“…Uh, so that’s probably what happened.”

Roger picked up the slightly cool coffee on the table, took a sip, and then carefully looked Andrelin's face.

There is anger hidden in peace, worry hidden in anger, worry hidden in worry...

Forget it, the expression was too complicated, so Roger simply stopped analyzing it and sat upright and waited for the result.

“So you mean…”

"You and Amanda are you..."

"Yes." Roger nodded.

"I know." Anderin breathed a sigh of relief.

"You know everything?" Roger looked puzzled.

"I guessed a little bit, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Anderin's expression is complicated.

While leading Green to the island, Roger also left a backup plan in Bay Town.

Henrik and Crodia.

After not seeing each other for a while, Henrik did not change much, but his face turned paler and he looked a little thinner.

But Crodia changed a lot, and the expression on her face became more vivid and closer to a pure person. It was Crodia who disguised herself as Anderin and then attracted the attention of Green's blood descendants.

But Roger also knew that it would be difficult to hide this, so after he came back, he picked up on what happened to him and Amanda.

Although many dangerous things have been hidden, he and Amanda are only disguised as ordinary students who come into contact with the extraordinary world.

However, with Anderin's sensitivity, he can still guess some things.

For example, Amanda's disappearance a few months ago.

"I need to be quiet."

Anderin stood up, took a deep breath, and looked at Roger with a complicated expression.

"Give me some time."

After saying that, he walked straight upstairs.

"Andrin."

Roger spoke.

"I want to tell you that no matter what happens, I'm the one Roger you rescued from the island."

Andrelin paused for a moment, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she nodded and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Roger doesn't have a good way to deal with this kind of thing. For Andrelin, she is just an ordinary person. It is impossible to accept this kind of thing immediately. Perhaps all she needs is time.

Pushing open the door, the sun in the sky fell to the west in a slanted manner, Roger let out a long sigh, sweeping away the depression in his heart.

"There's a little bit of a tail."

This is almost the easiest time since he came to this world.

"How about it?"

Henrik leaned over from the other side of the porch.

"It's neither good nor bad." Roger replied.

"This is good news." Henrik shrugged, "To be honest, I really didn't expect that so many things happened after I left for such a short time."

“It seems like I missed a wonderful journey.”

"I found another problem..." Henrik said with a smile.

"There seems to be a lot more of the opposite sex around you."

"For example, the woman named Tamara, I always feel that her eyes look at me are a little weird."

Henrik said shamelessly, then he sighed, "What a pity, I am no longer the same person I used to be."

"For me now, Crodia is enough."

Roger looked at him without squintingly, "I believe, of course I believe."

"But next time you can stand up, let's say this."

Henrik's face froze.

"Roger, what do you mean?"

"Why can't I stand up?!"

"Don't think too much, I'm not trying to stimulate you on purpose, I'm just telling a fact."

Ignoring Henrik's clamor behind him, Roger Young left long.

The afterglow of the sunset penetrates the gaps of the leaves, dyeing the valley trees a blush.

Stepping on the soft ground, walking through the familiar bushes, Roger looked down on the top of the mountain.

A few months ago, this was once the place he traveled to and from every day.

The first encounter with a wild wolf, the first killing, the first burying of a corpse, and...

As his eyes moved down, Roger saw a familiar figure.

The setting sun radiated a special color on the hem of Anna's skirt, and she stood there quietly, just like she had been a long time ago.

Roger walked slowly.

"What are you thinking?"

Anna turned her head and the sun shone on her face, which made her feel a lot more warm at this time.

"I think we'll meet for the first time."

She couldn't help but smile and said, "To be honest, if it weren't for the corpse you buried, there would probably be a lot of things that happened next."

"Maybe this is the arrangement of fate?" Roger smiled and joked.

But Anna nodded and repeated it seriously.

"Yes, this is the arrangement of fate."

"Well……"

Seeing Anna's serious look, Roger didn't know what to say for a moment.

Anna smiled softly, and she always gave people a feeling that she was not close to others. At this time, she suddenly smiled and naturally had a lot of beauty.

Relying backwards, Anna leans against a big tree.

"Do you remember our promise?"

"Agreement?"

Roger looked up and looked at the sunset in the sky and Anna who was flaming red.

"certainly."

He shrugged.

"The only downside is that I didn't prepare a bottle of red wine in advance."

There was once, they hoped that there would be a time for drinking the wine in a glass of wine together.

"No." Anna smiled mysteriously.

She stretched out her hand and there was a short table next to the big tree.

Then there is a transparent tray.

Two wine glasses and a bottle of wine.

"I almost forgot that the magic mirror is in your hands..."

Roger laughed in silence.

Anna waved, "I have wine, time, and the mood to drink."

"And you?"

The two looked at each other, and inexplicable emotions lingered in it. The red wine had not yet been opened, but Roger felt that the aroma of wine was already filled with the smell of wine.

"I only have this person."

"Enough."

"Bang!"

The red liquid poured into the transparent glass, and Anna raised the wine glass and looked at the sunset reflected in the red through the liquid.

“It feels great to have a body.”

She drank all the wine in her glass and was rarely relaxed. They recalled what happened in the past six months. The less wine they drank, the closer they were, the closer they were.
To be continued...