Please listen to the voice of black magic

Annan felt that this woman's eyes looked like she wanted to kill him.

In fact, the terrifying pressure emanating from the other party was so strong that it shook the air.

"Is this the breathing method? A method to strengthen the body with magic power."

Annan didn't know if he had a second heart. He didn't tremble like Roderick and the men outside the door. He just felt that his breathing was not smooth.

After all, the breath of this strong female figure does physically affect this space.

"Would you like to talk somewhere else? Miss, I think there is nothing here what you are looking for. You have already got the answer."

"..."

The woman in leather clothes remained silent and did not respond.

After a while, she calmed down her breathing, and the invisible pressure in the space finally disappeared.

However, the two guns in her hands have not been put down yet.

"……Who are you?"

The look in the woman's red phoenix eyes was like a sharp sword, as if it was about to pierce Annan.

"A regular, personal consultant?"

Annan touched his chin and felt that this identity should be suitable.

However, the woman seemed a little dissatisfied with this answer.

"Then let's change places."

Fortunately, this woman of unknown origin was willing to give in. She withdrew the shotgun pointed at the sweating Roderick, but the revolver in her other hand was still pointed at Annan.

"Come out with me and don't play any tricks."

"how could be?"

Annan stood up with a smile on his face, waved to Rodrick who didn't know what to do, and then strode out of the office.

He moved forward steadily and left the nightclub.

"It's so miserable."

Annan finally knew how the woman broke in. It was really a head-on breakthrough. Those Roderick's men lying on the ground were evidence of the situation at the scene.

"But it seems that no one is dead. These dozen gangsters just lost consciousness. Can they be considered merciful? Hey, there is obviously so much noise outside, but nothing can be heard in the office. This can happen if the sound insulation is too good Worrying."

After leaving the nightclub, Annan's eyes immediately turned to the left.

With a smile, he waved gently to a petite figure at the end of his gaze.

"As expected..."

At this time, the woman in leather clothes who followed Annan directly put the pistol on Annan's back.

"I don't know how you did it, but if I see what you are thinking, I will kill you immediately, no matter where you are..."

"So, when doing dangerous things, don't bring your family with you."

Annan, who was a bit open-mouthed, immediately felt his spine being pressed hard by the muzzle of the pistol, causing a dull pain.

"Don't say you have something or not...come with me."

Annan's hands were held back in the next second, and then the thumbs of his hands seemed to be tied together by ropes, and his hands suddenly lost their freedom.

Then, he was pushed and pushed all the way forward, and came to a large black motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

This is a well-maintained motorcycle with a sidecar hanging next to it. Judging from the marks on the body, it can be vaguely seen that this motorcycle has been used for quite a long time.

Annan was pushed onto the sidecar of the motorcycle by the force from behind. Then the woman in leather clothes got on the motorcycle. Then she quickly started the car and sped down the road at high speed.

"Don't you have to take that child over? Or is it because I took her place?"

Annan turned his head and looked back, but at this time he could no longer see the trace of the petite figure from before. He was far away and could no longer feel the other person's presence.

"...What's wrong with you?"

The woman who was driving a motorcycle without a helmet ignored Annan's nonsense. There was a vague pressure coming from her body that enveloped Annan.

"You are not a witch, you are a man, but why can you sense the existence of that child? Answer me, or I will kill you with one shot right now."

"This is a very personal question. How should I answer you?"

Annan finally focused on the dangerous woman beside him.

At this time, the woman driving the motorcycle did not obey the traffic rules at all and did not look at the traffic conditions on the road. Instead, she kept staring closely at Annan.

"You should know that there is a connection between the Night Witch and the Night Witch. Even if they don't know each other, as long as they see each other face to face, they will know each other's identity. After all, the Night Witch is all under the witch. It’s not an exaggeration to say that those born in the night are sisters.”

"That's not what I want to hear. Explain to me immediately why you sensed her presence?"

The woman's tone was cold, and her whole body was filled with murderous intent.

"You seem to have misunderstood. Instead of saying that I discovered the existence of the child through the interaction between the night witches, I should say that the child exudes a kind of aura every moment. How should I call it? Just call it the breath of the night witch, simply the breath of the night."

"……What?"

"Don't you know? The girl you brought has been exuding an aura that the Night Witch must be able to sense. You don't have to face her face to face, you can find it from a distance. It is better to say that even if she is not the Night Witch , some black magicians with extremely strong sensing abilities should also be able to detect it."

Annan didn't lie. When he was in the nightclub, he suddenly felt the aura belonging to the Night Witch coming from outside, so he became aware of the situation outside the office, which was too well-soundproofed.

"The child's condition is very strange. She should not be the Night Witch. How should I put it? Should I say she is half-baked, or should I say incomplete? In short, it is a situation of neither good nor bad, but because of this, she has That smell of the Night Witch is clearly audible."

"..."

The woman driving a motorcycle at high speed frowned.

She didn't expect this to be the case.

Naturally, she would not just believe what Annan said, but in fact, the boy did feel the girl's presence from a distance away.

"I think we should have a serious talk. I don't mean any harm, although it should be difficult for you to just believe me."

When Annan said this with a friendly smile, he was stretching his hands.

Only then did the woman realize that Annan had untied his restraints and regained his freedom.

"Don't worry, the gangsters over there won't send people to chase me. I asked them before I left. They should understand that this matter will be solved by me. I also hope it can end peacefully."

Annan lay on the sidecar with his hands half raised, expressing his desire for peaceful coexistence.

"The pistol you just searched from me can be returned to me when everything is over. Now, let's find a place suitable for talking about secrets, and then have a good exchange of feelings."