Lin Ying jolted.
She abruptly turned toward the white-haired old woman, unspeakable shock filling her eyes, her gaze trembling.
And in that instant, the fleeting image from Remnants of the Past surfaced in her mind.
It had been a brief glimpse.
It had barely left him with any memories.
On one day during that girl's time, a child had once set foot in this cursed courtyard. She was the only person to enter it during that period and survive, but she had gone mad after coming out. She kept crying, and whenever anyone questioned her, she only shook her head frantically.
"You... you're the one from back then..."
Lin Ying murmured, feeling only the immense absurdity that time had wrought.
Lynn studied the elderly woman, adjusted the Monocle, and said earnestly:
"That must have been when she made some kind of agreement with you. During her time as an Evil Spirit, she was in a terrible state. She'd lost many of her memories and didn't even know why she existed. But she had moments of lucidity, too. You must have met her after her death during one of those moments, right?"
The white-haired old woman stumbled back a step, trembling, and said dazedly:
"You... how could you know..."
Lynn held the Monocle between his fingers and looked at her.
"Because I can see the past, ma'am. I traced everything that once happened here, because I want this tragedy to have a perfect ending. I want her to have a life of her own again. That's why I came here."
Lynn turned toward Blood Cloak, who was blankly holding her daughter in her arms, and smiled.
"So, do you still remember her?"
The musket in the old woman's hands fell heavily to the ground.
Her clouded eyes rested on the lady