"This is...that kind of magic mirror magic? Lawrence will do it?" Mordred pointed at Lawrence who had buckled himself on the cover, with a little doubt on his face.
Hearing Mordred's tone questioning, Fujimaru Rika sighed with a frown.
"Miss Lawrence must have her own reasons for doing this. Let's wait a little."
"She won't be the maker of disasters, I believe her."
Sizzle-
The sound of electric current came, and a small light screen appeared in Maxiu's arms.
"Request for communication! Request for communication!" Roman's voice was extremely surprised and heard from the small light screen, "Mashu! Lixiang! Lawrence! Camilla! No matter who it is, answer me! Answer me quickly!!!"
"Doctor!?" Fujimaru Rika and Mashu both looked over in surprise, then looked at each other, "The communication has been restored!"
"Great! Finally there is a response! What happened to you? Is it convenient to speak now?" Roman spoke very fast, but his words were very clear.
"We... wait a moment, we have to sort out what has happened so far, ah..." Suddenly, Fujimaru Rika felt something, "It seems Miss Camilla, Mr. Jekyll and Mr. Sakata Kintoki, they are almost here."
"Mr. Manrio, can you please pick them up?"
Previously, Fujimaru Rika thought that she would have a short rest in Fulham, and after recovering her strength, she went directly to Xilingdon, leaving a mark in Fulham, and asked the other three riders to go to Xilingdon. But now that the communication has been restored, let's report on what she has encountered at this special point so far, and wait for the other three riders to arrive, and then head to Xilingdon together.
"Well, I'll ask you here, Fujimaru." Manrio nodded, glanced at the gem cover that was holding Lawrence and sighed.
He knew that he was the most suitable for such a task. People who were not capable of fighting in the front should take the initiative to assume the logistics responsibilities so that the team could get along more harmoniously.
With his body hiding away, Manrio rushed towards the center of London.
Nolra and the nursery raffle were sitting together, one person holding the thumb girl in his palm, and the other person holding the little Puke in his palm, smiling happily, full of childish fun and joyful atmosphere. Mordred, who had just consumed the most, sat not far away, looking at the two children with a smile, as if missing something.
Maybe it was a childhood that didn't exist at all?
And Lawrence...
She knelt on the ground, looking for something in a corner of her space.
"Did I not notice it? Why? It doesn't exist? No, it's impossible." She took a deep breath and forced herself to think calmly.
Just now, just after destroying the last thing that depended on, Lawrence... felt something.
No, it should be her intuition that reminded her, or it might be that someone was really guiding her, reminding her, remembering something, and noting something.
"Halley...here." She supported herself with her hands and looked at the ground.
Tears fell on the ground, forming a small puddle, and Lawrence could clearly see his face from the tears.
No, that's not my face.
Lawrence suddenly raised his head and looked in disbelief in front of him.
His lips were shaking greatly, and what reflected his pupils was a face that was exactly the same as Lawrence.
A familiar man stood there, looking down at Lawrence with a gentle smile on his face.
"Hello, sir." She looked at Lawrence, who was exactly the same as herself, with a teasing in her eyes.
Lawrence stood up, looked at her, and looked at his lover.
"Hello, Miss." She thought for a long time, and finally said this sentence, and then burst into tears and smiled.
Two identical people face to face, smiling, their voices like silver bells.
"Are you an artist? Sir." Halle's phantom continued, the smile on her face remained gentle.
"Yes, I'm an artist." Lawrence was still answering, but the smile on his face was wet with tears.
She suddenly hugged the phantom, the illusory phantom.
This time, he was unwilling to let her escape from his eyes again. Even if he hugged her, he still wanted to look at her in the mirror.
"You're very tired, Lawrence." Halle also hugged Lawrence and gently stroked Lawrence's back, with a loss in his eyes, "You must... be very tired."
"No, I'm not tired." Lawrence let go of Halle's phantom and looked at her face, "As long as I can see you, I'll never be tired, Halle, forever."
"Yeah." She also smiled, keeping smiling.
There was a little regret in her eyes.
It's great to be able to meet you again, Lawrence.
"Halley, you wait for me, I'll change back immediately, just wait for me a little." Lawrence suddenly noticed that he seemed to be using his wife, that is, the appearance of Harley standing in front of him. His face turned red and he said quickly.
"It's okay Lawrence." Halle grabbed Lawrence's hand and shook his head gently, "As long as you are you, I will always love you, no matter what your appearance is."
"Halley..." Lawrence stared at her blankly.
"I can only exist here, don't you plan to talk to me?" Halle looked at Lawrence with a smile.
"...Yes." Lawrence smiled with relief. The gem chair appeared under him, his palm moved lightly, and the magic position expanded, covering everyone else. "We... haven't talked for a long time."
The others looked at the magic position that suddenly enveloped them, and the two "Miss Lawrence" who appeared in front of them, and showed the same expression at the same time.
"?"
......
Manrio has arrived at Big Ben.
The previously agreed meeting place is here, Henry crossed the Thames River and then headed west.
However, when he arrived here, he felt something was wrong... it seemed.
The magic is still abundant in this area and is extremely chaotic. Fortunately, there are basically no one in this area, and even if there are, they will be dead.
"What's going on here?" Manrio quickly moved along the street, frowning and sensing everything around him.
However, after turning a street, Manrio immediately knew what was going on here.
The rich black clouds enveloped here, and the king of the storm was riding on a black horse.
She asked, looking down at Henry Jekyll and the other three.
"What happened in Britain now?"
......
Adrosson was running towards Fulham.
Those people would better stay there and destroy my position. Even though the progress was enough, they would still destroy my plan-
hateful!
Chapter completed!