The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Teresa stood quietly under the steps, with black bangs and neat hair, a plain white dress, and a pair of common women's flat-heeled leather 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, Sigmund faced the reality calmly.

Facing this girl, he couldn't make any disguise.

It's just that this meeting was too sudden. Before going ashore, he had prepared the corresponding psychological construction, but in the end he got the news of their disappearance from Harris, but just when he let go of all psychological defenses, Trey Sarah suddenly appeared.

It has been a while since I came to this world, and as my sister in name, this is actually the first official meeting between the two.

There were no greetings, no questions about why you didn't die, why you disguised your identity, and other boring topics. Teresa just looked at Sigmund quietly. After a long while, she answered seriously:

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

Kaka.

The leather shoes made a soft sound on the steps, and Teresa walked up to Sigmund step by step, and didn't stop until she was only a fist away from his body.

Then she raised her head and looked at Sigmund seriously.

"It's strange, you should forget mine, but it doesn't matter, it won't be long before you forget what we're talking about now."

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

"Yes." The distance between the two made Sigmund very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back, "I have something for you." After speaking, he walked to the carriage parked by the square, He got into the carriage and took out the black box containing the head of the superior.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Teresa opened the box casually, and Sigmund noticed that the expression on her face had changed, her brows were tightly knit together, the doubts in her eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and slowly there was a trace of pain look.

Snapped.

The box was resealed, "strange thing." She gathered her hands together, 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 that this thing is very useful to me, thank you." Teresa said sincerely.

"According to the instructions in the etiquette class, I have accepted your gift, so I need to give you 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, she couldn't help showing a smile on her face, "This is relatively simple, except that Abetus has a few guys who are not easy to deal with, this country Anyone, I can help you out."

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

That 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, which she doesn't seem to feel at all.

Except for a few people in Abetus... Sigmon was secretly startled, he could tell the identities of these people, Duke Dressel, Mr. Appleyard, and the teacher in Abetus Zong.

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

But in Teresa's description, these three senior seventh ranks 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?"

Teresa's question made Sigmund unable to answer. He smiled and wanted to change the subject, but Teresa continued: "I don't know who I am, and naturally I am not Lawrence's child."

"Thank you for your gift. I accept it. Think about it carefully. If you can still remember me next time we meet, I will still meet your request." Turning around, Teresa planned to leave here.

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

"He traveled alone to the Western Continent. Maybe he will come back next month, maybe never."

"What about you, where are you going?" Sigmund had too much curiosity 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-joked.

"I didn't do anything." Teresa stopped and turned slightly sideways, revealing half of her delicate face.

"It's not my intention. It's just that it will be automatically forgotten by others. The time may be long or short. You and Lawrence are the people I have spent the longest time with for so many years."

In the flat tone, Sigmund felt the utter loneliness. 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.

With no time to cherish this complicated mood, Sigmund jumped into the carriage immediately, sorted out the memories related to Teresa in his mind and wrote them down on paper.

He even actively activated the arm of Amidala in the carriage, letting the scarlet mist wrap him around.

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

Everyone who knew her would automatically forget her. For a long time or a short time, who had Teresa met before meeting herself and Lawrence?

Teresa is extremely powerful, but Sigmund can't find any news about her, and now there are reasons for explaining all of this.

"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 solved some doubts in Sigmund's mind, but at the same time more doubts arose from it.

Leaving the square, he returned to the Ares, set sail, and Sigmund headed north along the western coastline of the Kingdom of Elam. During the journey, he also saw various actions of the navy on 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, then changed to a steam train, and returned to Ah, where he had been away for more than a month. Betus.

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

Sigmund first ran to Newcomen's residence to report his safety, and then rushed to the Duke's mansion without stopping.

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

I haven't seen the Duke and Charlotte for more than a month, but as soon as I entered the room, and before Sigmund sat down, Charlotte couldn't wait to start asking.

"Are you going to be the Pirate King?" Charlotte's tone was full of doubts.

"No." Sigmund emphasized with a smile.

"I am now."