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MTL - Transcendent Dawn-Chapter 27 Plan
"But...you escaped, didn't you?"
Catherine's voice became sharp: "I don't know how to save Beatrice...Do you know how important she is to me!?"
It seems that this ‘witch’ can’t completely control the shadows and monitor them in real time.
Thulhu suddenly felt relieved, but there was an angry expression on his face: "This is not the reason you tried to murder before, and you want to blame me... And, there was another attack last night, I It can be regarded as a declaration of war against me and the forces behind me!"
Don’t think that we are a lonely family, there are people behind us.
Thulhu from a Demon Hunter family, thinks with a good feeling about himself.
"The attack last night... is exactly why I am looking for you today!" Catherine stared at Thulhu: "Where did you find the Gulam script? You know, fools tend to be greedy and don't belong to him. Things, which brings disasters."
"It really is..."
Thulhu sighed.
Molly, that little silly bug, as he went back, she told the secret.
Even if it's just unintentional, it is enough to kill people, and besides, it may not be unintentional!
"That was passed down to me by my family, what's the problem?"
Thulhu, of course, will not recognize everything about the sewers, and just say it directly.
"Your family?"
A trace of suspiciousness appeared on Catherine's face.
"Yes...you can check, the Botley family, the extraordinary family that serves the goddess of light!"
Thulhu is very confident.
In fact, if Catherine really spends a lot of time and energy, she will find that although there is indeed such a Botley family, it has declined to the limit, and this generation has only a few people.
"I will investigate... If everything proves to be true, I will apologize for what happened last night!"
Catherine blinked at Thulhu.
The amazing charm makes Thulhu a bit straighter.
This is no longer ordinary beauty, but a spiritual attraction that involves extraordinary aspects.
Thinking of this, he was more vigilant in his heart, but on the surface he showed a little standard pig brother-thanks to Sean, as long as he learns this aspect from him.
‘No, you must do it now! ’
Watching Catherine leave, the expression in Thulhu immediately became gloomy.
This meeting today, the result was not bad.
At least, he obtained a lot of information, and temporarily coaxed Catherine with half-truths.
But this woman will definitely not stop here.
‘Since even Catherine thought that Beatrice was not dead, then I can directly call the official to fight evil! Thulhu exhales: "Just one more point... Is there anything Catherine must get in Beatrice? Or killing her, what good is it for Catherine? ’
Thulhu looked at pedestrians not far away, with some doubts.
At this time, he has already finished his studies and will be kicked out of the school by the end of July at the latest.
After waiting for a while, he went directly to the fight club.
"It's you?"
greeted Angelia, showing obvious surprise.
"I'm here to see your president, it has already been arranged." Thulhu said blankly.
"I know, the president told me, please come with me!"
Angelia led the way while lowering her voice: "What method did you use to convince the president yesterday that today's fight has been cancelled."
"Private secret!"
The corners of his mouth in Thulhu evoke a slight curve, I can't think that Donald is still very efficient.
On the second floor of the Fight Club, there is a private office of Donald. It is small but decorated in style. There is a specimen of the head of an elk hanging on the wall.
Donald sits behind his desk with his chin on his hand, seeming to be thinking about a problem.
saw the two who came in and smiled: "Welcome, Thulhu! Angelia, can you go out first?"
Angelia obviously wanted to stay, but under Donald's gaze, her cheeks blushed slightly and she stepped out.
‘This female coach seems to like Donald as the president...This is normal, after all, Donald is good looking and capable! ’
Thulhu watched this scene silently, with guesswork in his heart.
Snapped!
The mahogany door closed tightly. Donald got up and picked up the silver teapot beside him: "Would you like a cup of coffee?"
"Thank you!"
Thulhu took the cup and sipped the mellow coffee with a bitter taste: "We need to have a good chat, about the extraordinary, about your teacher!"
This is what they agreed last night.
"If you want to get help from my teacher, I'm sorry..." Donald made a helpless gesture: "I can't reach him now."
"I have determined the identity of the person who attacked us last night, but the key is, what do you do next?" Thulhu put down the coffee cup: "I am a federal law-abiding citizen and cannot do anything against the law!"
St. George's University is funded by the Church of the Goddess of Light. It has a deep background. Thulhu does not believe that they can't suppress the next two low-level Extraordinaries~www.novelbuddy.com~ Once you go to seek revenge, the movement will be too loud and annoying What's wrong, it will only be a lose-lose scene in the end.
"Of course, we are all students!"
Despite the silent slander in his stomach, Donald said in agreement: "I thought about it all night last night. With our strength alone, we can't deal with the two Extraordinaries! You have to look for foreign aid. Do you have any channels for this?"
"I may be able to ask for help at home, but they are too far away."
Thulhu brought the family out to be scary again, appearing to have a background.
And, concealing the information that I had already asked for help, Roald might be coming to Niah City soon.
This is his usual habit of keeping a hole card for himself.
"Family? Botley family?"
Donald knocked on his head, as if he was reminiscing something, and then turned into a wry smile: "What you said... we don't know if the attacker will continue, so we must fight back as soon as possible! I have some contacts and can be contacted. If everything goes well for the top of the school, there will be good news in the afternoon."
"That's great."
Thulhu did not report the crime by itself, and there is another reason, that is, it is not clear.
Do you want him to tell the police that a certain lady manipulated the shadow with the intention of murdering herself? I'm afraid I will be sent for a psychiatric appraisal soon.
But with Donald’s channels, it’s different.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Donald: "I take the liberty to ask, why is this? I always feel...you are too enthusiastic!"
"It seems that the target of the attacker is likely to be you!"
Donald smiled and took a sip of coffee: "As for the reason for helping you, I said, I want to be Extraordinaries! And there are not many opportunities like this!"