The sandpaper immediately stopped crying and looked around in horror.

"No, no, his name cannot be spoken."

"Why can't you say it? Didn't you kill him? Why are you still so afraid of him and you don't even dare to say your name."

"He is immortal." Sandpaper's spirit was stimulated and a little confused: "No, he died, I killed him... The Inspector also said he was dead. But I can still see him, he will appear every day, at any time.

He is here.”

Luke induces the sandpaper that is a little dazed to the spirit: "Is he here? I will kill him."

"You, can you kill him? He has completed the secret technique of eternal life, and he is immortal."

"Sandpaper, you know my strength. I defeated Dean Willide, destroyed Ryretta, and even killed the Red Dragon Neil Cologne." Luke took out a piece of dragon scale and put it in the hand of the sandpaper: "Can he be stronger than a red dragon? Are you stronger than Dean Willide? I promise you that as long as he is here, I can kill him.

He is resurrected, and I will kill him again.

He was resurrected a hundred times, and I would kill him a hundred times.

He was resurrected ten thousand times, and I would kill him ten thousand times.

Tell me his name.”

When you spread your hands with sandpaper, it was a red scale that was much larger than your palm. It also emitted a scorching temperature, making your palm so painful. kΑnshuwu.ξà

This is the dragon scale!

"You killed a dragon!"

“Yes, I killed a dragon, and now I want to kill another person.

Tell me where is he? Tell me his name!”

Sandpaper looked to the side of the room and pointed to the person standing there and said, "He is there, his name is...Grefalley."

After saying that, the sandpaper quickly turned around and did not dare to look over there.

And when the sandpaper said the name Grefalley, the kestrel sitting on the operating table instantly stiffened.

She looked at the point of her fingers along the sandpaper, and there seemed to be a figure standing there that made her whole body tremble.

Grefalley!

Professor Grefalley!

Countless fragments of scenes flashed out from Kestrel's mind. She fell to the ground in fear and instinctively hid behind the sandpaper.

"No, don't come here...please..."

At this time, Kestrel did not look like a cold fighting girl, and was as scared as a little cat who had just left her mother.

The sandpaper was not much better. She half-kneeled and hugged Kestrel, not even dared to open her eyes. Kestrel also hugged her, as if they were back to that place full of fear.

At this time, the temperature in the room dropped rapidly, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Okay, I've killed Grefari. It will take him a while to be resurrected and will not harass you for a short time."

Hearing the sound of the clear sky, the sandpaper quietly glanced in that direction.

Sure enough... he was gone, only the steel pipes that had been cut off at both ends fell to the ground.

Did the stewardess kill him?

Of course, the powerful storm who can kill dragons can kill him!

Even if he will appear again, as long as the Sky Host is there, he will only be killed again.

Sandpaper never felt the relaxation now.

Although reason lets her know what the truth is, just as she can't overcome psychological obstacles, she is willing to believe in her knitting imagination.

I just need to know... No matter what form he appears in, the powerful Sky Host can defeat him.

The sandpaper pulled the kestrel up from the ground and said to Luke sincerely: "Thank you, the stormistress."

"You have to be so kind."

Luke knew that sandpaper could not overcome the devil in his heart with his will, so he could only use this method to relieve her and stimulate the poor girl by the way.

The fear of Grefalley recorded in the bones cannot be suppressed by a brain-transforming device.

Kestrel was held on the operating table with sandpaper.

She covered her head with her hands, as if she was suffering tremendous pain.

Sandpaper asked Luke worriedly: "What's wrong with her? She just remembered Gray... and remembered that person. Did she remember me too?"

Luke replied: "Don't be so optimistic. Brain transformation is a very mature technology for the Imperial Alchemy Machinery Institute and the Institute of Extraordinary Biology.

It is impossible to be reversed in just a few words.

Her current situation is that the brain modification device suppresses the deep memories she remembers. I can tell you that part of her brain has been replaced with extraordinary brain tissue. Even if you try hard to help her, Hanni will not be able to come back intact.

Most of her are still kestrels.”

"Yes, I'm a Kestrel." Kestrel raised his head and returned to his previous cold state: "What did you do to me? Why is my memory missing?"

Sandpaper was about to explain, but Luke stopped her.

"Let me explain..." Luke turned to Kestrel and said, "You should know what the metal behind your head is. Yomington said that your brain was seriously injured, and that brain modification device made you survive, but also made you lose memory.

We just woke you up a memory, but it was wiped out by that brain-transformation device, so you find yourself missing a small memory.”

"Do you think I will believe your words? You want me to betray my father... You don't dream anymore, it's impossible."

Luke brought a tin water cup from the table beside him, condensed a glass of water and handed it to Kestrel, saying, "We have never let you betray Jomington. If I want to kill him, I can do it myself, after all, he lives next door to you, and his strength is about the same as you."

Kestrel stared at the elf in front of her and admitted that she was telling the truth.

She controlled herself at will. If she wanted to kill her adoptive father, she would never have the possibility of her adoptive father being alive.

This elf is very strong.

It is so strong that it makes people unable to develop a confrontation.

Kestrel took the water cup and took a sip. Sweetness and thirst made her drink all the water in one breath.

"What do you want to do when you catch me here?" www.kanδhu5.lá

Luke said: "It's very simple, it's just recognize your relatives. No matter what problems with your memory, she is your sister.

We just let you recover some memory, and then this memory is gone. This is the fact, you can feel that it was not made up by us.”

Kestrel's hard work recalls.

I did lose a small memory, and I felt a little more intimate about the girl around me who was about the same age as me.

I obviously had never seen her before coming to Nutao City.

Could she be really my sister? I forgot her because I lost my memory?

"I, I need to calm down." Kestrel's mind was very confused. She wanted to think about it, but something was always stopping herself.

Luke comforted: "You do need to calm down. You'd better not go back during this period. If Yomington knew you were looking for memories, he would definitely bring you back to the imperial capital and repair your memories.

He may do this for your own good, but you also have the right to retrieve your memory. Look at your sister, you once depended on each other during the most difficult period, and that memory is worth cherishing..."

Reading Book provides you with the fastest update of the secret art era, Reading for Free. https://

The content of the web version of the chapter is slow, please download the Aiyue app to read the latest content

The website is about to be closed, download the Aiyue app to read the latest content for free
Chapter completed!