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136. Head Maid Claire

Claire is tough and straightforward, and is used to covering up her wisdom with seemingly straightforward recklessness.

The head maid was cold and calm, remaining indifferent to everything except the accusations and Remy.

But they seem to be different but have something in common, such as wearing bandages and trusting Lu Li.

In the long and short dream, the head maid experienced everything Lu Li experienced in the dreamland of Midnight City from a first-hand perspective. The real and legendary story unfolded in front of his eyes, which was better than the boring words and operas in any book.

People are impressed.

Even after waking up from the dream, the head maid did not break away from the magnificent and bizarre story. She was affected by the story for a long time, and her behavior was similar to that of Lu Li and Claire.

After all, the maid essentially only has the memory of the past few months, and the memories of the past are chaotic and impossible to analyze.

This made Lu Li think about whether he could continue to expand the role of dreamers: instilling memories into strange things like blank sheets of paper so that they would have order and tend to be human-like.

The head maid believes in Lu Li, but this trust comes from the trust of "the head maid to Xiao Lei Mi" rather than "Claire to Lu Li".

This is not what Lu Li wants.

A confused Claire is more likely to breed doubt than an uninformed head maid.

"Is there a better way to make you believe it?" Lu Li asked.

"I already believe you, Lemi." The head maid gently stroked Lu Li's head.

"Not enough...you are not firm enough."

"...The gardener can take out your memory, which is real and cannot be faked." The head maid felt Lu Li's firmness and hesitated: "But it will throw away your skull and take out your head, and everything about you will be gone.

No more secrets."

"Am I going to die?"

"I won't let you get hurt in any way, I promise." The head maid came closer and wanted to rub his face. Lu Li turned his head to avoid it, but the head maid pulled him back again and rubbed the cat's face with his rough bandaged cheek.

She picked up Lu Li, put on her stomach bag, left the woodshed, and walked through the dead forest to the gardener's territory. Along the way, she saw the trees in the dead forest just like in the dream, stretching out their branches to please Lu Li, and touching Lu Li cautiously.

"Tree Whisperer..."

After entering the dream, the head maid saw the power in the second memory and book.

In the gardener's territory, the head maid flew over the filthy cemetery without concealment and landed in front of the gardener's large cemetery.

The head maid hated everything here, even the air was excluded. The bloated and ugly suture monster crawled out of the tomb. She stared at the abominable monster in front of her with disgust: "My little Lemi wants to show me his memory, help me."

"

The weird and honest gardener squeezed into the tomb and emptied the mutilated corpses on the stone platform. This did not change the head maid's view of the stone platform. She put down Lu Li in disgust, but used the wind to lift him up and keep her distance from the stone platform.

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"If little Lemi regrets it, she can stop."

"Let's get started."

The gardener, who was blocked by the wind from the rotten smell, lifted up the animal limb, the human limb, and a bee-tail spike among the weird limbs.

"Little Remy, do you really want to do this?" the head maid asked again.

"If there's no better way."

"Would you blame me?"

"Won't."

The bee-tailed spikes approached Lu Li, and the surrounding breeze became stronger, but the head maid did not stop him.

The needles penetrated into the hair, and a stinging sensation was felt. Lu Li fell into a drowsy state, fell asleep in reality, and woke up in a dream.

The dark-eyed man closed his eyes and his breathing gradually became steady. Two pale, slender female arms in the depths of the gardener grabbed the blood-stained dagger.

Before cutting open Lu Li's skull, the breeze wrapped around his pale arms: "Stop."

"Don't...continue...?" The gardener was puzzled.

"You're done."

The head maid gently picked up little Remi.

"Done...done? Done..."

"Yeah, done, get out...oh this is your place."

While the gardener was holding the dagger blankly and thinking hard, the head maid had already left the tomb and returned to the mansion on the other side of the dry forest.

A chaotic breeze blew around the head maid, and the blowing breeze slowly woke up Lu Li.

"Have you confirmed the memory?" Lu Li asked her.

"...I am...the head maid, and I am also Claire." The surrounding breeze became still.

"You are Claire."

"I believe that's who I was before, but Remi, I can never go back to the past." The head maid hugged Lu Li tightly: "I let you down..."

"There will be a way to get the memory back."

"I hope..."

Claire doesn't seem like someone who has lost her memory, and has a strong desire and curiosity about her past self.

Only the returning breeze showed that her mood was not as calm as it seemed.

Lu Li found a familiar feeling and asked her: "You are the head maid, Chris is the viscount, who are the gardener, farmer and chef?"

"I don't know, my memory is no more than yours." The memory that Claire recovered depends on what Lu Li knows, but it is enough for the blank head maid: "You actually really believe in me, a weirdo that I have never met.

"

"Trust is the cornerstone."

"Actually, there is a better way to make you believe." Lu Li was still thinking about whether he should add weight to his trust.

"You mean the True Seeing Eye in the Gardener's Treasure Box?"

The outline of the mansion appeared on the edge of the dead forest, and Claire landed on the terrace.

“Would the gardener go crazy if he took it away?”

"Yes, even if mother... Viscount..." Claire, who hesitated, avoided the title that troubled her: "Even if the gardener in the castle asks for it, the gardener won't agree. Stupidity also means persistence."

"Little Leimi, what are you going to do next?"

"You can call me Lu Li."

"Okay, little Remi."

Lu Li stopped arguing and asked Claire to bring the stomach bag, stretched out the cat's paw to open the bag, and took out the Goldmerin Emperor's gold coin: "Open the treasure box to get the True Seeing Eye, and confirm the identity of the three lords."

"And treat them like you treat me?" Claire stroked the hair on Lu Li's back: "You didn't follow our arrangement...is it because of me? Little Leimi."

"no."

"I will feel sad if you are so heartless."

"Not entirely. The Sunken Land is a variable. You will only encounter crumbling cliffs along the original path, so you must change your mind."

It is conceivable that if Lu Li repeats what happened in the illusion of Midnight City, the lie can be easily exposed.

Knock knock knock

There was a knock on the bedroom door at this time.

Claire carried Lu Li back to the bedroom, and Breeze opened the door.

"Master, my lord summons all the lords to go to the castle." The lizard maid said hoarsely.

"What happened?"

"There are outsiders visiting."

Claire lowered her head and looked at Lu Li: "Who is it?"

"They are dirty and lowly, like growing out of the soil."

These keywords are enough to piece together the truth: Dijuren Trading Company.

Malice's arrival was as expected, but Lu Li was already prepared.


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