Stellan was sitting in his office. There was no one else in the huge office, only the oil lamp was placed in front of his desk, which was very dim.

He leaned back in his chair and stared at a few pages of paper that were scribbled on the table.

This is what Strand wrote just now.

The content is exactly what Roon explained.

He has a habit of writing when he is thinking, which helps to coherent his thoughts.

He looked at the information on the paper, his brain was running at high speed.

At the moment he was staring at the information about Simon on that piece of paper.

The thinking time lasted for an hour, the window was already white, and it was dawn.

He got up, picked up a few pages of paper on the table, walked to the fireplace, and burned the papers.

Pushing open the door, he hurriedly got on a steam car and went to the outer city to find Simon.

Orisa opened the door in a daze and saw two people standing outside the yard, one of which was Donald who had been here last night.

Orisa doesn't have a good sense of Donald, because Orisa doesn't know Donald, so he didn't put Donald in last night.

As a result, Donald forcibly broke into Simon's house. Fortunately, Sangou still remembered him, and there was no major misunderstanding.

"Is Simon awake?" Donald asked.

"Not yet." Orissa shook her head.

"Can we go in?"

"If I don't let you in, you will break in too, right?" Orisa said blankly.

Stellan glanced at Donald suspiciously, and Donald smiled wryly: "Ms. Orisa doesn't know me, and the situation was urgent last night. I was worried about Simon's comfort, so I jumped over the wall and broke in."

"Ms. Orissa, I'll take him to apologize to you," Stellan apologized.

"He has apologized," Orissa said.

"Also please let us in, I have something important to ask Simon."

"Wait until Simon wakes up, come again."

"To tell you the truth, Simon's situation last night was really dangerous. A little carelessness may leave sequelae. I want to confirm Simon's situation," said Stellan.

Orissa frowned, feeling a little apprehensive. Donald came and went quickly last night, and didn't explain the situation to Orissa, who seemed unimportant to him.

Now that Stellan said that Simon might be in danger, thinking of the abnormality of Simon and the old cat last night, she was a little scared.

After thinking for a while, he opened the courtyard door and let the two of them in.

The three dogs in the house stood at the door staring at the two of Stellan without barking.

"Simon is on the second floor," Donald said.

"Ms. Orisa, let's go up and have a look first." Strand strode up to the second floor

Orissa was a little worried and followed behind with the robber.

Stellan tried to open the door, but couldn't.

"It's locked, Simon's old cat is inside." Donald said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened automatically, and the old cat stood at the door staring at them.

"You should know me, Simon is not in danger." Strand asked.

The old cat shook his head.

"That's good, I have something important to ask Simon now. Can we wake Simon up?" Stellan added, adding in a more serious tone, "It's a very important thing."

The old cat lowered his head and seemed to be thinking about something, then nodded and agreed.

It jumped on the bed and stood beside Simon.

Stellan entered the room and pushed Simon's body, but Simon was so sleepy that he couldn't wake up with a gentle push.

"He fell into a deep sleep, use some strength, I'll do it." Donald grabbed Simon's shoulders and shook it vigorously for a dozen times before Simon woke up. He opened his eyes and stared, but he couldn't see the person clearly Muttering: "Orisa, don't do this, let me sleep for a while."

"Simon, see clearly, I'm Donald."

"Donald?" Simon cheered up and opened his eyes diligently, only then did he see Donald's face clearly, startled, and quickly pushed Donald away: "Why are you so close to me?"

Donald was speechless.

Then Simon saw Stellan again and wondered: "Director Stelan, why are you here too?"

"I have something to ask you."

"What's the hurry?"

"It's very important."

Needless to say, it must have happened last night. He patted his face and tried his best to regain consciousness.

"Understood, my head is a little numb now, I'll go wash my face first and wake up." Simon got up and saw Orisa standing by the door.

"Why is your expression a little weird?" Simon asked.

"The two gentlemen said you were in danger last night, how is it now?"

"What danger can I be in, don't listen to their nonsense. I'm fine." Simon patted his chest and said.

"But your face is a little pale."

"Pale, it must be a nightmare, don't you know, I had a nightmare last night, and I can still have the nightmare from last night, and I don't know if I have provoked something unclean. In a few days Go and worship God."

"By the way, I'm a little hungry, you help me prepare some breakfast."

"Okay, I'll go now."

After coaxing Orissa away, Simon went to the bathroom to wash his face, and the stimulation of the cold cold water made Simon immediately refreshed.

He said: "Director ~lightnovelpub.net~ If you have anything, just say it."

"Donald, look outside the door."

Donald got up and went out and closed the door, standing outside to keep the wind out.

There were only four people in the whole house, and he was watching out for Orissa.

Simon didn't say anything.

"The Sword of Disintegration is in your hand?" Stellan said sternly.

"Yes." Simon knew that the disintegrating sword must have been exposed, so there was no need to hide it.

"How could it be in your hands."

"Didn't the Seven Deadly Sins escape a criminal? He attributed the failure of his so-called Seven Deadly Sins trial to me. He found my place a few days ago and tried to kill me. I ended up killing me. The sword of disintegration is in my hands." Simon shrugged.

"Why don't you say something so important?"

"Why should I say that?" Simon said speechlessly.

A rhetorical question choked Stellan.

"If I say it, you will definitely find a way to take away the sword of disintegration. It is my trophy, and I don't want to give it to you."

Stellan was speechless.

"Originally, I didn't want to expose the disintegrating sword. After all, the disintegrating sword is very powerful, and it will cause trouble if exposed, but the ghost torturer was too powerful last night, and his knight sword should also be a flesh and blood magic weapon. Mowu is not an opponent, I only exposed the disintegrating sword."

"By the way, I killed the ghost torturer. His flesh and blood sword should be my trophy. You can't swallow it." Simon thought about the dark sword and said quickly.

"The Flesh Demon Sword has now been handed over to the City Hall, and it should be in the hands of the scientists of the Mechanical Academy at this moment."