"Didn't she come out?"

There were several girls whispering outside the door.

"No, it's been a whole day. I haven't eaten or drank."

"How can this continue?"

There was a knock on the door, very polite.

"Chloe, open the door."

Inside the door, Chloe walked around the room anxiously. When she heard the shouts of other nuns outside the door, she covered her ears, "It's all fake...it's all fake..." she repeated

road.

During the twenty-four hours after she returned to the convent, she had been sitting in her room, never leaving. Even the slightest movement would make her startle and jump.

Ever since she saw those bizarre monsters in her nightmares, she has been afraid of her dreams. Tyral Abbey is her second home in this world, and she has never left it since she was sent here when she was nine years old.

She felt that if the people in the monastery turned into the monsters she had seen before, her spirit might not be able to withstand the torture.

"Chloe, open the door. Sister Shanissa asked us to bring your dinner." The nun outside the door said again.

"Put it at the door. I'm a little uncomfortable." She leaned against the door and said.

"Are you okay? You've been acting weird since yesterday."

"Very well, you...don't ask any more questions."

"Okay..." The nun outside the door hesitated.

"What else is going on?" she asked.

"Your family sent a letter."

A moment of silence.

squeak.

The door opened, and Chloe stood at the door, holding the threshold with one hand and holding the other hand behind her back, holding a paper knife in the hand behind her back.

However, the person standing outside the door was not a monster, but just an ordinary nun. She had a few freckles on her face, was short, and was very simple and kind. She was holding a dinner plate with broccoli on it.

and braised red beans.

"You finally came out."

The girl took a breath and handed her a letter with a wax stamp, "Look, it's from England."

Chloe forced a smile, inserted the paper knife behind her waist without leaving any trace, and took the dinner plate and the letter.

"Thank you, Weiwei."

After saying that, a touch of tenderness welled up in her heart, and she lowered her head and kissed her companion on the cheek. The touch really made her want to cry.

The girl blushed with embarrassment, "I hate it, what are you doing?" she whispered.

"fine."

Chloe let out a long sigh.

"Go back."

The little back of the nun disappeared, and Chloe closed the door and sat in the room, ignoring the food and opening the letter immediately.

[Chloe, I have found a solution to your magic runaway problem, but you need to return to the UK first. Don’t worry, I will send someone to pick you up. 】

Love you, Nico.

The letter was very short, and the content did not surprise Chloe at all, because she had also received such a letter in the real world of time and space.

She came to her dressing table and touched a black and white photo on the dressing table. In the photo, there was an old man and a little girl who was only as high as his waist. The background was Big Ben in England.

The little girl smiled happily, and the old man grinned widely. However, now Chloe could see a trace of deep worry and uneasiness on her great-great-great-grandfather's smiling face.

The memories of her childhood were already very vague to her. She only vaguely remembered that the streets of London were often overflowing with rain, and the white fog in the sky made everyone's back look like an island in the sea.

Of course, there is also the taciturn great-great-great-grandfather, who seems to be her only relative, which is strange. Although she also has many other relatives, such as uncles, uncles, and aunts, when they look at her, they always have a vague feeling.

There is a sense of alienation, even from her parents.

She knew that her parents looked at her with respect and fear, but not much love.

She once asked her great-great-great-grandfather countless times why her parents never kissed her. Every time, he would tell her with a smile that they love you very much, but they are not good at expressing it. After that, he would hug her and kiss her.

forehead.

Now, Chloe no longer believed these lies. She felt that her parents probably really didn't love her. After all, she had been at Tyral Monastery for six or seven years, and they had not even written a letter to her.

After thinking about it, she felt that it was because she couldn't control her magic power and always caused trouble to others.

Chloe doesn't think there's anything special about her abilities. She also has the blood of wizards flowing in her body. Wizards can always do some weird things, and maybe time travel is just a trivial one among them.

On the contrary, it was only after she was sent to the Teral Abbey in France by her grandfather that she rarely experienced the warmth of home. Everyone here treated her very well, and it was not just superficial respect and love.

They will play games with her and joke with her. Here are the stern and nagging Shanissa, the silent but gentle Father Reid, the cute and cute companion Vivian, and those who are responsible for their care.

Babies, those babies will giggle non-stop when they see themselves during the day, and cry endlessly when they see themselves at night.

Father Reid knew her special abilities very clearly. He would come to her house exactly before her magic went wild every time, telling her to calm down, let nature take its course, and give her heart to God.

Although she didn't like the aftereffects of being completely paralyzed and her eyes darkened after the magic rampage ended, she loved the ethereal feeling that the magic rampage brought her. At that moment, it seemed that all obstacles were ineffective, and she

You can see everything happening within a radius of 100 meters.

The movement of all objects became extremely fast. People came and went like lightning, moving things in the monastery. The long-term workers in the square kept carrying firewood up and down, and the cooks in the glass garden came in with baskets.

Going in and out, the apprentices by the well sometimes talked and sometimes whispered, the cats on the roadside chased the dogs, and tomorrow the dogs chased the cats.

The trees kept shaking, the leaves grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, the flowers withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the gargoyle that had stood for thousands of years at the top of the church could undergo subtle changes under her eyes.

At that moment, a huge amount of information was flowing in her mind, and she could overlook all the conditions in the world, as if she was the real master of this world. No one could understand what she felt, the realm that transcended all things.

But, even so.

Nor could she have foreseen the final fate of the monastery.

She sat on the edge of the bed, and a flash of red flashed in her mind, which was the flow of blood.

"hateful!"

Thinking of what happened next, those cold black-robed wizards, she bit her lips tightly, inserted her fingers into her hair, and grabbed her scalp tightly.

After a while, she calmed down her emotions and picked up the letter again, thinking that if she had not received the letter, she would have died right here.

However, what surprised her was that the letters on the letter that had just been normal began to squirm on their own, some evaporated, some reorganized, and finally turned into a short sentence.

【Change everything.】

Chloe shuddered and threw the letter away.

The letter was fluttering and fell to the ground.

Like placing a glass of mellow liquor in front of an alcoholic, the dream directly saw through her truest thoughts.

"No, no, nothing can be done."

Chloe said to herself, she still remembered the last words Hoffa said to herself.

If it is not necessary, do not create it.

That's the famous Occam's razor. The boy is reminding himself that if you want nothing to happen, don't do anything.

She opened the window and looked at Paris at night, wanting to take advantage of the cold wind outside the window to wake herself up.

There was no cold wind outside the window, but there were fighter planes passing by in the sky, and the low roar they made when flying. The air defense sirens blaring in the distance made her feel uneasy.

At this moment, the boundary between reality and fantasy begins to blur.

The simple sentence on the letter started to multiply in her mind like a virus.

【Change everything】

First it was the monastery, then Mary. There were too many anomalies and accidents in this world, which made her deeply aware of the impermanence and uncontrollability of fate.

Can you change history? If you have the chance.

Maybe she could try it. Finally, she stood up and picked up the letter.

"I have to give it a try," she said.

Opening the door, she left her room and walked quickly towards Sister Shanissa's room.

She didn't know if the nun was asleep, but she was the leader of this monastery. If she told her about the coming of the German wizard, she might be able to change things that were once unstoppable.

The monastery shimmered with dim figures in the night, which were the shadows cast by street lamps on the streets of Paris, shining on the ground through the stained glass with paintings of Jesus and the Virgin.

Fear was like an indigestible meal in her stomach. She could only pray silently to God, praying not to encounter that unknown monster.

Fortunately, it seems that this dream has corrected its evil ways and made up its mind not to play those cheap tricks again.

Arriving at the door of Sister Shanissa's office, she took a deep breath and wanted to knock on the door. However, a strange moaning sound came from the door, which made her hand freeze in front of the door.

"Don't worry, um...wait a minute, is the child okay now?" a man asked in a low voice.
To be continued...