Chapter 147: Moonlit Night, Stars Beneath My Feet

Falcona turned around and saw Almand standing in the depths of the flower garden, wearing a white shirt and white pants. The roses, blooming once every ten years, were at his feet. Facing this man before her, Falcona finally felt a strong sense of guilt. "Sorry... I, I said it too late." "?" Almand raised an eyebrow, his hand in his pocket, uncomfortably touching his nose, looking at her with a puzzled tilt of his head. "Why are you suddenly being so nice to me? It's quite surprising." "You're right." She pursed her dry lips, feeling a slight pain and a rusty taste from the wound she had bitten: "I... I remember everything now." Almand's casual expression froze for a moment, his dignified white skin almost glowing in the dark: "You..." He took a deep breath, then rubbed his hair impatiently, "Who triggered your memory? Damn it!" "But it doesn't matter, this time I'll make you forget everything! You'll become the Falcona you used to be, straightforward and