Rain fell into London.

London ushered in a rare heavy rain. The rainwater came down as if it was free, connecting into threads and making the windows crackle.

Lightning flashed and thundered under the night sky, and an arc of light flashed across, illuminating the illusory kingdom of God suspended above London.

The street was pitch dark, and you couldn't see your fingers. It was daytime, but there was no light. Even the gas lamp on the roadside couldn't be lit.

Even in such bad weather conditions, some workers insisted on going out. They took kerosene lamps, put on raincoats, walked into the howling wind, and walked with difficulty. But before they had gone far, the oil lamps went out in the swing, and they could only Advance in the dark.

In the Huajie Grocery Store, Ma Wei looked solemn as he looked at the windows that were constantly being washed away. He had a speech today, but looking at the weather, it was obviously impossible to hold it.

In addition, the whole of London was in a state of paralysis, and there were no police patrols on the streets. After thinking for a moment, Mavey asked Edward to call a group of witchers on the roof into the house.

They can't be allowed to perform their duties in this kind of weather.

The team of demon hunters who entered the grocery store rested in the living room. They used the lit fireplace to dry their clothes while drinking hot tea and eating snacks that Ma Wei brought out from nowhere. They were very sensible and did not disturb Ma Wei and others. Life,

For some reason, Mr. Nicholas's daughter kept staring at them... maybe she was staring at the snacks in front of them.

"Please stop the rain...please stop the rain...let's have a god who can control the weather..."

In the kitchen, Mawei, who was preparing lunch, heard Yunia's incessant thoughts. She was obviously a god, but she was praying to other gods. It was really...

People don't know what to say.

"Looking at the weather, Felix may have been kept outside." Ma Wei glanced out the window.

Last night, Levine went to the small town of Beaconsfield to harvest the newly planted burgundy grass, but it soon started to rain heavily, and he has not returned until now. Most likely, the train was suspended and he was cut off. Stopped.

If he is alone, no matter how heavy the rain is, it will not be a problem. He can just activate the mud shadow magic or the heart of the jungle. The problem is...

Accompanying him to the small town of Beckensfield was Helena.

"I could have gone out to play..."

After praying for a long time, but to no avail, Yunia gave up and lay on the table playing with a stuffed bear. She puffed her lips and muttered: "It's better now. Not only can't I go out, but I also have less snacks..."

"Isn't there a lot more?" Ma Wei stirred the stew in the pot and said without looking back: "We have guests at home, so we have to bring something to entertain you. Those snacks are almost expired. I'll buy you fresh ones later. .”

"Hehe... I knew daddy was the best!" Yunia said with a silly smile.

"Yannick." Mavey tasted the stew, added some more salt to the pot, then covered the pot and turned off the heat: "Go find Felix and see what's going on over there. Now it's In extraordinary times, it’s best to be careful.”

Edward, who was not interested in human food, nodded and turned into a bat and flew out of the window. Although the rain was heavy, it had no effect on it.

"Emma, ​​go call the guests over and get ready for dinner."

"Um!"

Yunia jumped off the chair and ran towards the living room.

Royal palace, king's bedroom.

Wearing a nightgown, Lord Rhodes IV stood in front of the window holding red wine in his hand. His indifferent eyes looked at the branches swaying in the wind and rain below. His arms swayed slightly, causing ripples in the wine.

"It's almost... it's almost successful."

Rhodes IV murmured to himself. At this moment, a pair of wrinkled palms that vaguely showed the charm of his youth rested on his shoulders. The Queen came to him and whispered: "Will you and

Goodbye to her."

"I just hope you can fulfill your promise."

"Of course, we never break our promises."

Women's trade union.

The weather conditions were so bad that the repair work of the union came to a standstill. The union, which was crowded yesterday, seemed extremely deserted today, with only a few people coming and busy lighting lamps.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Candice stepped forward to open the door, but saw no one at first. When she was about to close the door in confusion, she suddenly noticed a hat dangling below.

"Good afternoon, beautiful lady."

The dwarf with the pointed hat took off his hat and said politely: "Excuse me, is Duke Freya Chevalier here?"

"President...who are you?"

"Oh, I came here specifically to see Duke Chevalier. My master sent me to talk about some very important things, very important, related to the future development of the women's union." A smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the dwarf:

"Can you please inform me?"

"Who is your master?"

"It's not convenient to reveal this. You should know that this is a very important secret. I will naturally tell Duke Chevalier when I see her."

As the daughter of a noble family, Candice has never heard of any noble family using a dwarf as a servant.

The dwarf is so short that it would be unseemly to take him out. He is more like a clown for fun than a servant...

Candice is not discriminating against dwarfs, but she knows that noble housekeepers have appearance approval, which is the most basic threshold.

Although she had some doubts about the identity of the dwarf in front of her, Candice still asked the other party to wait and went up to report it. The dwarf was also very obedient and did not even enter the door, but stood at the door and waited quietly.

Candice closed the door, quickly went upstairs, knocked on the door of Freya's office, walked into the room, and said to Freya: "President, there is a dwarf looking for you outside. He said he has something very important.

It is related to the future development of the union.”

"dwarf..."

Freya raised her head and said slowly: "Let him come in."

"Do we really want him to come in?" Candice struggled: "I don't think he is a good person... There are not many people in the union now, why don't we let him go back first and wait for another day..."

"No, Candice, let him in."

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Seeing that Freya insisted on doing this, Candice said no more, went downstairs to pick up the dwarf, and returned to the room. As soon as she entered the door, she heard Freya say: "Candice, you can go home."

"Go home?" Candice was stunned for a moment: "President, it's only the afternoon, and I still have a list of names that I haven't finished counting..."

"Let's do it tomorrow, obedient."

"oh..."

Candice nodded, walked out of the room, and closed the door. The moment she closed the door, she still doubted the dwarf's motives. As soon as she loosened her grip, the door was not closed tightly, leaving a small gap, and she was pressed against it.

He peeked through the gap, fearing that Freya would be in danger.

In the room, Freya leaned back, put her legs in high boots on the desk in a very unaristocratic manner, held a file in her hand to trim her nails, and glanced sideways at the dwarf with half-squinted eyes...

"May I have your name?"

"You can just call me Hat, Duke Chevalier." the dwarf said very politely.

"I'm asking for your name, not your nickname."

The cold tone made the dwarf frown, but he soon relaxed and introduced himself: "My name is Amber Oliva."

"Are you looking for me?"

"That's it, Your Excellency the Duke..."

When it came to business, the dwarf cleared his throat and said the words he had prepared in advance: "Have you heard of the Doomsday Party?"

"I've heard about the Doomsday Party. What, you are a member of the Doomsday Party?"

"I am the representative of the Doomsday Party."

The dwarf bowed and said: "Since you have heard of the Doomsday Party, you should know our style of doing things. This can save a lot of time, and I don't need to bother to answer the goals of the Doomsday Party for you..."

"Is it so troublesome?" Freya blew away the worn nail clippings and smiled: "It can be summed up in one sentence - save mankind before the end of the world, right?"

"If you can sum it up in one sentence, it seems that you have heard more than just about us." The dwarf smiled back: "Yes, our Doomsday Party pursues the concept of opening up a way for mankind, and has been working closely with us during thousands of years of turmoil.

In the dark battle, even if there is only one person left, we will bravely hold up the torch to guide mankind..."

Freya just listened quietly, with no expression on her face.

"Duke Chevali, do you support our doomsday party?"

"I can't say I support you, but I won't stop you either," Freya said.

The dwarf nodded: "It seems that you are a neutral faction, which is good. There will always be people who question it. We can't shut everyone's mouths or force others to believe in us. As long as we don't interfere or block, it's enough.

"

"Well... Duke Chevali, although you are a neutral, there is one thing I have to explain to you. The women's union you created has affected the plans of the Doomsday Party, so I ask you to dissolve the union.

, if you are willing to do this, when everything is over, our doomsday party promises to support women’s liberation!”

The dwarf smiled and said: "Do you... agree?"

"disagree."

Freya sneered: "What does my establishment of a women's union have to do with your Doomsday Party? Disband it if you ask me to disband it? Get out!"

"It seems the negotiations have broken down..."

The dwarf sighed, walked to the table, and turned the oil valve to make the kerosene lamp burn more vigorously, illuminating the entire room with dim light.

Then, the dwarf opened the window again, and strong wind mixed with rain poured into the room, and the pages on the table flew...
To be continued...