Chapter 226

Hoffa and two strange German witches were standing on a narrow reef at the same time. The distance between them was less than half a meter, so close that they could hear the breath from the opposite side. Both sides did not hide their intention to kill, but they were extremely cautious and took an extremely conservative attitude.

The two black robed witches were not in good condition. They were pale and supported each other. They were burned several big holes by the acid spewed by insects.

Hoffa was not well either. He was wet all over, holding a sunken shell in his hand, which was the best weapon he could find at present.

He holds the shell in his hand and confronts two black witches on both sides of the reef.

"Get out of here!" He said.

"It's you who should go down, Bach. There are two of us." Said the red haired wizard.

"Ankel, don't talk to him, just kill him." Said the blonde wizard in a feeble voice.

"You get rid of the worms before you talk." Hoffa said sarcastically to the blonde wizard.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the blonde wizard's face changed greatly. His originally pale face turned as white as paper. He jumped more than half a meter high, and his palms touched his body madly Where there are insects, where there are insects! "

His touch is not enough, he firmly held his companion: "ankel, where do I have insects?"

The red haired wizard didn't look at him. He was staring at Hoffa.

Hoffa kindly reminded, "behind your ears."

From the back of his ear, the finger was long, red and green, and the caterpillar fainted after a tinnitus scream.

Hoffa was silly. He was just sarcastic, but he didn't expect that this seemingly tall and strong man was afraid of reptiles.

"Hello, Aldo, are you a damned woman?"

The red haired wizard swore. His face was cold and he kicked his friend. When he found that the guy couldn't stand on the ground, he backed back to the edge of the reef without saying a word.

"it seems that there is only one of you."

Hoffa said slowly.

The red - haired wizard snorted and sat cross - legged, ignoring him.

Hoffa put down his shell, sat down and began to meditate.

His bluff was just a bluff. Even if it is 1v1, in the absence of magic, the other party is also a man of prime age. Fortunately, he was afraid of his unknown cards and did not dare to tear his face immediately. Instead, he began to try to restore his magic.

It has to be said that this is the safest way. In the current situation, whoever can take the lead in restoring magic will be able to control the situation.

However, one hour passed, two hours passed At night, the moon rises and the tide rises, gradually drowning the reefs on the shoal. The giant predators left on the shore gave up their plan to kill three people in the sea and disappeared quietly in the dark jungle.

Hoffa and the red haired wizard always thought that the black wizard who was afraid of insects woke up from dizziness, and there was no sign of their magic recovering.

In the moonlight. The faces of the three were not good-looking.

A crab climbed out of a hole in the reef, climbed from Hoffa's trouser legs to the middle of two black robed men, walked around and jumped into the sea.

"Is your magic working?"

Asked the red haired wizard warily.

"Guess what." Hoffa's ambiguous answer.

"Hey, grindworth students, which side are you on?" The blonde wizard said, "why don't you join our society?"

"The last one called me by that name, his head is gone."

The blonde man subconsciously reached for his magic wand, but was stopped by the red haired man beside him: "now you have no weapons, do you want to be so rampant?"

Hoffa spat into the sea and sneered, "why, a guy who is afraid of insects, can't he threaten me?"

"It's like you don't have any weakness. I'm afraid of insects, but I'm not afraid of you."

"Why don't you try? What's the point of talking about it?"

He broke his knuckles, and the muscles of his arms and shoulders held up his shirt.

"You...!"

The red haired man appeared to be calmer. He pressed the golden haired man, "now it's not time for us to see life and death. Bach, what about lemme? Isn't she always with you? Why didn't I see her

Hoffa did not answer.

"Did you hide her? Our goal is lemme. It's not about you. As long as you give lemme to us, we won't be in the least difficulty for you. "

"Unfortunately," Hoffa said sarcastically, "lemme is also my target. As long as you stay away from her, I won't embarrass you."

The blonde man was furious, struggling to sit up from the rock, "little boy, don't force me to teach your teacher what respect is for you!"

The red haired man pressed him back heavily."Aldo! Calm down

"What are you waiting for? He's alone!"

"Not now, don't block me up!"

The red eyed Aldo finally calms down under the pull of his companion. He pulls his collar and turns his head with a cold hum.

Hoffa looked at ankel's red hair, alert. He is not afraid of the impulsive enemy, but he is more afraid of the guy who is still calm in this situation.

"You can talk, but unfortunately, lemme is not with me. She and I are separated. So it's no use asking me. "

"So..." Red hair suspiciously narrowed his eyes, slowly said: "in that case, do you have any plans?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Red hair is not angry: "I have a proposal, Mr. Bach would like to listen to it?"

"Not interested."

Red hair said to himself, "we don't have magic now. As you can see, this island is full of strange and dangerous things. I think we may have to cooperate with each other to survive on this island."

"Cooperation?" Hoffa said with a smile, "what if you get your magic back in the middle of our cooperation?"

"We may kill you, or we may send you to the headquarters of the association in Berlin and put you in custody and give it to your teacher, grindevo," she said. It all depends on the situation. "

"Do you think I will agree to such cooperation?"

"I think that if you restore your magic first, you will kill us without hesitation. Maybe Mr. Bach's option doesn't even include imprisonment." Red hair man calm almost cruel analysis.

Hoffa was slightly moved. The calm of the red haired man made his hands itch. He wanted to get rid of this disaster, but he restrained this impulse.

Because what he said is right. Now they are in extremely poor condition, lack of food, lack of fresh water, and even have no shelter to survive. They can only hide on the rocks.

If there's another fierce fight at this time, even if he wins, the final result will be that he will be eaten by the vicious and strange carnivores on the island, or sitting on the coast and baked into dried fish by the twisted sunlight.

"I have a small proposal."

Red hair said. "Since we're all aiming for lemme, why don't we find her first and then calculate this little thing between us?"

"I can't guarantee that lemme is on this island."

"Lying, she's in the same boat as you." Aldo came out coldly.

"You're looking for her everywhere. I thought you would know more about her ability." Hoffa sneered.

"This..."

red hair brow locked touch chin.

"Lemme is on this island." Aldo said firmly.

"What did you say?"

"I said, lemme is on this island." He repeated.

Now even his companion was puzzled: "have you seen her, Aldo?"

"No, but I just know that she's hiding somewhere on the island."

"Which corner."

"I don't know."

"Aldo, don't be kidding, OK?"

"Why should I joke with you? It's like I'm sure I hate bugs. She's on this island."

"Bach, what do you think?"

Hoffa's brow was slightly wrinkled. He thought of the strange giant insects and unheard of plants on the island. He had a hazy insight, but he was not sure whether his idea was true or not. He shook his head and crushed the strange feeling down.

"OK, then cooperate. Since we all aim at lemme, let's put aside our contradictions for the time being. If she is really on this island, she will be in a very dangerous situation. "

……

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Chloe didn't feel that she was in danger. In fact, she just felt that she was in a strange place.

After Mary died of fear, she chose magic again. However, the place where she appeared was thousands of miles away from her expected position.

She thought she might wake up at sea, but she didn't.

Since she had the memory, she did not know why she came to a noisy white stone square.

On three sides of the square is a house with a sharp slate roof. On the fourth side is a magnificent building. The only small windows on the wall are higher than the top of the chimney. The building is made of solid limestone and looks like a blockhouse or castle. There are some market scaffolding in the square area under it, and there are people coming and going under the scaffolding.

What a quiet and peaceful atmosphere. It's nothing like the war time.

Not long after she stood on the square, a group of people in the distance attracted her attention.Out of curiosity about the unknown environment, she chose to go over and find out.

After she managed to squeeze into the crowd, she found that the middle-aged woman in the middle of the crowd was a comatose middle-aged woman with a pile of inferior leaflets scattered around her.

"Dying?"

"Probably dying."

"Whose family."

"Berkeley women, the children are gone... Well, let's leave it alone."

The crowd around her, pointing at her, whispering, but no one dares to help.

Chloe's heart was cold. All these people speak German. She didn't know what the situation was or where she was, but out of her professional habits, she squatted down to pick up the flyers.

There was a black-and-white picture of a little boy in the flyer. He couldn't see the light hair.

"Aldo Berkeley."

She read out the name on the flyer and got nothing. So she bent down again and picked up the faint woman.

Touching her head, her temperature was very high, her skin was hot, but her limbs were cold and wet, and her face was pale. The woman was suffering from heat stroke, which was not as the crowd said. She was hopeless.

She helped the woman up, pushed the crowd away and took her to the shade of a slightly shady tree.

Then she went to the shop nearby and asked for a glass of ice water and a little salt. Thanks to her beautiful face and the robe of the monastery, she easily borrowed what she wanted.

Take the water back to feed the heatstroke woman, soon, she will wake up.

"How do you feel?"

Chloe asked.

"Well..."

as soon as the middle-aged woman wakes up, she is in a daze: "do you see my child

"What happened to your child?"

"My child is lost. I'm looking for him here."

She groped up and down: "where's my flyer?"

Chloe handed her the stack of flyers behind her.

The woman took the flyer and breathed, "did you save me? You are so kind."

"Nothing," Chloe asked modestly, "excuse me, where is this?"

"Where do you ask?"

"Here it is!" Chloe points to his feet.

"Berlin, you are confused, child. I don't even know where this is. "

Berlin...

Chloe couldn't say a word for a long time.

Although she had a little psychological preparation when she heard these people speak German, she was still shaken when she heard the exact news.

What happened? Why did the time ability that I started take me across the geographical space to Berlin ten thousand meters away? Where is Hoffa at this moment. Can you save Mary?

For a moment, countless questions and puzzles intertwined in her mind.

"What's going on, kid, tell me, maybe I can help?"

Asked the middle-aged woman next to her in a gentle tone.

Chloe grimaced: "I'm lost."

"Lost?"

The middle-aged woman touched her head and said sympathetically, "poor child, if you don't dislike it, you can go to my house for a while."

Chloe is confused at the moment. She can't think of any better way. All she can do is nod her head blankly.

The woman took Chloe to a small house downtown and prepared some snacks and drinks for her, but the nun had no appetite at all.

The middle-aged woman sat beside her comforting her and gave her advice: "where are you from? I can help you contact the National Guard. At that time, you can ask them to help you take you back. Of course, it would be more convenient to get in touch with the monastery. "

Chloe's heart was in a mess. He didn't eat, drink or talk.

The woman nagged sadly: "my child is younger than you. I really hope he doesn't meet any bad people outside. Ah My damned husband beat him three times a day before he got divorced. He beat him when he was drunk, and beat him when he lost gambling. He beat him when he was in a bad mood.

Now that the child has run away, who can blame him? Divorce is late. In 1911, my family advised me not to marry him, but I married him when I was young and hot. Now, it's too late to regret... "

A woman's mouth is like a fountain, spitting out her resentment for the world endlessly.

Chloe was still thinking about Mary and Hoffa, but she didn't respond for a while. When she reacts, she suddenly stands up.

"What do you say?"

"Well? My bad husband? "

The woman was startled by Chloe.

"No, how long ago did you marry your husband?""11 years..."

"How many years is it now?"

"1922, why are you so excited?"