The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Mr. Skinder, are you joking?"

"My memory is not wrong. That summer was very special. We were about the same age at that time. You were about seventeen or eighteen, and I was only nineteen."

"Your brother Louis is a little older than us, but at most twenty-four or five."

"No." She seemed to realize something here, and she looked sideways at Sigmund.

"Ten years ago... Could it be that Louis had a child at the age of fourteen or fifteen?"

"I don't know Louis." Sigmund was also confused.

According to this woman, Lawrence should be about the same age as her. This woman is now 29 years old, so Lawrence should be the same.

And the Louise she mentioned.

The Kingdom of Elam is more like the western society he knew in his previous life. Duplicate names abound, and sometimes even grandparents and grandchildren will choose the same name.

In the royal families of various countries, the first generation and the second generation emerge in endlessly.

But the name Louis is so special.

Because of that mysterious Mr. Tree, all the efforts and arrangements he made behind the scenes were to find clues related to Louis.

Are these two Louises the same person?

Which of the two, Lawrence and Ornilla, has a wrong memory?

If this woman is not crazy, and everything she said is true, and Lawrence is only twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, then who is his predecessor, the real Sigmund?

And who is his sister Teresa?

Not long ago, Sigmund felt that he could experience an ordinary life without the intervention of the extraordinary by Lawrence's side.

But in the blink of an eye.

But he found that the real life he always thought was the real extraordinary.

"You must have misremembered."

Lawrence didn't dwell too much on this issue, he looked at Onila calmly, "I'm not joking, my child, my life, I don't think I can make mistakes in these things."

"I've lived in Liam City for a long time, and I really don't know the Louis you mentioned. It's been too long, maybe your memory when you were young has gone wrong."

He tried to explain a few words.

But after hearing what Lawrence said, the expression on Onila's face was not at all relaxed. She frowned tightly, looking preoccupied.

"Nice to meet you in Liam City, is there anything I can help you with?"

Lawrence quickly changed the subject.

"No, it's nothing, I just happened to pass by here, and I remembered an old friend, so I came to have a look."

Onila made a vague statement.

My old friend from 10 years ago was still living in a remote town, and had moved several times in the middle. It was not easy to find this place by following the original clues.

Sigmund believed that this Onila must have found Lawrence for some special reason.

"It's late, excuse me, I'll visit you another day." Onila said hello, then boarded the carriage and left.

"Strange woman." Lawrence smiled and shook his head, "Sigmund, prepare to eat." He didn't care about the episode just now.

"This woman, shouldn't it be your lover?" Sigmund looked strange.

"What kind of amnesia show did you do when you were flirting outside? You pretended to be your brother for a while, and your younger brother for a while." He had a big brainstorm.

"What nonsense?!"

Lawrence kicked him angrily.

"You know her right, in the town she said 10 years ago."

"That's right." Lawrence nodded.

"I should have been 10 years old 10 years ago, why didn't I have any impression?"

"Who remembers childhood memories clearly?" Lawrence answered casually while busy in the kitchen, "About past memories, what can you think of?"

"Memories from the past..." Sigmund was thoughtful.

His mind is more about the bits and pieces of his previous life. After completely integrating into Sigmund's life, although he is very familiar with this world.

But if you can think of everything in detail, it is impossible.

Normal people who recall their past life every day.

After hearing Lawrence's words, Sigmund racked his brains, and soon discovered an extremely shocking fact.

His memory, or Sigmund's memory.

is blurred.

I can recall the general life of a certain period of time, but the specific people or things will become blurred, as if they have become unclear due to the passage of time.

If it was changed before, Sigmund would think that all this was caused by time travel.

But now...

"It's ready to eat."

The carefully roasted beef was served, and as soon as he walked out of the kitchen, Lawrence saw the door open, and in the dark night, Sigmund's figure gradually faded away.

"Eat by yourself, I have something else to do."

"This guy." After complaining casually, Lawrence sat down on his own.

"Louis?"

"Do I know this person?" He tapped his head irritably, and soon the aroma of beef and potatoes diverted all his attention.

In the carriage.

"Miss Tares, where are we going next?"

"Let's find a place to rest first." Onila rubbed her slightly aching head. After spending a lot of time and running around for many days, she finally found the Skind family.

It can be seen that the result after the meeting disappointed her greatly.

At this moment, the fast-moving carriage suddenly slowed down, and soon the driver's voice came from the front.

"Ma'am, you'd better take a look."

After half an hour.

Onila, who changed her clothes and took a rest, was accompanied by Sigmund to the coffee shop downstairs of the hotel.

"Miss Tares, can you tell me a little more about your life in the small town 10 years ago?"

"About Lawrence, about Louis, and... me?"

Sigmund has no memory of this time.

He once half-jokingly guessed the meaning of the letter L on the Nightmare carriage.

Lawrence?

Could it be Louis? !

The matter Mr. Shu investigated was related to Louis, and that matter involved the so-called descending of the gods. From this perspective, the matter related to Louis was definitely not simple.

"I don't remember you." Onila shook her head.

"Ten years have passed, which will indeed make a person's memory skewed, but what happened to Lawrence is too outrageous."

"He actually forgot his elder brother, and he has a 20-year-old son, and his appearance, he looks like a middle-aged man who is close to 40 years old."

Onila obviously still couldn't accept it.

"At the beginning, some accidents happened in my family, so I temporarily lived in my aunt's mansion. The life in the town was relaxed and comfortable. This was one of the few happy times in my life."

"My aunt is friendly, and there are not so many rules and regulations in the villages and towns. I don't have to learn those rigid etiquettes and wear corsets that strangle people."

"I cut off my hair and put on boys' overalls. During that time, I wandered the streets and met many good friends."

"Louis and Lawrence's house is near the street. Lawrence is a devout follower of the Goddess of Dawn. This was very rare back then, but how could there be a church in that kind of place?"

Onila smiled, "So he spent a lot of time carving a statue of a goddess on a rock by the sea, and prayed on time every morning and evening."

"As for Louis..." She narrowed her eyes, as if trying to find an appropriate adjective to describe the person in her memory.

"He's special, special...I can't say."

"In short, in the rest of my life, I've never met anyone like him."