A few days later.

Dawn Harbor Pier.

The salty and wet sea breeze blows in your face, and the tricolor flags fluttering high on the pier are hunting.

A huge white passenger liner sounded a beeping whistle and steaming steam came out, which was the message that it was about to dock into port.

Soon, the ship dropped anchor, and several figures came out of it.

Two men and two women.

The first to come out was a middle-aged man with a pair of eagle eyes and sharp eyes. He wears a gold-colored revolver around his waist and a cowboy hat on his head.

To his left was a hot blonde woman, her long hair cascading down like a wave, and a pair of majestic shores on her chest that easily caught the eye of passers-by. The slender thighs are wearing skinny jeans and a cowboy hat, revealing a hint of sassy heroism in the fire.

The other man was ordinary-looking, with rough, dark skin, like a laborer on the docks. But only his eyes were a deep blue, the color of the sea.

They were followed by a girl of fourteen or fifteen. The girl has short ear-length hair, wears a gothic loli costume, and holds a huge crystal ball in both hands.

Unlike the other three, the girl's face was calm from beginning to end, and her eyes did not have the slightest sparkle, as if her soul had been separated from her body.

The blonde hot girl stepped on the land on the dock of Dawn Harbor, took a deep breath, and said, "Finally, I don't have to take a boat, this damn broken boat makes me uncomfortable." ”

The eagle-eyed man also moved his muscles slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching when he heard the blonde's complaint.

The woman was uncomfortable...... It's not seasickness or tiredness, but purely because of the asymmetry of the left and right rows of rooms in the cabin, and there is one room less on the right than on the left.

And this blonde actually smashed a room on the left directly, and forced up two rows of rooms for couples.

"If you're happy, Catherine. The Hawkeye Man smiled slightly.

"I hope the person who came here this time won't let us down. Catherine took the lead and walked towards the town.

The blue-eyed man and the silent little girl followed.

As soon as they left the dock, a beggar approached them.

The beggar was covered in a mess, with a disheveled head, and his left sleeve was empty, and he had already broken his arm.

"A few masters, it's good, before you eat, a few coppers are fine. "Being a beggar also requires eyesight, and when the one-armed beggar saw what these five people were wearing, he knew that these people were all rich and noble, and he ran over first.

Generally speaking, the richer the family, the easier it is to give them a little money to send them away. For these rich people, this is a small amount of money, but for beggars, it is a lot of money.

The one-armed beggar looked expectant.

Catherine stopped, her brow furrowed, as if she had seen something uncomfortable.

"It's really uncomfortable. Catherine bit her lip and looked at the beggar in front of her.

The beggar's eyes lit up, and he thought that the girl in front of him was moved by sympathy, and was about to say something, but then a bright light crossed his eyes, and a sharp light directly cut off his remaining arm.

Yes!!

A scream rang out, and the beggar fell to the ground, rolling from side to side in pain, his face showing pain.

Both of his arms were gone.

Catherine frowned, and muttered, "It's symmetrical, it's much more comfortable." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at the beggar and started to leave.

"This woman ......" The eagle-eyed man frowned, trying to say something, but held back.

......

Inside Sig's room.

He's trying at the moment.

"How's it smelling?" said Sigurt, holding the memory perfume next to Derpy's nose and fanning out the scent.

Derpy put her little nose up, sniffed it, and immediately looked disgusted and hid.

"It smells bad...... Is this really a perfume?" Derpy grumbles back into the painting, muttering and grumbling.

"It should ...... Right. Sieg embarrassedly put away the perfume bottle.

The smell is terrible for them, but for other races such as the devils, it may be sweet.

"Derpy, tell me, do you remember anything now?" Seeger asked curiously, seeing that the other party had already sniffed it.

He had always been curious about the origin of this soul body, and immediately tentatively wanted to try it to see if this memory perfume could awaken her hidden memories.

Derpy's eyebrows furrowed, and his whole body looked painful, as if some bad memories resurfaced.

"It's so uncomfortable......" Derpy begins to rub her little head, a look of pain.

"Do you remember anything?" Seeger couldn't help at this time, after all, a large number of memories poured into his mind at once, and it was indeed a little bulging.

"There's an oil painting of a log cabin in which Grandma walked with me......" Derpy seems to be starting to remember his past.

"The people in the house said they could exchange our wishes. Derpy was stunned and said, "Grandma is dying, she still wants to take another look at the person she liked at the beginning...... Just at a glance. ”

"This is grandma's last wish, I don't want to make grandma sad, so I gave my body to grandma......" Derpy's head gradually lowered, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "Grandma said that before twelve o'clock, she will be back, let me wait here for her ......"

"Wait for her ......" Derpy fell silent and didn't say anything more.

Sieg looked at the little girl with her head down in the painting and seemed to understand something.

"She shouldn't have returned, has she?" said Sigurd, after a moment's silence.

The little girl in the painting did not make a sound, then nodded.

"That's human nature. Sieg didn't know what to say for a moment.

An old woman who was dying and was critically ill coaxed her own granddaughter and exchanged the bodies of both parties. Then he broke his promise and didn't come back and started enjoying life again.

It's just that I pity this little girl, her soul is locked in the painting, and her memories have almost disappeared in the endless years, but she is still obsessed with waiting for her grandmother.

"Condolences. Sieg didn't know how to comfort people, so he held back for a long time before he spoke.

"By the way, do you remember your name now?" asked Sigurd, as if remembering something.

"My name is ......" Derpy continued to rub his head, as if still digesting the sudden memory, before he slowly spoke, ready to say something.

But, just then, there was a banging knock on the door outside.

Someone has visited.

Derpy was so frightened that he hid in the painting again, and didn't say anything more.