Chapter Eighty-Six: The Key to Breaking Through the Mist

"Charlotteβ€”"

Aiwen's outstretched palm froze in the air, and his palm trembled, showing his shocked mood at the moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just now, Charlotte obviously died in front of her eyes. However, in the next second, time returned to the moment before Charlotte committed suicide, as Charlotte said.

Before his eyes, Charlotte's chest rose and fell rapidly, his pupils dilated, and then he suddenly breathed like a drowning man.

Then he crouched on the ground against the wall like a weak patient, spitting red liquid in his throat, coughing and retching incessantly.

"Charlotte, you big idiot! You've killed yourself and you're addicted!!"

Elle kept hammering Charlotte's back like a fried cat, and her crimson pupils rippled with crystals.

Evan was equally puzzled, snatching the ceremonial sword from Charlotte's hand and roaring loudly.

"Are you crazy?!Do you know what you're doing?!You're coughing up blood, Charlotte!"

Charlotte's left hand pressed down, he wiped the recent red liquid, and showed a sad and happy smile, "Calm, calm! I'm not coughing blood, it's just red wine at night." ”

Charlotte managed to calm down the intense discomfort in her body, the experience of death was so lonely and empty, he sank into the deep darkness like the last time, losing all his senses.

Then, the soul was pulled into the tiny hole and saw endless visions.

The fear was so real that he felt sick to his stomach, and he propped himself up, smiling wryly, "I swear, I don't want to try it again." ”

Evan clasped his hands to his chest, his face extremely gloomy.

"Don't do that. Charlotte pretended to smile lightly and shrugged, "Fortunately, through this temptation, I finally learned my powers!"

"That's not a reason for you to kill yourself, you stupid fellow!" looked like Evan was still angry.

"But if I can't be sure of my abilities, I can't be sure if my reasoning is reliable. ”

Charlotte leaned against the wall and rubbed her eyebrows.

"You know, Aven. Who knows that this time the murderer's target will be me, and if Vivien Leigh dies again, then we may not have another chance. ”

Evan was speechless, and after a long time, he patted Charlotte's shoulder with emotion, "I'm sorry for you......"

"Don't talk about that. Charlotte touched the stubble on her chin, "Now let me tell you my reasoning!"

That's right! Al's words dispelled the fog like a thunderbolt.

Throughout each death retracement, the time point and time period that seem to reset are different. But if you think about it, they all have one thing in common.

That's the timing of each reset, just enough for Charlotte to save her life!

Charlotte's probative temptation once again confirmed his idea.

The existence that gave him this power in the dark does not want to let himself die!

As can already be seen from the two suicide incidents, the being doesn't seem to care about Charlotte's pain, or the lives of Vivien Leigh or the rest of her companions.

All it needs is for Charlotte to live!

As for whether Charlotte was miserable or happy, who he wanted to save, or if he wanted to change the river of time, it didn't care at all!

When Charlotte selectively speaks her thoughts, Evan falls into deep thought.

After a long time, he asked, "In other words, what you think is the cause of your death is the time between the time you reset and the time before you fell asleep." ”

Presumably, if it was Charlotte in the past, she would immediately act on a guess. But the tragedy of several reincarnations has taught him enough lessons.

If his reasoning is wrong, then perhaps the revenge of the root will unfold in the next reincarnation.

He didn't dare to gamble! He would rather use his own death to actively test his reasoning than try the 99% chance with the lives of Vivien Leigh or even all his companions.

This time, he was confident that he would be able to answer Aven's question with great confidence.

"That's right!" Charlotte nodded with certainty, "I must have done something different during this time." Maybe it's someone you've met, or something that's not trivial. But that was the thing that led to my death!"

So, the next question is much simpler. Evan nodded, "Let's remember from the beginning." The two of us were dragged by Vivien Leigh to the celebration party, where we met Elbert, Earl Aubrey, and the rest of the nobles who wanted to get married......"

"Elbert can rule it out, after all, he was not in Lucerne in the last few reincarnations. Those nobles were put on suspicion for the time being. Charlotte continued, "Then we sent those nobles and had a carnival with Vivien Leigh and Cynthia......

"We had roast suckling pig, strawberry pudding, lamb chops, fruit salad ......"

"I drank red wine and drinks, and I was forced to drink ......"

"The Wizard of Oz!" Charlotte shouted. He waved his hand, his expression excited, "That's it! Only Vivien Leigh loves to drink the Wizard of Oz in the entire manor, so the other party's target is also Vivien Leigh, but I just got hit by the way!"

"That murderer poisoned the Wizard of Oz!" Charlotte was sure.

"No, that's not right!" but Evan disagreed, "There's no way the murderer poisoned the Wizard of Oz." You must know that you and I are both mages who are familiar with pharmacology, and it is impossible not to detect the poison in the drink!"

"But, even you, I can't know all the pharmacology. Maybe there's a colorless and tasteless poison that could do all this?" was Charlotte's astonishment, and though he defended himself, his voice grew quieter.

"Impossible!" Aven looked serious, "Do you know what I was doing the night before the plane reset?"

"Do what?"

"I didn't sleep all night! because I was worried about Vivien Leigh, and I was worried that it wasn't over yet. So I stayed in front of Vivien Leigh all night until the time and space reincarnated again!"

Charlotte had realized what Evan was trying to say.

In other words, if it's really a problem with the Wizard of Oz. Then why didn't I die after drinking the same Wizard of Oz, even more than you?"

"What about Vivien Leigh, did she have an accident last night?" Charlotte continued.

"I don't know. "But you know, our sister has always been restless when she sleeps, but last night her boudoir was surprisingly quiet, just like the previous reincarnations. I just wanted to go in and see how it went, but then I ...... You know it all. ”

Aven's words brought the question back to square one. The brothers stared dryly, at a loss.

"Anyway......" Charlotte shook her head helplessly, "I must have done something the same thing with Vivien Leigh, otherwise it wouldn't be enough to explain the same cause of death." ”

"That's the only clue now. Evan nodded in agreement, "Anyway, let's go back to the banquet hall first, we must stop this endless murder tonight!

The two of them, who were at a loss, decided that this was not the solution, and returned to the banquet hall together.

In front of the small salon on the side of the banquet hall, Vivien Leigh was squinting at her two older brothers who claimed to be in the toilet.

"Hmph, I really didn't know that a man could go to the toilet for so long! Your Royal Highness, the two noble Grand Dukes, your shelves are inevitably too big, right?

Their sister, Vivien Leigh, puffed out her cheeks as she pulled a shortbread from the delicate grocery box she carried with her and chewed it in exasperation.

Evan shook his head with a wry smile, and at that moment, Charlotte suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

"Evan ...... Do you like shortbread?"

"Huh?" Evan shook his head strangely, "What are you talking about? You know I've never liked snacks since I was a kid. ”

"I see! What a delicate double trap, the grasp of people's hearts and habits is simply flawless!"

A ray of light appeared in the darkness, and Charlotte finally sensed the cause of death.

"I think I know the murderer's methods! The so-called similarity is that Vivien Leigh and I ate the shortbread in Vivien Leigh's exclusive snack box, and also drank the Wizard of Oz, which only she loves!"