Adrosson walked in the thick fog and shook his nose.
Because of the heroic spirit he summoned, he could keenly feel that the concentration of magic was slowly increasing in the thick fog of London.
Increased magic concentration will cause many consequences, one of which is that the number of phantom spirits or servants who are summoned to this special point will increase.
"Mother..." Adrosson sighed, speeding up his pace and moving towards the Thames.
......
"...I understand, Miss Lawrence." Fujimaru Rika is not an unreasonable person. Although the cause and effect in the middle is very complicated,...
"... Thank you very much for your understanding, Lord." Lawrence put his posture so low in front of Fujimaru Rika for the first time. She even trembled as she bowed. "The root of all this is because of me, a mistake and shame that I cannot avoid, so..."
"Miss Lawrence."
Fujimaru Rika's hand fell on Lawrence's shoulder, with a little helplessness.
"......ah?" Lawrence raised his head and looked at Fujimaru Rika.
"No matter what, Miss Lawrence is enough as long as she can be safe." Fujimaru Rika touched Lawrence's head, and at this moment the identities of the two seemed to have been changed.
"Miss Simonetta... has left the stage, which is an unavoidable fact." The loss and sadness in Fujimaru Rika's eyes can be seen almost at a glance, "I have understood the story clearly behind you, behind the Zorgen family, behind this child."
"Whether half of London was destroyed at that time or Miss Simonnetta's exit, I think it is unfair to blame Miss Lawrence and this child." Fujimaru Rika's tone calmed down, walked to Nolra, squatted down, looked at Nolra who was crying silently, and smiled and touched his head, "Instead of entanglement of the disaster itself, it is better to focus on the person who caused the disaster."
"You are not the wrong person."
Nolra's eyes lit up, she looked up at Fujimaru Rika, and Lawrence also sat back in a daze.
"You claim to be a omnipotent person and have super wiseness. Why do you always like to be stubborn in such things?" Fujimaru Rika looked at Lawrence's blank eyes and felt helpless. "It seems that Mr. Manrio is right at all."
Lawrence subconsciously looked at Manrio. Manrio, who was still sad just now, suddenly panicked and quickly turned his head.
"Miss Lawrence, I ask you, is this child a tragedy caused by you?" Rika pointed at Nolra and asked Lawrence.
"It's my descendant..." Lawrence answered honestly.
"Is it you? Is it you? Or is it your instructed?" Fujimaru Ritsuka interrupted Lawrence and asked again.
"...No, but my descendant..." Lawrence continued to answer.
"Then do you know? Did you not stop it if you know it?" Fujimaru Ritsuka continued to interrupt and asked.
"...No..." Lawrence opened his mouth.
"Isn't that good? Your descendant named Se is already a descendant of countless generations. Why does he have to pay the price for what he does? Is it just because he is your descendant?" Fujimaru Rika's face was filled with anger.
"I..." Lawrence's brain had not fully recovered from the chaos, but was actually brought out from the horns little by little by little by little by little by Fujimaru Rika!
Manrio looked at Fujimaru Rika with awe in his eyes.
This person has some action!
"Children, can I ask you?" Fujimaru Rika jumped in front of Nolra like a rabbit, scaring Nolra.
"Oh? What, what?" Nolra retreated slightly, he was a little afraid of being angry.
"Do you hate Miss Lawrence?" Fujimaru Rika looked at Nolra's eyes, and Nolra's eyes involuntarily began to dodge.
"I...I don't know, but I know that Lawrence is a very good person, a very hard-working person." Nolra said in a tangled manner.
He wanted to say that he did not hate Lawrence, but his body and soul reminded him that he hated Zorgen and his bloodline.
This is engraved on the throne of the hero and flowing in the magic of Nolra. People cannot deceive their souls, not to mention that Nolra is just a ten-year-old child, a good child.
Tong Yao noticed that Nolra's mental state seemed to have changed because of Fujimaru Rika, and she suddenly became happy: "Big sister, you speak nicely, say a few more words, say a few more words!"
"Oh? Ah... OK." Fujimaru Rika touched the head of the nursery rama again.
"That... this one is a nursery rhyme, and also a servant." Lawrence, who had come back to his senses, introduced her stiffly. Her thoughts were still stuck in her own thinking. The introduction of nursery rhyme was entirely a subconscious reaction of the body.
"Well! I am a nursery rhyme, a collection of picture books and fairy tales!" The nursery rhyme happily greeted Fujimaru Takika.
"Well, hello, Miss Nursery Rabbit." Fujimaru Rika waved to Mathue and Manrio, pointed to Lawrence, and he was getting close to Nolra and Nursery Rabbit.
Mordred watched as the silence and dead silence in front of him gradually disappeared, replaced by understanding and gentleness.
"There is a set, the Lord of Chaldes..." She had a smile on her face, "If you exist, then the soul will not be able to be stopped."
"Hey, Lawrence." She stood up and looked at Lawrence, who was sitting there dignifiedly, with a muddy face. "And the Lord, now that Lawrence is back, our condition has been adjusted. Shouldn't it be time to go to Fulham?"
Lawrence's eyes returned to light and nodded: "It seems that you already know what's going on over Fulham. Since that's the case, it's really not going to be late."
She took a deep breath, made herself smile, and looked at Nolra: "Norra, are you willing to assist us?"
Nolra nodded without hesitation.
"I know what I should do now!" He looked at Fujimaru Rika, grabbed Fujimaru Rika's hand, and concluded a temporary contract.
"Thank you Nolra, then, let's go." Fujimaru Rika had just signed a temporary contract with the nursery rama, smiled, stood up, and nodded to Lawrence.
Lawrence also smiled, still tired, nodded to Fujimaru Rika.
Rika is right, but...
Forget it, why do you think so much now? Don’t forget your primary goal, Lawrence.
While everyone was about to set off, Mordred suddenly sensed something and looked in the direction of the center of London.
In that direction, there seemed to be a storm.
Chapter completed!