"Forty-seven minutes."

Evans stared at the big clock hanging on the walls of the room and counted silently. This was the forty-seventh minute he entered the room, and it should be nearly an hour away from dispersing Cyril.

This is a compartment. In this active and large space on the ground, every baby stealer seems to have such a compartment. The compartment is illuminated with a light light, which is not completely closed, and can only make the Bandiths unable to see each other.

Since they fell into this room from the tunnel, everyone has stayed in their own room.

"What are they waiting for?"

Evans tried to analyze this situation that he could not understand at all. The noise of baby thieves chattering with each other in the compartment, and one of the topics was repeated:

Why haven’t Jiumao come back yet?

He watched the pointer continue to walk slowly. When the time came to the fiftieth minute, the leader's voice suddenly rang:

"No more waiting, no more waiting! In order, welcome the blessings of God's envoy! Everyone, stand up and bow their heads!"

God's messenger!

While Evans did as he did, his heart was shaking. He knew that the group of infant thieves believed in an evil god named "Grey God Ambrose", and obviously, the one who was called by the leading infant thieves was obviously the messenger of the evil god believed in by this cult.

He also met fanatical cult believers, in a small village in a deep valley, where the villagers believed in evil gods that never existed, and everything was like a joke.

But the messenger of God - if this messenger had strange power, it was obvious that this evil god did exist. According to Cyril's description, the "Baron Daughter" named Nerora Sinai might be the messenger of this gray god.

He listened quietly, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, followed by a slow sound of footsteps, and then in the distance, the door of the room where the leader was located was probably opened.

The footsteps disappeared, and there was no sound of talking. Only three muffled sounds of "dongdongdongdongdong" were heard, and the back door was closed.

Evans was wondering what was going on over there, and the second door opened. After the same three muffled sounds, the door closed, and the next was the third door-

What are these baby stealers doing?

Evans was shocked and suspicious. This strange situation made him not know how to face it. He listened to the doors opening and closing, and soon the sound of footsteps arrived in front of his door.

Then, the door slowly opened. He lowered his head, his mask and hood blocked his view, making him unable to see what was ahead, and he could only see something approaching.

Evans was stunned.

He saw clearly what was walking into the room.

A pair of velvet, pink slippers.

At the same time, a gentle "Huh" sounded in front of him, and then something touched the top of his head and grabbed his hood. Before Evans could react, he opened his hood with a "swish"!

Oh no!

Evans was panicked, but his movements were extremely agile. When he realized that he seemed to have been seen through, he had reached out to hold the hilt of the sword at his waist, raised his head and was about to stab him with a sword, but he saw a simple and beautiful white face.

The pair of shiny black eyes stared at him without turning, blinking from time to time, and the slender fingers were being raised in front of the mouth by the "God Envoy" and making a "shhh" gesture to him-

Nerora Sinai!

He immediately recognized that the "God Envoy" in front of him was the daughter of the baron he had seen in the manor during the day yesterday, and was also the "rescue target" of their mission.

But strangely, Narura did not mean to call him out of his identity in front of him. She just stared at him for a long time, then hooked her fingers at him as if she had thought of some fun ideas.

"Is this asking me to follow her?" Evans was wondering in his heart, but he saw that Narura had retreated from the room, and his shiny black eyes were still staring at him, and he kept making "out" gestures to him.

He frowned slightly, but at this moment all he could do was follow him and walked out. He hid beside the door and watched Narura open the doors - except for the ninth door, three dull sounds came from behind each door.

"The blessing of God's messenger-"

Behind the door of the first room, there were another long shout of being dragged, followed by three neat and muffled sounds of "dongdongdongdongdong", which seemed to shake the ground. Evans knew in his heart that this seemed to be the end of their strange ceremony, and the next baby stealers should all come out of the compartment.

He glanced at Narula, but found that she walked towards the darkness without looking back, without any intention of calling him again.

Evans gritted his teeth. At this moment, he could certainly choose to wear a hood and continue to dress up. But the goal of the mission was right in front of him. Even if it aroused the suspicion of these baby stealers, he did not want to miss the goal and leave him like this--

He made a quick decision and quickly caught up with Narura's pace. The baby stealers behind him had already rushed out of the room in a mess, and someone had already screamed:

"Where is Liuyang? Where has Liuyang gone?"

However, at this time, the "Six Sheep" had followed their God's envoy and walked through an invisible door, and then closed the door and hid their figures.

"Tread, step, step..."

"Ka, da, da..."

Two footsteps sounded one after another, and the new room was not as dark as where they were standing just now, surrounded by soft fluorites, which allowed Evans to see clearly the costume of the God-Evans in front of him.

She was wearing a white cotton long skirt, with black hair falling behind her, and her slender and white arms exposed outside, without any intention of covering up. As she walked, she could see the beautiful body curves of the white skirt swaying.

He was in a daze when he suddenly stopped Narura's steps, then she turned around, her eyes lit up with extraordinary spirit:

"Are you here to play with me, Mr. Fake Nose?"

Mr. Fake Nose - Evans certainly understood that it was her calling herself. He felt a chill on his back, and similar words had been heard from Cyrill once. This seemed to be an option card. Whether it was wrong or not, it would cause the beautiful lady in front of him to enter a dangerous state of rascality.

Evans' heart beat fast at this moment, and his palms were sweating. He knew he had only a few seconds to answer.

He quickly reviewed the information that Cyril had given before, suddenly raised his hands, wiped it randomly on his face, wiped the strange "skin" that was stuck on his face, and accumulated it into a ball, revealing his own skin, leaving only a fake nose.

Then, he smiled like he thought he was the kindest:

"Yes, I'm here to play with you, look--"

He pinched the fake skin on his hands back and forth, and it was like mud, and it was smearing. Within a few efforts, he pinched these strange things made by Cyril into the shape of a villain according to Narula's appearance, held them in his hand, and shook them towards Narula.

Narura's eyes widened, and she looked at Evans intently, and she pinched out a villain of similar shape as hers, as if she was using magic. She couldn't help but exclaim.

And Evans continued to smile and said:

"Is it fun? Haven't you?"

Nerora nodded repeatedly, which made Evans feel in her heart that she was not facing an adult noble lady, but a child - oh yes, maybe the other party was actually a child.

He thought to himself, observing Narura's eyes, no dangerous red silk was produced, so he felt relieved and said softly:

"Then, I'll teach you how to play."
Chapter completed!