The motive of No. 96's crime was that she believed that the socialite had betrayed Don Rodiquette, causing him to reveal his whereabouts and be ambushed by the enemy (Corneille). Later, in the battle with the extraordinary people of the Holy Land, No. 96 was severely injured. Because she used magic in the battle, the Waite Office in the Holy Land hoped to extradite the witch back to Waite for trial. After an exchange of interests whose details were not made public, the Holy Land State finally agreed, and after he recovered from his injuries, the Weite State held a closed trial and imprisoned him in the Tower of Discipline, thus becoming No. 96. The reason why No. 96 was painted purple by Sister Helena is because she lost her memory and is now docile, well-behaved, and has a mild intellectual disability. However, the existence of muscle memory made her work (fighting) very efficient. She was rented out by the Discipline Tower to the Waite Security Militia as a thug more than once, and also took the blame - Recently, the Civilian Security Forces caused the "accidental" deaths of three men during combat in the Ixtapa district. They skillfully handled the bodies of the men with impotence and put the blame on No. 96. The militia officers paid the full amount, but No. 96, who had a mild intellectual disability, had difficulty defending herself, so her sentence was increased again. Although No. 96 committed a serious crime and was blamed for many things, it was relatively easy to catch him compared to other criminals who had offended the local witch. If Don Rodic's fanatics were to join the army of the man who killed Don Rodic, it would be a kind of black humor and full of risks. If she regains her memory one day, will she take out the knife and repeat the crimes she committed in the Holy Land?
Corneille raised the question, and Dr. Cecil assured that No. 96 could be made controllable through surgery, medication and training... Of course, it would cost extra. Corneille didn't know how many favors he owed the doctor, so he said he would record them all and repay them later. Cecile was furious, but she couldn't turn her face, and she was worried that Corneille would take the opportunity to deny all the debts. At the same time, because this matter involved Don Rodick, Corneille's most respected opponent, before May 5, Corneille had sent his subordinates to the Holy Land to investigate the suspicious murder case together with the Longueville family. What is commendable is that it was Diaz who took the initiative to use the male obligation to reasonably invite No. 96 out, making it easier for Corneille and Melusina to evaluate his condition. In the friend filter of Corneille, Dias appears to be brave and responsible. Melusina keenly captures the warmth radiated by Corneille, which is a bit funny. If she hadn't noticed that Corneille's eyes occasionally fell on her chest, she might have thought that the two were having an affair. The office staff was a fat lady. When she saw a weak and beautiful boy like Diaz, she wanted to hug him in her arms and love him. But when she saw the aggressive people around Diaz, she could only hide her thoughts in her heart and said with a smile: "You have drawn a good lot. For a fool like No. 96, you can give her some food, leave her alone for a while, and send her back to the tower. No one takes her words seriously, and she often shuts herself in. You will definitely get full marks for this "male duty." Dias could get full marks, and Polly could get the bonus. So she walked away with full energy. The guard had brought No. 96 down and handed her over to Sister Helena to check her mental state. The nun must have stayed on the second floor for a long time, but no one noticed her presence until she took over the work. It seems that this is another permanent effect of a magical creation in her body. Polly brought No. 96. The guilty witch was wearing a beige jumpsuit, a wizard hat shaped like goat horns, and a black robe embroidered with a bloody scepter pattern. Just as the staff said, she has a mediocre appearance, a dull expression, lifeless eyes, and a silly air all over her body. She is the kind of tool who can be used at will. The guards taught her to follow Dias and obey his orders. She did so in a daze, standing in front of Dias without saying a word or even looking at him, immersed in her own world. Polly sniffed: "No hostility, stable condition." Cornelius observed for a while and said: "The energy fluctuation is weak, and the threat level is low." "No harm meant," Melusina said. With the conclusions of these three people, Dias felt relieved. He looked at the staff: "Her name?" The fat lady replied indifferently: "You can just call her No. 96. After entering the Discipline Tower, the guilty witch will abandon her past name and will only be called by her number from now on.
Besides, this idiot doesn’t even remember her own name. Every time we ask her, she gets a severe headache and rolls on the floor holding her head.” Dias looked at No. 96 with sympathy. He took a step forward, and No. 96 followed him like a ghost, leaving the Discipline Tower. Chapter 25 Who Am I “Is the work at the Discipline Tower hard?” "What do you usually eat? Are there any extra meals during festivals?" “What’s the atmosphere like inside? Are there any bullies from prisoners or guards?” "What are the living conditions like? What living facilities are there?" Along the way, Diaz plucked up the courage and tried to communicate with No. 96. Facing the fool, his social phobia did not flare up. No. 96 woke up from his unknown contemplation, glanced at Diaz, whispered "I don't know", and then immersed himself in his own world again. Diaz looked behind him helplessly. Polly chuckled and said, "Sir, if you communicate seriously with a fool, you will be infected with her stupidity." "Diaz, take her to the library and we'll kill some time. If you don't have anywhere else you want to go after dinner, take her to the hotel to rest for a while, and then send her back to the Tower of Discipline when the time is up," said Corneille. "Okay," Diaz replied. "Which one of you two is the duke?" Polly complained in a low voice. Dias smiled. He never measured his relationship with Corneille based on status. The four of them came to the library, and the sheep-horned hat on No. 96's head attracted a lot of attention. Generally speaking, the guilty witches would not waste their precious "outing time" outside the tower in the library. Dias hid on the second floor, where there were only a few people. He borrowed a grammar book and sat down face to face with No. 96, with Corneille and Polly flanking him on the left and right, and Melusina sitting next to No. 96. Dias studied hard, and from time to time he would ask Corneille questions in a low voice, and Corneille would answer them carefully. Polly was drowsy from the warm sun, and she yawned, lying on the table, her tail wagging gently. Corneille gestured to Melusina, who shook her head. No. 96 was in a daze, with no obvious emotional fluctuations, and she had no way to use her keen sixth sense. At 12 o'clock, they went to a restaurant outside to have a simple meal. The food was ordinary, but the fresh beer was delicious and refreshing, so Corneille made an exception and drank a small glass. No. 96 drank the most. Her face became red, and her thoughts detached from her own world. She looked at the people drinking with her in confusion. "Awake?" Polly teased. However, the "sobriety" brought by alcoholic drinks only lasted so long. No. 96 lowered his head in fear and whispered: "Don't hit me, I will do my job well." "Does the Discipline Tower still punish witches?" asked Gao Naiyi. "You're bullying a fool. I think it's very unkind to bully the weak, but there are a lot of people like that in the world," said Polly. Now they had even more reason to bring No. 96 to the hotel. Melusina and Polly have to check whether No. 96 has any signs of abuse. This must be done carefully, otherwise the Discipline Tower may shirk the responsibility. Dias and Corneille went out, but saw No. 96 stand up and follow Dias out of the room. "This guy is so strong, help me!"
Polly's voice made Corneille turn around. He stood in front of No. 96, but No. 96 only recognized Dias and pushed him. Corneille didn't want to get into a physical conflict with No. 96, so he unfolded his shield and pushed her back, but the moment the shield touched No. 96's body, it emitted a soft orange light. No. 96's body trembled as if struck by lightning. He raised his arms and took off his hat tremblingly, revealing his curly short gray hair. Her breathing gradually became rapid, and light focused in her eyes. The pain and confusion drove away the numbness, turning her "back into" a living person, rather than a breathing sculpture. In a few seconds, pain won the fight and drove the confusion from her face. She covered her cheeks and sobbed through her fingers. "Remember what?" Diaz asked in a low voice. "I don't know, I don't know, I just feel it's somewhat familiar and I must never forget it..." No. 96 answered in a low voice. Corneille handed over a handkerchief, and No. 96 took it and looked at Corneille with tears in her eyes. When her eyes fell on the shield, she uttered a name: "Sulena." Corneille's hand grasped the hilt of the sword. No. 96 was identified as a fanatic follower of Don Rodic. If she recovered her memory due to the unknown influence of "Sulina", seeing him now should fast forward to the battle scene. No. 96, who has recovered his memory, is no longer a suitable tool. The best outcome is that he sends her back to the Discipline Tower alive; the worst outcome is that he sends her back to the Discipline Tower dead. No. 96 didn't know that he was already on the edge of Corneille's "killing line". He just frowned and stroked the texture of the shield, shedding more tears and choking: "I don't know, but I just feel very painful." "Miss Polly, please stay outside to protect Dias. This room may become noisy next," said Corneille. Polly looked at Corneille, then at No. 96: "Are you hiding something from me?" "Everyone has their own privacy, Miss Polly." "What I mean is, if you pay me more, I'll take on another job." Dog-people love money very much, but Polly, who was brought to Waite by the elven royal family, must be far more loyal than her love for money, so Corneille crossed his hands to express his refusal. Polly was a little disappointed when she heard that there was no money to be made. She said that she would not take the initiative to ask anything, but she would report what she saw, so Corneille had to let her do as she pleased. After she and Diaz left, Melusina asked, "What are you going to do?" “Speed up, for the best or the worst.” Corneille looked at No. 96 and said, "Look at my face, No. 96! My name is Pierre Corneille, the man who killed Rodrigo Don Rodique. Do you remember me?" "Corneille" brought No. 96 one step closer to memory. She swayed, staggered to the ground, covered her head and began to roll around. Corneille raised his sword hand, and the blade slid in the sheath, making a crisp friction sound. He originally wanted to solve the headache of No. 96 through physical means, but Melusina stopped him. Melusina took out a small jar of medicine from her purse: "It's not good to use a sword, how about trying this?" "introduce." "It's an over-the-counter potion in our field. It's very effective in relieving pain and can also help regulate mood. It's very popular among lovelorn witches." As Corneille subdued No. 96, she said, "It's hard to imagine that a witch can also fall out of love." "When love is linked to strength, there will be many bad guys who want to destroy other people's love." "What about when it's not related to strength?" Gao Naiyi asked.
Melusina became frustrated: "There are still no fewer bad guys." "It can be seen that strength is just an excuse. Maybe it's a bit of a stretch, but the witches of Waite are good at building their own happiness on the pain of others." "Uh, can't argue with that." Corneille held No. 96's arms from behind and lifted him up. No. 96 struggled desperately in his arms, preventing Melusina from giving him the medicine. Melusina had no choice but to take off one of her gloves, revealing her slender and soft outline. Corneille didn't want to be tempted, so he quickly closed his eyes, but the afterimage of five slender white fingers still made his heart beat faster. No. 96 in his arms calmed down and opened his mouth to drink the medicine obediently. When Melusina said "OK", Corneille opened his eyes again and put No. 96 on the bed. "Gornay...Gornay? Gornay! Gornay!" No. 96's attention returned to "Corneille. She chewed on the name again and again, trying to squeeze out the juice of memories. Finally, she succeeded. The strong impulse made her grab Corneille's wrist with such force that Melusina, who was standing next to her, took a step back in fright. "You are Corneille, you are Corneille, I remember you..." Corneille was prepared for a furious blow from No. 96, but this did not happen. Excessive breathing made No. 96 dizzy and confused, like a fish caught on the shore. Corneille had to guide her to use abdominal breathing to reduce her breathing rate. When her breathing became steady, Corneille released her hand and asked, "Who are you?" "Who am I? That's a good question!" No. 96's voice was hoarse but firm. "I swear on my honor, I am Rodrigo Don Rodic, the former owner of this shield!" The scene was silent for a while, and the silent exclamation made Melusina's veil ripple. Corneille frowned and said: "Impossible, five years ago, Don Rodic was killed by my own hands. I dug out his heart and took his shield. It was these two pieces of evidence that earned me the honor of killing the legendary warrior, and the Holy Land later confirmed his death. Most importantly, Don Rodick can’t be a woman! " Chapter 26 I am me In 1186, Rodrigo Don Rodico was born into a wealthy family on the border of the Highlands. However, following a raid by border barbarians, he went from being a rich second-generation to a poor second-generation. His parents also contracted the plague and died soon after. As a young boy, he was forced to wander around the city, where he gradually revealed his talent for combat and was recruited into a famous large mercenary group. The highlight of his life began in 1200. In order to circumvent the imperial law that prohibited religious organizations from recruiting soldiers and maintaining armies on their own soil, the state religion of the Hathor Empire took a century of savings and made a huge gamble. It launched an expedition to seize the land of the border barbarians and established the Holy Land. Hatred and the desire to make achievements led Don Rodic to join the war, killing many enemy warriors and chieftains. His reputation gradually rose and he was absorbed into the armed forces directly under the state religion. In 1202, the Holy Land was taken advantage of by the Trastamara family through both soft and hard tactics, and was finally incorporated into the New Hathor Empire. However, the state religion gained enough political capital to form a three-state alliance with the Knights State where big merchants gathered and the United States where foreign mercenaries settled, in order to withstand the pressure and preserve the armed forces. Peace was restored in the New Hathor Empire, but the conflict never subsided. The royalists and the extraordinary people under the Three Kingdoms Alliance fought frequently, and the results of victory or defeat often affected the direction of history. Because of his winning streak against the royalist supernatural beings, Don Rodick was promoted by the state church, which gave him honor, equipment, and wealth... but not trust.