Chapter 159 Her Questions
Jean’s eyes widened in shock.
She hadn’t expected the reality to be like this….
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Ludwig noticed the surprise in Jean’s eyes. Thinking of her earlier claim about “memory loss,” the boy shook his head helplessly. “I almost forgot. You don’t remember anything.”
“But it’s fine. If you forgot, then you forgot.”
Jean pressed her lips together, hesitating.
A question that had been circling in her mind for a long time–she decided to take this chance to ask it, to see if she could coax anything out of Ludwig.
“Looks like I’m just a nobody in the organization…” she finally said, her eyes locking onto Ludwig’s as she studied his expression carefully. “Whether I remember or not doesn’t really matter.”
She wanted to know what exactly she was to the Abyssal Choir. What role did she play within the organization?
Ludwig’s gaze faltered slightly at her words.
After a long moment, he stared deeply at her and said, “Your role in the organization-”
He paused. “Actually, I’m not entirely sure myself.”
Jean was baffled.
“You’re just a stray in the organization too? Totally clueless?” Jean frowned, instinctively spitting out the complaint.
Ludwig scratched his head. “Honestly, before I received the order to protect you, I didn’t even know you
existed.”
“Our first meeting was near Stellarford Academy. I suddenly showed up in front of you, flashed my badge, and told you I was here to protect you…”
The boy seemed to recall something amusing, his sharp, cold eyes curving slightly at the corners. “Do you know how you reacted back then?”
Jean’s lips twitched.
How could I possibly know…
The memories left by the host were incomplete. She was stuck in a weird “semi–amnesiac” state now.
“Stop dragging it out. Just tell me,” she urged impatiently.
Ludwig recalled the scene as he spoke. “After hearing what I said, you were completely calm. You didn’t even ask for my name or where I came from. You just said you didn’t need protection.”
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Her character was hard to describe–strange and unpredictable.
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“Even though you said you didn’t need protection, I still had to stay. Orders are orders,” Ludwig said casually. “You didn’t argue about it either. It was like you quictly accepted it. At first, we barely spoke at all. Most of the time, we just stayed out of each other’s way.” Ludwig’s voice remained calm, his dark eyes sharp. and penetrating. “At first, I thought you were just a weak girl who needed protecting. But later, when you handled those classmates of yours in the art building with some unknot tricks, my opinion of you changed.”
Ludwig was clearly referring to the time the host had dealt with Lacey and the others in the art building…
That had been before Jean crossed over. After crossing, that part of her memory was missing, and she only knew the basics now through Ludwig’s retelling.
“I figured that if you weren’t weak, then you should be trained properly. So I let you get involved with the Central Theater mission…”
Jean pressed her lips together unconsciously.
Yeah, she definitely remembered the Central Theater. She had nearly been wrecked by this guy back then.
“So even you don’t really know me…” Jean let out a long sigh, her tone laced with subtle meaning.
Then, as if something suddenly struck her, a bright light flashed in her eyes. “Then who exactly gave you the order to protect me? Who is it?”
“If I’m an invisible nobody inside the organization, then who’s the one so concerned about my safety?”
When Jean finished asking, the boy’s dark eyes deepened slightly.
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