Chapter 1828

This is the ancient city of Winchester. Ursula is here for the first time.

But obviously, she has rarely left home since she was injured as a child, not to mention Britain. Even the nearby Muggle town can't recognize several roads. It was not until the prophet's blood woke up that she left her hometown where she grew up because of a sense of mission. Recently, she has traveled more places than she had been in her life in the past 20 years.

However, the style of the ancient city of Winchester is indeed very rare. Even if the urban area is filled with annoying fog, the sense of historical vicissitudes of the ancient urban area is still constantly penetrating from the scope of vision, which makes people feel endless aftertaste.

Ursula was held in her arms by the human figure. While secretly enduring the dull pain caused by the long bumps in her waist and back, she couldn't help picking up her hood and looking left and right silently.

It can be found that there seemed to be a rain near here last night, and the roads in the streets were damp.

Perhaps it is because the roads in this ancient city have experienced too long wind, frost, rain, snow and practice by people and horses. Even if there are traces of repair, potholes can be seen everywhere. At present, because it has rained, water has accumulated in those sunken places, which looks more obvious.

"Miss hornheim, your shoes are splashed."

While secretly congratulating herself that she didn't have to wade in such a place, Ursula couldn't help but kindly remind the other party that the lady who could manipulate the doll finally told her her name before she left for here.

In fact, although Ursula was abducted by the other party, she always felt that the other party was not a "bad person" during her time with the other party, but seemed to talk very well.

Because of this, she is no longer as alert to each other as she was at the beginning.

"Yes, it's wet through," Sarah nodded. "But it's nothing. It's fun to walk in a puddle."

"Really?"

Ursula, who had some luck, somehow envied her.

"Well, it seems really interesting."

When his voice dropped a little, Ursula Wu sighed and then turned to say:

"Miss hornheim, have we... Been somewhere?"

"Oh, yes! Almost," Sarah nodded. "We're coming to the ancient city of Winchester. The person who asked me to pick you up will wait here."

"Here?" Ursula could not help knocking around, and then wondered, "where?"

This is indeed a land boundary with a long history and full charm. It's good to visit occasionally and taste the glory of England. But it's strange to live here... Not to mention now when there are crises everywhere.

But when Ursula was confused, she listened to Sarah:

"Where? I don't know - he didn't mention it to me."

As she said this, Sarah suddenly stopped, but she was still there when the water splashed. Therefore, the doll holding Ursula and following him naturally stopped moving forward and waited silently.

Ursula did not dare to speak any more, because it was obvious that the other party suddenly noticed something.

After a while, Sarah nodded slightly:

"It seems that someone has come to pick us up."

"Isn't it a living corpse?" Ursula said with some worry.

"I don't think so," Sarah shook her head. "Haven't you found it? There hasn't been even a living corpse in this ancient city - think about the road near Winchester before! You can meet a group every few steps. Compared with here, it's like hell. I think it must have been cleaned up."

Just after saying these words, Ursula suddenly saw that two wizards came out of the fog in front.

The next moment, both sides stopped and looked at each other.

"Are you Mr. McLean's people?"

Sarah asked, but there was no response - really, they felt more like "dolls" than the alchemy dolls she made.

"I ask you, is it Mr. Marca McLean's man? He asked me to come to him -"

"Miss hornheim, I don't think they will answer you..." Ursula just wanted to persuade Sarah not to waste more words, but soon she was stunned. "Wait... Mr. McLean? Did Mr. McLean ask you to bring me here?"

She asked a question somewhat later, but before she could ask again, she saw the two wooden faced wizards in front suddenly sideways and asked, and then turned around and walked back.

As soon as Sarah saw it, she didn't care to talk to Ursula anymore. She quickly controlled the meat and followed her.

Soon, as the road ahead became more and more flat and wide, the ancient buildings along the road gradually became tall.

Finally, the two wizards who led the way suddenly stopped in front of a tall church door, and then went forward and silently pushed open the door.

"Squeak --"

As the heavy wooden door gradually opened, it made a sour sound.

After they opened the door, they looked back at Sarah and Ursula, and then walked in one after another. When Sarah saw her, she quickly followed her.

This is a very large church, with a sense of massiness everywhere. At the same time, the brick carved walls give people a cold and gloomy illusion at any time. But these two feelings are intertwined, but there is no sense of conflict.

When Sarah and Ursula entered the church, they followed each other and walked out of the side door and through a corridor. When they suddenly realized that they seemed to have crossed some barrier, a wooden door appeared in front of them.

The next moment, the door opened again, and a prayer hall no smaller than the previous church finally came into their sight.

The bright flame leaped at the height, scattered the light, and dispersed the same lingering fog in the hall to a certain extent.

"Sarah, you're here."

At the moment when Ursula's attention was attracted by the light, a familiar voice made her quickly move her eyes and look at the front of the hall.

It was a familiar figure, right in the middle of the hall. The bright light could not drive away the fog, so that people couldn't see it so far away.

"Is it... Mr. McLean?" Ursula couldn't help saying.

"Well, Miss Geoffrey... We meet again."