"Huff, huff, huff..." The huge street was deserted.

The lights and stars had all dimmed, and baskets were filled with delicacies and lit candles.

The silent goddess Serene gently descended upon the empty streets of the common people; she came down to the inn with its smooth marble floors; she came down to the dining table in the inn by the window; she came down to the crystal fruit plate filled with the leftovers of the homeowner.

But the romantic and passionate people of Acadia often only saw the surface.

They often failed to see the fair Serene, who could also be born on Evelette's wrathful crimson cross.

The once cold Red Port commercial street, empty of people, was set ablaze by Evelette's fire.

Fishing tackle shops, print shops, restaurants, pet stores, bookstores, Evelette paid no attention, venting her anger by attacking one shop after another.

The glass storefronts were as fragile as cicada wings under Evelette's crimson cross, and with one slash, they turned into debris.

"Hu... hu... hu..." The woman hid in the fishing tackle shop, lying behind the sofa, panting heavily.

With years of hiding experience, the woman could still hold her own against Evelette for quite some time, even without using magic.

She secretly looked out of the window and saw the nearby train station. A huge billboard above the station boldly displayed that the next train would depart in only 5 minutes.

This boy is indeed powerful, to possess such strength as a cursed child.

In a direct confrontation with him, even if I can win, we would both be injured, and it would be impossible to escape from Miss's side.

Miss's magic probably activated every thirty seconds.

If I want to escape

What can I do?

I have it! The woman saw the injection molding machine beside her and an idea formed in her mind.

Evelette wandered around the pedestrian street for a while. Seemingly tired, she stopped at the entrance of a shop and once again put her hand to her mouth.

A strong, violent, and fierce magic burst forth from Evelette. Bits of mud flowed out from her mouth and formed into armor.

{The Beginning March}

The red flames, surpassing Raphael in intensity, filled Evelette's left hand.

Evelette stood still, accumulating power, waiting for the woman to reveal her position again.

"Bang!"

A wave of magic suddenly emanated from the fishing tackle shop, and something flew out from there. Accompanied by unclear magic, the shadow flew through the air.

Want to run?

Evelette dashed towards the shadow, raising her left fist like a lightning bolt and struck out at it.

However, the shadow shattered instantly.

What?

A white mechanical box, shattered by Evelette's punch, revealed the thick transparent liquid inside.

What is this?

Realizing that something was amiss, Evelette immediately made a gesture to retract her magic. But it was too late. The transparent liquid plastic, heated by the heat, splashed and solidified on Evelette's limbs.

How can this thing trap me?

A huge hand shot out from Evelette's back, making a motion to tear the plastic in two.

Suddenly, the storefront of the entire fishing tackle shop exploded wide open, and the woman was ejected from it like a projectile.

Evelette's eyes widened in anger, waving her right hand and once again conjuring the fiery flame, meeting the woman head-on.

At the same time, cracks in the mud armor began to spread from the woman's arm.

Unwavering, the woman collided straight into Evelette, saying, "Good shepherd."

The two fireballs collided, and the energy scattered wildly, distorting mailboxes, streetlights, and curbs along the pedestrian street.

The two at the center of the energy didn't stand idle, constantly exchanging blows.

"Hmph," the woman took two punches from Evelette, these fists could even kill a bear in one strike, and the force shattered some pieces of the mud armor.

Aiming for this gap, the woman landed a punch squarely on Evelette's cheek. However, by this time, Evelette's heart of the furnace had almost spread throughout her body, so this punch did not cause any damage.What, is this... fishing line? Evelyte finally saw clearly what the woman had just rushed out with. Due to Evelyte's iron mouth, her steel teeth were filled with fishing line easily. Several bundles of fishing line were tangled together and hung on Evelyte's mouth. As the woman pressed the button on the remote control she just brought out from the tackle shop, the fishing line suddenly tightened, pulling Evelyte towards the shop.

"Roar!" Evelyte roared in anger, trying to break the fishing line with the hand of the magician. However, due to being restrained by many plastic restraints, Evelyte could not move freely and even stumbled midair.

After completing these actions, the woman didn't take another look at Evelyte and ran straight to the station.

"Roar!" Angry Evelyte, without a tongue, could only make a soundless roar.

He was hooked into the tackle shop and firmly fixed on a huge crane. The more urgently he wanted to untie the line, the tighter it became. Forced by the circumstances, Evelyte forced himself to calm down.

A trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes. Evelyte raised his only movable right hand and fiercely hit his chin.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The constant low growls, accompanied by the clattering sound of iron scraps falling to the ground, came from the deep tackle shop.

The entire pedestrian street was filled with a terrifying and indescribable atmosphere.

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"The current train is the last train for today. Passengers who have booked this flight, please sit down as soon as possible. The next stop is Sanshan Street."

The woman listened to the mechanical voice of the attendant in the tram's broadcast. A sincere feeling of loneliness and tiredness involuntarily emerged in her nerves.

Finding a seat at random, the woman gently touched her belly that had just been hit, the deep grooves and twisted shape indicating internal bleeding, even with the protection of a magic shield, it was useless!

However, although the woman could use healing magic, it wasn't the time for healing yet, unless she wanted to be discovered by Evelyte.

A cold wind blew, and the woman looked at the window opposite the tram, reflecting her completely disheveled hair.

Suddenly, after experiencing all these events, the woman felt that, with the increase in age, her tear ducts had become somewhat numb and loose again.

Sniffling, although the woman wanted to cry, she still couldn't cry.

Miss, I truly...

"Boom!" Like a god of death, Evelyte jumped over and smashed a big hole at the door of the train. At this moment, both of Evelyte's eyes were glowing blue. His chin had been completely shattered by himself, and he still firmly held three teeth-shaped gemstones in his hand.

Evelyte's whole demeanor was completely different from the ease he had just shown. Even from a distance, one could feel the murderous aura emanating from him.

Terrified, the woman quickly found a seat and hid under it, not daring to move.

"Slaughter!" Evelyte raised his hand and directly tore apart a seat covered in a sofa. This strike, not only checked the seat under it but also the seat behind it.

One, two, three... The violent Evelyte repeated his terrifying acts, getting closer and closer to the woman.

It's over, it's over. He's about to find me, and the thirty seconds are almost up, the young miss's magic will activate again.

I can only... solve him here!

Thinking like this, the woman just wanted to stand up, but Evelyte suddenly stopped.

Evelyte looked to the left and right in confusion, pondered for a moment, and left the tram while the door was still open.

Huh? Why did he...?

Right, the young miss's magic didn't activate.

Oh, it's been such a long time and she still hasn't sensed any magic fluctuations, so she must think that I'm not on the tram.

A "beep beep" sound, the door closed, Evelyte left, leaving a mess on the floor.

"But why, of all times, did the young miss's magic end?" The tram started, rumbling, and a sense of relief and safety filled the woman's heart. Disregarding her image, the woman lay directly on the floor."Could it be... Could it be..." The woman didn't cry even though she felt the pain of her internal organs being shattered by a punch. Instead, tears began to well up in her eyes.

"Deep in Miss' heart, there is still a trace of..." With a mask separating them, tears streamed down the woman's face. In the train, she cried like a child, full of sorrow.