On July 24, 7 pm, in the eastern city of Puston, the angular alley.

This is a few blocks in Puston that can be called chaotic. Compared with Iris Street where Donald lives, the houses and buildings here are greatly reduced. Walking inside, the ground is undulating and the road is winding and twisting.

Shops such as grocery stores and hairdressers are open in remote corners. The storefront is not big and there are dim kerosene lamps. Often, only older people are looking at the shops. Occasionally, some children are running back and forth at the door with coal tongs and small wooden sticks in their hands.

The widest place in the alley can only accommodate a carriage and two or three people walking side by side. In some space, there are wooden boxes and old tables and chairs. When passing by, be careful not to hook the corners of your clothes.

"The believers of the Shia Church actually live in such a place. With this kind of treatment, it is worth engaging with those guys wholeheartedly?"

Avoiding the garbage on the bottom, the surrounding environment made Donald a little helpless. He used the lights reflected from the windows of the house next to him to confirm the address that Ogoff gave him again.

Walking through the alleyway, I arrived at the entrance of a small restaurant and stopped.

At about 25 years old, brown hair and two beards, looking at the people in the restaurant, Donald knew that he had found a target, and at the same time he saw several guards sitting on the same table as the fortune teller, not many.

If there are no one who leaves temporarily, then there are only five. Rastole also made preparations to ensure that he receives the message as soon as possible.

It is easy to wake up the enemy when entering the door. Donald stood outside and was about to wait for him to come out. A cart of fried chestnuts passed by on the roadside. He immediately went forward to buy a bag. The taste was very light. It seems that there is no such thing as fried chestnuts in this era, so he barely used it as a snack to pass the time.

"I have to find a way to solve these people. It's really troublesome... Boss, do you want to consider adding some sugar to it? Maybe it tastes better."

Donald was thinking about helping the boss who fryed chestnuts improve his skills, and the fortune teller in the restaurant was also awkward.

"Sir, I don't think you have to protect me like this. I have always lived alone and no one will cause trouble for me."

After Lord Rastole found him, the five people around him were inseparable from each other. At first, they felt a little majestic, but later they found that they had to follow them even when they had to eat and sleep. All their usual amusement hours were prohibited. In the past two days, they were locked in the house and did one thing - divination!

"This is what Lord Rastole told me. If you have any requests, you can ask that Lord, and let us listen to that Lord."

Another part of the Book of Darkness is such an important matter, and Rastole sent by his subordinates with sufficient ability, and he is quite conscious.

"You guys...well, I'll finish eating, you guys eat slowly, I'll go to the bathroom."

He didn't dare to find Rastole, and stood up awkwardly.

"You, keep up."

He glanced at the man sitting next to him, who put down his knife and fork without saying a word, which made the fortune teller pause, and then gritted his teeth and continued to walk into the inside of the restaurant.

When he arrived at the door, he opened the door and was about to enter, the man behind him looked like he was raising his steps, and the fortune teller was impatient.

"It's okay to follow me normally. I just had a meal. You have to watch it even if you poop. You don't think it smells bad. I'm still shy. There's only a pit here!"

When someone stared at the squat, the fortune teller asked himself that he had no such hobby, and the one who followed him obviously did not have either. He just took a step back and signaled that he was at the door.

The fortune teller just entered the toilet alone, and soon a stinking smell came out... You can't expect a bathroom in a small restaurant to have a fan or something.

The person guarding outside the door was just eating, and immediately took a few steps back when he smelled the smell.

But after waiting for a while, there was no sound of water inside. The people outside were a little panicked and pushed it forward a few times. The door was not opened and it was locked!

He cursed in a low voice, and the man took two steps back and rushed forward with a sudden waist. The door was also thin and bounced open, hitting the wall behind and making a loud noise, causing the boss in front to come over to check the situation.

"Hey, you have to pay for it!"

If the toilet door is broken, you will definitely not be able to make a living, otherwise if the smell here is rushing out, who else will come to his house for dinner?

"Get out!"

The man who was angry was even more domineering. He raised his hand and pushed away the restaurant manager and went straight to the lobby. The remaining few people there had already walked here again.

"Captain, I..."

Seeing the captain's gloomy face, the man who had been showing off before was so arrogant that he couldn't be tough and hesitated with his head down.

"If you can't find someone, you can solve it yourself and leave!"

If you solve it yourself, you will know what the solution is.

"Sir, tell me again, how to make the candy chestnuts. I didn't understand it before. Hey, sir, don't leave!"

The stall owner outside the restaurant looked at the figure who was leaving quickly and always felt that he had missed something important.

"Divine, divination... I don't know how to divine. I just have a few things in my hand. It's okay to pretend to behave normally. Even Lord Rastole came to ask for advice. Send these people to protect me, and it's clear that I was monitoring me. Damn, I wanted to stay there for a few more years, so I could only change places first."

The fortune teller rushed home all the way, and went upstairs and rummaged through the cabinets. While cursing, he found a large suitcase and put several pieces of clothes to change clothes and small boxes hidden under the bed. When he took them, he could hear the sound of the coin collision between Dingling inside.

When he found the dark book for the Shia Church, he would definitely have a lot of rewards. Later, he regarded himself as a fortune teller. Although the senior officials of Shia Church did not look for him, they still provided him with delicious food and drink, which made him save a lot of money.

"He wants to run away and will definitely come back to get things!"

The shouts downstairs made the fortune teller shudder. He didn't bother to take anything else, closed his suitcase and ran out. Unfortunately, he was still one step late. When he opened the door and went outside, the people of the Shia Church had surrounded him.

"What are you running! As long as you complete divination, will the church treat you badly?"

The place where the fortune teller lives is the best area in the Eclipse Alley. There are dense houses around it, but there is a clearing place here. The captain stood next to a flower bed and said in a deep voice.

"Me, my..."

What else could he say? When his eyes were floating unconsciously, he saw a blurry figure in the alley on the other side of the open space.

"You are waiting here, don't run around."

He stuffed a peeled chestnut into Finger's mouth, pulled out the fox mask from his arms and put it on, and formed a seal with his hands, and shining with light.
Chapter completed!