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"Indeed, you were also in the lab last time. It was my negligence. Fortunately, no trouble occurred."

Her meaning was obvious.

If we want to trace back to when Kal'tsit was contaminated by the evil spirit, it must be when she was in the laboratory of the Dome Research Station.

Typhon was not careful enough at that time. He was so busy drawing cards that he forgot to draw you... ahem, he was so busy checking on Kristen and dealing with the Firelord Safar behind him that he forgot to protect Kal'tsit, who was also an ordinary person in his eyes.

Typhon pursed his lips in shame, but fortunately it was not too late. She walked forward and circled around Kal'tsit several times, but blinked in surprise:

“Hey, there’s no smell of pollution.”

Kal'tsit crossed her arms and snorted coldly:

"That's natural, because I'm not contaminated in any way."

Typhon hesitated for a moment, turned around, looked at Ernst, then glanced at Kal'tsit, and suggested:

"I don't know how you did it, but why don't you try to slap her in the face? To prevent future troubles?"

Kelsey was stunned.

She was a little confused about what kind of trouble Typhon was talking about.

You are talking about the devil, right? You must be talking about the devil, right? Nod your head!

Just as Ernst began to look at his palm hesitantly, in the room, next to the worried Amiya, the professional she brought finally spoke up and expressed his opinion.

"Hey~ Sammy's witch doctor tricks don't work. If you ask me, Kal'tsit is not contaminated at all."

Kal'tsit immediately turned her head and looked at Warfarin with some gratitude in her eyes.

After all, our own people in Rhodes Island are reliable. Look, this usually naughty and mischievous outstanding graduate of Bridge University, Warfarin, can speak a few words like a human being, right?

The most useful episode of Warfarin!

She quickly agreed: "Warfarin is right. We must believe in science."

Warfarin: "The contamination of the devil is easy to identify. Miss Typhon, you Sami people should know it very well."

She walked in front of Kal'tsit and entered the serious state of a miracle doctor:

"Dr. Kelsey, if you have a bathtub full of water in front of you and you are given a spoon and a basin, and you need to empty the bathtub, what would you do?"

Kal'tsit answered without hesitation: "Use a basin."

Warfarin: “….”

Warfarin said nothing, but looked at Kal'tsit deeply, that look was full of all kinds of emotions: pity, regret, memories, remembrance, Kal'tsit was so scared that she sighed deeply, turned around, turned her back to the crowd, nodded to Typhon and said:

"Look, this isn't cognitive pollution. It's at most... Alzheimer's disease."

It's hard to say that the voice didn't contain a hint of disappointment, and the tone also contained a bit of final stubbornness and hardness.

She suppressed the corners of her mouth that kept rising, held Amiya's shoulders, and comforted her:

"Amiya, you have to be strong even if you are alone. It's okay. Even if Kal'tsit is gone, everyone in Rhodes Island will still support you."

Amiya was a little overwhelmed: "Is Dr. Kal'tsit really sick?"

"She is still so young, how could it be possible?"

Huafalin raised her palm and waved it in front of her:

"Don't look at her like that. She's much older than me, but she doesn't look old."

"Warfarin!"

Kal'tsit finally couldn't help it. She stood up, her expression more serious than ever before.

"I'm really not sick. I just had a dream. I dreamed about something... not so good!"

"Don't keep playing tricks here. How can a blood demon like you not be able to tell whether I'm sick or not?"

Huafalin took a half step back, turned away awkwardly, twirled her white hair with her old fingers, and muttered:

"Who can tell what's going on in the brain?"

"So you want to study brain medicine in depth? As it happens, I know a very good place on Rhodes Island where you can see the sunrise, feel the evening breeze, admire the double moons, and enjoy the wilderness. Why don't you study there for ten days or half a month, and when you have learned something, come here to 'treat' me! How do you think?"

Kal'tsit emphasized the word "cure". Warfarin pursed her lips and shook her head quickly:

"It's not necessary, it's not necessary."

Those who don’t know may think that the place Kal’tsit was talking about is some luxury villa in Rhodes Island. Those who know may have rich experience studying at the Bridge University.

Huafalin turned her head with some grievance:

"Kelsey is not sick, she is not sick."

Xinteleya, who was standing behind Ernst, pursed her lips:

"If you feel threatened, just blink."

Huafalin's ruby ​​eyes blinked violently several times, and then widened.

She was threatened, but it is also true that Kal'tsit is not sick.

It’s not that easy for this old lynx to get sick. Maybe one day even she, the blood demon, will get anemia, and she may not even see Kal’tsit get sick.

She probably really had some shameful dreams, which is why she did those things that attracted attention. But this was beyond the scope of Warfarin's medical knowledge.

Strictly speaking, this requires a psychic Originium Warlock, but that type of warlock generally does not work as a doctor. They are guests of honor of nobles or important figures.

Of course, it's not impossible to find Amiya, but Kal'tsit never lets Amiya feel her emotions.

She felt that the emotion was too heavy and was not good for the little rabbit's mental health.

No matter what her level is or how chaotic her operations are, Kal'tsit undoubtedly still cares about Amiya. After the Doctor went into hibernation and Theresa died, Kal'tsit became both Amiya's teacher and mother. If it weren't for her devoted teaching and protection, it would be hard to imagine that a little girl who is not even 10 years old could take on the responsibility of reorganizing the Tower of Babel and establishing Rhodes Island at the end of the Kazdel Civil War.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, you really don't need my help..."

Amiya whispered in Kelsey's ear. Before she could finish her words, Kelsey shook her head firmly:

"No need. Just do what you are supposed to do, Amiya."

"Go back with Warfarin. Rhodes Island still needs you. Instead of wasting time here, why not urge Korsil to build the office as soon as possible?"

It really doesn't feel good to wait for someone in an empty, bare room with only a table. Not to mention the cold wind blowing in from all directions, it's also a bit creepy.

Setting up the office sooner would also allow Rhode Island to gain a foothold in another country.

Amiya was still a little worried, but she nodded.

After seeing off Amiya and Warfarin, Kal'tsit also looked at Ernst.

Ernst didn't say much, just nodded and said:

"Xintelaiya, please take Miss Typhon back to rest for me. I'm sorry to bother you with this trip."

"By the way, please cancel all of my schedules and meetings this afternoon. I have something important to discuss with Dr. Kal'tsit."

Hinterea looked at Ernst, then at Kal'tsit, and nodded, not knowing what she was thinking.

After she and Typhon walked out of the room, Ernst took a deep breath, looked at Kal'tsit, and said softly:

"sorry."

Kal'tsit was stunned.

This apology almost made her unable to apologize. She held back the opening words that were just on the tip of her tongue and reorganized her words:

"Why apologize?"

"Nothing." Ernst waved his hand.

He couldn't say that when he heard Kal'tsit mention that he had a "nightmare" just now, he guessed something and secretly used the divine stone to contact a certain god who was slacking off in class, and asked about it indirectly, right?

You wouldn't know unless you asked, but once you asked, you found out that it was really him who did it.

Yelagund has the ability to enter dreams. She cannot weave dreams, but she can make people have nightmares.

Strictly speaking, this nightmare is just the fear deep in the dreamer's heart. Yelagund also used this trick on a certain Duke of Caister who did not want to reveal his name.

But why did he suddenly remember to use this skill on Kal'tsit?

The answer is, not intentionally.

Yelagund was just practicing his abilities.

Based on the psychological theories of Professor Muir Freud Seth, the current Grand Secretary of Manju Academy, Yelagund is experimenting to see if he can use his ability to discover "the part under the iceberg."

What's the point? Actually, it doesn't have much practical significance. He just wants to try to better understand what the people of Kjerag are thinking in this way. To avoid the tragedy of waking up from sleep to find a room full of saints buried alive.

In order to prevent any problems with this move, He specifically chose daytime.

No one would sleep in broad daylight, right?

The final result of this experiment seemed to be a failure. Yelagund failed to pass Muirseth's "test" and guess whether she wanted it or not when she said "no".

As for Kal'tsit, this was purely an accidental injury.

Although it was an accidental injury, Ernst couldn't ask his own great player to apologize. And he had his own reasons for this. It was reasonable for him to say sorry.

At least they don't have to pay compensation for shocking a man who is believed to be a thousand years old (? ) into unconsciousness.

After apologizing, Ernst did not wait for Kelsey to ask further questions, and quickly changed the subject and said straight to the point:

"Kelsey, did you give this recording to me on purpose?"

Kelsey nodded.

"You deliberately let me discover the specialness of this recording and associate it with Rutland, right?"

Kal'tsit was stunned. The corners of her mouth trembled visibly twice, and she denied it:

"I'm not."

"You didn't mean to make me go to Lateran?" Ernst frowned. "Don't you know that there is something in Lateran that might be able to translate this passage?"

Ernst didn't mention the "Law" directly. This thing was a secret of Sakota. He was not sure whether Kal'tsit knew it. Even if she knew it, Ernst could only assume that she didn't know until she spoke up herself.

It is prudent not to reveal too much information.

But Kal'tsit was a little out of breath.

Her breathing was a little rapid, and she nodded, then shook her head frantically:

"I know...but I didn't ask you to go..."

"Why didn't you ask me?"

"Didn't you give the thing to me?" Ernst didn't quite understand what Kal'tsit meant.

This is like a client giving you a translation task and asking you to translate a passage, but you say you can’t translate it and go back to ask the client?

How can such a thing make sense? Why did I invite you to do that?

If Ernst didn't know about Rutland, he might have thought of asking Kal'tsit about the recording, but this was only a possibility and the probability was that he wouldn't do it.

Kal'tsit also fell silent. She took several deep breaths before she realized where the flaw in her plan lay.

She ignored Ernst's thoughts.

According to purely mechanical logic, her plan was indeed foolproof. But humans, as creatures, have a strong ability to exercise subjective initiative while respecting the laws of nature.

Because of a person's different personality, many things that seem to be the same process may lead to completely different outcomes.

She should have learned this truth from Tracy and Theresa.

Two Sarkaz of ordinary birth, a swordsman and a clothier, both embarked on the path of defending their country. They won the war they initiated and became two of the greatest "Six Heroes of Sarkaz" in modern times.

They have the same background, the same experiences, and have even been chosen by the Black Crown.

Yes, this is a secret, but Tracys was also chosen by the Black Crown, but he himself refused the title of Demon King, so the Black Crown chose his sister Theresa.

But even though they are so similar in all objective conditions, they finally choose completely opposite paths. This is because they have different personalities, or in other words, they look at the world from different perspectives.

Kelsey let out a long sigh.

She couldn't figure this out, which might be the reason why she often faced tactical successes but strategic failures.

Ernst didn't know what Kelsey was thinking, he just wanted to make sure of one thing:

"Kal'tsit, you don't want this recording to be spread, right?"