The early morning sun shone through the window and fell on Arcanis' face, and the white-haired girl opened her eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 She got up, held her forehead, and sat down on the bed. The soft bed and warm interior made her think for a while that she was just having a nightmare. Later, Christina's sister will take her to her room to prepare for the Winter Veil Gala.

"You're finally awake. The door opened, and the halfling holding the basin shouted happily.

"Ahh Arcanis sighed lightly. Those carefree, beautiful and happy days were like a sweet dream, and she would wake up after all.

"What happened?"

She asked, picking up a wet towel, wiping her face.

"Tim, get out. Taresa appeared in the doorway, and a black butterfly landed on her head.

Tim obediently departed. Arcanis put the towel down and stared at the Blood-Girl walking towards her, then at the cat on her finger. Melly bit her snow-white index finger and hung it at her side, Talesa being very tolerant of mutt cats.

"Melly. ”

The white-haired girl whispered the name of the motley cat and picked it up, and Melly let go and lay on Arcanis's lap.

Taresa looked at Arcanis for a moment,

"You are Arcanis indeed. "It's not the Arcanis, there's no fear in her eyes," she said in an unskilled elven language. ”

Her tone sounded as if she had knocked down an empty boxer with all her might.

"I have amnesia. ”

"Amnesia. Taresa chewed on the word, her emotions starting to get a little agitated. She placed her right hand in the early morning sun, and when she saw the surprise in Arcanis's eyes, she clenched her fists.

"Is it really amnesia?" she said, "do you know why I'm not afraid of the sun?"

"Why?"

"Why!" Talesa suddenly approached Arcanis and grabbed her shoulder, "You should know! When you threw me into the running water, when you cut open my clothes and saw the Bloodstone!"

Her slender fingers, like steel claws, clung tightly into her shoulders, causing Arcanis to gasp.

"Meow!"

Melly bit Talesa's wrist and hung on it.

"Of course I don't know!" Arcanis gritted his teeth as he stared at the powerful bloodline in front of him, "What a bloodstone, even you. ”

"You really don't know?" she raised her voice a little, "tell me, was my mother killed by your god's followers?, tell me, why did you insult my father, in front of his children, and make him look like a worthless loser?"

"I don't remember!" cried the white-haired girl word for word, "I have amnesia! Otherwise, if I could cut off your father's left hand, I would have cut off your head right now!"

"Hehehe. Talesa smiled wryly and let go of her hand, "I thought I'd get an answer." ”

She lost the power of her anger and sat beside Arcanis like an ascetic monk who had traveled thousands of mountains and rivers in search of answers, only to reach the top of the mountain only to find nothing.

At this point, Melly also let go of her mouth.

"Want to hear the story of seventy years ago?"

"Tell me. Arcanis rubbed his shoulder, "Maybe I'll be able to regain some of my memories." ”

So Talesa began to tell the story of a pampered girl who, on the way to escape, coexisted with a "dead hunter" with a cruel personality who spent her days wondering how to kill her father's enemy. She worries and fears all day long, and meets the elf she admires, but she can't communicate with him.

"Is it Flogisa?"

"Yes. After returning home, I have been learning Elvish, longing to meet him in the physical realm of the Lord one day. ”

Arcanis saw the naked jealousy in Talesha's bloody eyes.

"You've always used me as an instrument of vengeance, a vessel for bloodstones. He is the only one who really cares about me, but I am like air next to you, always ignored. "When I got home, I threw the magic bracelet into the maelstrom of destruction." ”

She was reluctant to talk about what happened next. Arcanis could feel that the fact that she had cut off her father's left hand was a huge scar on her heart.

"How did you find me?" Arcanis changed the subject, not wanting to provoke Taresha.

"I saw a group of humans, and some of them pronounced your name, and I later learned that they were going to arrest you. "I didn't believe it at first, so I followed them, and when I saw you and the scimitar in your hand, I believed that you had returned." ”

"You're going to find Flogisa. Arcanis said, "Be careful, he's turned into an evil man?"

"We Bloodlines don't care about evil or good. Taresa stood up and walked to the door.

Arcanis raised his hand to stop her, but it stopped. She no longer wants to point to the wound on her face and tell others about her misery.

The Blood Girl stopped at the door, turned her head sideways, and said, "The owner of this inn has been charmed by me, but it will be invalid tomorrow." ”

She said goodbye and left.

Later, Arcanis learned from Tim that she had been brought here by Taresa after she had fainted, and that she had been asleep for three days.

Arcanis finally had time to flee one day, and after discussing with Tim, she decided to flee west first, escape from the empire, recover her memories, regain her strength, and then kill back, clear her name, and punish the real culprit.

She put on makeup and tied her breasts tightly to make herself look like a thin, but well-developed man. As for the scars on her face, she had nothing to do but try to cover them up.

The next morning, together with Tim, she got into the innkeeper's carriage and headed west. This carriage, which was mainly used to transport goods, was piled with wheat stalks.

Arcanis leaned against the wheat straw pile, the morning sun fell on her, she looked at the withered yellow world around her, Arcanis was full of anxiety, the escape was full of dangers, could she avoid interrogation? After all, the wounds on her body were too conspicuous, besides, even if she regained her strength, would she be able to defeat the blackened Flogisa?

She touched her empty left sleeve. The mood was low and he sighed. Whether I'll survive or not is unknown, she thought, and sooner or later, I'll be devoured by Kazkaz's soul.

Resentment, worry, anxiety, and fear all turned into bitter poison that tormented her soul.

Even the golden sunlight in the early morning can't make her pessimistic state of mind change half a point.

Hearing Arcanis' sigh, Tim looked up and smiled widely.

"It's a long road, let's sing a song together. He was always so energetic, but Arkanis was not interested, "I learned a lot of songs in Kazakh to praise it. But this song is my favorite, the key is very simple, and it is easy to sing. ”

As he spoke, he began to sing in a solemn voice (1)

“

Kazakhstan is the best in the world

In the Western countries, the leaders are all ****

Kazakhstan, the world's largest exporter of elemental stones

In other cities, the elemental stones produced are extremely low-level..."

Contrary to the solemn singing, the lyrics are comical. Arkanis soon heard that it was a satirical Kazakh song, and she unconsciously sang it with him.

“

Kazakhstan, the home of the pig's head pool

It is five or six long and two or three wide

The filtration system is nothing short of a miracle

Eighteen percent of the dregs and feces of man are removed by it

Kazakh, good place

From the Sunset Plains to the Western Wall of the Imperial Capital

Friends know all over the world, only red-skinned people don't think about it

They have big noses and idle things, and their brains are blind when they get into the water.... ”

Arcanis sang more and more energetically, and although she had never learned to sing, she was able to find the right tune. Of course, another reason is that the tune of this song is very similar to the tune of the national anthem of the Jofia Empire. She was sure that it must have been adapted from the national anthem.

“

Kazakhstan, the element industry is unparalleled in the world

We invented long shorts and toffee

Kazakh chickens are the cleanest in the region

It's a pity that the scars on his body are scaly

Kazakh, good place

From the Sunset Plains to the Western Wall of the Imperial Capital

Please come and shake hands with the great nakedness of our staff bearer

A turtle from the base of the testicles all the way to the apex. ”

After singing the song, Arkanis was in a much better mood, the carriage turned a corner, she looked at the Kazakh city in the distance, and sang the song again.

Her inner anxiety has decreased a lot, and she has become more optimistic.

Isn't it just missing a hand? She's got a scimitar, and she's got Kazkaz, and there's Merry. Someday, she will return to the damned city, expose Andrew's abominable true colors, thwart yet another of their plots, and enjoy their reverent, guilty gazes in front of everyone.

I will be back. She swore secretly.

(1) Tim's Song: This song can be heard by searching OKazakhstan.

The second volume of the academy is completed