November 11th.

When Lowe woke up, he was lying in a hospital room.

His right arm was in a thick cast and bandage, like a patient who had just been in a tragic car accident.

The busy figure in the room is Lorenz, the "visa officer" he hasn't seen for a long time, and at this moment, he is standing in front of a table full of bottles and cans, tinkling something.

Lowe, who woke up, quickly caught his attention.

"Don't move, I haven't drunk today's repair potion yet."

"Where am I?"

"Vito City Charity Relief Hospital."

Lorenz quickened his movements, and soon finished mixing a bottle of purple potion and came to Lowe's bed.

"You're making potions here, not afraid of being discovered by Muggles?"

"Enchantment. Muggles can't see the door to this room. ”

He expertly cracked Lowe's mouth open and poured the medicine in.

"It's sour." Luo Wei was in a painful mask, and tears almost flowed from his eyes, "You're wearing a fake potion, right?" ”

"That's just because you haven't drunk poog-smelling potions." He laughed wildly.

"Wait two minutes, then try moving your shoulders. By this time it should have been fully recovered. ”

Luo Wei originally felt very comfortable, and did not feel any pain. But when Lorenz reminded him of this, he suddenly realized that the right half of his body seemed to be corroded, completely unconscious, and not under his control.

“？！ I can't move on my right! ”

"It's normal."

Lorenz sat down and patted the plaster cast on his body: "The curator said that the right side of your body has basically been redone, and you are very lucky not to have been pierced through the heart by a broken bone spur and died on the spot." ”

"Redo...... Curator? "Lowe was a little sluggish.

"Yes, our great, calm, intelligent, and omnipotent curator. He seems to be able to do anything, and sometimes I wonder if he is a sophisticated and advanced machine. ”

……

This description seems to have been heard somewhere.

"I would venture to ask, should the curator you are talking about be called ...... Angela, right? ”

"Oh? You already know? Lorenz was amazed, and immediately said, "I advise you not to call Him by his name, or He will probably cut off your hands." ”

“…… And then give me a mechanical prosthetic? ”

Lowe covered his head with his left hand.

The Ruined Library, Angela, and the registrant "Roland", who only exists in the archives...... This must be the malice of the gods.

"Think beautifully."

Lorenz reached out and tapped on the cast in the crook of his arm, then asked, "Do you feel it?" ”

"There it is."

The next moment, Lorenz tapped his wand on the plaster a few times, and the entire plaster block "snapped" and shattered.

The nerve signal reinfused into the sensation on the right side of his body made Luo Wei sit up and try to move his right hand.

As the knuckles flexed, there was a tingling sensation in the arm.

"The fingers can move, it's already okay. You go back first, report to the security department on time tomorrow morning, and I'll take you home." ”

“…… Go home? ”

"Oh, it's into the Ruined Library. I'm used to calling it home. ”

Lorenz said as she began to diligently clean the room.

Lowe was a little confused.

His memories were fragmented, and before he opened his eyes, he was still in the Styx, on the verge of death. And now, he has inexplicably been in the real world, and his body is healed...... What happened in between?

"I felt like I needed to find out what was going on."

Luo Wei rubbed his head: "What time is it?" How long did I sleep? How did I get here? ”

"I don't know exactly what happened. But you had an accident three days ago, and it was Evan who sent you to us. Lorenz shrugged, "As it happens, that night, the Curator had just informed us to reopen the Broken Path when Evan rushed in with you in his arms. ”

Lowe: ......

So, it was Captain Evan who arrived in time to save me from the illusion?

"After that, the curator took you away, and after the restoration was completed, I brought you here to recuperate. You can ask Evan for details...... Or your sister? Evan should have told her the details. ”

Lowe nodded silently.

He turned and sat on the edge of the bed. His personal belongings were stacked on the bedside table next to him, and the face-up tarot deck quickly caught his attention.

ON TOP IS A NUMBER SEVEN PLATE, THE CHARIOT - AT LEAST JUDGING BY THE NUMBER AND THE NAME "THE CHARIOT" BELOW, IT SHOULD BE A CHARIOT PLATE.

But the board is empty.

In addition to the golden sand, the river, and the castle behind it, the two human-faced lions, as well as the chariot in the middle, all mysteriously disappeared.

Luo Wei couldn't help but have a question mark all over his head.

Is this really your own tarot card? Was it a mistake at all, or did you drink too much and hallucinate when you look at things?

"Let's get dressed and leave, I'm going to clean up my bed." Lorenz urged, "I'm going to work tomorrow, so make the most of the one afternoon I have left." ”

"Oh......"

Lowe silently put away the cards, changed into a cleaned wizard uniform, and left the room.

After walking out of the charity hospital in a daze, Lowe found that it was the "South Birch Street" in front of the Security Department.

"Sir, would you like a newspaper? Today's headline is still 'Vampire Case', which is the 17th case in three days, and a copy is only half a nit. ”

The newspaper boy with a cloth bag was guarding the entrance of the hospital, and as soon as Luo Weifang came out, he ran over on his feet.

"Oh?"

The word vampire caught his attention.

Lowe paid for a newspaper, then found the nearest public carriage and rode back to the Shiso neighborhood.

[Yesterday, the Vito City Security Department reported on the scene of 9 more "vampire cases" that have been discovered. The situation is getting worse and worse, and so far, the coverage of the case has been expanded to three districts, and the number is increasing daily......]

【…… The deceased were all attacked in relatively empty alleys, and according to the time of day, most of them were after dusk. According to the information released by the police, the victim's body showed a bizarre "dry" state, as if the blood of the whole body had been sucked dry. This is also where the name "vampire" comes from. 】

【…… So far, there have been no reports of sightings at the scene of the attack. The Security Service has made a commitment to crack the case and apprehend the killer within a week. 】

Lowe sat in the carriage, reading the contents of the newspaper, his brow furrowing more and more.

The passenger next to him glanced at it and immediately spoke: "You are also looking at this case?" It's horrible......"

Lowe didn't reply, but a topic quickly formed in the carriage, and everyone began to talk about it, wondering if there really were vampires in the world.

After the carriage stopped at the corner of the street, Lowe gave the newspaper to the passengers around him, quickly jumped out of the carriage, and walked to his home.

It's Sunday, and Belinda should have finished her service and returned home.

"Belinda, are you home?"

Pushing open the door, Lowe immediately shouted into the house.

And no one responded.

Luo Wei scratched his head with some doubts, where can Belinda go at this time?

He was about to turn around and go out to look for it, when a furry head suddenly poked out of the stairwell.

"Huh?" Lowe keenly caught the figure coming down the stairwell, "...... Cat? ”

A very weird, black and white cat descended the stairs and sat down on the floor in front of him.

It is said to be weird because the cat starts in the middle of the face and is divided into two parts.

The hair on the left side is pure white, with blue eyes and a white beard.

The hair on the right side is pure black, with golden eyes and a black beard.

It looks like a "performance art" animal made up of the game.

“……”

Who are you?

How did you get in here?

Do your parents know that you look like this?

Lowe's mind fell into a momentary stupor.

But the next moment, something even more absurd happened.

The cat in front of him opened its mouth, and a majestic and high-pitched tenor voice came from the cat's mouth:

"O my great master, your faithful guard Charlot, welcome your triumphant victory!"

……