Alice heard the call from Andrew, but when a huge black shadow enveloped her head, giant claws as cold as steel instantly grabbed Alice and Willett tightly.

A strange smell hit her face, and Alice was caught off guard and took a sip. She felt dizzy and her vision blurred.

My whole body couldn't muster any strength.

The last thing he saw was the sky obscured by black and blue tsunami clouds, and the dark-black cloak with torn edges of a screaming demon spirit flying through the air.

When Alice woke up again, her whole body was extremely sore, her temples were bulging, and her head was swollen like white cotton.

I remember that before I fell into coma, it was a dark night with dark clouds covering the sun. But now, it was a clear day with a clear sky.

Alice found herself in a simple cabin, with a mosquito landing on the tip of her nose and happily sucking blood.

Alice was about to stretch out her hand to drive away the mosquitoes, when a furry claw suddenly came into view, and the pink flesh pad suddenly smacked down, hitting Alice's nose accurately, or rather, the mosquito on the tip of her nose.

The cat raised its paws and swallowed the mosquitoes stuck on its flesh pad into its mouth. Then it raised the corners of its mouth at Alice in a very humane manner, showing a proud smile.

It seems to be saying "Am I powerful?"

"You are the best. The master of swatting mosquitoes must be the one with the highest score."

Alice nodded understandingly, rubbed the milk-split cat's head with her right hand, and then suddenly turned over and sat up.

The bones all over her body creaked, and Alice felt that every bone in her body was as sour as being soaked in a jar of vinegar. She couldn't help but frown and took a breath.

"Where is Abu?"

Alice asked the milk-splitting cat. She looked around, but she didn't see the other person. She didn't have time to care about how uncomfortable she was, so she hurriedly struggled to stand up. Her legs gave out and she almost fell to the floor. Fortunately, she caught a hand beside the bed halfway.

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Alice turned her head in confusion and realized that the bed she was sleeping on was a bunk bed with a sleeping berth above it.

She thought of something, and just as she was about to climb up to take a look, she heard a voice as clear and pure as ice and snow floating from the bed above:

"I'm up there, don't worry."

It was Willett's voice, and she couldn't admit it. Alice felt like a small mountain was placed in her heart, and she felt at ease.

However, after a while, Alice flew directly onto Willet's bed and found an empty seat to sit down like a dexterous monkey.

But they found Brenda lying face down on the bed, with her whole face buried in the pillow. Alice scratched her head, and the milk-splitting cat jumped up to join in the fun, imitating its owner and stretched out its paws to scratch its little head.

"Abu didn't sleep like this before? Why is he sleeping on his stomach like a caterpillar now?"

Willett was speechless at Alice's vivid way of describing it. She was silent for two seconds, and her voice came from the pillow, sounding a bit muffled:

"...I have an injury on my back. In order to heal as quickly as possible, I slept on my stomach."

The explanation was weak. The President, who was sleeping on his stomach, moved his fingers and turned his body. He lay on his side and glanced at Alice, who was sitting in a chic and not quiet posture at all. He closed his eyes:

"...let me sleep a little longer, Alice."

With a heavy nasal voice and a sleepy voice, Willett's shoulders relaxed, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment, and he covered his mouth and yawned.

Alice admired Brenda very much, she could be so elegant and beautiful even when she was yawning.

Obviously we are all children, but there is such a big gap in etiquette. Are all the children of magic families restrained like this from childhood? Alice tilted her head and thought.

"You woke up before me?"

Alice blinked curiously and sat next to Willet, intending to ask a few important questions before the other person continued to sleep.

"...Before you spoke to Zhongfen, I was still sleeping."

Willett stretched out his right hand and slowly rubbed his eyes. He half-opened his eyes and seemed to have no energy.

"I accidentally woke you up, but where is this place? I remember that we were fleeing in Gildas' town before, and then we were attacked by a huge black shadow. Bang!"

Before Alice could finish the question she wanted to ask, she was forcibly interrupted by the sudden loud sound of opening the door. Alice was suddenly alert, and Willett also sat up from the bed.

The milk-splitting cat's tail whipped like a whip, making the bed crackle.

The two people and the cat turned to look at the door of the cabin at the same time. The intruder at the door also stared at them with wide eyes, so both of them stared at each other, and the air was filled with the smell of tension.

It seems that the two sides will start a war next moment!

Alice saw clearly the person standing in front of the wooden door

It was a boy who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. He had chocolate-colored hair, brown eyes, and angular eyebrows. His healthy wheat-colored skin made his facial features look warm and sunny.

I don't feel like a bad person.

After a stalemate with Alice and the others for a while, the sunny boy couldn't help but blush, touch his nose, and look away:

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make such a big noise! ​​I just heard you talking next door, and I got so excited that I couldn't control the strength of opening the door."

"You were hanging on the big tree under the cliff. I found you during my morning exercise. I was worried that you would be targeted by bad guys, so I took you to my house without permission."

"Is this cabin not bad? The double bed is also freshly made, but it may not look so beautiful..."

After saying a lot of words, the boy's face became increasingly red and he seemed to be very shy.

During this time, he raised his head and glanced at the two little girls on the bed, then quickly turned away and stared at the milk-split cat, as if doing so would calm him down.

"Did you save us?"

Alice and Willett looked at each other, then sat up straight, crossed their legs and grabbed the dry wooden guardrail beside the bed with both hands, and asked curiously.

The young man scratched his chocolate-colored hair and nodded quickly in embarrassment. He felt that nodding was impolite for a second. After he realized what he was doing, he quickly explained:

"I saved you without your consent. You look so beautiful. I can't help but blush and be shy when I see beautiful girls. I know this is very rude..."

Having said this, he seemed to remember something, and the young man slapped his head hard and made a "bump" sound.

Hearing the sound hurt, but he didn't even frown.

"Ah, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Angel, and I am a sixteen-year-old magician. My grandfather is a great magician, so I also know a little bit about medical skills."

"But he has been dead for more than a year. If he were here, maybe you would wake up soon. It's because I'm not good at studying..."
Chapter completed!