The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Rila's eyes widened. Different from what he remembered, the man in front of him had changed a lot. He was taller and younger. At first glance, he might be mistaken for a twenty-seven-eighth. year-old young man.

The overall outline has not changed much, but the temperament is very different, especially his eyes, just glanced at it, Rila quickly looked away, she felt that the secret in her heart seemed to have been completely seen by the other party.

"Laur...Lance, why are you here? Are you...living with Sigmund now?" Rila stammered.

"You know me and Lawrence?" The handsome man smiled, a trace of untraceable surprise flashing in his eyes, "It's impossible at your age?"

"What did you say?" Rila instinctively noticed something abnormal, took a half step back carefully, and then carefully looked at the man in front of him again.

Similar, but seems to be different.

"Sorry... this gentleman, I may have identified the wrong person." Rila instinctively chose to retreat. She calmed down at this time, and felt a special sense of strangeness from the man opposite.

After speaking, she quickly saluted, and then turned to leave.

"Wait." The man smiled slightly, but when he heard his words, Rila's hair stood on end, and the whole person was dominated by huge fear, because she found that she had lost the ability to move.

Obviously the brain can think, but the body is completely out of her control. At this moment, Rila realizes that this person is by no means the Lawrence she knew.

Who is he? Why does he look exactly like Lawrence? Could it be... what did he do to Lawrence?

"Interesting little girl." She heard the man say, "Would you mind going to the cafe in front with me, it's just in the morning, we can sit down and have a good chat."

"Of course, extremely honored." Rila's eyes were full of fear, but she gave a positive answer, as if it all came from her heart.

"Ma'am, do you want to get off here?" The coachman asked from the carriage not far behind. It was Rila who had delayed for too long and made the coachman anxious.

"Let's go." The man waved, and Rila heard a reply from behind, and then the carriage drove away, and at this time, she realized that she had regained control of her body.

"Who are you?"

"Lawrence, wasn't that what you called me just now?"

"You're not Lawrence, who are you?" Rila asked in a trembling voice.

"I'm more curious about you than this question. How could a girl like you know Lawrence?" Without seeing any action from him, Rila took the initiative to follow the man into a cafe in the middle of the street.

On the way, she noticed a very strange thing. Most people seemed to turn a blind eye to this man, even after entering the coffee shop. People seemed to ignore him consciously. It was strange that he was clearly sitting There, it seems to be outside of everything.

The coffee was fragrant, but Rila didn't want to taste it.

"Tell me about you and this Lawrence." There was something magical about this eccentric man, and what he said was irresistible, so Rila held the cup of coffee she didn't want to taste, quietly, and told her and The past between Lawrence and Sigmund.

Listening and listening, the expression on the man's face changed from funny to serious, and when Rila finished speaking, he nodded thoughtfully, "So that's the case, although there are many things you don't know, but to be honest, You really got to know two great people."

"Do you know who Lawrence is?"

Rila nodded.

"No, you don't know. Lawrence is the first bishop after the Oracle Church entered Elland. His prestige and strength can even be compared to a pope, and his status is the same as that of the Duke of Dressel. ."

"What?!" Rila's eyes widened. "He's just an ordinary perfumer, at best a little more handsome."

"And what about Sigmund?" the man continued.

"He is Lawrence's son. When we were in Liam City before, we thought he was dead, but now it seems that he should have become an extraordinary person, and his strength should be very strong." Rila is already a little uncertain. .

"Haha." The man laughed happily, then he suddenly raised his hand and asked a person sitting at the table next to him, "Do you know who Sigmund is?"

"Duke Sigmund? Of course!" The person who was asked the question waved his arms excitedly, "Is there anyone in Abetus who doesn't know the name of Duke Sigmund? He is a student of Duke Dressel, from There is a small town in southern Elland called Liam."

"To be honest, I have lived in Elland for so many years, and I haven't even noticed this small southern city. Just yesterday, Her Majesty the Queen was ready to officially canonize Sigmund as a duke. He is the guardian knight of Elland. The mysterious organization, the director of the investigation bureau, and more importantly...hehe."

"He's Queen Charlotte's lover!"

"This..." After listening to the other party's words, Rila looked confused, "Except for the same name and from the same city, this person and the Sigmund I know are not the same person at all."

"Is there something wrong?" The brain is exposed to too much information, which makes Rila lose the ability to judge for a while.

"That's why I said, your life is really interesting." The man stood up with a smile, "Then you must have some way to get in touch with your friend as soon as possible."

"You're looking for Sigmund, what are you going to do?" Rila looked terrified.

"He didn't have this qualification originally, but something happened recently that made me change my opinion of him. I think he should also know the truth of this world." The man replied.

"But I don't want my rash visit to cause some people's misunderstanding~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After all, in the eyes of some people, strength means a threat, but my luck is not bad..." He looked at Wei Wei Taking a look, "I think you should be willing to help me with this little favor?"

"I do!" Ten thousand resisted in my heart, but Rila still gave a positive answer.

"I met Sigmund when I left Dore. He left me with a contact information. I think, through this person, you should be able to find him... God!"

"My God, what did I say?!" Rila covered her mouth in horror.

"It's not your fault, let's go and visit that Mr. Thomas, hopefully he's a smart guy who won't react too much."

"There's one more thing." The man pushed the door open and took Rila to the street outside. "This lady, if you want, you can call me by my name Veramont."

"Compared to this name, the title of creator is too cold."