"...Who?" Vivian confirmed again and again, "Sa...li?"
"Uh..." Her suspicious eyes made me immediately realize that I had said something wrong, and I subconsciously rubbed my nose, "You heard wrong, I was talking about Wallace, he looks like a poet. "
It seemed that she still had an impression of Wallace, because at that moment, her narrow eyes flashed, but she still tilted her head and categorically denied, "I don't know him."
"Liar." I took a few steps to approach her, lowered my head slightly and stared at her, "I saw his name in the roster of your hotel, and you stole his things, valuable things!"
That sentence made her sneer, "Oh! Even so, why do I have to recognize him?"
"...I don't care if you recognize him or not, I just want to know, where is he?"
She pursed her lips and showed a mocking smile, "I don't know where he is."
"Liar." I leaned closer to her cheek, staring at her eyes that almost shrunk into wheat for a moment, "When Dallion asked you about his affairs, you attacked him. Now, I ask you You asked about him, and you repeatedly denied it guiltily. You must know where he is! Tell me! Where did you take him? What did you do to him? Did you hurt him? Did you kill him? Him? Oh! You’re a murderer!”
"Oh! Who do you think is the murderer?!" Vivian shouted angrily, "I have never killed anyone! If you slander me again, I will curse you for the rest of your life and no one will want you! I swear!"
"You are so vicious! You'd better not harm him. He works for the king..." That sentence made Hern look at me in surprise, and I immediately changed my words, "I mean, he is a citizen of Lordaeron. He Praising the king's achievements..." As I said that, I glanced at Hearn again, and I saw him covering the corners of his mouth with his hands and smiling secretly. This made me a little annoyed. I looked directly at Vivian again and said angrily, "If you kill him, you will be hung at the city gate!"
"Oh! I told you, I didn't!"
"Hmph!" I sat back on the wooden table directly opposite her, "Then answer another question, where did you take him?"
"...I don't even know where he went! I can swear too!"
"We asked the owner of the hotel, and that Wallace hasn't come back since the next day."
"Oh! He may have just left the manor. You said it yourself. He is a poet. He may go anywhere to sing about his achievements..."
"I didn't say he was a poet! Uh, okay, I mean... I guess you stole something from him the first night and he found out, so he went after you, and you, to him A poisonous move!"
"I said, I have never killed anyone! Why do you always think that I have killed someone?!"
"Because... Wallace will never disappear for no reason! He will definitely be waiting for us here, and now, he is gone!"
"Yannis!" Vivian looked at the Sheriff by the wall angrily, "What should I say to make this smart-looking young lady understand that I can't possibly kill someone?!"
Hearne's expression on the other end darkened. He must have realized something. He lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the green jade heart ring on his ring finger.
After pondering for a moment, he took off the ring and gently placed it on the corner of the wooden table.
That action made Vivian subconsciously quiet down, "...Yannis?"
"I believe you won't kill anyone, girl," he said softly, his eyes falling on her face neither lightly nor seriously, "Then, who killed that Wallace?"
"How could I know?! Why do you think..."
"Then, let's change the question." The Sheriff straightened his back and walked over slowly.
He is still smiling as before, but I don't know why. I always feel that he is a bit scary at this moment. Maybe... it's because there is no smile in his eyes? He bent slightly and stared at the waitress, "Where was the last place you saw him?"
This time, I finally saw panic on Vivian's face. She avoided his gaze and said, "I don't know."
"Is it by Yinbo Lake?"
That spot made her open her mouth, and the corners of her mouth twitched several times before she said, "No, it's not!"
"That pool of blood..."
"No! No!"
I felt like she was frightened, her pupils began to dilate and shrink rapidly, and her shoulders began to shake.
It seems that even if she didn't harm Sally, she must know something.
At least, she must know what happened by that Yinbo Lake.
So, what happened next to Yinbo Lake?
That thought made me couldn't help but glance at Hearn, while the Sheriff frowned thoughtfully.
He knows something too, right? !
After thinking for a moment, Hearn straightened his back and said, "Well, let's put aside the matter of Mr. Wallace first, and let's talk about your brother, Louis."
"...Louis?" The waitress took a breath and her narrow eyes suddenly widened, "You...what did you do to him?!"
"Of course I wouldn't do anything to him, but he was...taken away by something."
Those words made me look at the Sheriff in surprise, almost as surprised as Vivian.
Louis was clearly thrown to a doctor with a dirty beard and a drunken mouth who didn't even know his name, and the boy's knee was pierced by the arrow of the sheriff in front of me.
But Hearn said seriously, "He was taken away, leaving only blood on the ground."
"...What?!" Vivian straightened the iron rope suddenly and stared at Hearn's face, "Oh my god...you have to save him! No! No! You are lying to me! You are still standing here! "
"At that time, this little flame and I were salvaging things in Yinbo Lake. Otherwise, we wouldn't have had to change into other clothes." As he said, he pointed to my collar, "This is made of dredged leather. Sewing is only available in Kul Tiras."
I subconsciously tightened my grip on the loose collar, and my fingertips touched the embroidery on it, which was particularly smooth.
"No...no! Yannis!" Vivian shook her head with despair. Suddenly, she straightened the iron rope fiercely again, "You must save him! Please!"
"I didn't even see what took him."
"Yes..." Vivian suddenly paused. She opened her mouth wide, but she couldn't say anything. She could only make a few "ho ho" sounds.
"What?!" Hearn grabbed her shoulders and asked sharply.
"He is..." Vivian seemed to be choked again. She stared, stretched her neck, and tears couldn't stop falling. However, no matter how hard she tried, the veins on her forehead bulged out. , she couldn't tell what it was. This made her almost collapse and cry loudly, "...I can't tell, I can't tell...Oh, God...The Holy Light must be punishing me..."
At this moment, the only thing I can think about is magic.
After calming down, I looked at the waitress's belly.
There, her magic core was emitting a faint blue light, but there was a circle of yellow-green magic hair like an iron rope wrapped around it.
oh! Those things were so dazzling that my eyes felt sore and itchy after just looking at them.
"No, no, no, you will go blind like this, Little Flame." Unexpectedly, Hearn's hand was in front of my eyes.
"Oh..." I rubbed hard and the pain was not limited to my eyes. In an instant, my hands were covered with hot and wet liquid, "Hearn, she is bound by some kind of magic..."
"magic?"
"We have to get Dallion over. He knows the magic of stealing memories. He can read everything in her memory."
"Perhaps, we don't need to wait for him to come over to know everything." Before my eyes, which was not clear, I heard Hearn say.
I felt him take the rusty iron pliers from my hand, and the next second, Vivian's scream almost tore my eardrums, "Ah---!!"
oh!
I was startled, and my lower back hit the table. The liquid in my eyes completely burst. In front of my hazy eyes, I finally saw clearly that the iron pincers in Hearn's hands were dripping with blood! The black and red liquid flows like a stream.
And the other place that was bleeding was the index finger of Vivian's right hand!
Oh my god, she's missing a finger!
The severe pain made her moan non-stop, and the iron ropes she was holding on made a clanging sound!
The smell of blood quickly defeated the stench and filled the cold air.
"What are you doing?!" I exclaimed.
Not long ago, didn't this guy ask me to do him a favor so that the Vivian siblings could escape from here safely? ! Why did he suddenly become so cruel to her? !
"A little pain can help people break free from the shackles of magic, can't it?" Hearne replied with a smile, wiping the blood on his face, "Besides, she also needs to be punished, so that she can remember a little longer. "
"Go away!" Vivian yelled angrily, "You damn Kul Tiran pirate! Your mother must have raped a white shark to give birth to a beast like you! You are a damn pervert. =State! Incompetent jester!"
oh! I have to say her mouth is too venomous! Hearn's eyes were filled with coldness, and he saw his fingers push gently to open the pliers. Suddenly, the bloody finger inside fell out, "Well, Vivian, are you ready to speak out?" "?" Before he finished speaking, his pliers had already clamped her middle finger.
"No!" Vivian screamed with a twisted face, "He is...ho...ho...he..."
"It seems you are not ready." He said softly.
"No! He is... oh..." Unable to speak, Vivian spit out a series of swear words angrily, and her angry saliva almost sprayed onto Hearn's face.
If the weak wooden door hadn't been pushed open from the outside, I think I would have been able to observe torture at close range.
*
"Messiah!" That familiar cry made my eyes well up.
"Dallion!"
"Oh my god..." The boy in a thick cloak whispered at the door. The next second, he rushed over like a gust of black wind, pulling me behind him.
I guess he must have also clearly seen Vivian’s bloody fingers and the murder weapon in Hearn’s hand. Because, at that moment, I heard him take a slight breath.
"Uh...it's just a small punishment for a thief." Hearn spread his hands towards him innocently.
"Get away from me! Bastard!" Vivian howled there. The pain and panic made her keep struggling, filling the whole room with the harsh sound of metal collision. "Help me, little master!" Dallion became her lifeline and she yelled at him like a madman, "Help! Please! Don't let him cut off my fingers! I will repay you! I can do anything for you!" Don’t let him torture me! Young Master! Please!”
With a wave of his hand, a golden light fell on Vivian's right hand. After doing that, Dallion turned back, his eyes almost reaching my body.
"Hey! Hey! I'm fine, Dallion!" I wanted to retreat, but the wooden table behind me gave me nowhere to retreat.
Disgusting feeling!
This time, he didn't do anything to drive me crazy. He just raised his hand and touched the hair on my shoulder. I could feel the muffled sound he made when he gently broke the ice in it. "Why is your hair wet?" As he said this, his eyes looked at him. It fell on my cotton-padded clothes. At that moment, his heavy eyebrows completely knitted together. He held my arm forcefully, "What's going on? Messiah?"
"I swear, I'm fine. I just fell into the lake. Hern saved me..." I pushed him away hard and pushed him all the way to Vivian. "Compared to these, you have to Deal with this person first!”
"What?"
"She knows Sari's whereabouts, but she can't tell her!"
*
"Supreme Holy Light..." As Dallion's low incantation sounded, golden light shot out from his eyes. He glanced at Vivian up and down, his brows tightening more and more, "This is a forced mental magic. I can try to dispel it."
Before he finished speaking, a fierce golden light lit up on his fingertips, "Madam, please don't move." He raised his right hand, and with Vivian's frightened face, he pointed his index finger between her eyebrows.
Whoosh--
They straightened their backs instantly.
"...Supreme Holy Light, please listen to my prayer, give me divine power, and tear away the fog in front of her eyes..." Darien chanted silently.
Visible to the naked eye, the thin golden threads penetrated into Vivian's skin, and vaguely, I could still see the golden energy swimming under her skin, drawing a complicated rune.
The runes buzzed softly, all the way down, and they should be converging in the direction of the magic core. However, suddenly, it flashed violently, and the next second, it was annihilated into nothingness. At that moment, I even heard an extremely uncomfortable sound.
Almost at the same time, Dallion took a step back, and a choking black smoke came out from his fingertips. "Ouch!" He immediately held his hand, his tall body bent like a prawn.
"Dallion!" I immediately held his shoulders and pushed his fingers away. I saw that his index finger seemed to have been burned, revealing bright red flesh. "Oh my god... is it a cannibal?!"
"Hiss - it's magic backlash... Don't worry, Messiah... Oh..." He muttered something silently quickly, and suddenly, the golden holy light covered his wounds like a shield, but even if the warm The energy kept repairing his wounds, but the light yellow liquid couldn't stop coming out. Soon, his fingers were covered with large and small blisters, "...Oh..."
"You have to bandage it quickly." Hearne said with a sore face.
I immediately took out the bandage from my personal bag and said, "Don't move!" I gestured and carefully put the bandage on Dallion's finger.
"Oh!" If I hadn't grabbed his cuffs hard, he would have retracted his fingers.
"Does it hurt you?"
"No..." His arms were shaking slightly, and the next second, his forehead dropped to my shoulder, heavy, "Okay... I mean... it actually hurts."
"You have to bear with it, huh?"
He let out a muffled hum, and the breath he blew out was moist and hot.
"Are you crying? Little boy?"
He hummed again, trembling slightly.
Unconsciously, I moved more lightly.
Unexpectedly, the communication gem on my chest vibrated slightly, and his secret message came to my ears, "Messiah, we have reconciled as before, right?"
Without looking, I can imagine the expectant expression on his face. After a pause, I continued to bandage his fingers, "I have not forgiven you, Dallion. Now, in my heart, you are a libertine who deserves to be spurned."
"Oh! I am not a libertine! Messiah! I am a serious man! Every word I say is serious! I must treat you as mine..."
"That's enough! You're a libertine!"
"...Well, I'm a libertine." Almost at the same time, I felt his hand around my waist.
oh! I straightened my back and subconsciously looked up at Hearn in front of me. Fortunately, he was looking at me and didn't notice Dalyan's sinful hand hidden under his cloak.
The hot touch on my waist made my face become hot, and I quickly and viciously tied a knot on the bandage on my hand.
As expected, the boy in front of me took a deep breath. His whole body was almost as tight as iron to endure it, so as not to cry out in shame.
I took a few steps back, knocked his arm away, and raised my chin towards him, "You're welcome."
"Oh...Messiah..." He subconsciously turned his hand away and looked at me with an annoyed, angry and helpless look.
"Uh... what should I do with this magic?" Unexpectedly, Hearn's voice rang out, "Maybe I should continue with my method?"
Before he finished speaking, Vivian screamed, "No!" She looked at Dallion pleadingly, "You can do it, right?! You said you are a Holy Light Priest! Oh ! I am willing to be your maid from now on! Be your deadpool! Please! Don’t let this disgusting devil touch me!"
Those words made Dallion glance at me quickly, "I don't need you to be my maid," he told her seriously, "But you have my guarantee. Before you tell the truth, this Mr. Hearn I won't touch you again." As he said that, he stared at Hearn with a warning in his eyes.
The Sheriff snorted, "So, what do you want to do? Holy Light Pastor?" He put the shocking iron pliers in his hand on the wooden table and looked at Dallion leisurely, "Use yours again. Bad magic?"
"Dallion is good at magic!" I retorted.
"Oh~" Hearn smiled at me, "You're right, little flame."
I couldn't help but glare at him.
It could be seen that Dallion was also a little annoyed, but his excellent cultivation allowed him to hold back.
"...This magic is very complicated," he said after pondering for a moment, "I may not be able to do it alone."
Hearn gave me a shrug that meant, "Look."
"Can't you be more direct?" I asked the boy with my waist in my hands. The clear contempt on Hearn's face made me feel strangely anxious. "You can't directly enter her brain and order her to keep recalling. , and then steal her memory?"
"Messiah, this is...a little complicated."
"This will only have some sequelae." As I said that, I maliciously showed him an expression of realization.
He looked at me, his eyebrows twitching, and suddenly he raised his feet and walked towards me.
I wasn't afraid of him, so I raised my head slightly and stared into his blue eyes.
But soon, I lost the battle and subconsciously moved along the wall until I moved to the corner.
He was still advancing on me.
The dim oil lamp was shining behind him. From my direction, he looked like a huge black bear. At this moment, this black bear was bending down towards me, and the light-colored hair hanging from his forehead spilled onto my cheeks.
oh!
I raised my voice and shouted nervously, "What do you want to do?!"
"Messiah," his pupils were right in front of my eyes, suddenly filled with a dazzling smile, "this magic made it impossible for her to tell who that person was, let alone think about who that person was. In other words, in reality, Yes, this part of her memory was erased, so..."
I pressed against the wall desperately, trying to stay away from him, "So?"
"So, I can't steal, do you understand?" As he said that, he stretched out his hand and gently touched my cheek with his fingertips. The moment I almost attacked him, he brushed my ear again. He opened the wooden door to the side and said, "We have to find Lazarus. I need his help to destroy this magic in one fell swoop." He passed me and walked out first, then turned around at the door and glanced with his glowing eyes. Scanning the entire room behind me, he straightened his thick back and said, "Follow me, Messiah, you need to change into a clean set of clothes."
