The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Teresa stood quietly under the steps, with neat black bangs, a plain white dress, and a pair of common ladies' flat-heeled shoes on her feet.

Her eyes were clear, but she had the power to penetrate people's hearts, so the moment she turned around and saw Teresa, Sigmon faced the reality calmly.

In the face of this girl, he couldn't make any disguise.

It's just that this meeting was too sudden. Before going ashore, he had already made the corresponding psychological construction, but he got the information from Harris that they had disappeared, but when he let go of all psychological precautions, Trey Sarah suddenly appeared.

It's been a while since I came to this world. As my sister in name, this is the first time the two have officially met.

Without greeting or asking why you didn't die, why you disguised your identity, etc., Teresa just looked at Sigmon quietly. After a while, she answered seriously:

"You're not Sigmund, but it's strange that you now give me a special sense of familiarity."

Kaka.

The shoes squeaked softly on the steps, and Teresa walked to Sigmon step by step, stopping until she was only a punch away from his body.

Then she raised her head and looked at Sigmon seriously.

"It's weird, you should forget about me, but it doesn't matter, it won't be long before you forget our conversation now."

"Are you looking for me?" She tilted her head.

"Yes." The distance between the two made Sigmon uncomfortable. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. "I have something for you." He got into the carriage and took out the black box that contained the heads of the superiors.

In front of everyone's eyes, Teresa opened the box casually. Sigmon noticed that the expression on her face had changed, her brows were tightly wrinkled, the doubts in her eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and she slowly revealed a trace of pain. look.

Snapped.

The box was resealed. "Strange stuff." She gathered her hands in the middle, and in the blink of an eye, the black box disappeared out of thin air.

"Although I can't see it now, I can feel it. This thing is very useful to me, thank you." Teresa said sincerely.

"According to the instructions in the etiquette class, I accepted your gift, so I need to give something in return. What do you want, Sigmund?" Teresa asked seriously.

"Money? Extraordinary items?"

"Well, or do you want to kill someone?" Speaking of this question, a smile appeared on her face, "This is relatively simple, except that Abetus has a few guys who are not easy to deal with, this country I can help you with anyone."

Her tone was casual and her expression was relaxed. She was clearly talking about **** things like murder, but it was her, but Sigmon couldn't feel any cruelty or indifference.

That kind of feeling is like a child treating a toy she doesn't like, not because human life is worthless in her eyes, but the concept and meaning of life, she doesn't seem to feel it at all.

Except for a few people in Abetus... Sigmund was secretly shocked, he could name these people, Duke Dressel, Mr. Appleard, and the teacher in Abetus. Zong.

Each of them is a long-established seventh-order.

But in Teresa's description, these three senior seventh-orders can only be labeled as troublesome.

"I don't need anything, and I don't need you to kill for me." Sigmund replied, "Who are you?"

"Then who are you?"

Sigmund couldn't answer Teresa's question. He smiled and wanted to change the subject, but heard Teresa continue: "I don't know who I am, and of course I'm not Lawrence's child."

"Thank you for your gift, I accepted it, think about it, if you can remember me next time, I will meet your request." Turning around, Teresa planned to leave here.

"Wait, where is Lawrence?" Sigmund couldn't help asking.

"He went on a trip alone, went to the Western Continent, maybe he will come back next month, maybe never."

"What about you, where are you going?" Sigmund was too curious about this so-called younger sister.

"If you can remember me, you can find me," Teresa replied without looking back.

"Then I hope you don't erase my memory again." Sigmund half-jokingly.

"I didn't do anything." Teresa stopped, slightly sideways revealing a delicate face.

"This is not my intention, it's just that it will be automatically forgotten by others. The time may be long or short. You and Lawrence have been the people who have been with me the longest for so many years."

In his plain tone, Sigmon felt utterly lonely. He raised his hand and said with a smile, "I hope I can remember you next time we meet."

"Goodbye, Sigmund."

Teresa walked into the crowd and quickly disappeared.

There was no time to reminisce about this complicated mood. Sigmon jumped on the carriage at the first time, and sorted out the memories related to Teresa in his mind and wrote down everything on the paper.

He even actively activated Amidala's arm in the carriage, letting the scarlet mist entangle him.

He thought that Teresa had erased part of his memory of her through some special ability, but now it seems that Teresa herself is suffering from memory.

Everyone who knew her would automatically forget her, for a long time or a short time. Before contacting herself and Lawrence, who did Teresa meet?

Teresa's strength is extremely strong, but Sigmund couldn't find any news about her, and now all of this has reasons to explain.

"What is the relationship between Louis and Teresa? Did they know each other before? Or are they simply preparing for the future?"

The brief exchange resolved some doubts in Sigmon's heart, but at the same time more doubts arose.

Leaving the square, he returned to the God of War and set sail. Sigmon went north along the western coastline of the kingdom of Elland~www.readwn.com~ During the journey, he also saw the various actions of the navy in the western defense line.

Contradictions have begun to appear, and more and more people are expressing their dissatisfaction. After collecting reliable information, he stopped at a port in a city in the southwest, and then changed to a steam train to return to Ahmad, who had been away for more than a month. Bertus.

As early as more than half a month ago, Newcomen was officially promoted to the five permanent members, and even the identities of Savery and Sigmund were raised by half a rank.

Sigmund first ran to Newcomen's residence to report safety, and then rushed to the Duke's mansion non-stop.

Knowing that he was coming back, Duke Dressel had been waiting for a long time.

It's been over a month since the Duke and Charlotte haven't changed much, but as soon as they entered the room and before Sigmund was seated, Charlotte couldn't wait to start asking.

"You want to be the Pirate King?" Charlotte's tone was full of doubts.

"No." Sigmund emphasized with a smile.

"I am now."