Leily was originally rubbing her feet with her head down, but when she heard my question, her hands moved, and she looked up at me suspiciously, "Are you really amnesia?"

Really amnesia...... I shook my head, no, it's just that I can't tell which memories are my own.

Hatherine's memories have long been pouring into my mind, one by one with happiness and contentment, which makes me a little jealous, and Hatherine's simplicity and loveliness also make me confused.

Who the hell am I?

Katie, who carries the memory of Hatherine, or finally finds her own Hatherine?

I don't know, I don't want to ask, I've already had a fight with Lilad, and I don't want to tell him about it yet, and I don't want to go back to him yet.

Because, I always felt that behind the four hundred years of sleep, there was a secret that Lirad didn't want me to know.

Seeing me shake her head, Reilly looked at me with a puzzled expression, as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't have a chance to say it.

Because a woman dressed in black appeared in front of us, and no one knew where she came from, as if she really appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the woman appeared, she brought a cold aura that made people extremely uncomfortable.

At the same time as she appeared, Relily, who was sitting on the ground rubbing her feet, bounced up from the ground with a "poof", ignoring her painful feet, walked quickly in front of me, and protected me with a slightly shorter body than me, looking at the woman with full vigilance.

Beyond Reilly's little head, I could still make eye contact with the woman, and I could still feel her hostility.

The woman was wearing a black tight-fitting leather coat, and her black hair was firmly tied behind her with a hairband, obviously on a face unique to Orientals, with not too deep facial features distributed according to the position of normal people, but it made her whole person look more feminine and ruthless than others.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, but I didn't expect to hide here. The woman's hands were behind her back, and her words were spoken with a thick Tokyo accent, which was supposed to be Japanese.

"I'm stupid, who can blame me!" Reilly's voice was low, and her cold words were filled with deep disdain and intense anger.

The woman took out her hands from behind her back, held a short dagger in her hand, held it flat at shoulder level, raised her feet and slowly paced towards us, with a cold smile on her face, "Stupid or not depends on who can have the last laugh." ”

Reilly chuckled and looked up at the woman who was a head taller than her, "Vivien came back in the blink of an eye, are you sure you can kill me?"

Hearing Vivien's name, the woman suddenly stopped and glared at Reilly viciously, "What else do you have to do but rely on that damn vampire!"

I don't know how much these people hate the Bloods, but their faces filled with the emotion that "the Bloods shouldn't exist in the first place" are extremely uncomfortable.

The woman stood only three steps away from us, squinting at us, and the hand holding the small dagger began to slowly droop, as if hesitating to move.

Reilly stood motionless in front of me, and even the kitten in my arms became alert, looking up from my arms and squinting at Reilly's back.

The two of us confronted a sinister and frightening Japanese woman who seemed to believe Reilly's words and didn't do anything, but still wouldn't leave.