Steel steam and flame

The girl's back was leaning against the locked door of the carriage. Her height just touched the glass window on the door. Her windbreaker had been torn off, leaving only a white dress on her body. Her blond hair was scattered behind her back, reaching to her waist. . If it's daytime, maybe this outfit is just right. But at this late night moment, it seemed a little lacking. The surrounding temperature was freezing, and the wind blowing outside made Cassia feel a little cold.

He is not very old, and he seemed to be riding this train alone. The girl held the black leather box tightly in her arms and stood alone at the bottom of the car. Her thin body was shaking slightly with fear at this moment. But it had no effect at all. This pity did not gain the slightest sympathy from the five people in front of her, but instead increased their arrogance.

One person pointed a pistol at the head of the girl who buried her face. The safety was turned on, and his rough finger was pressed on the trigger. It was a very well-made pistol, silver-white in color, with a strong metallic texture, reflecting the cold light. The caliber is not large, it should be the same caliber as my revolver.

Cassia looked at the other four people, who were talking in front of the girl. But there was quite a distance and the friction of the train's steel wheels on the track was so loud that Cassia couldn't hear anything. And with their backs completely turned to him, they couldn't read their mouths.

But thinking about it, I knew it wouldn't be a good thing. Cassia adjusted her breathing and tried to recover more of her strength while observing the physical condition of the five people.

As long as people are on the train, there should be no exceptions that can avoid falling asleep. There may be different ways of waking up, but in terms of physical condition, everyone should be in the same state. And being able to respond to dreams, the five of them should also be surgeons. Cassia was not sure whether the little girl was the surgeon. The girl gave him a special feeling. Apart from the familiarity that seemed to be acquaintance, what was left was a strange feeling, just like the atmosphere on the train.

Cassia squinted his eyes slightly in order to filter out the excess useless light and make the image of the five people in his eyes clearer. The faces of one or two people who turned sideways were also the color of white paper, and cold sweat was also covering their bodies. If you look carefully, you can also visually feel the uncontrollable fatigue spreading on them, like rust corroding steel. The traces also eroded their bodies.

Sure enough, just as I thought, everyone was a victim of that weird dream. But I don’t know if they also saw the phantom of the golden skull coming.

Just as she was thinking about what to do next, Cassia saw one of the five people surrounding the little girl walking forward, grabbing the black leather box that the girl was hugging tightly with one hand, and then pulled hard.

The girl has no power to protect her box at all, just like the scene when Cassia watched her leather box flying in the air on the train. It's just that the box here is intact, and there are not a lot of things falling out of the box. The woman grabbed a corner of the black box and then threw it to the floor with great force.

He took advantage of the situation and pulled out the dagger from his waist. He didn't even think about opening the box through the zipper, but directly scratched the box with the knife. Maybe this would be a greater deterrent to girls? Cassia didn't know what those five people were thinking, but she just watched the little girl's body shaking more and more violently. Tears dripped from her eyes, and at the same time, she also felt the same amount of panic and helplessness.

But there was no one around to help him. The passengers are now sleeping corpses, and the entire passenger train is in the same state, including the control room and the crew members scattered throughout the train.

Cassia's body moved, and the muzzle of the gun turned unnaturally following the movement of her wrist, facing the person holding the gun. But it only got to this step, and there was no further follow-up. The girl was not someone he knew, and the other five people were also unfamiliar faces, with half young faces and half mature auras. They were not students in school. Cassia felt that they were of the same nature as Julien and Taranto.

Maybe they were on a mission just like him, and that girl might be a dangerous person, but not necessarily. Surgeons can represent many things in the empire.

When she was thinking about whether she should go back to her car, which seemed to have nothing to do with her, Cassia's gaze suddenly froze there as she looked through the gap.

The woman had already opened the box with a dagger, revealing a lot of pink clothes inside. The woman grabbed them out and threw them aside. Even the "Covenant", which is the most common book in the church, was taken out by the woman from the box with a large opening. It was very pious, not as rough as throwing away a girl's clothes. When the woman put down the "Covenant", her movements were very gentle and full of honor. Then there was a bundle of holy coins, all in golden color with a face value of 1,000, which should be about 50,000.

Finally, the woman took out something wrapped in red cloth from the box, which was in the shape of an oval and seemed to be a sphere. Her face became solemn, the woman's face showed a solemn look, and her body was trembling like a little girl at this moment.

Even though she was only a car away, Cassia could feel the countless complicated and confused emotions that suddenly rose up in the woman's body, as well as the trembling from the bottom of her heart.

The girl also raised her head at this moment and saw the woman taking out something wrapped in red cloth, and her little body ran forward involuntarily. A person in front of the girl stepped forward. Even though his physical condition was the same as Cassia's, it was enough to block the girl. The girl was crying something, and Cassia could barely decipher the mouth shape. It was "danger" in the imperial language.

It would definitely not have the slightest effect. The woman would not listen to the girl at all and opened the knot tied on the red cloth. Without warning, the woman's body stiffened in an instant, and the tremors disappeared. She stood there for less than two or three seconds before falling down like an ice sculpture.

The red cloth slid down the woman's hand, and a golden skull rolled down from it. It rolled several times inside the carriage with a gurgling look, and finally stopped in the center of the carriage. The skull stopped and was just right, and the two empty eye holes once again faced Cassia's eyes that looked through the gap in the door.