Yes, Madam Prime Minister

Ambriana is relatively rounded, with slightly rounded toes, like a little girl, wrapped in white silk with a pearlescent texture, which is both cute and youthful.

Elena is tall, so her feet are relatively large and long, with her second toe also being slightly longer. The toes and heels of her black stockings are stretched to a semi-transparent state. Such feet are not suitable for gently holding and playing with, but rather for grabbing and kneading vigorously.

Alice was petite; she wasn't short, but she had a small frame, and her pantyhose were a uniform black.

Ambrina pulled out a bar of lavender soap from somewhere, broke it into four pieces, and gave one to each person. After washing her face, she was the first to take off her pantyhose, took a few steps forward, and dipped her feet into the lake to wash them.

After washing up, the four young girls sat on a blanket, looking at the lake reflecting the moonlight, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

“I’m sorry to have dragged you into this,” Nadi said suddenly, removing her headscarf and forehead ornament.

Not only Elena and Alice, but even Ambrina was stunned.

After a moment of silence, Elena shrugged and laughed, "This is interesting. I thought it was hypocritical enough that the followers of the Seven Saints Cult thanked God before eating meat, but I didn't expect there to be something even more hypocritical. They even apologized before eating meat."

“If you are willing to serve my Lord, I can guarantee that you will be safe,” Nadi said, her tone completely different from her previous cold and distant manner, even carrying a hint of fervor.

Elena slapped her thigh and laughed, "Really? Then I'll give you a guarantee too. If you surrender to us now, I can ask the young master to spare your life. We're short of a dog."

"Elena, what nonsense are you talking about?" Alice was a little annoyed with Elena. Ronan had instructed them to try and extract information from her, but how could they get anything out of her now that she had caused such a scene?

"Can't I tease her a little?" Elena asked Alice.

After saying that, Elena grabbed the edge of the blanket, dried her feet vigorously, quickly put on her pantyhose, and then grabbed her black top-grain calfskin boots and put them on.

Before leaving, Elena stared directly into Nadi's eyes without hiding her anger. A flash of amber light appeared in her pupils, and Nadi was momentarily stunned when she saw it.

Elena then turned and left.

Midway through, Elena ran into Ronan, who asked, "How was it?"

“My feeling was right. The maid pushing the wheelchair is just like me,” Elena replied. She had just spoken harshly and deliberately glared at Nadi with her golden eyes before leaving, just to see Nadi’s reaction. Judging from Nadi’s reaction, she had obviously seen golden eyes before, and if there was no doubt, it was the same kind of golden eyes she had seen on that blonde maid.

Ronan gave a thumbs up. "Beautiful, Elena."

“Of course.” Elena said smugly.

"How is Alice doing?" Ronan asked.

“I don’t know,” Elena replied. “With her skill level, it should be fine.”

Elena had probably done something to make things more difficult for Alice. Ronan, who had guessed this, sighed and pinched Elena's cheek. "You're such a child. You have to make a fuss even at a time like this."

"I was actually playing a supporting role." Elena was incredibly shameless. "Young Master, you mentioned something before, one wearing a red human skin mask and the other wearing a white human skin mask."

"Alright, that's enough." Ronan was speechless. What the hell was that red and white leather mask?

Ronan and Elena returned to the camp. After a long while, Ambrina and the others also returned. Alice nodded slightly and winked at Ronan, clearly having managed to glean some information.

Afterwards, everyone went to sleep. They had been walking all day, which had taken a toll on their energy, and they had also drunk alcohol with a high alcohol content. Soon they all drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, a little below the summit of the hill, in a shallow cave near the cliff, everyone woke up one after another.

Ronan opened his eyes, got up from the haystack, and walked out of the cave. The wind blowing in his face instantly woke him up.

Looking around and then back at the cave, he couldn't help but say, "If it were me, I definitely wouldn't choose such a place as a temporary camp. If something goes wrong, it won't be easy to escape."

“That’s right,” John, a middle-aged man who was walking this way, chimed in, indicating his agreement.

"What are you talking about?" Frederick asked as he came over.

“I told you we shouldn’t have chosen this place to camp,” John replied. “Our team leader is really something.”

“I wouldn’t choose this place to camp. I remember, um.” Nadi was about to say that she remembered it was the result of a discussion, but she couldn’t recall the details at all, so she asked, “Who suggested camping here?”

At this point, Ronan, the middle-aged John Frederick, also tried to recall, and then realized a fact.

Everything about what happened after the sun started to set yesterday is a blur.

Chapter 74 Memory erased, location reset, took a shower

I can't say I have no memory at all; I can vaguely sense that I did something, but if I try to clearly recall a memory, I can't do it at all.

Ronan pondered for a moment, forming some guesses. Deciding to verify them, he looked at the middle-aged man, John, and tentatively asked, "Mr. John, did I mention the priests to you last night?"

“No,” John replied.

"Are you sure?" Ronan asked again.

“Of course,” John said with certainty. If Ronan were to bring up the topic of priests, he would never agree, even if he were completely drunk.

Ronan fell into deep thought. After arriving in this valley, he planned to say a few words to John about the priests, and then say something to win him and Frederick over, sowing the seeds of suspicion. This was his plan, and he couldn't possibly go against it.

Moreover, in his hazy memory, he seemed to have done just that.

But John denied it, saying he did not do so.

Based on the similarities to amnesia, Ronan had already reached a conclusion: "I think our memories after the sun began to set have been erased. Those vague memories are not things we actually remember, but rather things we intended to do that formed vague memories. Of course, the most crucial point is that we shouldn't have camped here in the first place. Logically, we should have camped at the foot of the mountain."

The middle-aged man stroked his chin. "You mean, our memories have been wiped clean, and our locations have been reset to where we were before the sun began to set?"

His last clear memory was of organizing his thoughts, preparing to explain to Frederick the unusual nature of the sun.

"Maybe we've had too much to drink?" Frederick tried to offer an explanation.

No one cares about him.

Nadi lowered her head in thought, having already tentatively accepted Ronan's conjecture. After a moment, she said, "Let's check the consumption of food and wine."

Ronan woke up the two maids and Ambrina, and together they checked the dry rations and wine they carried. The check revealed that they had probably eaten two meals.

This result means that if they lose their memory, they lose half a day's worth of memory.

All I can say is that this result isn't too bad.

Ronan looked at the sun. "Look at the position of this sun. It's not in the morning, but it's the same as when we first noticed the sun's abnormality, like the sun at noon. If things go well, our memories will be erased from when it started to set, and the period from now until it sets will be preserved. If things go badly, maybe the next erasure will send our memories back to yesterday."

"Whichever it is, we must hurry. The memory has been erased and the location has been reset. We need to find the temple as soon as possible."

"That's what John, the middle-aged man, said."

Nadi said, "You three men form a group, and we four form a group."

Splitting up is necessary. This way, she can ensure that she can keep an eye on Ronan while maintaining a balance of power, and Ronan won't have to worry about them making a move, which is acceptable to him.

“Okay,” Ronan agreed.

The group descended the mountain as quickly as possible. Along the way, Ronan proposed dividing the valley into six areas, with the task for the day being for each of the two groups to search one area.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, a thorough search began.

The next morning, Ronan and his party woke up once again in a shallow cave on the mountaintop.

It was almost a replay of yesterday morning's events. Realizing something was wrong, and after some verification, I confirmed that I had amnesia and that my location had been reset.

Unlike yesterday, when checking their food and water consumption, they discovered that they had already used up two days' worth, which meant that it was now their third day in the valley.

However, their memories end when the sun begins to set on the first day, meaning that the situation is worse; their memories of the second day are completely erased.

"Don't worry, I will definitely propose to divide the search area into six on the second day, and it will definitely be done in order, namely Zone 1 and Zone 2, which we have already searched yesterday."

Ronan believed that even if he lost his memory, he would still be able to come up with solutions and would never be at a loss because of amnesia.

“Today we’ll search Zones Three and Four,” Ronan said confidently. “Amnesia is nothing to me.”

On the fourth day, the same scenario repeated itself.

Ronan arranged for a search of Districts 5 and 6.

Day .

"You mean we've searched the entire valley over the past few days?" Frederick asked Ronan.

“That’s right. Although we have no memory of it, we have definitely searched the entire valley over the past three days,” Ronan replied with certainty.

Frederick remained skeptical, "What makes you so sure? None of us know what happened in the last three days."

"You'd better not trust your own judgment, but trust the judgment of my past self. My past self would definitely push everything toward the best possible outcome."

Ronan said.

"Well then, tell me, what should we do next?" Frederick asked.

“The problem is in this mountain, or rather, right here.” As he spoke, Ronan looked back at the cave, the place where they were reset to every day.

"Are you sure?" John, the middle-aged man, asked.

"It's uncertain, but we've ruled out the valley area below the mountain over the past three days. As for where we're resetting, do you believe it's okay?"

Ronan said that he had suspected the cave from the beginning, but the shallow cave didn't seem to have anything unusual about it.

Three days have already passed, and the area in the valley below the mountain has been thoroughly searched. We can only start from here.

Then, the group began to examine the cave with utmost care.

To be honest, this cave is really small. The entrance is only a little over two meters high and a little over three meters deep. There are no traces of human intervention. It looks like an ordinary cave.

A few minutes later, the group had tried all their methods but found nothing unusual.

This time, Frederick didn't voice any objections, because now was no time for idle chatter.

Ronan believed in himself, and Frederick believed in himself. He believed he would at most last until yesterday before requesting to leave the team. He would definitely leave this valley alone, but now he was here.

This only proves one thing: even if he leaves this valley, he will be reset to this place.

In a sense, they are under a "curse" and will be trapped here forever if they cannot break it.

“I have a question,” Ambrina suddenly said.

Instantly, everyone's eyes were focused on her, awaiting her question.

“I’ve taken a shower,” Ambrina said.

Upon hearing this, Frederick and John couldn't help but wonder if this noble lady had lost her mind.

Ambrina then said with great certainty, “I will never take a cold shower; there is hot water somewhere here.”

Ronan's eyes lit up instantly; this was definitely a piece of information worth noting.

Theoretically, there shouldn't be any hot water in this valley.

Chapter 75 Nothingness is existence, right is wrong, nature is unnatural.

"Let's go to Area Six."

Ronan said.

"How can you be sure it's Area Six?" Frederick asked. This time, he wasn't questioning Ronan as usual, but rather, after realizing they couldn't get out, he was now more anxious than anyone else.

“First, those four women are in charge of areas two, four, and six. Second, if she took a hot shower the day before yesterday, she would have mentioned it yesterday. Once she mentioned it, I would definitely try to remind myself today. But I didn’t receive any reminder today. So, she took a hot shower yesterday, which proves that the anomaly is in area six.”

Ronan briefly described the process of pushing the accelerator.

"Which side is Zone Six?" Frederick asked again.

Ronan pointed to the foot of the opposite mountain, "If I were planning the area, according to my habits, area six would be that area."

The group quickly descended the mountain and headed straight for Area Six.

However, upon arrival, it was discovered that Area Six consisted only of a stream about one meter wide formed by water flowing down from a small waterfall in the mountains. The stream flowed into a large lake in the middle. The water was not cold, but it was definitely not hot either.

“There’s no hot water at all,” Frederick said.

"It's precisely because there's no hot water on the surface that she used a hot shower to record this anomaly," Ronan said. "This place is already an alternate dimension, and there are alternate dimensions within alternate dimensions. Isn't that quite normal?"

Ronan estimated that the situation at the time was that Ambrina accidentally entered some other dimension. After entering, she dared not make any rash moves, but she knew very well that her memories would be erased and her location would be reset, so she had to find a way to record this information. Since she happened to find hot water, she used magic to take out the bathing supplies in her body and took a good bath. When she woke up the next morning, she was able to find that she had taken a bath.

At that time, the other three members of the same group should have noticed that Ambrina was missing and immediately went to the same location as her, but they were unable to enter the alternate dimension like her.

Later, it is estimated that Ronan and his group were called in. Ronan himself probably did not find a way to enter the alternate dimension. Until nightfall, everyone lost consciousness, their memories of that day were wiped, and they were teleported to the location of the cave.

"I couldn't find the entrance to this alternate dimension yesterday? How interesting, really interesting."

Ronan muttered to himself, his composure fading away, replaced by a strange, delighted smile.

Frederick, whose face was already covered in a full beard, John, a middle-aged man whose hair was starting to turn into a bird's nest, and Nadi, who had taken off her forehead ornament and headscarf because she was in the way, all looked at Ronan. Could it be that he had lost his mind and was having mental problems?

Only Elena and Alice understood Ronan's state. Ronan's appearance indicated that he was no longer the calm, smiling civil servant, but a young man who felt challenged.

The last time Ronan was in this state was when he was stumped by a magical puzzle toy, and the time before that was when he was playing cards with a gambler and lost thirteen hands in a row.

"Is Mr. Ronan alright?" Ambrina asked Alice in a low voice.

“He’s perfectly fine,” Alice replied.

“That’s right,” Elena echoed.

Ronan's personality was just like his fetish; what aroused his desire most was the sight of a woman in an elegant long dress walking at dusk, her skirt billowing as she walked, revealing a glimpse of the bright color of her stockings.