Today, Kevin Town's train station was scheduled to take the first train and a half that would pass through Kevin Town's train station. It would leave Loen for Garrotenia at half past eight, so this meant that Tussam would definitely appear at the train station within an hour.
At this time, Connor's position in Deco Restaurant was the best place to observe Kevin Town Railway Station and its surroundings. Coupled with Connor's strong mental strength, as long as Tussam had the courage to show up, Connor believed that he would not be able to escape from his clutches.
At this time, the Enchanted Knight Tussam, whom Connor had been thinking about, was disguised as an ordinary-looking middle-aged businessman in a blue formal suit and a black top hat. He was carrying a suitcase and sitting in a carriage that was driving on the ring road of Kevin Town.
The old coachman of Tussam's carriage glanced at the gloomy-looking Tussam from the corner of his eye. The middle-aged man sitting in his carriage had a look of fear in his cloudy old eyes. Although the ordinary-looking guy behind him had not done anything excessive since he got on the carriage, for some reason, the coachman felt a chill run down his spine when he saw him.
This guy threw him two five-shilling notes as soon as he got on the carriage. He did not mention any destination, and only asked the coachman to drive him around Kevin Town. The coachman had been driving carriages in Kevin Town for thirty to forty years, and this was the first time he had encountered a place where he could not go. Although he was a little afraid of this man, the ten pence he had paid had been used up. If he continued to drag him around, he would lose money. Thinking of this, the old coachman hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and made a decision.
He asked tentatively, "Sir, the carriage has already gone around the town twice. Do you want to continue?"
Hearing the coachman's question, Tussam, who was already in a bad mood because he did not see Matthew and Charles, had a gloomy look in his eyes. He glanced coldly at the coachman, then took out a one-shilling note from his pocket and threw it over. He then said coldly, "Cut the crap! You can only stop when I tell you to! "
Although Tussam's attitude was very unpleasant, the old coachman still chose to accept it for the sake of money. He kept the one shilling note and continued to drive the carriage in silence. According to Tussam's request, they continued to circle around Kevin Town.
Sitting in the carriage, Tussam continued to look for traces of his two men, Matthew and Charles. But as time went by, Tussam's patience gradually wore thin. A few minutes later, seeing that his last hope was about to be extinguished, Tussam finally could not hold it in any longer. He took out a gold pocket watch from his arms and looked at the time of 8: 17. Tussam closed his eyes and clenched his fists. His pale face was full of despair!
After more than ten seconds, Tusam seemed to have finally made a decision. He said to the coachman driving the carriage, "Turn right at the alley in front, I want to get off!"
The old coachman heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that the terrifying man behind him was finally about to get off the carriage. He did not suspect anything and obediently followed Tussam's orders to turn into the secluded and deserted alley in front of him.
A minute later, Tusam walked out of the alley alone with a suitcase in his hand. The old coachman was nowhere to be seen. His hat was pulled down to cover his face, and his hat was pulled down very low to cover his face. Tusam walked out of the alley alone, but the old coachman was nowhere to be seen.
When he was near the train station, Tussam took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. His gloomy face finally relaxed, and he quietly walked into the train station. However, due to the limitation of the mental strength of the enchanted knight, he did not notice that when he appeared in the crowd near the train station, a pair of cold eyes in the tavern opposite the train station had already fixed on him.
Sitting in the bustling waiting room, Tussam sat quietly on a chair. Although he still looked a little unwilling, compared to just now, he seemed to have calmed down a lot. It seemed that Tussam had accepted his fate.
"Do I regret it?"
Tussam asked himself in his heart. Thinking of this question, Tussam fell into deep thought. Although he did not know why his two subordinates, Matthew and Charles, did not follow his order to come to Kevin Town to meet him, since they did not come, the only possibility left for him to solve the problem of his enchanted body was completely destroyed. This meant that with only a dozen bottles of anti-magic potion left, he would not be able to stay sane for more than a year!
If he had not been tempted by Martina to be greedy for the Purifying Energy Potion and wanted to rebel against the Secret Society, he would still be risking his life for the Secret Society. Although it was very dangerous, according to his past experience, it should not be a problem for him to live for another eight to ten years …
The choice between living for ten years and living for one year was a huge contrast. On the surface, it seemed that there was no good choice. As long as one was not crazy, one would choose the former. However, Tussam was surprised to find that there was not much regret in his heart. Instead, there was a wonderful feeling of relief in his heart!
This wonderful feeling was something that Tussam had never experienced before. However, it seemed to be a good feeling, and Tussam enjoyed it very much.
He carefully sensed this feeling, and after a long while, he came to a realization. He knew why he had this feeling in his heart. Even if he only lived for a year, he, Tusam, did not have to be like the Secret Society. He did not have to be someone else's weapon, look at other people's faces, and constantly worry about being harmed. In this last year, he could completely decide how he wanted to live. He was free. He could do whatever he wanted without worrying about the consequences!
And let alone living for ten years, even if he lived for a hundred more years, as long as he was still in the Secret Society and under Southgate's command, he would never be able to do this!
Thinking of this, Tussam's state of mind gradually calmed down. He let go of the unwillingness and grief in his heart and stopped thinking about the Secret Society and other things. He even faintly looked forward to his new life!
As if thinking of something, Tussam looked at the wall hanging in the waiting room with some confusion. There was a large wall clock hanging there. He had entered the waiting room at 8: 25. He had been thinking about this for a long time. Was it not 8: 30 yet?
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