The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

No specific name appeared in the notes, but Sigmund knew very well that this passage described the entire process of Grace from her escape to her death.

Especially the last paragraph.

From the dark serpent.

This is a secret that only he himself knows.

Gathering his mind, he checked the date when he wrote this text, and his palm tightened suddenly, May 5th.

It was the day of the clock tower incident.

If Onila wrote this text during the day, it meant that she was far away in Abetus, and she foresaw everything that was about to happen in Liam City.

If it was that night, it would have happened almost at the same time as the bell tower fire.

This woman manipulated all of our actions so that the words she wrote would become reality? Sigmund had never heard of such a strange thing.

Or is she just pure foreknowledge?

"Tell me, what's going on here?" Without dwelling on this question, Sigmund pretended to casually point to one of the diaries, and Onila carefully recalled and explained.

Described completely from the perspective of a bystander.

"You only write down the names of people you know, right?" he continued.

Onila nodded.

"Then you came to Liam City to find us not simply to reminisce about the old days, right?"

"No, in a new text I wrote recently, your family's name appeared, besides mine." Onila took out another piece of paper, unfolded it and handed it to Sigmund.

In the lighthouse on the east coast, Miss Onila Tares and Mr. Skinde found a letter addressed to themselves.

"Where is this lighthouse?" Sigmund asked.

Onila shook her head, "I don't know, because my name appears in this message, but I don't have any impression of the so-called lighthouse, and I wrote this text in a sleep."

"Out of the clues given above, the only ones I can think of are Lawrence and Louis."

"Do you remember what Louis looks like? Can you draw it for me?" Sigmund asked suddenly.

Times have evolved, but some traditions are still preserved.

Some nobles and successful businessmen will send their daughters to boarding schools for girls, where these girls will learn etiquette painting, music and other knowledge.

Judging from Onila's background, she may not be an excellent painter, but it should be very easy to simply depict someone's image.

"Of course, Louis is an impressive young man, not as handsome as Lawrence, but special."

Onila turned to a blank page and took out a pen.

But after a while, all that appeared on the white paper was a blurred line wearing a top hat and no face.

"I... Strange, I clearly remember his appearance!" Onila clenched the pen tightly, but couldn't draw any strokes on that face.

Sure enough, Sigmund sighed and stopped embarrassing Onila any more.

"You are my only clue. I went to the town where we used to live and collected information. It took me a lot of time to find this place." Onila looked tired.

"Can you show me the specific address?" Sigmund asked, Onila nodded and called the maid, and handed the sorted address to Sigmund.

Looking through it casually, Sigmund found that in 10 years, Lawrence had changed five places, while Liam City was three years ago...

etc!

How can this be?

Lawrence had worked in Antoine's perfume workshop for many years, and his own memory... vague frame, but lack of real details.

Everything has become extremely chaotic, and the time experience does not match at all.

Who is behind everything?

If a person's memory can be completely changed, the person who affects all of this can do it more seamlessly, so that Onila has no chance to find Lawrence.

But why is there the current situation?

Is it simply impossible, or is it intentional?

Sigmund's head hurts thinking about it.

The last message that Onila gave made him even more confused. Is Mr. Skinner him, Lawrence, or the mysterious Louis?

Is what Onila wrote down some kind of pure prophecy or is it the reality that will happen?

The more he knew, the more confused he became.

Where is the lighthouse mentioned in the message? Sigmund searched the barren memory, but could not find any clues.

"We will investigate all of this." He was still cautious, there were too many weird things in the extraordinary world, and he couldn't believe everything this woman said.

Sigmund planned to take a detour to the investigation and consulting company for a while, and asked Fatty Harris to help him monitor Ornila.

It's not that he didn't imagine that all of this was fabricated by Onila, but his own memory was only fragmented, which made him more inclined to Onila's rhetoric than Lawrence.

It was getting late, and after talking about some details, Sigmund took all the information he got from Ornila and left the coffee shop.

After driving the carriage to the consulting company and leaving a message at the front desk, Sigmund turned around and went straight to Antoine's perfume workshop.

"What are you doing here?!" Seeing Sigmund, Antoine's face suddenly darkened.

"I have some questions I want to ask you."

"You're not welcome here... bang!"

Before Antoine could finish speaking, Sigmund threw the paper in his hand casually.

"The master perfume formula is enough to bring your workshop back to life."

"you……"

Recently, the name Sigmund has become very popular among the high society in Liam City, especially the female group.

Some people even publicly stated that as long as Sigmund can provide an opportunity, in addition to the normal monetary rewards, she can try her best to meet some of Sigmund's own requirements.

So even if it is not a private custom, a perfume molecular formula formulated by a master is worth a lot.

Antoine opened his mouth, he was a pure businessman, and finally swallowed the words of refusal.

"What do you want to ask, declare in advance that you can't have anything to do with Rila!"

How could Sigmund be in the mood to pay attention to those stupid things now, and asked straight to the point, "How long have you known Lawrence?"

"It's been a long time."

"How many years?" Sigmund asked.

"It's been seven or eight years." Antoine shook his head, "No, maybe it's been longer, but it doesn't seem to be that long." He scratched his somewhat bald head.

"How did you know each other?" Sigmund continued to ask after confirming the speculation in his heart.

"It was normal recruitment, and then he came here."

"And Rilla, when did she meet Lawrence?"

"Of course we've known each other since childhood. Rilla was only a teenager when Lawrence came here. Wait, no! When she was that age, her mother hadn't died yet, and they probably hadn't moved to Liam City..."

Antoine frowned, "It's been too long, I can't remember much." He clenched the white paper in his hand, fearing that Sigmund would snatch it from him again.

There is no need to ask any more questions, Antoine's expression has already explained everything.

No wonder Rilla fell in love with Lawrence. It is undeniable that Lawrence is indeed a very attractive man, but it is basically impossible for a normal girl to have admiration for the man who grew up with her.

But the weird thing happened here.

Rilla's memory told her that Lawrence had known her for many years, but in real perception, their acquaintance was only two or three years.

There is a huge tear in the deviation of memory and the sense of reality.

What about Lawrence? What's wrong with him?

If he is really only 29 years old, then who is Sigmund?