Bright light poured from the ceiling, reflecting the pale white walls in a cold and clean light, and Alvin, dressed in loose blue and white vertical stripes, cautiously walked to the door, looking through the small window above into the hallway, his expression full of vigilance and guard.

Seeing that there were only people in the corridor wearing similar clothes, squatting or standing or walking back and forth, Alvin's eyes flashed, and he turned to the other bed in the room, gently patted the sleeping man on it, and whispered: "Clement, Clement!"

The man reflexively shrank back, and looked at Alvin with a pair of eyes that were like burning flames: "You, what are you doing?"

He spoke like a schoolboy.

"Clement, stop pretending, there's no one watching outside, it's time for us to discuss how to get out of here and how to recover our strength. Alvin looked earnestly and eagerly at his companion in front of him, a pair of white wings sticking out of the cracks in his clothes and spreading out in the room.

The man with flaming eyes showed a hint of disgust, and said inarticulately: "I, I'm not Clement, I've said it many times! They, they tell me, I'm Michael, MacLeod, I'm a brilliant magician, a great alchemist, a man destined to work miracles!"

It seems that because he has said too much repeatedly, the second half of his sentence is much more fluent than before.

"You!" Alvin said in shock and anger, "you are not pretending? How can you forget your noble and holy identity! We are the angels of the Lord! The life that is closest to the true God! The noble one who can destroy and save this world!"

He struggled to control his voice for a moment.

The man who called himself MacLeod was frightened by such a roar and curled up in the corner of the bed like a child: "I. I'm not talking to you anymore, you're bad, badass!"

Alvin looked at the mature and handsome angel with a "childish and innocent" expression, could not hide the disappointment in his heart, and shook his head sadly: "You, you have really forgotten, how did it become like this, is it only me who still remembers the Lord, remembers the glory of the past, and still thinks about returning to the Heavenly Mountain......"

The more I talk, the more sad I become. Alvin pushed the door open. Enter the hallway and pac back and forth to relieve your mood.

He paid no attention to the people around him who were unfamiliar, out of the pride of the Seraph. He had tried to escape from the place where he and the others were imprisoned, but his strength was sealed by an unimaginably terrifying force. He was easily captured by the guarding magician.

Then. A blonde man, also dressed in loose blue and white stripes, walked over. Eyes looked around vigilantly, passed by, and whispered to Alvin, "God." ”

Alvin was stunned. Then there was a surge of ecstasy, and they remembered the Lord, and they were devout followers of the Lord who had been captured by the magicians.

So, he nodded slightly, and replied to the man.

The man's right hand pointed forward slightly, signaling him to follow him.

Alvin looked around and followed the man to another room.

"Do you remember the Lord?" asked Alvin, closing the door.

"Haha

Alvin looked at him in amazement, and then anger welled up in his heart: "A madman!"

He was still strong in physical strength, and pushed the man to the wall, and then returned to the corridor, his heart inexplicably desolate, sad and depressed: "Lord, have they all forgotten you, and your miracles will never come to the earth again?"

"Shhhh A shivering dark-haired man crouched in a corner held up his index finger to his lips.

He also wears blue and white vertical stripes.

"Do you remember the Lord?" asked Alvin casually, hopelessly.

The man looked left and right in fear, and said very quietly: "Remember, I am a devout disciple of the Lord, I was caught here, tortured me for a big secret, shhh, don't look at me like this, those evil magicians are hiding around and observing." ”

His body trembled even more, as if as soon as he stepped out of this corner, he would immediately be arrested and tortured by the magician.

"Do you really remember?" Alvin asked in surprise.

The man solemnly drew a cross on his chest: "Only the truth endures!"

Alvin felt a mist emerge from his eyes, and he drew the cross with great divine solemnity: "May your way walk on the earth as it is in your kingdom." ”

The black-haired man beckoned Alvin to come over: "Since we are all devout believers in the Lord, then I will tell you that big secret, and you will find a way to escape, and then come to save me." ”

Alvin squatted solemnly next to the black-haired man and whispered, "Will it be heard by the magician?"

The black-haired man smirked: "This corner has been arranged by me to be the strongest and best mystery lock in the entire world, and it is the safest place, so I am hiding here!"

Alvin looked blankly at the empty surroundings, how could I not feel the existence of the mystery? Being sealed does not mean that my innate ability is not there!

The man ignored him and put his mouth to his ear: "I'll tell you that secret." ”

"Good. Alvin didn't have time to think about the mystery and listen to the secrets.

The black-haired man's voice was very low: "Actually, I am actually the god of truth!"

Alvin looked at him dumbfounded, and the black-haired man's expression became pity and divine: "I came to earth to save this filthy world, you are the first mortal to know my identity, I enshrine you as my angel......"

Before he could finish speaking, two men in black magic robes walked over, grabbed the black-haired man, and dragged him forward.

"Find a way to escape, and then come and save me!"

"I will burn myself on the cross to redeem this filthy world!"

Alvin was still dumbfounded, while one of the magicians cast a spell. The black-haired man was silent, and said coldly, "It's time to take medicine." ”

"Madman, it's all madmen here!" Alvin thought bitterly and indignantly, "damn magician, to keep us holy angels in prison with a bunch of madmen!

At this time, two other magicians arrived and grabbed Alvin: "Lady Rachel wants to see you." ”

Alvin didn't struggle, because he knew it was useless to struggle again.

As he walked, he accidentally kicked a man lying on the ground.

But the man, who was also dressed in blue and white vertical stripes, remained silent and tried to keep his status quo.

"I'm sorry. Alvin was kind and apologized. The man did not respond.

Just when Alvin wondered. The magician next to him chuckled in a low voice, "Don't worry about him, the corpse can't speak and won't feel pain." ”

"He's a necromancy?" Alvin didn't feel like it at all, he was obviously a living person!

The magician snorted, "He thinks he's a rotting, unintelligent corpse, so ......"

"Who are these people!" Alvin thought he was going crazy.

Walk through complex corridors. Alvin was ushered into an elegantly decorated room. There is an ordinary-looking but always energetic woman inside.

The woman sitting behind the desk looked up. Flaxen eyes looked at Alvin and smiled, "How are you feeling lately?"

"Not so good. Alvin was fixed in the chair opposite him and replied cautiously.

The mage badge on Rachel's chest has turned into nine black rings. The Arcane Emblem also has eight silver stars, she nodded and said: "This is normal, you keep the original memories, you can't be like Lord MacLeod and them can directly erase all memories, and then reshape their personalities according to historical data, because it is easy to erase your original memories together, even if Lord Evans makes a move, there is no certainty." ”

"You've erased their memories!" Alvin was furious.

Rachel frowned suspiciously: "This is a normal recovery and research process, in fact, when you recover to a certain stage, Your Excellency Evans will have a greater chance of erasing Alvin's personality and memories without harming your original memories, wait a minute, what is your name now?"

"I'm Alvin, you wicked magicians, not only are you keeping us normal and holy angels and madmen, but you're trying to erase all my memories!" Alvin struggled hard, but the magic ring held him down.

Rachel tapped lightly on the table: "It seems that there is something wrong with the method of the last treatment, which caused the recurrence, well, Maskelin, no, Alvin, wait a minute, take the medicine." ”

"Muskete......" Alvin was like being struck by lightning, his mind was in turmoil, and it seemed that there was another self wrestling with him in his heart.

"Although the cause of your current condition is 'extraordinary', your condition is not complicated, it is a typical split personality, and I will talk to Maskeling in detail when the time comes, and see if he is willing to keep the integration or just eradicate it. Rachel said with the same expression.

"I, I'm a madman?" Alvin felt like his head was about to explode.

At this moment, several magicians walked in, holding sky-blue potions in their hands.

Rachel bowed her head lightly and said to the magicians, "Remember, his medicine can't be stopped. ”

Alvin drank the medicine blankly, and his eyes suddenly saw the nameplate on Rachel's desk: "The Fifth Research Institute of the Magical Council - Aoyama Recovery Center, Deputy Director ......"

- Please read the author's words. (To be continued......)

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