"We have to learn from this time." Fujimaru Rika thought while running, turning her head to Mashu and said.
"I have never encountered a sensible servant in London, so I subconsciously ignored the possibility that the enemy holds a sensible servant. This is my negligence as the Lord." She frowned. Although she was blaming herself, she did not lose her determination and confidence. "I should be more cautious without the support of Doctor Roman's magic radar."
Mashew nodded.
Sakata Kintoki and Camilla are both injured now, which is likely to directly affect the battle situation. Now that Lawrence is not around, he can only deal with it simply, and then let Henry Jekyll, who is not good at fighting, take them back.
"Don't talk for now. Fulham is ahead. There are very likely traps. Let's be careful." Mordred interrupted the conversation between Mashu and Fujimaru Rika. "Mr. Jekyll has now taken Sakata Kintoshi and Camilla back. If a fight occurs, we must withstand it."
"I understand, slow down and move forward slowly." Fujimaru Rika nodded.
Masch stood at the front of the team, frowned as he walked, "Master, Miss Mordred, Mr. Manrio, do you feel that the fog here is particularly thick?"
"......Hmm." Fujimaru Takaya stretched out his hand, and it was indeed very obvious that visibility was reduced. "Mr. Manrio, can you feel anything?"
Manrio's magic position was always open, alert to everything around him, but he didn't feel anything special, so he shook his head gently.
"...My suggestion is to retreat first." Manrio's face was a little disproportionately serious. "Now, we can't even determine our specific location. The fog is getting thicker and thicker. It's the enemy's method."
Making up the idea, the four of them turned around and ran away.
After the four people left, a sound with a little mechanical feeling came from the fog.
"It is rare to be fooled."
"It's good that we won't kill these people who are still working hard now." Another male voice sounded quite happy.
......
Fujimaru Takaka and the others retreated eastward to the banks of the Thames and stopped.
"The concentration of the fog has returned to normal. There is indeed something strange about Fulham." Fujimaru Rika breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately she didn't go in just now.
"Wood Greene has kept us basic vigilance, and your insight has improved, the teacher's master." Manrio smiled and patted Fujimaru Takika on the shoulder twice.
Fujimaru Rika always felt something strange. She was patted by a child on the shoulder very maturely...?
"Your eyes are so rude, the master of the teacher!" Manrio looked at Fujimaru Rika and bulged his cheeks.
"Ah, it's okay...I remember Mr. Manrio said before that he was like this when he was alive, but I remember that Mr. Manrio died of illness in middle age...?" Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled apologetically and pushed his hand.
"This...I thought you didn't notice it." Manrio didn't care when he heard his death, but he just smiled casually and sat between Mashu and Fujimaru Rika. "It's actually very simple. I probably looked like this when I was alive, but I had to have a little more wrinkles and my hair was a little white...
"You probably know how the teacher and I met."
Several people sat by the river, while trimming their condition while listening to Manrio telling some of his life.
"After I was rescued, it was difficult to grow again because of my age and my previous abuse. Even if the food my teacher gave me was nutritious and delicious, I could only maintain this height and appearance until I die." Manrio's eyes were a little regretful.
"The teacher is a person who values ​​emotions, so the teacher has been upset for a long time because of my height." Manrio smiled bitterly, as if he was laughing at himself.
Fujimaru Rika nodded in a clear way and sighed.
Miss Lawrence really values ​​feelings...
"I don't know how the teacher is in the current state." Manrio's eyes showed concern. "Ms. Simonnetta was one of the teacher's biggest regrets during his lifetime. This time I failed to save Miss Simonnetta. The teacher must...it's very painful."
Fujimaru Rika pursed her lips and her eyelashes shook slightly.
"Puff--" A knocking sound came from the storage device carried by Maxiu.
"Ah! Fufu and Puke!" Mashu suddenly remembered something, quickly turned out the storage device and opened it.
The little fairy Phantom Purke's white and tender face turned red: "You are so rude! You actually locked the sleeping Purke and this white beast in a cage! Rude! Purke doesn't like you!"
Puke started crying as he spoke
After Fufu crawled out of the containment device, she crawled into Mashu's arms, and then looked at Puke with contempt.
If you don't agree, come and hit me?
Puke cried even harder.
Fujimaru Rika and Mashu rushed to coax.
......
Lawrence took a pair of teenage girls to head north from Croydon, trying to cross the Thames from the Ferry Pier in Wandsworth, and then head to Fulham.
The thumb girl came out of Lawrence's fluffy hair and asked timidly: "Big, big sister, where are we going?"
"Let's go find your creator, your father." Lawrence thought wholeheartedly about the purpose of coming to the special point, pressing all other factors into his heart, forcing himself to move forward, and smiling at the thumb girl.
Nolra ran beside Lawrence, always peeking at Lawrence.
He is like a child who does something wrong, always worried about whether adults will punish him.
Because of his personality, he would never speculate on others with malicious intentions. He would always think about his own mistakes at the first time, afraid of being punished but accepting punishment... except for some of the few that he extremely disgusted.
For example, the transformation of Selim Zorgen into this image, and the construction of the story based on him as a prototype resulted in the fact that he is now unable to become himself and cannot get rid of himself.
He... really wants to get close to Lawrence.
But because of the spontaneous hatred from the body, he could not control himself at all.
The relationship between Lawrence and Nolra has long been a mess.
But the starting point of both of them is to give each other kindness and apologies.
Every anno is pure. Even the most scheming Zuocun Anno was actually just a gear with high force in that chaotic era.
Chapter completed!