What exactly can we do to extract our memories of Esther... What kind of harm will this cause to us?
Vera didn't know.
The three-sided man did not tell us the details, and he guessed many of them based on the other party's words.
They could only cooperate with him for the time being, because as he said, there were three people here.
They were all Esther's friends, and he didn't need all three of them alive.
Maybe I can write something about this...
Vera was almost racking her brains to find a solution.
If you think about it, Esther does spend almost half of her day in school.
Only a part of this half of the time can be seen clearly by Robo, that is, from the teacher's perspective.
As for what she does privately after class and how she gets along closely with her friends, Robbo can't see it, and this is the greatest value of the three of us.
From this perspective, Nette definitely cannot die early.
Because Grande and I can't enter the girls' dormitory, the view there is only provided by Nette.
I probably wouldn't be killed early, Rob knew that there was a special relationship between Esther and me.
Although it hasn’t… well… developed to that stage yet, the “perspective of a potential lover” should be very valuable, so they won’t do anything to me before that.
In comparison, Grande is the most dangerous.
He only provided the perspective of an ordinary friend. His function overlapped with mine and Nite's. In other words, it didn't matter whether Grande was there or not. They could really abandon him at any time without any scruples...
Then I can’t…
Can't let Grande do certain things...
Thinking of this, Vera deliberately staggered and fell heavily to the ground.
The ropes of the three of them were tied together, one connected to another like leading sheep. When he fell, he pulled down the other two, and Grande and Nette were also forced to fall to the ground.
"It hurts!"
Grande's scolding came from the side.
"Asshole Vera! What are you doing?"
I'm fucking saving you!
Vera glared back fiercely.
Just shut up!
Grande didn't react at first, until Nette kicked him hard on the leg, he closed his half-open mouth.
Row.
Although I still don’t quite understand it, I’ll just cooperate.
But the next second his eyes widened.
What did he see?
Vera… He actually used his body as a cover and lifted one leg to rub against the sharp tip of the ice?
That thing is sharp, isn't it?
I wonder if it’s what was left after an ice sculpture was blown apart... The edges are as sharp as knives - what does he want to do?
"Pfft!"
Just as Grande thought, the tip of the knife pierced through the cotton pants and penetrated deeply into Vera's calf.
Vera seemed to think that was not enough. He was almost afraid that someone would be able to cure him in a short period of time, so he gritted his teeth and pulled his pants hard!
There was another "swish" sound, and Grande saw blood gushing out from below.
He also panicked and started shouting desperately.
"He's bleeding!"
"Didn't you hear he was hurt? Come and help! Someone is dying!"
Stupid thing...
Vera looked at Nette with a pale face, and they both felt a little tired.
Grande still hasn't realized that they are deliberately delaying time.
But it was a blessing in disguise... It was precisely because he was stupid enough that his performance was realistic enough that the Three-Faced Man would definitely not be able to see any flaws.
"what happened?"
The man in front pulled the rope a few times and found that he couldn't pull it even with any strength. He turned around and heard Grande yelling, so he walked back with a frown.
"What tricks are you guys planning to play?"
"Who wants to play tricks on you?"
Grande was furious, he turned his back and pointed at Vera.
"Look at his legs for yourself!"
"It made a big cut!"
"You must stop the bleeding and treat him immediately! Do you understand?"
?
A big question mark appeared on the three-faced man’s forehead.
In a trance, he had the illusion that he was not the one who escorted these three people to be "sacrifices", but that he was doing so in accordance with their orders.
With a slap, the boy who kept foulmouthed was knocked to the ground. The three-faced man - the left part of Solo's face was distorted.
He had seen it clearly. It was indeed a wound. The boy named Vera accidentally touched the remaining ice.
so troublesome……
He couldn't help feeling irritated.
If the guy with the foul mouth had done the same thing, he would have definitely killed him and abandoned him.
But Vera can't do that. He and Esther are in that kind of relationship. Although he doesn't want to admit it, the perspective of a lover plays a crucial role in completing Esther.
So Vera cannot be killed.
He has to live well.
"Help him up!"
He started to scold.
"He's hurt!" Nette also shouted.
"Help him walk!"
"I allow you to walk slower... but you are not allowed to be lazy!"
"Damn it, Rob has such a bad eye for selecting people..."
I didn't get up, so I'll make up for it today.
If it is missing, make up for it!!!
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Chapter 48: Eternal Lake Light
Vera's injury did delay some time, and the Three-Faced Man allowed them to walk a little slower, but Vera was not sure whether this delay would be useful.
Goddess bless you, Count Xiyang is on his way here. If she was a little slower or if she was still sleeping in the town, the three of us would be dead.
This is what Vera thought - he could only pin his hopes on Count Xieyang having the real talent.
If she really is as capable as the legend describes...
It's all we can hope for.
"Hurry up!" The three-faced man kept urging them in front, "I'm not asking you to die now! Hurry up, I'll bandage him when we get there."
His voice was no longer a mixture of multiple voices, but had transformed into a strange male voice. Vera guessed that it belonged to Solo Lawrence, Esther's biological father. He was much stricter with them than Rob.
Of course, Robbo was also very hateful. After all, he was likely to want their lives! Even if Vera had a good impression of him before, he would never forgive such behavior.
But at least Robb wouldn't treat them like that.
Vera was very sure: Even if he was going to kill them in the next second, Robo would not say such a thing. He would definitely find a way to make them die without any pain.
Maybe he felt sad and conflicted too.
Maybe he didn't want to kill his own students.
No, no, no, why am I trying to excuse the murderer?
Vera felt like he was crazy. He was actually imagining the second possibility of their escape, which was that Robo suddenly changed his mind and the right half of his face began to compete with Solo's left face for control of the body, so that they could take the opportunity to escape.
But is it possible?
If the so-called "sacrifice" was just for Robo himself, Vera thought it was possible. But if it was for Esther, Robo would never give up halfway.
According to their previous description, the "sacrifice" target also includes the Three-Faced Man himself.
If that ending was death, he could even give up his own life, let alone the lives of three students?
So Vera quickly put this thought aside and just prayed that "the respected Count Hitzfeld" would arrive as soon as possible.
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that the two companions who were supporting him had to knock him over several times before he came back to his senses.
what happened?
Vera looked up, a hint of confusion in her numb eyes.
In fact, it was not his fault that he was distracted - his leg was badly injured, and the scratch had opened a 15-centimeter gash on his calf. Although the wound stopped bleeding quickly, it still hurt to walk like this, so he had to think of something else to divert his attention.
Then he saw the huge silhouette standing in front of him.
It should be a building, a building standing in the middle of the lake. It has a symmetrical front view and a pointed tower. To be honest, if it wasn't too ridiculous, Vera would think it was a gorgeous palace.
Its outline fits all the fantasies of the word "palace": spires and towers, tall and majestic...but the question is, how could there be a palace in the middle of the lake?
Is the legend true?
Is there really an ice and snow goddess?
Vera could not think of any other explanation except that the building in front of them was the "Ice Palace" left by the Ice and Snow Goddess. The three-faced man obviously knew about the existence of the Ice Palace, and he did not stop for a moment and dragged them in directly.
After entering the Ice Palace, the visual distance has been greatly improved.
This is because it is indeed a building made entirely of ice and snow. Everything in it is ice, and it is made up of various rhombuses or other facets. The aurora in the sky will experience many refractions on the ice surface when it shines on it, and they can project the smallest light into every corner of the palace like a mirror.
This allows for high visibility inside the palace.
Even though there was no light inside, they could see the entire structure.
The place they were walking on was an extremely spacious corridor. Vera guessed that it led to the main hall of the Ice Palace - this was also obvious, as there was no second floor here, and the dome was high in the sky.
"What is this place?"
Grande shouted to the three people.
The three-faced man looked back at him and said nothing.
"If you don't tell me! We won't dare to follow you in!"
The three-faced man remained indifferent.
Nette lost her patience and added, "If you don't explain it to us clearly, we can't guarantee that we will cooperate with you."
"After all, you only want our 'impression of Esther', right? What if we deliberately try to think of something else? Like something that doesn't exist... Can you control this situation?"
The three-faced man then stopped and turned around, narrowing his eyes and smiling evilly: "Do you think this is a threat?"
"If memories are so easy to fake... and it's so easy to deceive yourself, then why would I need you? I can create everything myself!"
He didn't wait for them to ask more questions. It seemed that the plan was about to succeed, and the three men were eager to pull them to the main hall.
There is nothing in the main hall.
