No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Everyone in the house was asleep at this moment. Freya quietly went downstairs, crossed the corridor, and arrived at the basement door.

Although this villa was frequently unoccupied, she had prepared quite a few ‘toys’ in the past.

After opening the door, Freya activated the trap she had set up at the entrance.

After completing the iris authentication, a safe door slowly opened from the wall, and Freya walked in wearing a nightgown.

Various cold weapons hung on the wall, and she chose a modified crossbow and a few medicine bottles.

The power of this modified crossbow surpassed that of most firearms in close combat.

She tightly pursed her lips, her face as cold as ice.

After preparing some weapons, she returned to her bedroom with everything.

Freya placed the items under the bed and lay down on it. Today, she needed a good night’s sleep to rest up and have the energy to save Jolly tomorrow.

The next day.

In the early morning, Sylvia came to wake Freya up for breakfast.

Braxton was busy investigating the arsonist for the past three days and searching for Jolly’s whereabouts. He was almost invisible all day long.

Freya received messages from Chris and Mikael, knowing that Radley’s side was using all available manpower to investigate.

Even the Hood family was helping.

Yet, despite the efforts of the three families, it should have been found even if it was just an ant in Caltun. However, there was not a single clue about the arsonist.

After breakfast, Freya pretended to look tired and said, “Mom, I’m going back to sleep.”

Sylvia nodded and looked worriedly at Freya’s back.

She was also anxious about Jolly’s disappearance but even more worried about her daughter’s emotions.

At 7 p.m., Freya went downstairs to have dinner and returned to her room to sleep early.

After returning to her room, she locked her door and took out the weapons she had prepared long ago, equipping herself one after another.

Hidden under her clothes were the modified sleeve arrows and crossbow.

Freya took a grappling hook and swung herself to the first floor, disappearing into the woods with a few flashes.

Emerald Dock was an old dock on the Caltun Riverside. It used to be famous a few years ago but has gradually fallen into disuse recently.

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Freya drove out, her face cold.

a suitable place for carrying

drove into a shortcut and a dimly lit road for half

would lead

cold, filled

At Kaufmann Residence.

business all day and sat directly on the sofa when he got home, holding his head

of the nearby dining room and immediately approached him upon

any progress with

Radley and Matthew today, but they also

Sylvia’s hopeful eyes dimmed.

deeply. “How is Frey?

is missing, so how could Frey be alright? However, she seemed to be in a better state today. She even

speaking, both of

at him, who squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment

Freya’s door, and Braxton knocked on it. “Frey, are you

face turned cold. He knocked on the door

“Frey!”

and his heart sank. He kicked the door lock forcefully, causing the door to slam

The room was empty.

on the pushed-open window. He quickly ran over

“Something’s wrong!”

strides and turned to look

in the face of a huge

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howled by the

a few more minutes, she would

to

on the opposite side of Caltun Road,

7:52 p.m.

Emerald Dock, took out her phone, and stood in front of

dock.

deserted, surrounded by overgrown

up and saw the pitch-black

watching the time. When it exactly struck 8 p.m., a

you bring

her voice. “I brought it, but where is

wasn’t sure where the person

screen displayed a message. Go to Zone

arrived at Zone D. With continuous instructions guiding her along the way, she

area and reached a deserted house on the west side. The screen displayed.

the book down, then leave

door and shouted, “I

another message. You have no room for negotiation. My

deep breath and placed The Compendium of

Leave this place!”