In the next few days, I returned to my previous bedridden state, holding the book I couldn't understand and lying in bed all the time - reading. The person who came to deliver food became Satris, but he only came to deliver food and say hello. He would leave soon, but I didn’t expect him to really understand what I said at that time. , or in other words, even if he understands, I don’t expect him to be able to do it.
The words in the book are still so familiar, or in other words, they are becoming more and more familiar, so familiar that I can remember their appearance and then write them down one by one with my hands. However, the meaning they represent is still the same to me. Don't understand.
I closed the big book in my hand and simply closed my eyes, because it was useless to read it anymore, I still recognized it but didn't understand it.
Since the last game of light and darkness, vampires and angels, apart from reading, I have not found a second game, even if it is just to pass the never-ending time.
When I was bored, I suddenly thought of the servant who suddenly appeared. His name seemed to be Shu Le, but he was just a man with silver eyes. In terms of power and status, he was far less powerful than Satoris, but I felt his loyalty. Saying one is one, saying two is two.
But this time he left, it seemed that he didn't mean to leave for a while.
Extremely bored, I got up, put on my robe, put on my family badge, and took the book out of the cabin. There is still the same light everywhere outside the house, but here, the light seems too cheap. In comparison, maybe the light in the world is more cherished. If we really want to compare these two aspects, I still like the light and darkness in the world. Alternate, at least that way it makes people feel that time exists, rather than like the present.
After walking across the unchanging lawn, I chose to walk into the temple for the fourth time. I first put the books away and then went up to the back temple to take a look.
When I appeared in the back temple, all the angels present stopped what they were doing and bowed slightly to me. I don't know if it was because I had golden eyes or because I was the princess, but I just turned around and walked away expressionlessly. Enter the stairs on the side, which are the stairs you used to go to Falham.
"Your Highness... why are you here?" When Falham raised his head and saw me at the door, he was very surprised.
"I'm here to see a doctor." As I said that, I walked in and glanced at the sleeping angels beside the wall and Esther who was busy doing experiments on the side. "Is she your student?"
"Yes, a good student." Falham looked at Estelle and nodded with satisfaction, but when he turned around, he looked a little surprised, "But His Highness said he came to see a doctor? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Angel should It’s rare to get sick.”
"This..." I pointed to my head, and then to my heart. In fact, I didn't know where the soul was in the body. Finally, I gave a helpless smile, "Forget it, I don't know what's wrong, it's just me. There is no memory of anything from the past.”
"What? No memory?" Falham smiled when he saw me pointing here and there, but my last words completely knocked his smile away.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"How could..." Falham stared at me with some confusion, mainly at my eyes.
"If I knew, I wouldn't have to come to see a doctor." I helplessly found a seat and sat down, playing with a test tube filled with transparent liquid. When Falham saw it, he took it back nervously, "This is not for fun. of!"
"Then what is for playing with?" I was a little funny. It seems that now I can play with everything. Anyway, everything is foreign to me, or it can be said that it is nothing.
"This!" As he said, Falham threw me a small doll made of cloth, "You can play with it!"
"You...really treat me like a child?" I shook my head helplessly, looking down at the rag doll in my hand, and it was still a human child.
"To me, you are just a child!" He smiled kindly, lowered his head and continued busy with his work.
Seeing that he wasn't talking, I still didn't understand what I wanted to know, so I leaned back on the chair and asked, "Will sucking blood cause amnesia?"
"Blood-sucking?" He turned around suddenly, "What blood-sucking? Your Highness is not a vampire, how can you suck blood!"
"When I was in the human world, I drank Celia's blood to heal my injuries." I explained disapprovingly.
"Oh! That's it!" He sighed and continued his work, no longer looking at me.
"I'm asking you, will this cause me amnesia?" As a result, I had to repeat my question again.
"Probably not. You can suck her blood to heal your injuries. At least it means you are stronger than her, so her consciousness cannot defeat yours." He replied calmly.
"No matter how much blood I drink?" I took a step deeper, even though I didn't know how much I drank.
"No matter how much blood she absorbs!" He was very sure, "She is weaker than you. One drop of blood is weak, ten drops, a hundred drops, even if all her blood is added up, she is still weak."
"Yeah, that's a reasonable explanation." I nodded.
"Moreover, generally the part of blood that is drunk does not contain too much consciousness, so it is impossible for those consciousnesses to defeat your original powerful consciousness. To say the least, even if you drink enough of her blood, her If consciousness defeats your consciousness, then there will be her consciousness in your consciousness, do you have it?" He analyzed in another way.
"I..." I stared at him in surprise. At this moment, the explanation that Satres once said had become like a broken leaf in the wind, crumbling.
"No? No memory at all?" He put down the things in his hands in surprise and turned to me, "Your Highness has completely lost his memory?"
Being stared at like a monster by him, I turned away uncomfortably and fiddled with the doll in my hand, "No! At least I still remember my name!"
"This may be because..." Fareham said, suddenly paused, the golden light in his eyes flashed uncertainly.
"What did you think of?" I turned back curiously and stared into his eyes.
"Maybe you should go find Steve. I think only he can cure your disease!" Falham retracted his gaze, picked up the tools again, and continued his work.
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"Yeah, I think so too." So I left Falham's laboratory, and halfway up the stairs, I opened the virtual curtain, a very thick virtual curtain, because I wanted to leave heaven.
But when I reached the exit, I suddenly thought of someone, so I couldn't help but turn back and go straight to the noble's residence. (To be continued)