"Is this...that kind of magic mirror magic? Lawrence can do it too?" Mordred pointed at Lawrence who had buckled himself in the hood, with a little...questioning on his face.
Hearing the question in Mordred's tone, Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned and sighed.
"Miss Lawrence must have her own reasons for doing this. Let's wait a moment."
"She will not be the creator of disaster, I believe her."
Sizzling——
The sound of electric current came, and a small light screen appeared in Mashu's arms.
"Request communication! Request communication!" Roman's extremely surprised voice came from the small light screen, "Matthew! Ritsuka! Lawrence! Camilla! Whoever it is, answer me! Answer me quickly!!
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"Doctor!?" Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu both looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at each other, "Communication has been restored!"
"Great! Finally a response! What happened to you over there? Is it easy to talk now?" Roman spoke very fast and enunciated his words very clearly.
"We...wait a minute, we have to sort out what has happened so far, ah..." Suddenly Fujimaru Ritsuka felt something, "It seems to be Miss Camilla,
There are messages from Mr. Jekyll and Mr. Kintoki Sakata, they are almost here."
"Mr. Manlio, could you please pick them up?"
Previously, Fujimaru Ritsuka thought that he and others would take a short rest in Fulham, recover their strength, and then go directly to Hillingdon, leave a mark in Fulham, and let the other three cavalry servants go to Hillingdon, but now since
Now that the communication has been restored, let's report on the spot what we have encountered so far at this singularity. We will also wait for the arrival of the other three cavalry servants, and then head to Hillingdon together.
"Well, I'll leave it to you as a teacher, Fujimaru." Manlio nodded, glanced at the gem cover holding Lawrence, and sighed.
He knows that he is the most suitable for such a task. Those who are not good at frontal combat should take the initiative to take on logistics responsibilities, so that the team can get along more harmoniously.
Manlio disappeared and rushed towards the center of London.
Nora sat with Nursery Rhymes, one holding Thumbelina in the palm of her hand, and the other holding the little Puck in the palm of her hand. She smiled happily, full of childlike and joyful atmosphere. She had just consumed the most food.
Mordred was sitting not far away, looking at the two children with a smile, as if he was missing something.
Maybe a childhood that never existed?
And Lawrence...
She knelt on the ground, looking for something in her own corner of the 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 now, after destroying the last object of support, Lawrence...felt something.
No, it should be her intuition reminding her, or it could be that someone is really guiding her, making her think of something, remember something, and notice something.
"Harry...here." She supported herself with her hands and looked at the ground.
The tears fell to the ground, forming small puddles, and Lawrence could clearly see his face through the tears.
No, that's not my face.
Lawrence raised his head suddenly and looked in front of him in disbelief.
His lips were trembling greatly, and what was reflected in his pupils was a face exactly like Lawrence's.
A familiar person stood there, looking down at Lawrence with a gentle smile on his face.
"Hello, sir." She looked at Lawrence, who looked exactly like her, with a smile in her eyes.
Lawrence stood up and looked at her and his lover.
"Hello, miss." She thought for a long time, and finally said these words, and then her tears turned into a smile.
Two identical people faced each other, both smiling, their voices sounding like silver bells.
"Are you an artist? Sir." Harley's phantom continued to ask, the smile on his face still gentle.
"Yes, I am an artist." Lawrence was still answering, but the smile on his face was wet with tears.
She hugged that phantom suddenly, that illusory phantom.
This time, he was unwilling to let her escape from his eyes. Even if he hugged her, he still wanted to look at her in the mirror.
"You must be very tired, Lawrence." Harley also hugged Lawrence and gently stroked Lawrence's back, with a look of regret in her eyes, "You must... be very tired."
"No, I'm not tired." Lawrence let go of Harley's ghost and looked at her face, "As long as I can see you, I will never be tired, Harley, forever."
"Yeah." She also smiled and kept smiling.
There was a little regret in her eyes.
It's great to meet you again, Lawrence.
"Harley, you, wait for me, I will change back soon, just wait for me for a while." Lawrence suddenly noticed that he seemed to be using the appearance of his wife, who was standing in front of him, Harley.
His face suddenly turned red and he spoke hurriedly.
"It's okay Lawrence." Harley grabbed Lawrence's hand and shook her head gently, "As long as you are you, I will always love you, no matter what you look like."
"Harry..." Lawrence looked at her blankly.
"I can only exist here, don't you want to talk to me?" Harley looked at Lawrence with a smile.
"...Yeah." Lawrence smiled with relief, and the gem chair appeared under him. With a slight movement of his palm, the magic formation expanded, covering everyone else, "We...
.We haven’t talked for a long time.”
The others looked at the magic formation that suddenly enveloped them, as well as the two "Miss Lawrence" who appeared in front of them, and they all showed the same expression.
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...
Manlio has arrived at Big Ben.
This was the previously agreed meeting point, and Henry crossed the Thames and headed west.
However, when he arrived here, he felt that something was wrong... something seemed wrong.
The magic power is still abundant in this area, and it is extremely chaotic. Fortunately, there is basically no one in this area anymore, and even if there are people, they are all dead.
"What happened here?" Manlio walked quickly along the street, frowning as he sensed everything around him.
However, after turning around a street, Manlio immediately knew what was happening here.
Thick black clouds shroud this place, and riding here on a black horse is the King of Storms.
She looked down at Henry Jekyll and the other three and asked.
"Let me ask, what is happening in Britain now?"
...
Adrosson is running towards Fulham.
It's better for those people to stay there and destroy my position. Even though the progress is sufficient, they still want to destroy my plan——