Chapter 192 Integration

Author: Youdaoyan

Chapter 192 Integration

It seemed that Milaire's words had an effect, and Clark's panic gradually calmed down.

Taking a deep breath, Clark slowly regained his sanity. He closed his eyes and meditated for a few seconds, and began to examine the memory that had entered his mind from a rational and objective perspective. Suddenly, he discovered a detail in the memory.

That's what the crazy woman said: "Hair is a woman's signature."

"Isn't this what Miss Hera's mother said to her?" Clark was suddenly startled. He realized that the memory fragments he saw did not belong to him, but to Miss Hera.

But what kind of power can do this? Clark didn't know that he had such ability.

Since it is not his own ability, it can only be caused by other factors.

Clark opened his eyes and naturally looked at the cat's tooth bracelet that he threw to the ground. Somehow, when he saw this bracelet again, he felt that there was something evil about it. His heart palpitated unconsciously and he became vigilant.

With a little hesitation, Clark picked up the cat tooth bracelet again. The moment he picked it up, he closed his eyes tightly again. However, this time he did not feel the mental impact of the unfamiliar memory again, but his body felt cold due to the contact.

The cat's teeth began to tremble unconsciously.

Maybe you can only see those memories when you touch the cat tooth bracelet for the first time.

Miriel looked at Clark's weird behavior and thought of Clark's sudden rampage just now. He also secretly guessed the weird ingredients of the cat tooth bracelet, "Is there something wrong with this bracelet?"

Clark apologized to Milaire again and said truthfully: "I'm really sorry, Milaire. I don't know why, but when I touched this bracelet, I saw a memory that didn't belong to me. That memory... was so scary."

, so I couldn’t control myself for a while.”

In this regard, Miriel saw that Clark had regained his composure. She no longer blamed him. After smiling at Clark, she said with some confusion: "With such a weird thing, can I... touch it?"

Clark felt that there was probably something wrong with the cat tooth bracelet. In his heart, he actually didn't want Mirel to touch it, but he felt it was necessary to let Mirel experience it for himself so that the other party could trust him.

Milaire looked doubtful and picked up the bracelet handed over by Clark.

Clark immediately became nervous, as if facing a formidable enemy, his limbs were in a state of exerting force at any time. As long as Miriel made the slightest movement, he would immediately control the opponent.

Seeing Miriel's eyes slowly darken, that silent expression made Clark feel tremendous pressure. It was hard to imagine that this was the lively, cheerful and considerate girl just now, but instead she looked like a ruthless girl killer.

The moment Miriel showed a hint of ferocity, Clark immediately walked around behind the other person and hugged him tightly, letting the other person struggle in his arms. There was huge strange power hidden in that petite body. Clark almost failed.

Control the girl.

He shook left and right, shook off the cat's tooth bracelet from Miraire's hand, and called Miraire over and over again, trying to calm the girl down.

After an unknown amount of time, Clark finally felt that the strength of the girl's struggle in his arms was slowly weakening, and the crazy roar gradually turned into pitiful sobs.

Realizing that Mirel had also been freed from that horrific memory, he quickly let go of her, held her face, wiped away the tears on her fair face, and said with relief: "It's okay, it's okay, that's not

Your memories are not your memories. You are not wrong. You don’t have to suffer from this memory..."

As he said this, Clark felt a surge of nostalgia in his heart, but before he had time to recall it, he, who was always highly alert to the outside world, heard the sound of soft footsteps coming from outside the door.

"Someone is coming." Clark whispered, and his nervousness instantly infected the crying Miriel.

The girl immediately stopped her sad mood and asked nervously: "We... what should we do? Do we want to hide?"

Clark thought quickly, and soon came up with an idea. He pushed Miriel into the closet, picked up the ax on the ground and gave it to him. Before closing the closet door, he warned: "Hide inside first and wait for the opportunity."

act.”

"But what should you do?" Milaire asked hurriedly, stopping the door from closing with one hand.

"I want to show my cards." Clark took a deep breath. This castle was too strange. He no longer wanted to pursue the truth, nor did he want to analyze who the good guys and bad guys were.

Mirel actually had several opportunities to kill himself before. When he lost his mind due to the mysterious power of the cat's tooth bracelet, he would attack but not resist. The opponent could always hold an ax in his hand, and he could raise the knife and drop it at any time.

He killed himself, but the other party didn't do it.

Regardless of whether there was any reason, Clark didn't want to think about pursuing it anymore. He picked up the hammer on the ground and stood there with sweat on his face. He watched Hera's room door being slowly pushed open, and the girl behind the room door was pressed against it.

The small stool made a squeaking sound.

The person pushing the door seemed to have expected it, and the speed of pushing the door was still leisurely. Then a hand wearing white gloves touched the edge of the door, and Butler Valente's cold face took the lead in peeking out from behind the door.

come out.

Clark's hammer came down the moment the opponent's head came out. It was his hard-fought blow.

However, Butler Valente reacted quickly. The moment he realized the danger, his other hand moved and grabbed the handle of Clark's dropped hammer. As if he was extremely powerful, a pair of gray eyes looked at him coldly.

Clark said in a low tone: "Mr. Clark's way of saying hello is really special."

At the same time, from the corner of Clark's eyes, he noticed the beautiful face huddled under Butler Valente, but there was a crazy expression on his face, and a sharp cold light passed across his field of vision. Clark was shocked and paled at the sight.

He opened the hammer and took a few steps back.

He heard a sharp wind-cutting sound across Clark's chin, and the coldness flashed away. A burning tingling sensation came from his chin, and he felt warm blood flowing out of the wound.

Clark stepped back repeatedly and finally stopped. He covered his chin with one hand and smelled the smell of blood coming from his chin. The warmth passed through his palms and fingertips and flowed to the ground.

"You!?" Clark looked at the two people who appeared at the same time in shock. Butler Valente, who seemed to have become a bit bloated and burly, and Miss Hera, who looked crazy, opened the door and stood at the door with their backs to the light.

The two bodies were strangely entangled at this time. Miss Hera's originally straight and slender legs were now spirally wrapped around Butler Valente's legs like ropes. Miss Hera's back was in contact with Butler Valente's.

Their chests were tightly glued together, as if they were growing together.

They blend into one.
Chapter completed!