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"I actually let you spend the Praise Festival happily, Lu Sien is inevitably too kind! But such a man is my Lu Sien! ha...... Huh?"

Calamity looked at the room in amazement, something was stirring, the walls peeling off their whitewashed shells like a haunted house in disrepair, and Charlotte in her hands flickering like a virtual illusion. No, not only Charlotte, but everything is as bright as a broken slide!

"Illusion?!no! It's ...... What!"

When the Calamity Witch said this, it was as if she had been erased, and all memories of this place disappeared from her mind!

About Aven's order, about the conversation just now, about the fact that he killed Charlotte!, all of it, it's all gone!

- Am I dead?

- Where is this?

- Lu Sien's memory dreams?

A series of questions came to mind, and Charlotte still remembered the feeling of suffocation when she was strangled by a witch, like a fish being thrown to the ground, and after being strangled by his neck, he was not dead for a while, and could only slowly savor the snort of internal bleeding after the broken neck, and the pain of not being able to breathe after the trachea was twisted.

But in an instant, he was here. Obviously, Sister Sylvia said that Lu Sien's soul had been perfectly cleansed, but why did he still come here? Is there still a remnant of the soul? This is very likely, after all, Charlotte has also heard strange murmurs after cutting the soul.

Or is this the afterlife?

No, if it's the afterlife, it's a little too dreamy. It's not at all like the wall of the unbelievers of old legends.

The so-called wall of the unbelievers refers to the souls of the dead that those who do not believe in cannot be accepted by the gods they believe in. Therefore, the soul of the deceased will be hung on the wall in the legendary dark and lonely and cold world, and the wind of the dead world will eat away at the sins and beauty of the soul little by little, and erase everything except the essence - including morality, memory, ethics, worldview, etc., and the most essential soul will be liberated.

According to the Masters, liberation is a return to the roots, a drop of water that is the purest in the vortex of roots, and then waiting for the next opportunity to reconstruct in the distant future.

So this is not a wall of the faithless!

This is a matter of course, and the fantastic scenery in front of her surpasses all of Charlotte's previous and present lives. Roses bloom in the garden, competing with all kinds of exotic fruits, cicada-winged goblins hum lilting songs and carry baskets and dance among the flowers, and fluffy lumpy creatures wriggle among the flowers, occasionally crawling onto the cobblestone paths, and when they notice a living person, they pop into a flat ball, as close to the ground as possible, and cover their watery eyes with two short round hands.

The air is filled with the fragrance of plants and trees, and it seems that there has been a light rain here not long ago, so the earthy scent after the rain is mixed with the fragrance of plants and trees to form a three-dimensional, mixed, but never sweet fragrance.

Of course, Charlotte has no control over her body, and he can only passively follow the owner of the body to move around the garden. Although there were many doubts in his heart, he still forcibly suppressed the confusion and doubts in his heart, and quickly looked at the surrounding environment as the body owner moved, and collected necessary information.

Every memory confusion is a rare piece of information, and although Charlotte can't confirm whether she's dead or wandering through Lusen's memories, he still doesn't forget to gather information.

The first thing to confirm is that this must be a garden, and the garden is dominated by roses of various colors, but it is definitely not in Rebecca's Rose Garden. Charlotte was 100% sure of this, as it was impossible for Rebecca's garden to collect exotic creatures such as the Roots of Stee, Mandala Grass, and Leprechauns.

In addition, Charlotte also noticed a tall tower in the distance of the garden, and although it was only a glimpse of it, the majesty of the tower was still imprinted in his memory. He couldn't put into words the majesty of the tower, the columnar tower was pure white, and the clouds above it were like a dream, and Charlotte couldn't determine the true height of the tower.

In addition, the tower seems to have been built in some kind of palace, and at that glance, Charlotte seems to see a corner of the palace-like structure.

But where is this? the capital of the First Empire of Magic?

Charlotte moved forward passively with doubts, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of herself wearing a black aristocratic samurai uniform, the softness and breathability of the comfortable fabric that even he could easily perceive. Except for the gold thread embroidered on the placket, there are no coat of arms on the samurai uniform, and it can be judged that there are no spell enchantments. However, this is not certain, although he is already a master of the Eight Rings, compared to the strongest king of the multiverse, the chasm is still as immeasurable as an abyss.

As Charlotte continued to observe, he noticed that he had a sword at his waist, from which he could feel the breath of demonic energy. As he took advantage of the occasional shift in his body's gaze to observe the saber, the owner of the body—most likely Lu Sien—propped his left hand on the hilt of the sword and pulled the saber back.

Charlotte was shocked, he thought Lu Sien realized that someone was snooping inside his body. What is happening now is really beyond his common sense, this is the first time he has entered the memory dream after cutting his soul, whether it is judged from reason or emotion, this memory dream is of great significance.

Therefore, if Lu Sien noticed the abnormality, it would not be too surprising.

But it was clear that he was overthinking.

Because he only bowed down with his sword, and then his vision changed, and he couldn't even see the situation of the sword. Charlotte, or rather, Russin's attention was all on the woman in the Rose Garden.

"Gui'an, Eleni. ”

Lu Sien spoke, and Charlotte was already sure that he was once again mired in Lu Sien's memory. Because the woman in front of her with blonde hair and a shawl, wearing a pure white dress with suspenders, and sitting in the grass is indeed Eleni!

Charlotte is sure of that!

The woman in front of her is by no means a witch of calamity, she does not have the indefinite evil and chaos of a witch, nor is she Sister Sylvia, who will not show that kind of nobility with a friendly smile; of course, it is not Fei Wen Li, not to mention that there was no Fei Wen Li at that time, there is a subtle difference in temperament, her awe-inspiring is not as strong as Fei Wen Li, but buried deep in the bones, although there is a delicate in her eyebrows and eyes, but more transparent wisdom.

"Tell me Gui'an, what's wrong with you?"

Sitting duck on her knees together, Elini held the fluffy unidentified creature in her hands, she placed the fur ball on the grass, patted the grass clippings on her dress and stood up, even the movements of getting up were as graceful as satin. The hairball whined twice and rubbed Alini's beautiful feet, at which time Charlotte noticed that Alini's pink nails were as small and delicate as tortoiseshells on her pink toes, which was a perfect work of art that touched people, so that Charlotte, who was a foot controller, couldn't help but hold her breath.

No!

Was it really him holding his breath?

"Mr. Pervert, have you seen enough?"

As if being caught as a thief, Charlotte's face turned red with shame, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his nose, and said in a panic, "What, what!"