help looking at each other, feeling a little confused.

In the end, the red-haired "Demon King" spoke:

"Old Jal, what did you fortune tell?"

"Uh…"

The fortune-teller, known as Old Jal, frowned slightly, and quickly glanced at the "Bettlitz" standing next to him. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com hesitantly said:

"this…"

Frowning, he brought the red-haired "Demon King" to the edge of the corner, and whispered in his ears:

"Captain, I fortune telling that she is..."

"Clam?"

The red-haired Captain of the Night Watcher couldn't help frowning, and asked with an incredulous expression on his face:

"Have you made a mistake, how could she go to such a place?"

The questioned old Jal was a little frustrated, and he retorted without hesitation:

"I am not the new Gudanzi of Sequence 9. These are all "spiritual" revelations. How could something go wrong?"

But after thinking about it, his tone was a bit lower, probably because he felt that the results of his divination were indeed a bit unbelievable.

The old face blushed, and he whispered:

"It's not a dangerous place...you'll know if you go and see..."

The red-haired Captain of the Night Watcher licked his lips, as if moving intentionally.

After a moment of contemplation, a blush appeared on his bronzed face, and he nodded as if embarrassed:

"Well, go and see... well, verify your divination results."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and immediately looked a little embarrassed, and quickly turned their heads away.

The other night watchers around were all confused, and they didn't know what kind of mystery they were playing.

"Ahem!"

The red-haired captain coughed lightly, thought for a while, and then commanded:

"Pisius, you go with us, the others stay at the headquarters."

After speaking, he secretly glanced at the "Bettritz" who was a little bit hesitant next to him, and unconsciously reached out and touched his nose.

And Lucid on the carriage, with a slightly upturned mouth, smiled at the coachman:

"Hello, I suddenly remembered something, can you please go back the same way?"