There was no specific name on the notes, but Sigmun knew very well that this passage describes Grace's entire journey from escape to death.

Especially the last paragraph.

The big snake from the darkness.

This is a secret that only he knows.

After calming down, he checked the date when he wrote this passage, and his palms tightened violently, May 5th.

It was the day of the Bell Tower incident.

If Onila wrote this passage during the day, it means she was far away in Abetus and would have predicted what was about to happen in Liam City.

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

This woman manipulates all of us and the words she writes will become a reality? Sigmun has never heard of such a weird thing.

Or is she just a simple prediction?

"Tell me, what's going on?" Without getting involved in this issue, Sigmun pretended to point to one of the diaries casually, and Onela seriously recalled and explained.

Described entirely from a bystander's perspective.

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

Onila nodded.

"Then it's not just a reminiscence when you come to Liam City to find us."

"No, the name of your family appears in a new text I wrote recently, and there is mine." Onela took out another piece of paper, unfolded it and handed it to Sigmun.

In the lighthouse east of the coast, Miss Onela Tares and Mr. Skinder found a letter to themselves.

"Where is this lighthouse?" Sigmun asked.

Onila shook her head, "I don't know, because my name appears in this message, but I have no impression of the so-called lighthouse, and this passage was written down in a dream."

"The only clues given above are Lawrence and Louis."

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

The times have developed, but some traditions are still preserved.

Some nobles and successful businessmen would send their daughters to boarding girls' schools, where they would 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 describe a person's image.

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

Onila opened a blank page and took out a pen.

But after a moment, what appeared on the white paper was a blurred line wearing a top hat and without a face.

"I... strange, I clearly remember how he looked!" Onila held the pen tightly, but she couldn't draw any strokes on that face.

Sure enough, Sigmon sighed and stopped making things difficult for Onira.

"You are my only clue. I went to the town where we used to live, and then collected information, and it took a lot of time to find it." Onela looked tired.

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

After a casual look, Sigmun found that in 10 years, Lawrence had changed 5 places, and Liam City was three years ago...

etc!

How is this possible?

Lawrence has worked in Antoine's perfume workshop for many years. In his memory...the vague frame, but lacks real details.

Everything has become extremely chaotic, and time experience cannot match it at all.

Who is behind the scenes?

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

But why is the current situation happening?

Is it simply impossible to do it, or is it done on purpose?

Sigmun thought the brain hurt.

The last message from Onila made him even more puzzled, was Mr. Skinder, was he, Lawrence, or the mysterious Louis?

Is Onila writing some kind of simple prophecy or the truth that will happen?

The more he learned, the more he became more confused.

Where is the lighthouse mentioned in the information? Sigmun searched in his barren memory, but could not find any clues.

"We will find out all this." He remained cautious. There were too many strange things in the extraordinary world, and he could not believe everything this woman said.

Sigmun plans to take a detour to the investigation and consulting company and ask the little fat Harris to help him monitor Onira.

It wasn't that he had imagined that all this was fictional by Onira, but that his own memories were only broken, which made him more inclined to Onira's rhetoric than Lawrence.

It was getting late, and after talking about some details, Sigmun left the cafe with all the information he had obtained from Onira.

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

"What are you doing here?!" When Antoine saw Sigmon, her face suddenly became gloomy.

"I have some questions to ask you."

"Not welcome here...pa!"

Before Antoine could finish her words, Sigmon threw the paper in his hand over.

“Master-level perfume formula is enough for your workshop to bring back life.”

"you……"

In recent times, the name Sigmun has been very popular in the upper class of Liam City, especially among the female group.

Some people even publicly stated that as long as Sigmun can provide an opportunity, in addition to normal financial rewards, she can try her best to meet certain requirements of Sigmun herself.

So even if it is not customized in private, a perfume molecular formula prepared by a master is valuable.

Antoine opened his mouth. He was a pure businessman and finally swallowed the words of rejection.

"What do you want to ask? Statement in advance that it cannot be related to Rhela!"

Sigmun now had no mood to pay attention to those stupid things, and asked straight to the point, "How long have you known Lawrence?"

“It’s been quite long.”

"How many years?" Sigmun asked.

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

"How did you know each other?" Sigmun continued to ask, having confirmed the guess in his heart.

"It's just that he recruits workers normally, and then he comes here."

"Where is Rilla, when did she know Lawrence?"

"Of course I met since I was a child. Rilla was only a teenager when Lawrence came, wait, it's not right! When she was so old, her mother had not passed away, and they probably hadn't moved to Liam City yet..."

Antoine frowned, "It's been too long, I can't remember it." He tightened the white paper in his hand, fearing that Sigmun would take it back from him again.

There is no need to ask any more questions, Antoine's expression says it all.

No wonder Rilla fell in love with Lawrence. It is undeniable that Lawrence is indeed a very attractive man, but a normal girl is basically unlikely to have a love between men and women for the men who grow up with her.

But the strange thing happens to be 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 was a huge tear in the deviation of memory and the feeling of reality.

So what about Lawrence? What's wrong with him?

If he is really only 29 years old, who is Sigmun?
Chapter completed!