Claus went out the door and squinted his eyes. He saw a man who was walking in a hurry, looking at him with all sorts of vulgar auras, the two of them leaned on the man's shoulders, turned and headed in a different direction.

"Thomas, right? Maser wanted me to ask you, what do you know about those dead witches? "

"I heard that they were chasing after a pregnant werewolf. A woman wandering around that place alone is courting death!" As Thomas spoke, he laughed. It was unknown what he was laughing about, but his eyes looked extremely disgusting.

Claus bared his fangs, you have guts, you actually dare to say that my Wolfwoman is courting death?! It's not enough even if you die ten thousand times. My pregnant woman and baby are very well!

The river mouth informant, right? Let me be interrupted over and over again, right? My pregnant woman isn't obedient at all, is she? After a while, I will let all of you know what it means to truly seek death.

"Thomas, have you ever told anyone this?" In order to be safe, Claus still played the little rascal Thomas on purpose. Thomas shook his head and very stealthily took the credit, "No, I intend to report to Maser about the situation the first thing I did."

Claus moved closer to him and patted his shoulder, as if he was a good brother to him, "That's right, some people are really easy to be taken advantage of, right?"

Thomas was just about to nod, thinking that the chance to earn merits was right in front of him. "That's right .." "I saw .." The two words were still at the edge of his throat, but Claus had broken it completely.

Claus threw the soft body into the river to feed the fishes. Sometimes, the small fry would die from talking too much.

When Claus returned, he only saw Rebecca drinking alone. He twisted his neck, and spoke with a smile. You're not going to follow him around... Are you going to do your makeup in the bathroom? "

Rebecca shook her head, she replied Claus with a very casual attitude, "He gave me some delicious food, this place is extremely dirty, isn't he right there?"

Claus did not feel Maser's Qi. His werewolf instinct was much stronger than Rebecca's, as if he had caught onto something. He pulled his sister and asked, his tone turning anxious and impatient, "He didn't tell you that he left?"

Rebecca was a little dazed, and replied honestly out of instinct, "No, I just saw .."

Rebecca was not stupid, "Do you think he knows that we are delaying him?"

"No," Claus stood up and walked out, his footsteps moving quickly, "Unless, he is also delaying us."

"He's delaying you. I'm sure he's busy moving his little angel," Bai Lu's voice rang out from not far away. She stood at the door of the bar for who knows how long. I feel that this matter is starting to get a bit rough. Maser's plan was very successful .. However, rest assured, according to the reports from our spies, he is trying his best to persuade Davina to stay. I think we can trust him. "

"Spy?" Who... "How do you know him?" Claus thought about the cunning man who was sneaking around earlier. He frowned, why did his Wolfwoman have contact with these people?

"Allow me to remind you, my dear Claus, that this spy was sent over by your brother who was stabbed with a dagger personally!"

— Elijah.

Rebecca and Bai Lu clapped their hands together. Very good, looks like their ability to 'open their hearts wide' is still very perfect!

This was a trap, and from the looks of it now, it was unknown who the next one might be.

Elijah saw that Davina was done tidying up, and had wished for freedom for too long. Davina was a little absent-minded, and in the end, she picked up the violin that Elijah had helped her to fix.

The joyous movement slowed down, and once he left, he would only be distancing himself from his innocent friends around him. That's good too, Davina thought in his heart, at least, he would not be harmed, and he would not be able to make use of them.

Elijah walked to the side and guarded, he could not go out right now, because Davina had not withdrawn his incantation. Only if Davina opened his mouth could he go in and out freely.

Elijah was very satisfied with his handiwork. He pointed to the instrument and said, "You can return it to its true owner. It's been completely repaired."

Davina, however, had completely lost the smile on her face. She carefully took the violin from Elijah's hand, her tone filled with grief. "I don't even know if I'll ever see him again.

Elijah started to shed tears again as he looked at her. Following this, she lost control of her emotions and her strength also started to rise.

Steep, the church around a small earthquake.

Elijah looked at the violin in shock, causing his face to turn pale. She tried to suppress it with all his might, but there was nothing she could do .. Such a powerful force had already gone out of control to this extent.

Davina wanted to turn around, but it was the first time Elijah became unyielding. His hand politely grabbed onto Davina's hand, pressing her down into the chair to protect himself.

Casually, the elegant man pulled her over and sat down. He had the look of a good friend with something important to discuss.

"Davina, the powers that you possess were inherited from your friend. You know very well that they have surpassed your control." "You have to learn how to control it, which requires learning and practice. I want to tell you, my mother is an extremely powerful witch, she left behind her magic book and a lot of books full of incantations .. "Those books contain everything you can use to control magic. Believe me, if you let me go, I can give you the book."

Davina suddenly raised her head to look at Elijah. She looked carefully, inch by inch, as if she was an X-ray.

Elijah stared straight at her, not moving his eyes away at all. He only continued to discuss with her, "But, if you and Maser leave, we won't have any chance to meet again. If I can't find you, I won't be able to help you .."

Davina interrupted her long story. She wanted to know the conclusion, this kind of conclusion would still have some effect on her one year ago, "Witches have used me, do you know what the result will be?"

As he spoke these words, the killing intent in his voice gradually dimmed.

Elijah was very sensible. He nodded and started to explain in plain words, "Darling, that is not being used. Let's make a deal, shall we? Davina... "

Trade?

Yes, one thing for one thing, you get what you want, I get what I want, and we don't owe each other anything.

Okay?