Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

The result was just as she had guessed. She waited patiently for nearly ten minutes, but Lao Deng still did not answer the call.

This is really not normal.

Normally, when she "dialed" Lao Deng, he would answer within seconds every time. The speed was so fast that she almost wondered if Lao Deng was waiting for her call at any time. However, today, no matter how she called, there was no response from Lao Deng.

Finally, she gave up and looked up at the "wall" that blocked the entire Diesel.

"Don't think about it," Lacier said unhappily, "The communication is probably blocked."

There was a high probability that the White Tower had not received the intelligence they passed on. After all, according to Lao Deng's habit, if he had received the intelligence, he would definitely call her to confirm the situation, remind her not to act rashly and to be careful, and finally make a few jokes with her.

She knew Lao Deng too well.

But now it is obvious that Lao Deng and Bai Ta can no longer be relied upon.

What should I do?

If not the White Tower, who else can she rely on?

On herself? Or on Charles?

Don't be ridiculous! Those lanky ghosts are most likely the culprits that caused the Elf Matron to go crazy. Since Charles's forbidden spells didn't work on the crazy Matron, it's likely that they won't work on the lanky ghosts either.

Thinking of this, she was a little speechless.

Aren't the forbidden spells of the heroes of all generations known as spell nemesis, able to erase all spells and their creations? In the past three years that she has been in the hero team, Ciel has used forbidden spells many times to resolve disasters and deal with enemies, and it is indeed very effective.

But why is my hip so weak now?

Be it the mad mother, those tall and thin ghosts, or the "wall" that now stands before them, the forbidden spell has no effect on them.

Could it be that being in love really affects the speed at which you draw your sword?

After she faked her death, Ciel was so upset that he couldn't even use forbidden spells?

Lacele should be proud of being able to turn a brave hero into a love-brained person, but in fact, she just feels a headache now.

Without the help of the White Tower, she, a half-baked witch and an invincible hero who can no longer rely on forbidden magic...

It is not easy for them to solve Diesel's abnormality.

Lacee even felt that she and Charles had become Benboerba in Journey to the West, who was ordered by the Nine-Headed Monster to "get rid of Tang Monk and his disciples" - if she really had that ability, she would have rushed into the palace and killed the source of the anomaly, the Emperor.

But she didn't have the ability to strike hard at the emperor, so she could only obey him submissively.

But, maybe, she could find a way to contact the White Tower.

Lacie thought about it, biting her fingers irritably.

So what should we do? How can we contact the White Tower?

She first thought that the "wall" was transparent, and perhaps she could communicate with people outside through the "wall" and ask them to help her contact the White Tower...

No, there was no need to go through so much trouble. She remembered that the old gentleman at the inn had complained to her and Charles that occasionally Victorians would come to the Wheatear Tavern to drink. They didn't seem to be trapped in Diesel and they could enter and exit the border freely.

Just do it.

Lacele immediately took Charles and left the border to the Wheatear Tavern.

In the tavern, she indeed found several Victorians who were obviously isolated by the Diesel people.

But before she could step forward and explain her purpose, Charles grabbed her.

"?" Lacele wanted to ask Charles what he meant.

Charles anticipated her doubts, grabbed her wrist, pulled her out of the tavern, and asked in a low voice:

"You want them to go to the White Tower to ask for reinforcements on our behalf?"

"Yeah," Lacele asked back with a frown as she tried to break free from Charles' grip, "Are there any problems?"

Charles nodded, then shook his head:

"No."

"Huh? Why?"

Charles was silent for a moment, then replied:

"If I'm not mistaken, that 'wall' has some kind of screening mechanism. It will only block those who have noticed Diesel's abnormality within the border. As for those ordinary people who haven't noticed the abnormality yet..."

He looked towards the Wheatear Tavern, his eyes seemingly able to penetrate the wall and fall on the group of Victorians who were still drinking.

"The reason they are not blocked by the 'wall' is precisely because they know nothing."

"..."

Lacey was stunned.

She had to admit that what Charles said made sense, and she had no way of refutation because before they noticed Diesel's abnormality, even if they had made a wish to the wishing well, they could have left Diesel normally.

But she quickly thought of something and retorted:

"No, in that case, we should tell the truth to those Victorians - as long as we let them all stay in Diesel and make things bigger, people from the outside world will naturally notice the abnormality of Diesel, and the White Tower, which is always paying attention to our movements, should also..."

She thought that Old Deng should be paying attention to the situation around Diesel. Once those Victorians were unable to leave Diesel, the White Tower would soon discover their disappearance and then follow the clues to enter Diesel.

With the White Pagoda, there will be a blue sky!

However, Charles thought deeper than she did:

"We can't tell the Victorians about Diesel's abnormality. Otherwise, after being trapped in Diesel, they will panic and completely mess up the situation."

"That's not a good thing..." Laci asked in confusion.

But Charles interrupted her for the second time:

"Think about it carefully. Before us, Diesel's situation was also disrupted by someone. At that time, I'm afraid many people knew about Diesel's abnormality. Do you remember?"

Of course Rachel remembered.

Before them, the person who disrupted the situation in Diesel was the old investigator. He "killed" many Diesel people, which should have caused chaos throughout Diesel...

and many more.

Lacie suddenly reacted as if struck by lightning.

She understood why Charles said that - the old investigator had caused quite a stir in Diesel, like throwing a huge rock into a small pond, splashing the water everywhere - but now when they set foot in Diesel again, all they saw was a calm surface of water.

It was as if some force had smoothed out all the chaos.

Be it the old investigator, or the Diesel people who were killed by him... and possibly contaminated by him, all have returned to normal.

This country has no memory of that chaos.

If it weren't for Crazy John giving them the cane, they probably wouldn't have known the whole story of the chaos.

and so……

Rachel bit her lip and asked:

"So, if I tell the truth to those Victorians and let them cause trouble, maybe some mechanism will be triggered? They will all be eliminated by Diesel as some kind of stabilizing factor?"

She felt that she had chosen a terrible word, but she also felt that the reality was likely to be worse than that word.

Charles loosened his hand and asked her a simple question in a low voice:

"Do you dare to bet?"

"..."

Laceel could only respond with silence.

Of course she didn't dare to gamble, as human lives were at stake. Although she didn't know those Victorians, she really couldn't consider them as a bet.

There's nothing I can do about it, since she's from the White Tower and even more from Earth.

So she had to give up asking those Victorians to help her pass on information.

We have no choice but to find another way.

But what else can we do? Do we really have to use the stupidest method to transmit information to the outside through that "wall"?

But Rachel didn't think this method would work - even if the "wall" was transparent in their eyes.

In any case, the person who created the "wall" obviously would not leave such a big hole. She estimated that in addition to the physical and magical barriers, the "wall" should also have a certain degree of cognitive filtering effect.

Maybe the people outside the wall couldn't even see her and Charles who were so close to them inside the wall.

Lacey couldn't help but feel a headache.

What should I do?

But as she was struggling, she suddenly had an idea and thought of a solution that might work.

Although there was no evidence, Laciel firmly believed that the "wall" was most likely created by someone who made a wish to the limited wishing machine in Diesel. Although it was unclear why Ciel's forbidden spell was ineffective against it, Laciel remembered that a very powerful air magic master once said:

"Use magic to fight magic!"

Since the "wall" most likely came from the limited wishing machine, then she might be able to use the power of the limited wishing machine to deal with the "wall".

There was no need to even ask Charles, or for her to go to the wishing well to make a wish herself. After all, there was a price to pay for fulfilling a wish.

Instead of making another wish and paying the extra cost, they actually have a ready-made, almost free way to contact the outside world, right?

What could be born from a limited wishing machine that could help them communicate with the outside world...

Of course, it was the body that she and Charles had temporarily placed in the coffin in front of her little nest.

Born from the wish of the brave, but without charging any price, she shares the same senses with her, and she can enter it at any time and announce to Charles, "Dear, I'm back."

Her connection with that body must be able to ignore the barrier of the "wall" and connect to the White Tower.

With this in mind, Lacie confidently awakened the body.

So, far away on the other side of the sea of ​​forests, ignored by the hero and the witch for a long time, a body born from an unwanted wish...

No, the priest—

The priest opened his eyes and woke up.

[To be continued]

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45. Submissive

At the same time, the witch in Diesel's territory also opened her eyes.

She frowned.

The hero next to her noticed the change in her expression, so he came over and asked:

"what happened?"

The witch raised her head and looked at him with a strange expression.

"It's okay," she answered, her voice a little muffled, "I can...what can I do?"

Then she quickly gave instructions:

"Don't bother me. My business is not important. You might as well think about how we can communicate with the outside world."

Charles didn't seem to doubt her, so he didn't ask any more questions, but shook his head:

"I can't figure out how we can communicate with the outside world, or..."

He paused, turned his head and looked in the direction of the palace of His Majesty the Emperor Diesel.

Perhaps because he had a new guess, a complex emotion appeared on the brave man's face:

"I don't think we can break this 'wall' in a short time. After all, when designing this 'wall', the emperor probably considered various unexpected situations in advance..."

"If the truth behind the abnormal magic shock thirty years ago that the investigator is looking for is indeed related to Diesel's current situation, then can we assume that this 'wall' has existed for nearly thirty years?"

Lacey hesitated for a moment after hearing this:

"Uh...it seems so?"

"But in the past thirty years, it has maintained stable operation." Charles reached out his hand and gently touched the bubble-like barrier. "I think someone may have noticed its existence a long time ago and wanted to break through it to the outside world."

"If they really succeeded, then the outside world would have noticed Diesel's abnormality a long time ago..."

When Lacie heard this, she subconsciously wanted to ask who it was.

Who had already noticed the existence of this "wall"?