Silla was lying on the hospital bed.

It's been several days, and he still hasn't recovered.

Why?

All this happening makes people feel very strange.

Who touched him? Why did he cut off his right arm? Why did he want to destroy his future as a knight? And why should he forget what happened?

Under normal circumstances, a person who loses his memory will think that he suddenly appears in one scene in another scene, as if the period in between never existed.

But his feeling was different. Between the two clear memories was a vague and abstract blank. The royal wizard said that this was not because the other party was incapable, but because he had deliberately done so.

The other party wants him to know what happened and at the same time ensures that he cannot find him. Is it because he is afraid?

Maybe I just don't like trouble.

Silla subconsciously felt that the person who attacked him was in danger.

Silla suddenly looked at where the door was open.

He had a strange feeling that someone was going to...

Dong Dong.

Someone knocked on the door.

who is it?

His mother has been with him these past few days and has refused all requests for condolences. At the same time, there should be two guards outside the door.

So if someone really comes, he should open the door directly.

He looked around.

Mrs. Ebron left half an hour ago for business.

Siro said:

"come in."

The door opens from the outside.

The person standing outside the door was beyond his expectation.

A man wearing a black coat and a soft felt hat of the same color.

There was also a cute gray puppy standing at his feet.

The man lowered his head, picked up the puppy, and walked into the room.

Silla didn't know him.

Not only was it a human, he couldn't even recognize the type of puppy.

"Woof woof."

The puppy stuck out its tongue and barked twice.

The man lowered the brim of his hat:

"Mr. Ciro Eberron?"

Silla asked:

"Who are you?"

The man introduced himself to:

"I am Ansas Hwendrenger. You may have heard of my profession. I am a demon hunter. Your father invited me here."

Siro said:

"I know you, but aren't all witchers almost unemployed now?"

Ansas said:

"Most of them, but you also know that people have to eat, so I provide services to some nobles. For example, the guy you met this time is actually an old rival of mine. I just happened to be investigating him normally.

, so the Duke came to find me."

Silla looked at the puppy in his arms:

"What a cute puppy, what breed is it?"

Ansas Hevin said:

"She can actually be considered a hybrid wolf. You can call her name - Fenrir."

Siro stretched out his hand towards Fenrir's head:

"brat……"

"Wow!" Fenrir grinned at Siro's hand, obviously not wanting him to touch it.

The witcher said:

"She doesn't like strangers. Mr. Ciro, let's get back to the topic. I want to ask you a few questions, is that okay?"

Siro said:

"sure."

Ansas asked:

"Do you remember what the other person looks like?"

Didn't anyone tell him that he didn't remember anything?

Silla did not ask this question, but shook her head:

"No, my memory is fuzzy, but I can roughly remember that he was an adult male, but I can't recall the specific height or weight."

Hewen nodded and turned to look at the puppy:

"What do you think."

She barked twice.

Ansas Hevin nodded and looked up at Siro:

"I need to perform a small ritual to help me track down the prisoner who hurt you."

Silla asked:

"what do I need to do?"

Ansas said:

"It's nothing, just let me hold your forehead down."

Silla blinked.

He felt this was right.

Ansas nodded, then stretched out his hand on Siro's forehead.

Darkness flooded the world before his eyes.

Heven took off his eyes!

He stretched out his hand in fear and put it on his face, but he froze the next moment.

Nothing is missing.

There was also the sound of canine chewing in my ears.

Hewen said gently:

"You can open your eyes now."

Silla opened her eyes again,

Fenrir seemed to be biting something, and Ansas looked at him calmly.

And he remembered everything.

Lamont wants to break through the worst of circumstances by destroying all his potential and hope and then seeing if he can create an uncertain destiny.

Silla opened his mouth and said:

"My old teacher, Lamont, that's him, that's him..."

Hewen smiled at him.

Dizziness came over me.

Silla shook his head.

But there was no one in front of him.

Eberon shouted to the door:

"Timan!"

A few seconds later, a middle-aged man opened the door.

Silla breathed a sigh of relief, at least they were okay.

"The man who just came, what did he say to you?"

Timan said doubtfully:

"who?"

Silla asked:

"That person who was standing outside the door just now, weren't you always outside?"

Timan said:

"Yes, but I have never seen anyone? And the door is closed properly. Master Shiluo, are you hallucinating? Do you want me to call the doctor over..."

Silla was silent for a moment.
Chapter completed!