I got four guys to take the initiative

He felt like he had a long dream.

In the dream, he suddenly grew into an evil villain, doing something he couldn't understand... What frightened him the most was that this villain gradually changed into his appearance.

"Who are you? Don't come here!"

he shouted.But it was useless, the man walked over slowly and hugged him.

"I am you. I am you, your name is Wende..."

Bullshit, he has no name.

But he couldn't refuse him, like drowning in a warm and soft pool.He whispered in his ear, like the dark night gradually enveloped himself.

Splitting headache.

Standing on the bridge in a daze and watching the boy reflected on the water surface of the moat, Wende bit his finger, unable to believe that it was him.

"..."

It didn't matter to him that his skin had turned black, but the dried blood on his hands kept reminding him of the evil he had done in the mountain village half a day ago.He killed so many innocent little animals.Because he was too scared, he ran away.He came here by stepping on stones and vines barefoot all the way. He was already covered in paint, except for a coat that looked like a sackcloth.

"Where are you beggars, go away!"

Suddenly there was the neighing of a horse behind him, Wende turned his head in shock, and saw a gleaming golden carriage passing by him, and a man in a red cape sat on a tall horse.

Wende was terrified and hid aside, but he couldn't help following the carriage.

He knew such formations—he had seen them on the street now and then when his mother was alive.That's the Knights.Knights, they always wear red cloaks, ride beautiful horses, and walk majestically through the streets.They were tall, well-built men, and even their mother, who was always dismissive of everything, would look at them with admiration.

Knights serve the great king.In fact, Wende didn't quite understand what "King" meant, but that didn't stop him from admiring them.Because people will call them "heroes".

"Heroes", deeply branded in his heart, represent all glorious images.

As for one day he himself could become one of them—he couldn't even imagine it.

The dust raised by the horse's hoof made him unable to open his eyes, but he still stared at the red cloak hard, as if he could eat the style of the Knights and remember it...

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, one of the horses pulling the cart suddenly raised its forelegs and howled like it was frightened. Before Wende understood what happened, he saw a black shadow of the horse's head appearing above his head.

But compared to this, what made him unable to look away even more was the long golden hair that spread out in the air, and the hand that held him.

Plop, plop - at that moment, he thought of a lot of things inexplicably, and he clearly didn't remember seeing it, but it just came out like that.

It is the sunshine flowing on the sea, and the lingering moonlight in the evening wind.

He couldn't hold back his loose blonde hair, thinking that he would never forget the temperature, smell, and touch at this moment in his life.He was like a lamp that was lighted casually, tiny sparks crackled in his heart, and was blown tottering by the wind, but it burned more vigorously and hotter.

I'm so unlucky.

He clearly promised to investigate that matter, but he still couldn't think of a way.

I specifically inquired about the experience of those people who had run into ghosts in the library before, and found that I was the only one who went in to find books, and the others stayed in the library for some reason.

I may be a special case.I came to this conclusion.But as for why the other party wanted to do this, I can't deduce the exact reason at all-there are too many possibilities, maybe it's just that I don't like it, or it may be aimed at the Duke's Palace... The most terrifying possibility is to have a relationship with me. The secret of wearing books.

I tried a lot of methods, but none of them worked; such as empathy, I am a prisoner, what would I do; such as association, if this matter was left in the previous life, how would the police investigate...

In the end, I found that evidence is indispensable in order to find out the truth of a matter, and as an ordinary student of Alice Public School, I can't get involved in the details of this matter, even though the crown prince has a close relationship with me. Okay, but I can't break the stupid and sweet character design!

If it was left for the rest of my life, it would be fine to adjust this matter to monitoring—wait, adjust monitoring?

When I thought of this at the time, I couldn't help but slapped my thigh in class.

Although I received the cold stare from the teacher of the literature and history class, I still caught the flash of inspiration - "retrospective magic".

"There is no magic that can change history in the world" - but it is possible to briefly look back at what an item or a place has experienced!

To be honest, I had only heard of this kind of magic, but never seen it, so I went straight to the library after class to find information about this kind of magic.

The results are somewhat pessimistic.There are many restrictions on the things that can be traced back by this kind of magic. For example, if I use my notebook, I can’t see who turned the book, but can only reproduce the situation when it was turned; and it must be used by people who are proficient in magic control.

For this result, I was depressed for several days, but I decided to give it a try. At least I could know whether anyone has turned over my notebook and where I have looked.

Of course, it is impossible for me to cast spells in person—so, taking advantage of the weekend, I asked Jack to find me a professional agency to do it on behalf of me—it is still produced by Tess’ mother chain.

The students of Alice Public School can go out through the teleportation array on weekends, but they can only go out once a week, and they will be punished if they don't come back by the application time.

I don't really want the purpose of my going out to be known, so after going out, I changed my outfit.Just like when I was six years old disguised as Hedwig, I drank hair tonic.

But this time I didn't wear a skirt anymore, just changed into a robe.

"Come on, Jack."

I stood in the alley and patted the ashes that didn't exist on my body. After thinking about it, I took out a knitted hat from the storage bag and put it on. I looked at the mirror that Jack was holding.

Sure enough, the genes of the Duke's Mansion are extremely powerful.In the past few years, the appearance of Hedwig and I have been developing in the direction of disaster—forget about Hedwig, she is a vicious female partner with a name, but what is going on with me?Although I don't want to admit it, in terms of beauty, Hedwig is indeed slightly inferior to me.

Although the facial features are very similar, Hedwig's brows are a bit aggressive, but the longer I grow, the more kind I am, even if I don't make an expression, it looks like I'm smiling.

This even made me suspect that what I was wearing was not the idiot bag in the original book.

But good looks don't matter to me, I won't think about chasing girls until I'm sure I'm avoiding Be, and this face is useless.

Thinking of this, I lowered the brim of my hat, put my notebook in my arms, and followed the magic map that can navigate in real time to the shop where I made an appointment for the ceremony.

I was a little absent-minded along the way, because I was worried that someone might see my whereabouts, so I kept looking around.

In the end, I really ran into someone I knew - a carriage drove towards me on the bridge. Looking at the flag on the top of the carriage, it should be the carriage of Seventh Princess Flynn. Among all the members of the royal family, she is the only one who likes to use a real horse-drawn carriage. Say it's romantic or something.

Because of the crown prince, I have had contact with a few of his sisters.Seventh Princess is definitely the most troublesome one...

She always likes to look at me and the crown prince with ambiguous eyes.Makes me wonder what she seems to know.

So I made up my mind to recognize my face, even though I knew that Flynn would not raise the curtain of the carriage in the street.

As a result, this action made me see a young boy standing blankly by the side of the carriage, or maybe even younger, but his face was dirty and covered by his hair. Thin as a sheet of paper.

He will get hit.

I hesitated for a moment, but rushed over.Although an expensive scroll of body protection needs to be scrapped, human life is still the most important thing.

So I grabbed his hand and led him to fall under the bridge under Jack's astonished gaze.

I thought the kid would scream, but he didn't.

During the entire descent, he was very close to me face to face, and he stared blankly at me, holding my hair in his hands.

The author says:

[Biao Wende's love at first sight was also influenced by Li's personality.But their memories are not fully shared.Fulin is the Seventh Emperor Sister who sent the cheat book to the eldest brother earlier.Yes, the prince has enough sisters to play cards. [Seeking starfish!I'm going to be on the big list, I'm a little nervous