Sophie was just going to muddle along like a broken pot. She didn't have the determination to do anything for Monique and Jane Ann.

Sabin couldn't stand to see such a depressed friend.

When Sabin came forward, he snapped the bottle in Sophie's hand. The volume became fierce. He was almost sad about his misfortune and angry. "You don't want to do anything, do you? You gave up, didn't you? However, there is still hope. I always believe in you, Sophie. Listen to me, my dear friend, when you catch all the walking men to cover up your pain, I have been looking around, keeping a low profile and listening to the news... "

Sabin's fierce speech crackled down. Unfortunately, Sophie didn't have any extra reaction. She just looked at Sabin and poured a glass of wine. So what? She has no hope. The witch's elders are dead. Can their monik wake up?!

——Her pain could not be understood by her friends, and Sophie nodded dispensably.

Sabin's mouth made a strange arc. She grabbed Sophie's hand with special force. The tight Sophie's arms were drawn. The two people were too close. Sophie couldn't see Sabin's expression at this time, but the strange voice came, "Sophie, I want to tell you that Marcel's Day walker is looking for a girl in the whole city... Brown hair, Blue eyes, sixteen or seventeen, deja vu? "

Brown hair, blue eyes, 16-year-old girl - Sophie naturally knows who that is better than anyone. That is her niece's best friend Davina, the only little witch who survived the harvest festival.

Sophie's glass fell off, and she pressed it in front of Sabin. Ye was shining in her eyes, and the light of hope began to extend slowly. "You mean Davina wasn't with Marcel?"

Seeing that Sophie finally had a superfluous response to her, the angry Sabin nodded slowly with an inexplicable smile. Davina was not with marcel, which means that he had no way to know that the witches cast magic during this period of time.

Their magic, free, a free witch, no one can guess what they can do!

Sophie and Sabin looked as like as two peas, and their lips were simultaneously smiling, and the same strange and evil. "That means that if we can find her, then everything will be remedied. We still have hope, yes, we can do all this!"

Davina's return means that the harvest festival will be a great success. Sophie's hope began to ignite, and every word of the oath rang in her vein.

Davina is dead. Yes, as long as the damn harvest sacrifice can be held successfully, her Monica and her niece will come back, won't they?