Mysteries of the Earthsea

Margaret, who had changed her outfit, walked on the street in the port area, watching the people around her completely ignoring her, she suddenly hummed in joy.

As she walked and watched, she suddenly smelled the burnt scent in the air, pulled the maid beside her and ran towards the roadside stall in the distance.

"Gina, look, there is a charcoal grilled octopus over there, let's try it."

The driver, who changed his old clothes next to him, looked around with solemn expression.

When he turned to the dark shadows on the roof that the light could not reach, he felt a little relaxed.

The people from the seventh place have followed, and the port area is temporarily safe.

Margaret held the grilled octopus in her hand and continued to walk forward.

Although the people around her were not very clean, and there were some sewage and garbage on the ground, but she didn't know what was going on, she couldn't help but feel happy when she walked on this street.

The port area is always so lively and noisy. Everyone is struggling in their own lives. Boats of all sizes are staggered. Many steamships stop on the shore to load and unload goods. Workers with strong physique sweat and carry goods. Carrying the goods.

The maid Gina clutched her nose and avoided the sailors smoking cigarettes nearby. "Miss, do you really like to come here? I heard that the Tuna Theater has released some new romance dramas, shall we go and watch it?"

Margaret shook her head, "That kind of drama is meaningless. It's nothing more than men and women finally come together after thousands of obstacles. The new drama is nothing more than changing the identities of the hero and heroine. There is no such good thing in reality. "

She wandered all the way down the street. If you see something delicious and fun along the way, you have to try it yourself.

As the surrounding smell became a little unpleasant, the street began to narrow, and some lunatics began to appear in the corners of the street.

Looking at the dirty lunatics, Margaret sighed slightly. She knew that these people could not help by themselves, even if they were sent to the lunatic asylum, it would not take long for another group of lunatics to emerge from them.

They don't know when they will come here or when they will disappear.

Margaret passed by them and continued on. It is the most fringe of the port area without going far.

Apart from a dilapidated hut by the sea and a little boy eating food at the door, there was no one else.

Margaret walked over curiously. "Hello, look at how delicious you are, what are you eating?"

The boy was alert and hid the brown bread with the fried egg in his hand, hid in the room and quickly closed the door.

Margaret was amused. She was just saying hello. Is she still afraid that the food won't work?

Seeing no answer, Margaret walked two steps quickly to the shore next to him, and looked at the dark sea in front of him.

"Miss, it's late, we have to go back now." The strong man, the driver and bodyguard, looked at the dark sea warily.

He can deal with the people on the road, but if something pops out of the water, he really can't figure it out.

After watching the sea quietly for a while, Margaret turned and walked towards the path. "Wandering out for a while, it's better than watching a drama or having afternoon tea. Let's go back."

Margaret walked past the madmen towards the busy street.

"Anna, wait for me to let me finish this set."

The girl's heart jumped, and she immediately turned and looked in the direction of the madmen. She didn't understand the language just now, but the voice gave her a familiar feeling.

"Miss, what's the matter?" the maid chief Gina asked curiously.

Margaret's eyes swept through the dirty crowd, but she found nothing, and finally she hesitated and said: "Nothing... Let's go back."

The three of them crossed the noisy street and returned to the islander's residential area again. With a "touch", the car door was closed, and Marguerite in the car frowned thinking about something.

The wheels began to move and drove towards the Governor from the exit of the port area.

But just when the car was not far away, an anxious voice sounded in the car. "Stop, stop!"

The harsh brakes sounded, and Marguerite, with a nervous face, quickly pushed the car door and ran toward the port area.

Just as she hurried back, she suddenly slapped her feet and the white heels on her feet broke.

Regardless of the dirty ground, Marguerite took off her shoes and rushed forward quickly wearing a pair of silk stockings.

"Miss, no matter what you are going to do now, please tell me, and I will do everything possible to help you." The driver who came over said nervously while running. It was the first time he saw the lady so anxious.

Margaret ignored the driver's voice, and when she saw the gathering place of madmen in the distance, she stepped up and rushed out quickly.

She rushed in madly, her eyes quickly swept across their faces, and the dirty and dull faces filtered in front of her, but she did not find the face that made her miss her.

"Lily, click here, and click to turn it on." A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and Marguerite quickly turned around to see the madman making the sound.

It was a lunatic standing in the gutter, holding a rotting mouse in his hand, and muttering words that others could not understand.

The trembling Margaret wiped away the dirt on the madman's face with her hand. When she saw the familiar scar, she finally couldn't hold it back, and she lay down in Charles's arms and burst into tears.

In Governor He Fang's mansion, the white bathtub was quickly blackened by the dark mud, and then quickly washed away by warm water.

Her eyes were flushed, Margaret took her face towel~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and gently rubbed it on Charles's face.

My lady didn't let herself help, and personally bathed this crazy man? !

The maid on the side was surprised and closed her mouth from ear to ear, but she knew that her lady had always been instinctively avoiding men, and now she has such an attitude towards such a lunatic. What is the origin of this person? ?

Charles' clean face appeared in front of Margaret. At this time, he was full of beard, messy hair, and haggard face. With the addition of the black tattoo spreading from the neck to the face, he was another person than three years ago. .

Marguerite ran his hand across the sloppy scars on his chest, and white mist appeared in her eyes.

How much pain the other party has endured over the years, and why did it become like this. "Mr. Charles, do you remember me? I'm Margaret."

Charles' eyes were demented, and his eyes did not stay in front of the girl.

Marguerite lowered her head, and different emotions of pain, worry, anxiety and heartache emerged in her heart.

"Ah!!!" An exclamation screamed Marguerite out of her grief. "Gina, what's the matter?"

"Miss, look at his severed shoulder!" Gina's maid's voice was frightened.

Margaret took a side look and found that the wound of Charles's severed arm was covered by dense white repellents. They were constantly squirming and drilling into the flesh and blood.

"Mr. Charles, wait for me, I'll find a doctor for you." Margaret panicked and walked outside the bathroom.

But she opened the door, just turned around and hit a solid chest directly.

She raised her head and found that it was her brother,

"Where are you going?" Jack looked at his sister calmly.