Why is the bed moving today? Is there an earthquake?
This was Karl's first feeling after regaining consciousness bit by bit from the darkness.
The hard bed board beneath his body was shaking constantly, making it completely impossible for him to sleep well.
But then I thought about it, that’s not right!
He was obviously in London just now having the final decisive battle with the Lord of Eidolon, so why was he lying on the bed like this?
Carl opened his eyes suddenly and stood up directly with a force on his waist.
Bang!
"ah!"
A muffled sound was immediately followed by a scream, and Karl was immediately relieved because the voice was very familiar, it was Cyril.
After completely coming back to his senses, Karl realized that he was actually on a train. The hard bed board was actually a train seat, and outside the window was bright sunshine and a green plain. He was no longer in London!
As for Ceryl, who was screaming, she was now stuck in a strange position between the train seat and the table. She was obviously knocked down by Karl's movement to get up.
Ignoring Ceryl, Karl lowered his head and looked at his body neatly, then stretched out his hand and groped it again. There was no wound or pain, and his body was intact.
"Hey, what on earth is going on?"
Ignoring the endearing look of tears in the corners of Ceryl's eyes, Karl urged.
"Come on, I'm confused now."
"You're obviously an Englishman, but you don't have any gentlemanly manners at all!" Seeing that Karl was unmoved by her appearance, Cyril cursed angrily, and then got out of this predicament very smoothly.
"ah!"
Just when she was about to stand up, Seliel let out another scream, and then she squatted down again.
It turned out that this guy's hair was tangled with the table leg.
"I rushed to the train station before the train arrived, and then I carried you on my back and took care of you until now!" Selyre continued to complain, pulling her hair tangled under the table with her hands, "No.
Credit also comes with hard work, can't you be gentler to me?"
"Okay, okay."
When Ceryl said this, even Karl was a little embarrassed. So he also squatted down to help Ceryl deal with her long hair.
The two of them worked together and completely freed Cyril's hair in less than a minute, so that they could sit back on the train's chair.
"By the way, why don't you soften your hair and pull it out, but squat down and untie it?"
Suddenly Carl discovered the blind spot and asked Ceryl.
Ceryl was still taking care of her beautiful, dusty white hair, but after hearing Karl's question, her movements suddenly became stiff.
After a long while, she started to change the subject in a blunt tone, "Don't worry about these details! Aren't you curious about what happened after you fell into a coma? I'll tell you now."
Carl nodded, he was indeed curious about what happened in the end.
Judging from the fact that he was sitting on the train intact, Lord Eidolon had indeed been completely wiped out by his knife, but the question of Joanna's appearance afterwards was something people couldn't let go of.
What did Joanna do when she revealed her true colors, what was her relationship with Lord Eidolon, and why did she give herself the magic book in the dungeon that night?
All this is what Karl wants to know very much.
"Let's start with you killing the Eidolon Lord."
As she spoke, Cyril propped up her body with both hands, moved her body back, and assumed a more comfortable sitting position before continuing to speak.
"When Lord Eidolon poured the necromancy magic into your body, I honestly thought we were both done. At that time, I was still splicing my body together, and it was too late to get to you."
"Then do you know the reason why I didn't die?"
Karl raised his eyebrows. Originally, he thought that the power that exploded in his body was the work of Cyril, but now it seems that things are a little different from what he thought.
Ceryl also looked at Karl with strange eyes, it seemed that this change was indeed unexpected by the two of them.
"Don't you know that you have the protection of Luo Jie'er?"
Luo Jie Aier? Sounds quite familiar!
Karl felt that he should have seen this word somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.
Seeing his expression, Seliel could only continue to explain:
"This is a one-time protection activated using a magic book. It is a spell specifically used to resist the erosion of dark forces. It is generally recorded in the Book of Adam. Are you sure you don't know?"
After hearing this, Karl suddenly realized.
Because he recalled an incident a long time ago. It was when he had just traveled through time and briefly read a book called "The Book of Roger Eyre" in the theater where he met Marianne. This asylum turned out to be
It was at that time that it blessed me.
Thinking about it now, just counting what he knew, that Marian held the [Decapitating Blade], [Emerald Slate], [The Eidolon Lord's Magic Book] and the only now known magic book "Luo Jie"
The Book of Er.
Where does this guy come from and how can he possess so many terrifying props?
These are just the ones Karl has seen, who knows how many more collections she has secretly.
Even thinking about it now, it is unbelievable that Marianne could still struggle after her head was chopped off by him. That was a fatal blow.
Humans are not earthworms, so how can they still be alive?
Thinking of this, Karl immediately said:
"Celile, I have a very important question to ask you now."
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Karl seemed to be remembering something, Cyril was about to continue talking, but his words interrupted her thoughts.
"Do you know of anyone who can have his head chopped off and still struggle?"
"Huh?" Looking at Karl in great surprise, Cyril asked in confusion, "Are you sure you can still struggle after being the leader?"
"That's right, it's the Marianne I told you about before. After her head was chopped off by me, her headless body was still able to struggle."
After hearing Karl's description, Cyril lowered her head in a rare move and began to think, and her expression began to become nervous.
Seeing Cyril's appearance, Karl asked carefully: "What's wrong? Is there any trouble?"
"Ask Olivia when you get to Windermere. This guy is definitely not normal."
Responding to Karl, Cyril explained:
"As far as I know, a living person will die immediately if he loses his head. This is an unshakable truth. The only person who can survive is a puppet. That guy is not simple."
After hearing Ceryl's opinion, Karl sighed and said: "It seems that there is something hidden in that guy's incident. Maybe my troubles are not over yet."
"That will have to wait until later. Let me continue to tell you what happened after you fell into coma last night."