"She didn't come out?"

A few girls whispered outside the door.

"No, it's been a whole day. I don't eat or drink."

"How can it go on like this?"

There was a knock outside the door, very polite.

"Chloe, open up."

Inside the door, Chloe walked restlessly around the room. Hearing the cries of other nuns outside, she covered her ears. "It's all fake... It's all fake..." she repeated.

Twenty four hours after returning to the monastery, she had been sitting in her room, never leaving. Even a little wind and grass would make her jump.

Ever since she saw those strange monsters in her nightmares, she was afraid of her dreams. Tarar abbey is her second home in the world and has never left since she was sent here at the age of nine.

She felt that if the people in the monastery also became the monsters she had seen before, her spirit might not be able to bear the devastation.

"Chloe, open the door. Sister shanesha asked us to bring your dinner Said the nun outside.

"You leave it at the door. I'm not feeling well." She said, leaning against the door.

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

"That's good. You... Don't ask too much."

"OK..." the nun outside hesitated.

"What else?" She asked.

"A letter from your family."

There was a moment of silence.

Creak.

The door opened, and Chloe stood at the door, holding the threshold in one hand and a paper cutter in the other.

However, what stood outside the door was not a monster, but an ordinary nun. She had a few freckles on her face. She was short and kind-hearted. She carried a plate with broccoli and red beans.

"You're out at last."

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

Chloe squeezed out a smile, put the paper cutter behind his waist without leaving a trace, and took the plate and the letter.

"Thank you, VIV."

With that, a touch of tenderness welled up in her heart, and she bowed her head to kiss her companion on the cheek. The real touch made her want to cry.

The girl blushed, "hate, what are you doing?" She whispered.

"Nothing."

Chloe sighed.

"Go back."

The nun's little figure disappeared. Chloe closed the door and sat in the room, ignoring the food. Instead, he opened the letter for the first time.

[Chloe, I've found a way to solve your problem of magic rampage, but you need to go back to England first. Don't worry, I'll send someone to pick you up. 】

- love you, Nicole.

The letter was short, and the content didn't surprise Chloe, because she had received such a letter in the real world.

She came to her dresser and stroked a black-and-white picture of an old man and a little girl as tall as his waist, with Big Ben in the background.

The little girl was very happy, and the old man's mouth was big, but now Chloe saw a hidden deep worry and uneasiness from her great grandfather's smile.

Childhood memories for her, have been very vague, she only vaguely remember the streets of London are often full of rain, the white fog all over the sky so that everyone's back looks like an island in the sea.

Of course, there is the silent great great grandfather, who seems to be his only relative, very strange. Although she has many other relatives, such as uncles, uncles and aunts, they always feel alienated when they look at themselves, even her parents are no exception.

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

She has asked her great grandfather many times why his parents never kiss her. Every time, he would smile and tell her that they love you very much, but they are not good at expressing themselves. After that, they would hug her and kiss her forehead.

Now Chloe doesn't believe these lies any more. She thinks that her parents probably don't love her. After all, she has been in Tarar monastery for six or seven years, and they haven't written a letter to herself.

After thinking about it, she felt that she could not control her magic power and would always bring trouble to others.

Chloe doesn't think there is anything special about her ability. She also has wizard's blood in her body. The wizard can always do some strange things. Maybe time travel is just a trivial one.

On the contrary, it was only after her grandfather sent her to the teral monastery in France that she felt the warmth of her home. Everyone here was very kind to her, not the superficial respect and love.They would play games with her and joke with her. There are severe and nagging sanissa, silent but gentle father red, cute companion Vivian, and the babies who are in charge of their own care. The babies who see themselves giggling during the day and crying at night.

Father red knew her special ability very well. He would come to her room before her magic storm every time and tell her to calm down, let it be and give her heart to God.

Although she did not like the sequelae of weakness and darkness after the magic walk, she liked the ethereal feeling that the magic walk brought to her at that time. At that moment, it was as if all obstacles were useless. She could see everything happening within a hundred meters.

The speed of all objects has become extremely fast, people like lightning back and forth, moving things in the monastery. The long-term workers in the square keep carrying firewood up and down. The chefs in the glass garden come in and out with baskets. The apprentices at the side of the deep well talk and sometimes whisper. The cat on the side of the road chases the dog, and the dog chases the cat tomorrow.

The trees are shaking incessantly, the leaves are growing at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the flowers are withering at the speed visible to the naked eye. Even the stone ghost standing at the top of the church for thousands of years can make subtle changes under her eyes.

At that moment, huge information flowed in her mind. She could overlook all kinds of things in the world, as if she was the real master of the world. No one could realize everything she felt, the realm beyond all things.

But even so.

She did not anticipate the final fate of the monastery.

She sat by the bed, her mind flashed a touch of red, it is the flow of blood.

"Damn it

Think of what happened after that, the cold black wizard, she clenched her lips, ten fingers in her hair, and grabbed her scalp.

After a while, she calmed down and picked up the letter again, thinking that if she didn't receive the letter, she would have died in this place.

However, to her surprise, the letters on the normal letters wriggled, some evaporated, some reorganized, and finally became a short sentence.

Change everything. 】

Chloe shuddered and threw out the letter.

The writing paper fluttered and fell to the ground.

It's like putting a cup of mellow liquor in front of the drunkard, and the dream directly sees through her most real thoughts.

"No, no, nothing."

Chloe said to herself, remembering Hoffa's last words to herself.

If it is not necessary, don't use it.

That's the famous Occam's razor law. The teenager is reminding himself that if you want nothing to happen, you should not do anything.

She opened the window and looked at Paris at night. She wanted to use the cold air outside the window to sober herself up.

There was no cold wind outside the window. There were some fighters flying in the sky, and the low roar of them. The air defense alarm in the distance made her uneasy.

At this moment, the boundary between reality and illusion began to blur.

A simple sentence on the letter began to multiply in her mind like a virus.

[change everything]

first the Abbey, then Mary. There are so many anomalies and accidents in this world that she deeply feels the impermanence and uncontrollability of fate.

Can it change history? If there's a chance.

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

"I have to try." She said.

Pushing the door open, she left her room and walked quickly to the room where sister Vanessa was.

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

In the night, the abbey is shining with dim figures, which are the shadows formed by the street lamps on the streets of Paris shining on the ground through the painted glass with Jesus and the Virgin Mary.

Fear is like an indigestible meal in her stomach. She can only pray silently to God not to meet the unknown monster.

Fortunately, it was as if the dream had changed its ways and decided not to play those low-level tricks.

Coming to the door of sister Vanessa's office, she took a deep breath and wanted to knock. But there was a strange groan inside the door, which made her hands freeze in front of the door.

"Don't worry, um... Wait a minute. Is the child OK now?" A man asked in a low voice.

"It should be OK. I asked Vivian to send her dinner."

"It's really strange. Since I came back yesterday, I think she's in a very bad state. Usually, she's the most lively and smiling." The man said again.

"Are you going to run away again?" Asked the girl in a low voice.

"No way." The man said, "I just passed the magic on to her a week ago and it's safe now."Learning that Solso's voice came to Chloe, she identified the owner of the voice as father red and sister sanisa.

It made her a little confused.

Father red has always been responsible for mass, confession and exorcism. He doesn't live here, but he didn't go back to the monastery so late. He should have left work early.

The voice in the room was a little suppressed. The woman sighed, "seriously, honey, how much time does she have?"

"I'm afraid it won't be long. The violence of magic is getting worse recently. I'm afraid I can't satisfy this force any more."

"Not even you?"

"I'm just a servant of God, but I'm not God." The man suddenly became irritable: "Damn it! If we don't get rid of the source of this power, sooner or later she will be completely sucked up by the devil in her body. God forbid, the person who does this kind of thing must be really crazy. "

After a moment's silence, the woman said, "send her back, my dear. You have been doing this hard work for seven years. Maybe her family can deal with her problems by themselves."

Chloe suddenly felt very scared. At this time, she just wanted to go back quickly, and didn't want to do anything extra. However, the curiosity is like a magnet, firmly adsorbing her feet in place.

"Who doesn't say that?" The man's irascible voice softened, and he sighed:

"if lemme had a way, he would have done it, but he didn't. He tried everything. The child couldn't bear more, and the monster didn't like less."

"Forget it. She has her destiny."

"Yes, I don't want to. One day is one day. Come on."

There was an urgent and soft voice in the room, and she put out her shaking hand and held it on the doorknob. Some magical power made the door lock in vain. She pushed the door lock to open a slit.

The picture made her eyes wide open and she was short of breath.

In the dark room, there is a strange red light, the cross of Jesus' crucifixion, the position of nuns' daily confession and prayer, and the black-and-white robes of nuns hang down from the table like tassels.

A strong man, half naked, stood at his desk with his back to her.

His waist was wrapped with two long legs. Although four or five meters away, she still recognized the owner's face. She closed her eyes and hugged the man's neck. On her shoulders was her painful and enjoyable face.

Chloe must have had no time to cover her mouth, or even if she did, she still made a sound. The face on the shoulder opened his eyes and looked straight at the nun at the door.

Everything happened too fast, she frantically pushed away the man, only to see a flash of water, she put on a robe, quickly walked toward Chloe.

Chloe sat down, flushed, her heart beating like a huge drum, and her stomach was full of discomfort.

No, it's impossible. The monastery is a sacred place. Father red and sister sanisa are both devout believers. How can they do such blasphemous things under the statue of God? It's impossible!

The middle-aged nun stood in front of her, covering her robe.

She had never seen that expression on Vanessa's face. It was a mixture of embarrassment, anger, shame and reluctance.

"Let me explain." Chloe said in a panic, "the German wizard is coming. You, you have to, come on... Get out of here. "

With that, even she felt that her words were so pale and powerless that she didn't care what she said. She just closed her eyes and turned red and white.

The distant bell rang, and the nun in the nightmare opened her eyes, "shut up!" She said, shaking. "Shut up. Don't come out until next month!"