I have lost my memory.
When you open your eyes, everything feels strange.
However, the building is grand and beautiful, the judge is very good-looking, and the blue-haired girl on the high platform next to her is also very cool.
The discussion atmosphere was a bit intense and noisy, but overall I can rate it 9.9.
Etc? Inquisitor?
The handsome and solemn judge looked down at me.
In my blank gaze, he said solemnly.
"According to the verdict given by the cardinal in the oracle, Alsfania is guilty. She is sentenced to one hundred years in prison in Merlo-Petersburg."
I blinked, turned to the guy next to me who seemed to be a lawyer, and asked:
Who is Arsfania?
He smiled innocently at me: You.
Oh, me.
Ah?
No? ! I?
I'm the unlucky guy who was sentenced to a hundred years, which was called a term but actually was lifeless, me?
Tonic, sir, I am innocent! I'm going to Merlot Petersburg to take my medicine!
*
I sat on the wooden bed in the prison and wrote down in the diary that just appeared out of thin air:
On c, b, year a, I was imprisoned.
Merlot Petersburg feels good, children love it, and it can also be used on sensitive skin (cross out).
It is said that there is a regular schedule every day, regular meals, and various small tasks to exercise the body.
The inmate in the next bed is a handsome guy with gray hair and highlights. In short, it's not a loss.
After I finished writing the last line, I once again sighed in my heart, "Who the serious person keeps a diary?"
The diary turned automatically in front of me, revealing a page in front of me that I couldn't open before.
"X year x month x day
Today, 1,734 people were killed.
A layer of black blood condensed on the scabbard. When I washed the knife at the beach, it dyed the sea water black. "
I compared the handwriting I just wrote and closed the diary two seconds later.
Thanks for the invitation. A life sentence is fine, but I don't want the death penalty to be carried out immediately.
I forced a smile.
Chief Mud Howl! May I ask who I was before I lost my memory? (Crossed out) Was I really a human before? !
*
After countless diligent and heartbreaking days, I declined the invitation from the handsome inmate next to me to "make Merlot Petersburg bigger and stronger together and comprehensively promote the development of the prison" and escaped from prison.
When I ordered a cup of delicious coffee in the cafe, hummed a tune to celebrate the joy of my successful escape, and left a cool handwriting on the diary: "I am free", the diary automatically turned the page again.
"Xx, xx, month xx, xx year
He took Pantalone (bad dog!) (Crossed out) 30 billion molas, and he said that you will be finished when I find you, and I said sorry that your other treasury had already been emptied by me.
Also. Attached is a portrait of a bad dog with a vicious but beautiful face.
Creator, Dang Dang Dang - Teyvat's first witness and adventurer and the boss of kittens and puppies - Alsfania! "
I skipped the boasting before amnesia and savored the beauty of bad dog Xiao Pan for two seconds, comparing it with the man Shi Shiran walked to and sat down opposite me.
Under his gentle smile that was quite cold and malicious, I silently closed the diary again.
Please tell me, is it too late for me to return to Merlot Petersburg?
*
I repent, I am guilty.
Based on the "criminal record" in the diary, I made the following review.
I shouldn't have stolen Morax's dragon horns before I lost my memory; I shouldn't have pretended to fight with the mandrill and actually stole his feathers; I shouldn't have made the little unicorn into a ball and rolled it around in the sea of flowers...
(Too many crimes, to be continued...
Intention: Strive to be a good young man!