Mystery: The Star Key

(Front row reminder: As you expected, this chapter is not responsible for emotional dramas and being killed by thunder)

Hearing Igna's call, the black-haired girl in his arms was also stunned.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Igna. The girl whose ears were a little red before saw Igna, her expression changed instantly.

"call out--"

Before Igna could react, he felt something hit his face rapidly.

It was an attack, no doubt, and it was quick and hateful.

Igna's intuition was warning wildly, and he could have a hunch that if Melissa really hit him in the face this time, he might not be able to go out to meet people for ten days and a half months.

Therefore, he hurriedly reacted quickly, which was a move that even he himself felt incredible.

His left hand tilted an arc, but the position of the hand didn't move, and it didn't touch where it shouldn't. And his upper body was folded back like it was broken, and he avoided Melissa's blow.

Melissa's blow swiped in the air, but the reaction force associated with the attack also caused Igna's hand to be pulled so painfully that it was almost impossible to support it.

But Igna still controlled his upper body well and didn't let his hand move when it shouldn't. Moreover, according to the plan, Igna threw Melissa gently before Melissa had time to make the next attack.

He himself, after completing this action. Backhand pressed to the floor behind.

When his hand touched the floor, he immediately used "Open the door."

"boom--"

Under Melissa's somewhat shocked gaze, Ignat immediately free-falled to Mrs. Hudson's living room directly below the first floor. Ignatius was able to bear it, but he slammed into Mrs. Hudson's coffee table.

"His." Igna sucked in a low voice, feeling a momentary blank in his brain.

Why is Melissa here?

Igna had no clue at all.

Why would she attack herself without saying a word?

The first question is clueless, but the second is quite answerable.

Igna quickly remembered that it was because his mask had been accidentally "taken off" by Instructor Hugh Dilza. His current appearance was not the Sheerin Hill that Melissa knew. But some strange stranger.

Therefore, Melissa will attack and show no mercy.

Probably being treated as a pervert. Igna thought helplessly.

He rolled over and stood up from Mrs. Hudson's coffee table, patted his clothes, exhaled lightly, and touched the crystal ball in his pocket.

The cold touch of the crystal ball made him calm down quickly.

Although the crisis of being beaten by Melissa has been temporarily lifted, he still has to face a very important problem.

For the time being, why did Melissa appear here.

As an appraiser, it's not surprising that she owns several magical items, especially as Klein Moretti's younger sister, she has several sealed items of the apprentice pathway.

The purpose of her coming here is not revealed for the time being. Whatever it was, her purpose was definitely to see "Shelling Hill".

Therefore, the most important question now is - does Igna want to see her?

Igna didn't think that Melissa could find herself.

His original plan was to leave the lives of Jennings, Melissa and Joshua without a trace.

This is why Ignat chose to "open the door" and come downstairs after seeing Melissa.

However, there was not much time left for him to think.

Igna squeezed the crystal ball in his trouser pocket, and did not use the method of divination to determine the answer to this question. Instead, it follows the results of previous thinking.

He squeezed his hat and walked towards the wall near the alley in Mrs. Hudson's living room.

However, before Igna's hand touched the wall, his inspiration was touched again.

His eyes stared away, and the girl was already standing in front of him.

She looked up at Igna and asked solemnly, "You're Sheerin Hill, aren't you?"

Igna was silent.

He didn't want to lie to Melissa, but choosing silence when faced with questions was also an answer.

I saw Melissa's chest heaving slightly, as if taking a deep breath, and asked, "So, now, can I know your real name?"

Ignatius was silent at first.

He didn't know whether the name Abraham would bring unnecessary other disasters to Melissa, or make Melissa have other unnecessary thoughts.

However, when he saw Melissa's eyes, Igna still chose to answer.

"Igna Abraham," Igna replied, his voice a little lower than he expected.

When she heard "Abraham", Melissa's pupils shrank for a moment.

Obviously, Melissa, who has a solid knowledge of the occult, knows very well what Abraham represents.

Melissa was silent for a while, and when she spoke again, her voice was a little hoarse: "I heard that you have all transferred to the Fool, is this true?"

"Yeah." Ignatius replied.

"So you came to Backlund this time, do you mean Mr. Fool?" Melissa asked softly.

Igna was stunned. He didn't understand why Melissa's voice suddenly changed. He didn't even know why he noticed this slight change.

Melissa's question is a bit complicated. In general, his coming to Backlund has nothing to do with Mister Fool. However, recent events have nothing to do with Mr. Fool. Igna didn't know how to answer.

Looking at Melissa, Igna subconsciously followed his heart.

"No." He replied, "I came to Backlund for my own needs,"

"What is it?" Melissa blurted out.

This time, Igna returned to silence. No answer was given.

Melissa coughed lightly, lowered her head, and said, "When I didn't ask."

"Thank you." Igna said, "Sorry."

After this conversation, the two fell into silence for a long time.

Igna wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know what to say.

Because, he knew very well that for him and Melissa at this moment, the best choice was to say nothing.

However, Igna had no way to turn around and leave regardless. There is no way for him to choose to turn his back under such circumstances.

After a long while, it was Melissa who broke the silence first.

"So, what happened after that day?" Melissa asked softly after a pause, "Are you okay?"

Igna was a little stunned, and didn't expect Melissa to ask such a question.

"I'm fine." Igna smiled. "How are you? How's the exchange in Lenburg?"

"Very bad." Melissa answered decisively.

Igna was stunned again.

Melissa clenched her fists and lowered her head slightly, Liu Hai blocked her face, but her voice was as calm as usual.

"Have you ever thought about how worried I am about you?"

"Do you think you're protecting us by sending me away?"

"Don't say it's for my own good. Have you asked my opinion or considered my feelings?"

Melissa's mood fluctuated a little, but aside from the occasional sniffling, her tone was calm as if she was giving an academic report.

"Is there anything that can't be negotiated?"

"What's more, the person who brought you into this incident was me. Haven't you thought about it, if something happened to you, but as your friend, the person who experienced this incident with you, I didn't make it at the last moment. How sad would it be for me to stand with you?"

"Besides, you know my secret. Why can't you discuss it with me, why can't we face it together?"

"Send me away without asking my opinion." Melissa was trembling with anger, she raised her eyes to look at Igna, her eyes were red, and the tears in her eyes were finally due to her actions And flow down.

"Do you know how sad I am!!" Melissa squinted and shouted.

Igna was stunned again.

Seeing the girl's twitching shoulders made his heart seem to be missing a corner, and he kept twitching, which made him feel distressed. He subconsciously wanted to reach out and hug the girl in his arms.

But he couldn't reach out. He can't.

Although he replaced the existence of Igna Abraham, he still does not belong to this world, and he will go home. In this world, he should not be concerned, because in the end nothing will come of it. Nor should he let anyone care about him, because that would be irresponsible for their harm. Moreover, it is very likely to cause unnecessary harm to them.

"Sorry," said Igna, taking a step back.

"Melissa, I don't know how you found me," Ignatius said, "but, sorry."

"This incident is just an opening." Igna said in a hoarse voice.

"In the next time, there will only be more things happening around me. I can't implicate other people."

Melissa's lips pursed tightly.

"After I finish that, I will leave Backlund. I have a mission that I must complete."

"So, Melissa..." Igna took a deep breath and opened his mouth, "I'm sorry..." You better forget me.

However, Igna was interrupted by Melissa before she could say anything.

"So, you are the same as him... are you?" Melissa said.

"Who?" Igna was stunned.

"I see." Melissa didn't answer Igna's question, but silently wiped her eyes randomly with the back of her hand.

Ignatius was also blocked.

Melissa understands, understand what? Who is he? Has anyone done something similar in Melissa's life?

"Your mission was given by Mr. Fool, right?" Melissa took a deep breath and asked in the calmest voice possible.

Igna was stunned, then nodded.

It was his wish to become a Sequence 2 as soon as possible, and it was also his agreement with Senior Xiao Zhou.

"Yes," he replied.

"Then, I see." Melissa sniffed.

She raised her right hand solemnly and clenched her four fingers into a fist, only the slender tail finger stuck out.

Seeing Igna's unexpected expression, Melissa explained.

"This is what Klein said, making the agreed gesture."

"Shellin . . . no, Ignatius. Let's make a deal. A simple deal."

She took two steps forward and put her right hand in front of Ignatius.

Melissa took a deep breath and said, "After this agreement, I will leave as you wish and accept your protection~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I will not disturb you to complete your task."

"My request is to write a letter every month. Tell me about your current situation."

"This is a very simple agreement, can you do it?" Melissa's mouth twitched slightly.

Igna was stunned.

He suddenly felt something stuck in his throat and choked a little.

He looked at Melissa.

He saw Melissa's dark brown eyes again.

This may be the last time we meet, and he can no longer look away.

In the end, he stretched out his hand and hooked his tail finger and Melissa's.

"Okay." Ignatius took Melissa's little finger and shook it gently.

"It's a word."