V1: Chapter 34: The Figure in Her Memories Overlapped

"Do you think you still have the right to negotiate?" Liang Di didn't hide the tentacles on her body. "You've seen things you shouldn't have seen. You should be grateful I didn't kill you to silence you. You still think you can negotiate with us?"

Liang Lin chimed in from the side, "Have you forgotten when you threw sand in my eyes? I hold grudges. If you talk now, I'll let you go. If you don't, I'll show you what torture is."

The two women's voices grew lower and lower, their shadows on the ground seeming to sprout little devil horns.

Gladys, the poor little girl, trembled with tears in her eyes.

"You, you're all devils! Devils! I'll talk, I'll talk, okay?!"

"They came from... a church."

A church?

As expected.

"Alright, good girl."

Liang Di's tentacles burrowed into Gladys's ear.

"Go get some sleep."

Youth is wonderful; she fell asleep as soon as she lay down. Gladys collapsed to the ground.

"You erased her memory too?"

"No, she's only the second human I've seen with such an abnormality. Logically, this shouldn't be the case." Liang Di frowned. "Gag her, carry her back, dump her in the inn, lock the door, and then we'll go straight to the church. We'll study her later."

She's really were using me as a laborer.

Liang Lin was full of complaints, but she still carried Gladys and threw her back into the inn room.

It was already 4:30 AM, and the sky was shrouded in fog.

"It's foggy."

Liang Di disliked this damp weather; she felt it was going to rain.

A few pedestrians appeared sporadically on the street, hurrying along, carrying umbrellas.

After half a night of this, Liang Di was clearly exhausted, but Liang Lin remained energetic, as if she didn't know the word "tired," urging Liang Di to hurry up, otherwise it would be too late.

“That priest was definitely suspicious. I wonder how the nun is doing.”

The church doors were locked, even the outer doors. Huge, heavy chains hung on the dilapidated, rusty iron gates, as if writing “Keep Out.”

“Here, step on my shoulder, sit on the wall first, then I’ll climb in and help you down.”

Liang Lin squatted down.

Liang Di wanted to say no, that she could use her tentacles to get in, but looking at Liang Lin’s small, squatting figure, she swallowed the words. As if possessed, she raised a foot and placed it on Liang Lin’s shoulder.

The church wall was very high, and Liang Di struggled to climb up. She wasn’t wearing trousers, but a long skirt; a gentle breeze carried a cool sensation throughout her body.

Seeing Liang Di go up, Liang Lin took a few steps back, ran a short distance, flipped onto the wall, braced herself with one hand, and quickly jumped down, landing steadily on the ground.

"Hey, jump, I can catch you."

Liang Lin turned around, opened her arms, gesturing for Liang Di to jump down.

The sun rose.

The faint sunlight shone on Liang Lin's face, the girl's face so resolute, like a flower blooming in spring.

Liang Di was momentarily dazed.

This scene, so vivid and unforgettable, overlapped with a memory deep within her mind.

It seemed that in a sea of ​​flowers, a childish voice, strong and clear, rang in her ear: "Don't be afraid! I can catch you!"

The child's mouth opened and closed, seemingly missing a baby tooth, a wide smile on their face, waving their little arms. At that time, she herself seemed very scared, and was crying. But she still jumped, leaping into the child's arms, and together they tumbled into the sea of ​​flowers, splashing up bursts of petals that rained down.

"Hahaha~"

"Hahahahaha~"

The two children laughed until their faces turned red.

The laughter abruptly stopped, broken by a voice.

"Hey, what are you standing there for? You'll fall to your death! Get down!"

Liang Lin shouted from below.

Liang Di snapped out of her daze, responded, and leaped down.

Liang Lin's arms were slightly raised; despite her seemingly thin arms, they were surprisingly strong. Liang Di landed in Liang Lin's embrace, bringing a gentle breeze that ruffled Liang Lin's already disheveled long hair, making her unexpectedly handsome.

"Why are you looking at me? Get down."

"Oh, oh...right."

Liang Di then realized that her hands were still tightly gripping Liang Lin's arms. She jumped down.

 "...You don't seem to have changed."

The wind was a bit strong, and Liang Di's voice was very soft. Liang Lin didn't hear the first part of her sentence. She squinted her eyes in confusion, tilted her ear, and leaned close to Liang Di's lips, asking, "What did you say earlier? I didn't hear you clearly."

Liang Di paused, sighed, and shook her head with a smile. "Nothing, it's not important."

"Nonsense," Liang Lin muttered. "What do you mean by 'changed' or 'unchanged'? You always say these incoherent things. How could you possibly know if I've changed or not?"

"Hmm~ Maybe."

Liang Di tucked her long, silvery-white hair, which had been blown about by the wind, behind her ear.

The church doors were locked. Just as the two were worrying, they heard the sound of a lock being opened outside. Liang Di turned around and saw a blurry figure, who seemed to be a priest.

"Shh~"

Liang Di pulled Liang Lin around to the back of the church, squatted down, and peered inside.

It was the priest.

Click~

The church doors opened.

Now!

Liang Di nodded to Liang Lin, who understood. Without hesitation, Liang Lin rushed forward, one hand on his throat, the other on his waist.

"Pfft—"

The priest rolled his eyes. Liang Lin dodged in disgust, and the priest slammed heavily to the ground. Quickly pulling a rope from her pocket, Liang Lin braided the priest's body into a pretzel.

"...You tied him up so pervertedly." Liang Di looked at Liang Lin's erotic way of binding him, utterly disgusted.

"I tied that little vampire princess up like this too."

"But Gladys is pretty." So it looks rather suggestive.

"Hmm...you're right."

"Where did you learn these weird tying methods?"

"From a book, from Auston's study. What's wrong with this way of tying up?"

"...Nothing, whatever makes you happy."

Good, good, this old man's got some tricks up his sleeve.

When the priest woke up, he found himself lying like a limp, lifeless pig under the statue of the god he revered.

"Oh—my God."

Terror crossed his face.

"Stop calling me God, there are still some missing girls alive, aren't there? Take me to them." Liang Lin pressed a small knife against the priest's throat, threatening, "Otherwise..."

Her hand tightened, cutting the priest's skin, and a trickle of blood seeped out.

The priest's teeth chattered, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Liang Di sensed something was wrong.

"Liang Lin! He has poison in his mouth! Don't let him bite through the bag!"

Snap!

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!"