Do you really think so?

Angel was suppressed by Klein in a position almost pressed against the wall, but he didn't have any idea of breaking free, but thought blankly.

If not, why did he try to trade with the "hermit" lady for the "hypocritical" ring, which was in the same sequence as Crane and had no use value, leaving behind other magical items and the most important gold pounds that would help him?

And why when you encounter a wanted pirate on the street, you no longer hide your identity, attack secretly, and entrust others to receive the bounty on your behalf, but directly attack and kill the other party in front of passers-by?

Raising the "value" is really unintentional, not trying to ...... Want to leave that money to Klein?

All this may have been a vague thought before, but under Klein's direct interrogation, Angel recognized his heart and clarified the real thoughts hidden under the surface thinking.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Klein sighed softly and continued to ask:

"Why are you doing this? Was it because of the question asked at the tarot meeting? ”

The question – do you know "Adam"? The high-order extraordinaire of the audience pathway?

Even surrounded by anger and anxiety, Crane was careful not to say the name.

But Angel clearly understood this, and her gaze was unnaturally skewed, not daring to look at Crane, but staring at the gas lamp on the wall behind him, her eyes glinting in the light of the fire.

After a moment, she asked in a low voice:

"If a person's identity, her past, and even the memories in her brain are false, then is she still true?"

Although it was "she" as the main language, at this time, Angel's meaning could not be clearer, Klein was hit by this question, and was silent for a while, and his hands also relaxed the power of suppression.

Angel sighed and took the opportunity to break free from under his hands, and without saying a word, he turned and continued to walk towards the staircase.

This is a question that even she herself can't figure out as a party, so how can she look forward to it......

Suddenly, her shoulders were twisted behind her with a strong force.

Crane reached out his hands again and clasped Angel's shoulders tightly, unwilling to let go.

"I don't know about her, I don't know if you're real," Crane's voice was low, hoarse, but extremely determined, "but my encounter with you, and everything you've experienced is not fake, I love you now, not some name, some identity!" ”

Love me...... Angel's cheeks were a little hot.

It was the first time she had heard it from Klein's lips unambiguously.

Although the two have tacitly understood each other during this period of experience, she can feel that the other party is a little shy and a little shy, and she herself has never really put her inner feelings into words due to the change of identity.

At this moment, hearing Klein say this sentence in this situation made her even her heart beat a little faster.

However, does it mean that he already knows the falsity of my current identity...... In addition to being moved, Angel also noticed a trace of abnormality in the other party's words.

Of course, his identity as "Angel" was a fake testimony from the Tarot meeting with the help of the hanged man Alger, and Klein, as the "world", had the opportunity to learn this.

didn't continue to delve into this topic, perhaps because Klein took care of her privacy, but the confusion of her identity still made her a little hesitant and a little afraid:

What if even this emotion was manipulated by Adam?

If you meet him in Tingen, get acquainted with each other in the Night Watch Squad, recognize the feelings of both sides in the battle and parting, and finally snuggle up to each other...... Are they all fake?

"Even if He can deceive you, there is no way to deceive me," Seeing her face change again and again, Klein retracted his hands and pulled Angel towards himself, "I have this confidence, everything I meet with you is my own choice, and it is all true feelings." ”

With that, he put one hand around Angel's arm and the other around the back of her neck, and kissed her red lips that were slightly open in shock.

"Woo......"

As soon as she let out a whimper, Angel succumbed to the fiery emotion.

Klein's tough movements made her confused heart gradually surrounded and filled with peace.

For a long time, the lips parted.

"I don't know where your worries and confusion come from, but you should remember how you promised me before you left Beckland?"

Seeing that her mood had stabilized, Klein continued to speak.

"Don't give up your life easily."

Angel replied honestly.

She remembered the afternoon when the two were reunited after the Great Smog of Beckland, when Klein also held his shoulder and forced her to agree.

And this time, he wanted to leave secretly, taking it upon himself to "leave everything to him", thinking that he was thinking about him and ignoring his feelings......

"I'm sorry."

She lowered her head and whispered.

"You know that what I want is not this, but that you really think about yourself and me before making this kind of decision," Crane sighed lightly, his expression softened and he was no longer nervous, "In addition, if you can, tell me the doubts and confusion in your heart, and we will solve them together." ”

Tell him everything...... Angel was close to speaking, but at the last moment, she held back.

How can these things be made clear?

"Adam" cannot be mentioned by name, and all of His plans may be at the level of consciousness and memory, rather than practical means.

And most importantly, is she really ready to let Klein know that she is "Cole Granger"?

"I'm sorry, but I still have some doubts that need to be confirmed personally...... she finally shook her head, then smiled slightly, "but since you believe that this relationship is real, then I also choose to believe it." ”

She wrapped her arms around Klein with her backhand, clasped her arms tightly in front of her, as if she was about to rub them into her chest.

It wasn't until the fragile "Faceling" let out a soft groan that she blushed and let go of her arms.

Seeing that she had returned to her usual Angel, Klein was also secretly relieved, although the other party still did not say the real crux of the problem in the end, but when it came to a "king of angels", he could understand this caution and hesitation.

As Angel said, he also chose to believe.

"Well, the time for psychotherapy is over," Klein smiled strangely, "and then, it's time for us to talk about birthday presents." ”

"I am not satisfied with the gift you have prepared, because it does not make me happy, but makes me afraid.

"What do you say?"

"Huh?"

As soon as he walked out of the mixed thoughts of multiple emotions such as shyness, confusion, and gratitude, Angel subconsciously asked such a strange question.

……

Late at night, Crane opened his eyes.

He crept out of the warm bed, covering Angel with the bedding beside him.

The extra weight made her snort softly in her sleep, and she turned over, revealing a large area of snow white around her shoulders and neck.

With a chuckle, Crane put the shaken quilt back on Angel, put on his shirt, left the bedroom, and went into the bathroom.

He didn't come here to solve a physical problem...... Of course, this is also a reason, but it is not urgent, and we can talk about it later.

Locking the door and carefully constructing the spiritual wall, Crane prayed to "Mr. Fool" before taking four steps backwards into the gray mist and sitting in his own high-backed chair.

Among the stars behind the thick fog, one was already flickering, it belonged to "Gelman Sparrow", he reached out and soon saw himself standing stiff in a strange position, and there was no other abnormality around.

There is no "Adam" with blonde hair and a golden beard, and a smile on his face all the time, as if he knows everything.

With a long sigh of relief, Klein continued his plan.

Manifesting parchment and a pen, he reached for the pen and clicked on the paper, and lines of text quickly emerged.

"Last time anomalous occurs: Tingen, July 1349.

"Probably met Adam.

"Is it in the port of Enmat?

"Asked about the possibility of 'tampering with memory' at the tarot meeting.

"When entering the gray mist, the body appeared abnormal.

"The power of the gray mist space has allowed her to discover that her memory has been tampered with?"

……

Lines of scribbled text quickly appeared, quickly filling the entire sheet of parchment.

Different pieces of evidence corroborate each other, and speculations emerge and disappear.

Finally, a bold, enlarged text sums up the brainstorming:

"Angel's memories have been tampered with by Adam in some deep-seated way that even the gray fog can't be lifted?"

Is this the reason for her pain and despair?

Klein was silent for a moment, then put down the pen, and the other words on the parchment disappeared, and the bolded question was much narrower, and was put in the center of the paper:

"Angel's memories are real now."

Feeling the gold chain on his left wrist and shaking it open, allowing the amethyst pendant to float above the parchment, Crane took a deep breath and began to recite the divination, gently closing his eyes.

Angel had absolute trust in him, and did not have any trouble with him because he came back from the dead, knew a lot of knowledge that should not have been known from the night watchman, and hid secrets that he could not see, nor did he ask him about these secrets.

The same goes for him.

The false identity, the resurrection of the dead twice, and the mysterious connection with the altar and runes found in Bansey Harbor all show that Angel has many secrets that are no less than his.

But Klein didn't try to pierce her heart and pry into the secrets she didn't want to tell.

The only exception is this one.

Klein felt a strong sense of danger in Angel's near-desperate, unrelenting move today.

If she hadn't made a decision and stopped her from leaving, what would have happened next?

Reining his divergent thoughts, feeling the slight vibration of his left hand being pulled by the pendulum, Crane opened his eyes with some hesitation and looked at Amethyst.

The pendulum was slowly rotating clockwise.

(End of chapter)