The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

When Sigmund drove the carriage back to the lower city, the sky was completely dark, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street.

Unexpectedly, the light in Lawrence's room was still on. After hesitating, Sigmund still knocked on his door.

Under the dim light, Lawrence was sitting in front of the table, fiddling with the instruments and bottles and jars in his hand, and he didn't look up when Sigmund entered the room.

After a long silence, Sigmon took the initiative to break the calm, "Remember Rila, Antoine sent her to a boarding school in another city."

"She's a good girl and will have a fresh start."

According to the normal procedure, after a period of study in boarding school, these girls will participate in a special adult dance.

Men and women of the right age will meet at the dance party. Those who are close to each other's family status and have the same personality and hobbies may come together and become a couple.

This is also a special blind date.

Rila is already a little older, and she has to think about her future life.

Lawrence put down the instrument in his hand, rubbed his eyes, sealed up all the spices, and turned to look at Sigmund, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just happened to meet Antoine and suddenly remembered about Rila." Sigmund pulled a chair casually.

"You're right, time will smooth everything out, do you still remember the first time you saw Rila?" He pretended to ask unintentionally.

"How can I pay so much attention to a chattering little girl?" Lawrence smiled.

"I need to run around for my life every day, and I also need to take care of you and Teresa."

Teresa.

At the mention of this name, Sigmund was taken aback for a moment. At this moment, he suddenly realized that it has been nearly two months since he traveled to this world, but he has never seen his nominal sister from the beginning to the end.

Thinking of the name Teresa, a vague face appeared in my mind, which was derived from the memory of the main body, accompanied by a touch of warmth.

But apart from these, my mind was blank.

This is so abnormal.

With a heartbeat, Sigmund glanced at Lawrence, "By the way, you just visited Teresa, how is she doing recently?"

"Very good, the people in the school are very kind, and the classmates and teachers also like him very much."

"Damn it, I actually forgot which school Theresa is in." Sigmund tapped his head, "Give me an address, I just happen to be free recently, I can go to school to visit her..."

"No need, their school is very strict, even if you go, you may not be able to see her." Lawrence refused.

"It's okay, I won't delay her for too long, just to meet up." Sigmund's tone was calm, but his eyes were much deeper.

"It's really unnecessary."

"I just need an address, Lawrence." Unconsciously, Sigmund's tone became a little tougher.

Hearing his words, Lawrence stopped what he was doing, "You know, Sigmund, you two have tough personalities and have always been at odds since childhood, and Teresa has always disliked you and your friends who study strange knowledge come and go."

"So..." Lawrence spread his hands, his eyes were sincere, but Sigmund always felt that the man in front of him seemed to be implying something.

"It's all right, Lawrence, she's my family. And I've changed a lot now, so I hope I can meet her."

"Give me her address." Sigmund stood up.

"Alright alright."

Lawrence laughed suddenly, "I'm just worried about the quarrel after you meet." He picked up a pen and wrote down an address on the white paper.

"Take it away."

Sigmund unfolded the note and glanced casually, then folded the note and put it in his pocket.

"Good night, Lawrence."

"Good night, Sigmund." Lawrence sat quietly at the table, he raised his hand casually, like an ordinary old father, but when he met his eyes, Sigmund's heart contracted inexplicably.

Back in the room, he carefully sorted out the whole day, Ornilla's sudden visit, and the secrets hidden in Lawrence.

Louis, who was also born in the Skind family, and Teresa, who has never met.

Only then did Sigmund realize how eccentric his family was.

"Leave early tomorrow morning to visit Teresa."

With this thought in mind, Sigmund fell asleep.

It was not until a long time later that the lights in Lawrence's room were completely extinguished, and in the middle of the night in June, an inexplicable sigh came from the room.

Nothing to say all night.

When he woke up, it seemed that the wind from last night had blown the window open, and the noise of the morning had poured into the room. His mind was a little heavy, and he yawned. Sigmund stood up and didn't wake up a little until after washing.

"Let's eat." Lawrence's voice came from downstairs.

"I found a temporary worker in a nearby factory, and I won't be back at noon in the past few days." Lawrence said casually, taking a bite of bread.

"No problem, I will go out soon." Sigmund took a big sip of milk.

"Go out? Work?" Lawrence then asked.

"I'm going out..." Sigmund opened his mouth, and he clearly had a clear plan in his mind, but for some reason he suddenly couldn't remember it.

"It's nothing." He said vaguely, lowered his head, "Walking around."

"Strange, I seem to have forgotten something important."

He subconsciously touched his pocket, but only found a section of folded white paper.

"You're not going to find the lady who showed up yesterday, are you?" Lawrence said suddenly.

"Onila?"

Yes, I really should go to her and ask again, thinking silently in my heart, but on the surface Sigmund shook his head.

"A woman of that age likes an uncle like you who is full of maturity." He joked with a smile, grabbed the bread on the dinner plate, stuffed a few mouthfuls indiscriminately and left.

On the dining table, only the white paper that Sigmund had just thrown away was left.

Lawrence didn't say anything. He ate the food on the plate, crumpled the white paper on the table, and threw it into the trash can.

"Strange, I always feel like I've overlooked something." On the carriage to the hotel, Sigmund patted his head suspiciously.

"Sure enough, yesterday's shock was too great? My brain was a little short for a while." With a self-deprecating smile, he raised his horsewhip to speed up.

hotel.

"What, Ms. Onila has left?" Sigmund was astonished when he got the answer from the hotel owner.

"Before dawn, they drove the carriage and set off."

"Do you know where they went?"

The boss shook his head, "It should be just going out temporarily, the room is still reserved, and I didn't bring too many things with me when I left."

Feeling at ease, after leaving the hotel and thinking about it, Sigmund drove the carriage to the investigation and consulting company.

Then he got the important information from the little fat man Harris from the reception lady.

Sigmund, they set off to the small town of Vincennes.

The small town of Vincennes, that is where Lawrence and the others lived 10 years ago.