Ask her if anything has been stolen?

Is it true?

Hey, aren't you his companion, whether he stole or not, you don't have any points in your heart?

Any idea where this is?

Do you know how many people will look at our current performance tomorrow?

I don't know, then shut up, what are you beeping?

Mary almost blew up on the spot!

Countless swear words instantly burst out of her heart, which were definitely a hundred times more vicious than these words.

For a moment, when she remembered that it was the damned nobleman who had harmed her whole family, she even wanted to take off her shoes and wake up this lost retarded mind!

But in the end.

In order to save physical strength and spit, and also to prevent the Federation from watching the play, she did not.

Mary lazily replied with four words: "It's your business." ”

It's about you, it's about me, if these eight words can be used flexibly, it can definitely settle more than 80% of the bad things that exist in interpersonal communication.

Lola was speechless, and quickly blushed.

After all, she was a highly educated Miss Duke's Court, and even though her memory was largely blank, her upbringing and habits still played a wonderful role in her body, making it impossible for her to reply to Mary.

Tonight's event, she participated in the whole process, and she was ignorant of the whole process.

As a result, the woman was locked up with them.

She knew that the grave keeper had been arrested for killing the captain in blue, and that he had come there for her plea help, much to Lola's guilt.

Now there are a few more unlucky ghosts.

One can imagine how her conscience is under pressure.

However, out of the selfishness of the fledgling complex, Lola must know about the woman's relationship with "him" - the law enforcement team says that the woman is delaying time and waiting for help, and from this, Lola judges that she should be a good person, and may be an old acquaintance with "him".

So, will she know "his" name?

If Mary could read Lola's girlish thoughts, the answer would be three words: I don't know!

"You look like you hate me......"

Lola weakly spoke the truth.

The other party's disgust and rejection are too obvious.

She was sure that today was the first time she had met each other, and she really didn't know what she had done wrong to make people hate her like this.

If you want to talk to it, it's no fun.

Mary, of course, would not explain anything to her, just sneered.

That was the end of the conversation.

……

They were locked up in the metallic hut filled with bright light.

There is no food, and there is no day or night.

Mary estimated the time that had passed, and it must be almost dawn at this point, and she had no sleep.

They were taken away by being stuffed in a rail car.

This prison, from where she put the signal, should be not a short distance?

Will Red Lotus be able to find this place?

Could she be overestimating the puppet master?

Mary shook her head as soon as the thought came to her.

Breathe deeply.

Yes, have faith, she will be able to get out.

The outside world is good, and she hasn't had enough of it.

The point is that the Red Devils and Kailatik have not officially started the war yet, and now it is only the preparation stage to regroup after the defeat, isn't it? If, if she had been killed here by a bunch of the Federation, she wouldn't have seen the boss cut off the head of Grand Duke Keratik and kick it as a ball!

Gotta get out!

After Mary choked on that sentence, a certain innocent aristocratic chick never spoke again.

She felt that something was wrong, and her eyes opened a slit slightly, and she found that the chick didn't know when it had become a curled up position.

The curvature, the pink and white skirt......

It reminds her of a huge shrimp that has been peeled and washed.

Damn, don't think about food at this time.

Hungry.

Mary grunted and pressed her restless stomach.

At this time, Lola finally couldn't help but hold her lower abdomen and let out a low hum.

Mary, who was older than her, didn't even need to use her abilities, she could see what was going on at a glance.

Women of appropriate age always go through those days every month, referred to as menstruation.

Weakness, fatigue, abdominal pain, and occasional gushing of red fluid.

As a person with medical ability, Mary can proudly say that the first three characteristics have nothing to do with her!

As long as the medical light rolls back and forth, all diseases will be eliminated.

She raised an eyebrow and asked, "How did you meet that guy?" ”

Mary didn't realize that her unfriendly tone could easily make a young girl in a crush mistake her for a rival in love.

Lola was in great pain, but she realized that the other party was finally willing to communicate with her, and the joy temporarily diluted the pain.

She said intermittently, "I crashed, his, the ship ......"

Briefly inform the other party of what happened, but this time Lola learned wisely, she vaguely slurred the section of the captain in blue, only saying that the captain was pulling her and didn't mention it because he saw her name.

Mary was amazed to learn of her amnesia.

I have to say that this girl suddenly became less hateful in her eyes.

A child of this age can control a flying mecha without combat ability...... It seems that he is a nobleman who ran out of trouble with his family. Mary thought to herself, seeing that she should not have done anything bad like this, for the sake of his face, then help.

"Lift up your clothes and expose your belly." She commanded.

“……？” Lola looked confused.

"Help you heal."

Sensing the other person's tone become impatient again, Lola bit her lip.

She's a little shy.

Loosen one button and unfasten the belt ornament.

This dress looks like a dress, but it turns out to be two pieces.

She lifted her blouse, revealing her twitching lower abdomen.

Mary brewed a medical light. Just as she was about to hand it out, she froze.

"Pull your clothes on! Fast! ”

Mary's eagerness startled Lola.

She couldn't figure out how the blonde big sister, who was just a "female bandit" just now, suddenly became a "female tyrant"? Hands are faster than brains, and before the answer to this question has been reached, the edge of her blouse has jumped up another five centimeters.

"But, is it okay...... "It's so cold."

Lola's face turned pale with pain.

But Mary didn't look at her face, but flew over and looked at the reddish-brown five-petaled flower at the right of Lola's navel.

She also touched it, causing Lola to shrink back uncomfortably.

"It's not a tattoo ......"

Mary stared at it, her eyes glazed over, as if she was talking to herself.

The voice was so light that even the owner of the voice thought it was unreal.

Lola: "It'...... It should be a birthmark ......"

The other party was obviously interested in this flower, the five-petal flower, the birthmark, and the vague flow of information was running around in her mind, touching a certain point, so Lola remembered a fragment:

She lay on the wooden steps and played with the windmill.

A little blonde girl came over to help her get dressed, and complimented her on how beautiful the birthmark was.

She saw that the hand holding the windmill was small, apparently the body of a child.

Did it happen in childhood? Is that...... My memory?

Lola couldn't help but rejoice.

"I know it's a birthmark...... "Mary Mo rubbed the flower, looking unpredictable, "My sister also has a five-petal flower, exactly like yours." ”

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