Chapter 32: The Broken Affair Fifty-Nine Years Ago

"A more welcoming lady. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" The aristocratic young man sitting in front of the white-haired girl smiled, and Jacob beside him fidgeted and pulled the neck scarf.

There was a soft knock on the window, and the sound sounded like the knock of a visiting friend's door.

Jacobra opened the window, and a red-haired lady on a horse appeared behind the window, dressed in a formal dress, sitting sideways on a steed with the ribbon of her hat fluttering in the wind. Seeing Jacob, her bright red lips showed a big smile.

"My little nightingale. She held out her hand, wrapped in a long red glove, "Let's go for a walk in the forest of Ladovid tonight." ā€

Jacob blushed and leaned back in his chair, very different from the previous impression of Arcarnes as a master of "flirting girls", he was like a virgin who had never been in love.

"No.... Not necessarily. Jacob shook his hand, "I need to accompany... Uh, my friend came home. ā€

The red-haired lady saw Elena behind him,

"It's a shame. She smiled, "It's the first time I've seen a girl in your carriage." ā€

"I'm just sending her home."

He didn't need to defend himself, Arcanis was keenly aware of the close friend's sneaking thigh.

"Hahahaha. Looking at his hesitation, the red-haired lady chuckled heartily, "I won't bother you, my little nightingale." ā€

As she spoke, she drove past the carriage. The night breeze blew into the car with the sound of fading laughter and the scent of roses.

For the rest of the journey, Jacob was like a robot that had been disrupted. Talking to Elena, there was no such thing as talking and laughing before, but it was so fragmented that even Arcanis felt embarrassed.

Finally, Elena's home arrived. Arcanis was visibly relieved to see him, as if he had returned to his field of expertise, and he had regained the grace of nobility.

"It was a pleasure to have you with me tonight. He said, "I wish you a good night's sleep." ā€

"Goodbye, Lord Jacob. ā€

Elena smiled politely and said.

They got out of the car, and unlike Arcanis, an elemental worker who had only been in the factory for less than a month, Elena had a white house with a small garden, and the dutiful guard, holding a spear shaft with an alchemy ball hanging from it, walked to the carriage to light the way for the two.

As soon as the car door closed, the grumbling slipped through the cracks, caught by the keen ears of the white-haired girl.

"Oh my God, the situation was so good, why can't you do it later?" was the voice of Jacob's friend

"Elena must have mistaken me for a playboy and I always wanted to explain..."

"Forget it, you virgin who hasn't even held a girl's hand. He said, "The ghost thinks you're a playboy, you should have invited her to a more private party just now, didn't you plan to do so?"

"But... Hasn't she always hated frivolous aristocrats?

"You're afraid of this, that, and then you actually call him with a rather distant "you".."

Ha, it turned out to be a scumbag virgin. Arcanis thought to himself, but suddenly thought of his past self in the dream, and the bitterness of belonging to the past once again spread from the bottom of his heart.

"A-Na?"

"I'm in a daze. ā€

Yesterday Arcanis had already moved into Elena's house, and they returned home together.

Melly, who was well fed, presented her exploits to the owner of the house - a pot full of mice, of which I don't know how many were caught by the cat and torn off their necks just by passing by, and used them to please their owners. After being frightened, Elena kindly picked up the cat, and the mongrel cat happily wagged its tail and stepped on and rubbed her chest. It's one of its great hobbies, but it's a pity that Arcanis doesn't want to satisfy its small hobby.

Arcanis, who had taken a hot bath, slept on the soft bed ****, and Melly was coiled on the carpet at the door, reluctant to go to bed. When there was only one person and one cat left, it kept barking at her left hand, far away from her left hand.

While bathing, Arcanis looked at his left hand, blocking the left hand called the terrifying knight power of Yanagi Zhen, and the only change was that it became darker and uglier, like a black dead branch. She didn't doubt Liu Zhen's strange power in the slightest, that power was like a polluting power. But why didn't it hurt her?

"It's too weak, it. Kazkaz, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said.

"Who is it?"

"I don't want to tell you. "Anyway, you don't know much, and the answers to your questions don't help you much." ā€

"Tell me a little bit. ā€

"My men were defeated, and I destroyed them, it's as simple as that. ā€

"Huh?"

"It seems that part of its power is in this world. ā€

"Oh. ā€

"You've seen its power, so I won't say more. ā€

"It's so simple. ā€

Kazkaz was right, adding to his annoyance. How could this evil force have anything to do with a monster like Kazkaz that is "far beyond the scope of mortal cognition". In other words, she herself felt that her body could imprison Kazkaz, which was an incredible fact.

Rather than pondering the three philosophical questions of "where did it come from?", "Who is it?", "What is its purpose?", it is better to get to the bottom of some practical questions.

"Can you restrain it? The kind that doesn't want money. ā€

"Compared to ordinary people, because of my light, you are more or less unaffected by it. ā€

"Oh. ā€

"To detect it, you have to give money. ā€

"You know what I'm thinking. ā€

Arcanis leaned back on the bed, leaving the question of the "Three Philosophies" behind. The group photo on the table, the female thief who recognized her identity at once, the terrifying knight who suddenly came, and the man who used to be man?

Her mind was in a daze, and she decided to think through the questions one by one in order.

She took out the group photo that was originally placed on the table from her pocket in another dimension, and the magic projection technology brought the six people in the photo to life. She squinted, examining them through the glimmer of light.

There are four men and two women in the photo, and the female swordsman with a proud expression holding a long sword seems to be the terrifying knight named Liu Jin.

She stared at the face of one of the men, and felt more and more like the master of the study.

Professor Derek, who died unexpectedly and tried to prove that she was a literary idiot and made things difficult for her all day long, and Andrew, who made her unhuman, are also in this photo.

As you can imagine, Derek must be a member of the Book Society as well. Andrew, who is gentle on the surface, must be playing a game with Professor Derek that you sing blackface and I sing redface. They are all watching themselves, trying to get what they want out of themselves.

She had met four of the six, and there was one man and one woman left. Wait, purple eyes, long blond hair?Arcanis suddenly thought of Christina, no wonder she looked familiar when she first saw it. She was..... Who? The white-haired girl's mind was stuck.

What exactly did they go through?

The blue wolf desperately remembered their conversation in that battle.

"The ..... of the soul that escaped for fifty years"

Fifty years, a familiar word.

Fifty years ago?

Fifty-nine years ago the plague spread throughout the province.

She suddenly figured out something, felt as if she had caught something, and as soon as she pulled it, the curtain covering the truth would open before her eyes...