"Yes, my grandmother's name is Monina...... My mother...... My mother's name is Christie...... They all have the last name Dalke...... I'm also surnamed Dalke......" Alyssa muttered, then stared blankly ahead, and began to repeat the two names incessantly: "Monina...... Christie...... Monina......"

When Professor Watson saw Alyssa's state, he was silent for a moment, and then asked, "So, do you remember who your father was?"

"Father ......" Alyssa continued murmuring, "my father ......"

"It's Finn...... Have you forgotten your father's name? Your father is Finn Dalk. ”

Finn...... Yes, my father's name is Finn...... His surname is Dalke......" Alyssa looked at the opposite wall with her eyes half-open.

After seeing Alyssa's reaction, Professor Watson stopped talking to her, because from his temptation just now, it was clear that Alyssa would simply repeat what others had just said, and in fact her brain was not thinking at all.

"She's in an unusual state...... Professor Watson turned his head and whispered to Allen, "I've been practicing medicine for decades, and I've never seen this symptom......

"Haven't even seen you before?" Hearing Professor Watson say this, Allen's heart instantly chilled.

"Yes...... Her condition is unique......" Professor Watson frowned, "it stands to reason that people with amnesia are generally memory lapses, for example, she may forget everything that happened from a point in time a long time ago until now...... But listening to what Riel described to me, you both met Alyssa at about the same time, but she only knew you, not him...... And she vividly remembers that the professor of the water element department was named Frost, who had only taught her a few classes, but she could not remember Cynthia Winslow, who often competed with her in class...... It's weird......"

"What do you mean...... Is she selectively forgetting certain people and things?" Alan asked.

"Yes...... By all indications, it was as if she was forgetting in some order what had happened since she was born until now...... Until everything is completely forgotten. ”

"All!?" Riel stomped his foot in frustration when he heard this, "Is there any way you can save her...... Get back what she's forgotten!?"

Because according to Professor Watson's judgment, Alyssa may have completely forgotten about him by now......

"Uh...... I can't guarantee that, but with the medical skills I have at the moment, there is little hope......" Professor Watson sighed. But perhaps to comfort Alan and Riel, after a moment of thought, he said, "But I'll do my best." ”

"Thank you, thank you!" Hearing that there was still some hope, Riel excitedly thanked him.

Professor Watson waved his hand and stood behind Alyssa again.

"First, I'm going to give her a check-up...... As long as I can find out the cause, I will have a chance to cure her. Professor Watson said as he placed his hands gently on Alyssa's head.

Alyssa didn't show any intention of resisting, but still sat in her chair blankly, her eyes staring blankly ahead.

"To find out where the disease is, to find out the source of the disease...... Just to relieve the suffering of sentient beings, let me understand everything!" After slowly chanting the incantation, Professor Watson's two hands began to emit a soft pale blue light, slowly enveloping Alyssa's entire head like smoke. Then he closed his eyes as well.

Alan and Riel waited quietly, praying that Professor Watson would bring them good news.

But after a few moments, Alan saw that Professor Watson's brow began to wrinkle tighter and tighter, and sweat began to ooze from the center of his eyebrows.

A trace of uneasiness drifted through Allen's heart, and his instincts told him that this was not a good sign!

After another moment, just as he couldn't resist asking, Professor Watson snapped his eyes open.

"That's weird!" said Professor Watson, his voice raising unconsciously, as soon as he opened his eyes, and then he put his hands behind his back and began pacing back and forth in the room.

"How's it going, Professor?" asked Allen, finally holding back.

"It's really weird...... "Professor Watson was at a loss, "I can't find any lesions...... That's what would make her where she is......"

Alan was shocked again.

"It stands to reason that most of the things that will cause her to have this condition are damaged or diseased in some part of the brain...... But I examined every area of her head and there were no external injuries or any signs of any suspicious injuries inside......," Professor Watson explained.

"That'...... Is there any other reason?" Alan quickly asked.

"Hmm...... If there are other reasons, it's not without ......," Professor Watson said after a moment's silence, "and it was a great mental stimulation...... But the possibility of this was very small, because if she had been stimulated by something that could have caused the consequences as she was now, she would have almost fallen into a nervous breakdown by now, and she would be emotionally tense and restless, and she would not be as calm as she is now. ”

A glimmer of hope had just risen in Rare's heart, but it had vanished in the blink of an eye...... Not even the cause of the disease could be found, which meant that Alyssa's illness might never be cured, and she might really forget about him completely......

"So be it...... You two send her back first. After another moment, Professor Watson said, "Let me go through the information again and see if I can find similar cases and solutions." ”

"Hmm...... Thank you......" Alan replied softly. His mood is also extremely heavy now, and he doesn't know if he will have a chance to meet the former Alyssa.

The two of them got up and took Alyssa away, and followed the path of the Four Seasons Garden to the door of the dormitory.

Fortunately, Alyssa is still willing to follow Alan, although the reaction is slow, but she will do what Eren says. At least she'd go back to her room, much to Allen's comfort.

"So what are we going to do next......" Rare asked anxiously on the way back to the room.

"I'm going to see Professor Frost tomorrow...... Be sure to ask what happened to Alyssa at her!" Alan said.

"Then I'll go too!" said Riel.

"No, you have to go to class...... Tomorrow is Saturday. "If she makes another appointment with Alyssa tomorrow afternoon, then I will have to go to her before five o'clock, and I won't be able to go to tomorrow afternoon's class, and I will expect you to tell me what this class is about." ”

"Hmm...... That...... Alright then......" Riel reluctantly agreed. Although reluctant, Allen still has a point.

After the two discussed, they hurried to the restaurant for dinner, and then went back to the room to rest.

However, since Alan had been thinking about what to ask after actually meeting Professor Frost, he lay in bed for a long time before falling asleep.

The next morning, instead of going to general classes, Alan plunged headlong into the library, flipping through almost all the books on brain injury, amnesia, and medical care, trying to find answers in them. But until the bell struck twelve o'clock in the afternoon, he found nothing.

At two o'clock, Riel and the others set off together, but Riel was heading to the classroom, and he went to Professor Watson to ask if there was any new progress.

Unfortunately, Professor Watson just shook his head and said nothing.

The gray-haired old man looked a little haggard, as if he had slept late last night, and it was obvious that he had done his best.

"It seems that only Professor Frost can find the answer......" Alan thought.

As the minutes ticked by, the clock finally rang at three o'clock. This is not only when students start classes, but also when other professors are on duty in their own offices.

However, out of an abundance of caution, Alan didn't go to the Elemental Tower until half-past three.

He made his way through the General Hall to the first floor of the Elemental Tower. It's quiet, and it's completely empty.

Room 601...... Well...... Room 601...... "Due to the intricacies of the room and the staircase, he searched for a long time before finally finding Professor Frost's office.

Alan walked all the way up this narrow staircase. I don't know why, every time he takes a step, his heart will "chuckle" together.

Finally, I reached the end of the stairs and came to the door of room 601.

Alan took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to raise his hand. But just as he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly heard Professor Frost's voice coming from inside: "I don't have much time left, and I hope that you will be able to take care of all the business I have been entrusted with." ”

"Is there anyone else in there?" Alan was stunned.

Then a slightly familiar voice rang out: "Obey your orders...... Teacher. ”

"Teacher, is it one of the students?" Alan thought for a moment, "but this voice...... I don't think I'm the same age as us...... And I think I've heard ...... somewhere."

As soon as he thought of this, Alan heard another sound of footsteps in the room, as if the man was walking towards the door!

Alan looked around, and found that each room was not deeply embedded in the wall, but a part of it protruded, and the protruding wall was just enough for him to hide, so he quickly dodged it.

Alan had just finished hiding when the door creaked open.

It was dark here, so he boldly stuck out half his head and quietly looked in the direction of the door. But it was okay not to look at it, and when he saw who came out of the room, he was so frightened that he almost cried out...... Because it was none other than the man who was closing the door and calling Professor Frost a teacher, it was none other than Mr. Principal, Negris Winslow, who almost never appeared in school!

"Mr. Winslow...... Call Professor Frost a teacher?!" Looking at Mr. Winslow's figure slowly walking down the stairs, Alan wondered if he had misheard. Because Mr. Winslow is over seventy years old, it is more like Professor Frost calls him a teacher, how could he call Professor Frost, who is only in his forties, a teacher?

"Could it be that there are not just the two of them in the room?" Alan thought again.

But when he calmed down and thought carefully about what he had just heard, he confirmed that the voice belonged to Mr. Winslow.

And he crept to the door again, listened carefully for a while, and then confirmed that there was no one else inside...... The room was completely silent—it was only Professor Frost.