Hailuer’s gaze instantly solidified, and he felt that something in his mind was exploding, tearing the invisible barrier and spraying it out.

She instinctively removed her gaze and slightly curled up her body.

Then, she only felt a light rising from the depths of her mind, bursting into countless memory fragments in her mind, whistling back and forth.

She remembered the encounter at home that day, remembering the father, mother, maid, maids or wearing glasses or pinching their eyes, the indescribable horror was so vivid, as if carved into the bone marrow in.

The expression on Hairouer's face collapsed, and the whole person shrank into a group. He shivered and watched the maid in the carriage burst into anger. He quickly got up and explored his hands, trying to help his young lady.

"No!" Hailuer shook his body and shouted in a near-sharp voice.

The maid was shocked and scared, and stood still in the same place, not knowing what to do.

After shouting, Hairouer eased a lot, groping and sitting up, looking forward in extreme fear, only to see that the postman wearing a single lens has entered another street, leaving only the back.

"I, I just got a little uncomfortable, it's much better now." Hailuer turned his head and said to the maid.

She found that she was not as fearful as she was in her memory. It seems that after a period of adaptation, she can accept the situation initially.

Otherwise, I may have lost control just now... Why should I use the word "out of control"... Fortunately, I forgot this memory before, and I didn’t do much eye-catching things when I saw the postman. The second is only a crash, otherwise it may be noticed, what terrible things will happen... Hailuer’s thoughts flashed uncontrollably, and the body still has a slight tremor.

"Miss, do you need to go to the clinic?" the maid asked quickly.

Hailuer instinctively shook his head, his mind was chaotic, and he said freely:

“Go to the ‘Luen Charity Student Fund’ first. I remember there was a private clinic nearby.”

"Okay." The maid turned and told the driver to speed up.

Hairouer continued to take deep breaths and tried to adjust the tension, panic, and fear.

I have to say that this has a certain effect. She does not seem to collapse directly.

At this time, above the carriage, I don’t know when there are more sparrows. It squeezes the right eye and spits out the human language with almost no sound:

"She seems to have any unnecessary misunderstandings about me.

“It seems that ‘I’ had had an intersection with her before, ah, she is a resident of Berkrund Street, interesting...”

It wasn’t long before the carriage arrived at Pesfer Street and saw the “Rune Charity Fund” not far away. Hailuer suddenly said:

"go to church.

"Go to the Saint Sayre Church first!

"I want to be a prayer."

She wants to tell the bishops about what happened that day and what they saw today!

In the gap of the carriage, a black ant moved the right tentacles and whispered in human voice:

"The human beings are really uninspired. I like to go to church when I encounter things. I thought that I would find something with her. Next time, next time, I will steal the church in front of them."

During the talk, the other ant of the ant also moved.

Hailuolun forgot the words he had just said, forgot what he had thought of before, and forgot to have a postman wearing a single-lens. She got a carriage at the door of the Lun Charity Foundation. The maid went inside.

Obviously, her maid and her driver did not remember the last one.

In the "Rune Charity Student Fund", Audrey greeted Hailuer and took the new friend to participate in the assistance activities for the injured soldiers on the front line.

Because the "world" of German "Sparo", the leader of the close-up society, Charato and other angels lurked to Beckland, Audrey cautiously gave up the third stage of treatment to Hailuer, hoping that the other party will not recall for the time being. From the previous experience, to avoid accidents.

Her current plan is to help others to make Hailuer gradually open up and strengthen her ability to resist psychological shadows by participating in charitable activities.

............

In the free city of pirates, Fols is drinking high-concentration fruit wines from local specialties, recording today's stories and encounters.

Suddenly, her inspiration was touched and her instinct looked to the side.

She immediately saw a figure appearing in the void, quickly forming a shape, wearing a half-high hat, wearing a black trench coat, the face of the cold German Sparrow.

Brushing it, Fols stood up with a wine glass and a pen, and subconsciously said:

"Good afternoon, hey, Mr. Spallo."

During the conversation, she hurriedly put the items in her hand on the table.

Klein pressed the top hat and looked around:

"Would you like to leave?"

Fols eyelids moved around:

"Ok."

In the past few days, she has initially recorded the characteristics of the city different from other places.

Klein didn't open his mouth and pointed his chin to the items on the desk, indicating that the "Magician" lady would hurry up and clean up.

Fols didn't hesitate, and quickly sorted out the manuscript, as if he had heard it.

Klein stood there, watching the other party busy, and suddenly said:

"How was that thriller story written?"

Fowles trembled invisibly and then replied:

"Come on, fast."

Klein nodded lightly:

“How long will it take?”

"A week, no, five days, up to five days." Folse quickly replied.

Klein didn't say anything more. Waiting for Folsch to pack up the manuscripts, pens, half-bottles and other souvenirs, he took the first two steps and grabbed the other's shoulders.

Numerous figures that are difficult to describe the form have passed, and Fols is more relaxed than the last time, even trying to "record" this "travel."

Not long after, she returned to Beckland, returned to the little alley where she had disappeared, and heard the "world" of German Sparrow Road:

"Retire a few days and start again.

"Let's pay attention to the letter, and, again, ask your teacher if there is any information about the ‘blood emperor’, mainly the various ruins.”

"Okay." Fols quickly agreed and thanked him.

After being separated from German Sparrow, she returned to a certain street in the Eastern District and entered the room shared with Hugh.

Take a break from the newspaper and look to the friend:

“Is it effective?”

"The effect is good. I went to a free city that belongs to the pirates..." Fols said nothing, and his face changed slightly. "Give me my coffee beans and cigarettes."

"Why? Is there there?" Hugh was asked in confusion.

Folth kept going straight to the room inside, sat down at the desk, spread out the manuscript, picked up the pen, and said no to the head:

"For the new book!

"Remember to help me make a good coffee!"

Hugh followed the door of the bedroom and heard a word, but said nothing.

............

Another place in the Eastern District, similar to the layout of the rental room.

Since Charato has arrived in Beckland, Amon does not know when he will be "fished". The "Red Angel" evil spirit is unknown, and he intends to prevent George III from becoming a "black emperor". Klein is stepping up on the one hand. Digesting the "Mage Master", on the other hand, is also doing various preparations.

At this moment, he handled the "Magic" and spread the letter, writing:

"Mr. Azick:

"I have learned a lot about ancient history during this time. I believe that you should be very interested. Otherwise, you will not choose to be a history teacher after losing your memory.

"These history involve secrets. It is not convenient to tell in the letter. When you wake up, I will share it with you in person...

“And, I can now make a spell called ‘Yesday’s Reappearance’. Once you use it, you can find yourself in the past from the pores of history and borrow power from Him.

"This is not worth paying attention to for you. The most important thing is that it allows you to retrieve your memories directly from your own past. You don't need to wake up for a few decades. I think, you I should like it...

"I have two letters attached to the letter. If you wake up, you can try the effect...

"I am currently in an environment full of undercurrents. If you come over, please be careful, please observe the situation in advance...

"...I will try to do something when George III is promoted to the 'Black Emperor', but the success may be embarrassing...

"Finally, I wish you well, and I wish you awaken soon, your forever student, Klein Moretti."

Folding the letter, Klein stuffed it into the envelope along with two "reproduced yesterday" spells.

Then he took out the Azick copper whistle and blew it.

The huge white bone messenger immediately emerged from the floor and took the letter with a lower head than Klein.

Klein gently decapitated and watched the messenger disintegrate into a root and disappeared.

After doing all this, he used **** to put a paper crane from Willet, which was folded from the wallet, and wrote on it with a pencil:

"There is something I want to ask."

He then put the paper crane under the pillow, and he lay up and went to sleep with the help of "meditation."

In the depths of the dark spire, Klein once again saw Will Ansett, who was wrapped in silver silk and seated in a black stroller.

Not waiting for the other party to open, he asked directly:

“Do you know who can get the way to accommodate 'uniqueness'? What kind of price does it cost?”

If the price is unbearable, then forget it... Klein silently added another sentence in his heart.

Will. Anthony, who sucked his thumb, snorted:

"Do you want me to accommodate the 'probability of probability'?"

Kline Zheng focused on the following:

"If you can't succeed, you have to work hard."

His voice just fell, and Will Ansettin’s tears flowed down.

The chubby baby picked up her hand and cried very sadly, twitching and saying:

"Useless... It’s too late... I have restarted, I have to grow for at least 22 years to be able to accommodate ‘uniqueness’... Why don’t you say that earlier...

"I am so unfortunate... It must be that the silly snake of Ulobus took me too much luck..."

PS: First change later