"The Curly-haired Baboon of the Secret Lord (!

Outside Backlund train station.

Lucid walked out among the crowd.

Looking up, the girl couldn't help showing a slightly surprised expression, and at the same time her eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously.

Looking very hard, only light yellow fog was seen everywhere, and the visibility was extremely poor.

Even the air was filled with an inexplicable smell.

For her with an extraordinary sense of smell, staying in this place is almost the same as staying next to the cesspool all the time. It is the same stench.

The gas lamps hanging on the platform were lit one after another, dispelling the gloom and darkness.

"its not right……"

Reaching out and covering his nose, Lucid couldn't help but wonder.

It's just that less than a month has passed, and the changes in Backlund have been too great.

"Emm..."

Frowning, relying on "extraordinary vision", she vaguely saw the rows of chimneys not far away in the vast fog.

These chimneys, large and small, stand tall, and are spitting thick smoke continuously.

After shaking his head, Lucid couldn't help but feel disgust secretly, and sighed secretly:

"Becklund's pollution... why did it worsen so much all at once?"

Compared with before, the pollution here can be described as "shocking"!

But just as she was thinking about it, the voice of "The Sword of the Goddess" Crestai came from next to her:

"My Excellency, please get in the car."

"what……"

Lucid then reacted.

The carriage arranged by Backlund's "Night Goddess Church" had been waiting in the conspicuous place at the gate of the train station for a long time, but she had been delayed for a while.

Looking at the people in the "Goddess Church" who had been waiting for a long time, the girl bowed her head apologetically:

"Excuse me……"

"Aha, it's okay."

Crestai waved his hand, smiled heartily and asked curiously:

"Is the Lord Saint coming to Backlund for the first time?"

Lucid was startled and shook his head subconsciously.

Suddenly, she remembered something again, and immediately asked, if pointedly:

"Your Excellency "Sword of the Goddess", do you feel that the pollution in Backlund seems to have become more serious recently?"

"Um?"

The "senior deacon" of the church was taken aback for a moment, then frowned for a while, and then replied somewhat uncertainly:

"It seems so..."

Unmarked frowned, Lucid felt a little surprised.

The perception of this "Goddess Sword" seems to be something wrong...

As an extraordinary person of Sequence 5, it stands to reason that the perception ability should not be so bad.

This is abnormal!

But at this moment, she suddenly shuddered.

"Spiritual perception" was touched again, and the familiar "sense of peeping" came to Lucid's heart again.

Just like the previous time, this sense of prying came suddenly, and disappeared in a flash.

Her pupils shrank slightly, she couldn't help getting goose bumps, and a strong danger sign rose up.

"Does this group of people do the divination twice...or do the two groups of people do the divination once?"

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel a tingling scalp.

If only one group of people is okay, if two groups of people are really beating their own doctrine... Isn't it a disaster?

"I didn't provoke anyone especially because of me... why is someone trying to hit me...?"

After swallowing several mouthfuls, the girl only felt bitterness in her mouth.

"My Lord Saint?"

But at this moment, Crestai's call came from his ear again.

"Um……"

Nodded tiredly, Lucid didn't say much this time, just nodded silently, and boarded the carriage.

After getting in the car, she sat on the soft seat of the carriage and rubbed her forehead distractedly.

And Crestai Sesima also got on this carriage.

However, the other "night watchers" did not follow behind them this time, but boarded another slightly simple carriage behind them.

After the two of them sat down, Crestai raised his hand and knocked on the door of the car.

The convoy carrying a group of "Goddess Church" rode in a carriage and drove toward the northern part of Backlund, where the headquarters of the Diocese of Backlund, "St. Samuel's Cathedral," was located.

The carriage drove smoothly and swiftly, shuttled through the streets of Backlund, either old or new.

But Lucid didn't have much fun, just staring at the scenery outside the car window without saying a word, and his heart was full of unresolved worries.

But after watching it for a while, she couldn't help but shook her head.

Today's Backlund can really be regarded as a "chimney expo".

All kinds of weird and varied chimneys stand in rows, and even in the middle of the crossroads, there is a thick smokey chimney.

It is hidden in the lawn and garden in the middle of the intersection. If it weren't for the billowing smoke, it would have hardly seen that this big guy is still a "chimney".

But at this moment, Lucid's "spiritual perception" was touched again.

The fleeting "sense of being peeped" flashed again.

"Fuck?!!"

She couldn't help but burst into words, she stared, and she felt an incredible feeling like a ghost in the day.

This meow...come again?

Haven't heard of anything but three? ?

Really consider yourself a soft persimmon? ? ?

With her mouth pursed, the girl secretly glanced at Creste Sesima, the "Goddess Sword" with her chin hidden next to her, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

She is "not worried" at all!

Although he has not yet reached the "demigod" status, this one is "enough" to match Sequence Four...ha, haha...

These three "feelings of being peeped", it would be nice if a group of people "three beating bones", if three groups of people made a "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", what would it do?

Just rely on the "senior deacon" who claims to be "enough to rival the demigods" next to him?

"Grumbling."

Swallowing secretly~lightnovelpub.net~ Lucid's heart is cold and cold, with a premonition of "catastrophe is imminent".

The word "Danger" on the head seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and the red ones are about to turn black.

With a cold sweat on her back, she secretly complained:

"Fuck... why are these special cats coming at me? What kind of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" are you doing? If you have the ability to come again! You can get a round of mahjong..."

As soon as the thought fell off, she immediately felt a sense of being peeped.

"NS……!"

She was stupid.

This special meow is really "spoken by words" and "whatever you want to do"?