It seems that the potion has some side effects. Do you remember who your parents are? "
After asking for a while, Wizard Ethan asked this question with a serious expression.
Tyria opened her mouth to answer but immediately froze. Two silhouettes appeared clearly in her mind. At the same time, names were on the tip of her tongue but it felt like there was a layer of gauze, like the content of a dream. She could not tell if it was real or not.
However, seeing Wizard Ethan staring at her with a frown, she still answered, "It's Merrick and … Anna."
"Phew, it seems that the symptoms are not that serious."
Ethan's answer made Tyria inexplicably breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that at least she remembered some things. This was much better than forgetting everything.
However, Ethan quickly asked, "Then do you remember how we came to Berg Village?"
"Berg … Village? What is this place? "
Tyria was at a loss. When she woke up, she only felt that the place was unfamiliar. She did not think that she would be in a village that she had never heard of.
At this moment, Naifey began to explain. According to her, high-order Wizard Ethan had offended the Earl during a celebration and had no choice but to dismiss his apprentices and hide in the wilderness. As Naifey was identified as an "accomplice" by the Earl, she was also banished. She simply joined Wizard Ethan and left with him.
Originally, Tyriya could have gone back and continued to be a noble lady, but she resolutely chose to break off relations with her parents and left the city with Wizard Ethan. It was said that they had traveled west for a long time before they arrived at this village and settled down there.
These words made Tyria completely dumbfounded because she did not remember these things at all. However, looking at Wizard Ethan and Naifey's natural expressions, Tyria did not question anything for the time being.
"Rest well. It's okay if you can't remember. At least your language and word recognition skills have not changed. You just lost a period of memory. This situation has been recorded before. Perhaps you can gradually recover after a period of time. Alright, I'll go get busy. Wizard Naifey, if it's possible, come and take care of her. "
"Alright!"
After a conversation, Wizard Ethan left. Naifey chatted with her for a while and told Tyria the time and place for dinner. She also advised her to go out for a walk to relax. Perhaps she would feel better.
Tyria was thinking of going out, so she opened the wardrobe, put on a familiar robe, and left the house.
When the working villagers saw her, they all looked at her with reverence, not daring to take the initiative to strike up a conversation. Seeing this scene, Tyria suddenly had a strange thought in her mind: They are all fake.
Tyria was startled by this thought, and hurriedly stared at the peasant woman who passed by.
The latter felt uncomfortable under the strange gaze and asked timidly, "Lord Mage … Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Er … are you a villager living here?"
"Yes, yes."
Tyria looked around and asked, "Then, may I ask where this place is?"
***
Two days later, Roddy sat in the control room and received the latest Cullen Times. The title of the front page read, "The Lassiman Nation and the Kingdom of Karen Actively Conduct Arms Trade." The second page was about "Demon Anatomy Research." The third page was about the latest magic discoveries and papers.
The fourth page was about the livelihood of the people, followed by some news from various regions. The last page was about the entertainment section, such as jokes and gossip. He carefully flipped through the pages without saying a word. He only flipped to the second page and carefully pondered over every word on this page.
"She no longer has any doubts now."
Camilla's voice came from the side. Her eyes were fixed on Tyria, who had been standing in the laboratory for a long time. For the past two days, whenever she had free time, she would go outside to observe the farmers. Occasionally, she would even do some strange things. But today, she had obviously given up on such attempts and had seriously immersed herself in magic research.
"Naifey is quite into it."
Roddy glanced at the figure on the other side of the laboratory. He was surprised that the relationship between Naifey and Tyria seemed to have improved by leaps and bounds. Everyone in the control room could see that Tyria obviously trusted Naifey. She would even go along with her emotions.
Through Naifey's reminder, Tyria "remembered" that she had "fallen off a carriage". This "amnesia" became the reason for this "amnesia". Mage Ethan said that the fall was very likely to have caused brain damage, and the potion was probably just a trigger, causing similar symptoms and so on.
There was no way to verify this theory, but it sounded reasonable. Together with the seamless reaction of the villagers, Tyria finally confirmed that she should not be dreaming. Gradually, her doubts faded. Now, she had already devoted her attention to magic.
Seeing that Tyria was talking to Naifey again, Camilla worriedly whispered, "Do we need to … ask her to pay attention? After all, that guy is not a good person … "
Roddy, however, shook his head. "What needs to be said has been said. The rest is up to Naifey. If she wants to care about everything, it will backfire. "
"But she's still young. I'm afraid she doesn't have the ability to judge …"
"If she knows what's important, she will naturally know how to judge. Trust her. That's why she's shouldering this heavy responsibility. Don't worry. "
Roddy gently held Camilla's hand. The latter pursed her lips and did not dare to move. She muttered in a low voice, "You trust her more than I do …"
"If parents don't trust their children, they won't grow up. Back then, I …"
At this point, Roddy could not help but laugh and stopped talking.
Camilla, on the other hand, was immersed in this atmosphere. When she realized that Roddy had stopped talking, she felt inexplicably disappointed. However, she quickly adjusted her emotions and raised her eyebrows. "She noticed the newspaper."
In the laboratory, Mage Ethan casually placed the Cullen Daily on the table. When Tyria passed by, she turned her head to take a look and was suddenly attracted by the title.
She did not dare to touch Mage Ethan's things. However, the latter noticed Tyria's concerns and said while mixing the potions, "I've finished reading the newspaper. If you want to read it, you can take it when you're resting."
Tyria hurriedly bowed and thanked him. After that, she obediently put away the newspaper and waited until all the tasks for the day were done before returning to the dormitory. She took out the newspaper and started reading.
Tyrion's expression didn't change in the slightest when she read the words' Devil '. She quickly flipped to the next page. It was obvious that Tyrion had completely forgotten her original identity. She didn't even have a concept of what a' Devil 'was.
Seeing this, Roddy and Crupus finally heaved a sigh of relief. However, they soon realized that Tyria's attention was focused on the third edition of the spell thesis. She eagerly read through the summary of the thesis. After that, she read the current political news word by word and selected keywords to write in her notebook. It was obvious that she was trying to build an impression of the current highest ruling structure.
Soon, Roddy saw that she circled two words in her notebook: "Cabinet" and "Hollier City".
I've been busy lately. I've been going to the hospital for an important matter: I'm going to be a father.
To be honest, I'm quite at a loss.
I'll try my best to keep up with the updates. It's just that the storm on Qidian has been quite serious lately, and I'm a little worried. I've written the beginning of the new book several times, and to be honest, I'm a little tired from the interruption of "Men of No Ghosts". I have a lot of things to say. Sometimes, I feel like I'm in the same state as most of my peers.
(End of this chapter)
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