Electromagnetic Science from Pirates

When the early morning light enveloped the earth again, the city of Bleviley came to life again.

Most people have forgotten the panic caused by the disappearance of several families. People's joys and sorrows are not the same. Just like the disappearance or even death of several families will not resonate with most unrelated people, and will only become their after-dinner thoughts. Talk.

Only those who have experienced it can understand the bone-crushing pain, such as Basil Hawkins.

The golden light entered the room lightly through the cracks in the window and shattered on the boy's slightly haggard face.

In her fair skin, you can see the traces of a good life in the past.

However, there was no expression on his face.

After his parents were kidnapped, Hawkins seemed to be a different person, especially the scene he saw last night, which was deeply imprinted on this young mind.

That is the other side of the world that is not under the protection of parents. There is no tenderness on this side, only naked flesh and blood.

Unfortunately, he is the weak one.

Therefore, it was very difficult for him to even save his own life.

A night of thinking made Hawkins mature a lot. He buried all his emotions deep in his immature face, not revealing any of them, leaving only a dull expression.

He is very smart, and he easily learned some truths from yesterday's wonderful play.

Some other truths were in the deck of tarot cards placed in front of him.

It's a bit ridiculous to say that, as a priest, his father doesn't believe in tarot cards.

As for him, Hawkins was taught all kinds of knowledge by his parents since he was a child, but he was most passionate about Tarot cards.

If my father could also master tarot card divination, he might be able to avoid danger without ending up dead.

He left with Zong Zheng yesterday, so of course he stayed at Zong Zheng's house temporarily.

After he came back, he realized that his understanding was wrong. The one who could bring him change was not Zong Zheng, the captain of the city guard... Oh, he has been suspended now.

Instead, the two girls, one older and one younger, were the ones the divination pointed out.

Unfortunately, it was too late. He did a divination for his parents at night, and the result made him collapse.

The fallen God of Death once saved him from crisis, but this time, a bright Death card has already explained the problem.

Hawkins is very smart. After what happened yesterday, he knows very well who his real enemy is. It is precisely because of his smartness that he can feel desperate.

The gap between the nobles and common people in this world can be said to be as big as clouds and mud.

As a member of the dilapidated aristocracy, he understands better than many people how out of reach Beru Stull, who is the pinnacle of power in this country, is.

After staying up almost all night, Hawkins was thinking about his future.

Whichever direction he wants to go from now on, no one will be able to plan his way forward and protect him from wind and rain.

Facing the sun, with bloodshot eyes, Hawkins began another divination for himself.

Hawkins closed his eyes and stacked all the Tarot cards face down in his hands. He relaxed and put the cards on the table. The Tarot cards continued to change positions in his hands several times. After the transformation, they came back together.

Because it was a divination for himself, he didn't need to ask any questions. He drew the cards according to his own wishes.

A holy triangle formation appeared.

He gently opened the first one——[TheMagician]

magician!

He collected the next two cards without looking at them again. To be precise, he collected all the cards and put them in his pocket.

There was nothing to pack, so he tidied up the room, restored it to its original appearance, and gently opened the door.

In the living room, it was Zong Zheng who brought him back.

The captain of the City Guards, who was originally a man of great temperament and strength, was now lying on the table drunkenly and soundly asleep.

There were many bottles of wine poured around.

Hawkins walked over silently. He gently put away all the wine bottles and briefly sorted out other garbage.

Finally, I found a piece of paper, scribbled a few lines, and quietly put the pen and paper on the table.

Finally, he bowed to Zong Zheng, then turned around and quickly disappeared out of the door.

at the table.

Zong Zheng opened his eyes, with complex expressions flashing inside. He did not look at the piece of paper, but murmured: "Leave, it doesn't matter if you leave, with your divination skills, you can live well if you leave here.

This country...oh, this country..."

bang.

He picked up a wine bottle and turned the bottle's mouth towards himself. For a long time, no wine was left behind, so he threw it away.

"Ugh...ahem, this country is sick!"

……

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The window of the room was open, and after one night, the smell of feces and urine in the bedroom became very light.

Beru Stull's body in the iron cage was twisted into an exaggerated arc, making him look like he was not human.

The light that penetrated through the gap in the curtains shone on his pupils, reflecting a coquettish light.

His eyes were no longer as fierce or crazy as they were yesterday, and were even filled with a strangely painful fear.

This emotion hadn't appeared for who knows how many years, but now he was afraid.

A night of torture.

It made him deeply feel what it was like for those who had been tortured by him. His ferocity and madness were of no use in the face of the pain that seemed to reach straight to the soul.

He didn't know how many times he cursed this seemingly young boy in his heart. This boy with an angelic face was actually an out-and-out devil.

But the curse was useless.

He finally wanted to beg for mercy, but it was useless.

Because the boy didn't give him a chance to speak. He kept his mouth sealed from the beginning to the end. He even bit the cloth in his mouth until it bled because of the pain.

Now, he just wants to die.

He wanted to let the boy kill him like he killed Hovres and give himself a happy life, but in fact he knew that this was a luxury wish.

He didn't know how long the boy whose name he didn't even know was going to torture him.

Just now, a guard came to deliver the meal. The boy could easily imitate Hovres's voice or even his own voice. Stuer knew that he was finished.

Because of his harshness in the past, he deeply understood that if he did not appear, no one would dare to enter this house.

Various complex emotions were tumbling inside Stuer's heart, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

Sudden.

A shadow stood in front of him, it was the boy who had finished breakfast.

Beru Stull's pupils tightened, and fear instantly surged into his heart.

"Woooo... woooo... oooo..."

Murphy grinned: "I know, you must be impatient. The package will start soon. Yesterday it was only 98. Today we will upgrade it to 298, and then 998. It will be so exciting that you can't breathe."