Lotti felt very happy.
She loved the beautiful forest of the Castel family estate, where she enjoyed playing freely with her sister and best friend.
Without worries or troubles, there was only joy and laughter.
However, occasionally she would feel as if she had forgotten sothing.
It seed like there were important things she needed to do.
These matters felt very important, stirring unease within her.
But no matter how hard she tried to rember, she couldn’t recall what she had forgotten...
"Lotti! What are you daydreaming about?"
Her friend’s crisp, pleasant voice ca over, interrupting her thoughts.
Seeing her friend’s cute, dolled-up appearance, Lotti felt her mood improving.
"I... I don’t know, I just feel like I’ve forgotten sothing."
Lotti shook her head as she spoke.
"If you can’t rember, stop thinking about it! Since you can’t recall, it must not be anything important! Let’s just have fun!"
"Alright, stop worrying about it! Co on! It’s your turn to seek us!"
The little girl giggled.
Lotti hesitated.
But when her friend reached out to take her hand, Lotti’s troubles seed to fade away in an instant.
Yes.
If she couldn’t rember what she had forgotten, it must not have been important.
Tonight was her birthday party, so she should just enjoy herself!
Thinking this, Lotti’s frown lifted quite a bit.
She regained her smile and continued playing with her sisters.
Happy monts always fly by.
Before she realized it, they had played several rounds of hide and seek.
The moon hung high in the sky, casting silver light.
Lotti didn’t know how long she had been playing, but looking at the moonlight, it seed unchanging...
And as ti passed, that faint sense of unease surged back in her heart:
"Little Charlo, have we... been playing for too long? Shouldn’t the party have started by now?"
"Hey! Lotti! Let them have their party, and we’ll have our fun! Do you really want to go and give those insincere adults fake smiles?"
The girl pouted.
Lotti felt that it made sense.
She indeed didn’t like interacting with those adults who wore masks every day.
Especially in recent years, even the adults at ho seed much colder, the atmosphere oppressive, making her increasingly uncomfortable.
Only with her sister and friend could she truly relax and be filled with laughter.
"Then... shall we play a bit longer?"
She hesitated for a mont, then said.
"Yeah! Let’s play a bit longer!"
The little girl replied happily.
"Mary! It’s your turn to chase us!"
The three of them resud their ga of hide and seek.
Mary faced a large tree and started counting down, while her friend pulled Lotti by the hand and headed to hide in the bushes.
However, as they were about to dive into the bushes, soone parted the bushes from the outside.
Lotti saw two tall figures appear before her.
The leader was a beautiful older sister.
Under the moonlight, her magnificent silver hair sparkled brilliantly, her stunning face adorned with reddish-gold eyes, and her elegant yet solemn dress made her look mysterious and noble...
With just one look, Lotti was srized, even the handso elf behind her couldn’t divert her gaze.
So... so beautiful!
That was the only thought left in Lotti’s mind.
Following that, a sense of inexplicable familiarity and intimacy ca over her.
This inexplicable familiarity and closeness made Lotti almost subconsciously stop, and she couldn’t help but ask:
"Please, may I ask you..."
"Lotti! Soone’s coming! Let’s run!"
Her friend’s giggling voice interrupted her, grabbing her hand and running deeper into the forest.
Lotti didn’t have ti to react and was pulled into a run.
They ran deeper and deeper...
Lotti didn’t know how long she had been running, or even if the small grove in their estate was really this large.
All she knew was... they had run for a very long ti, and were still within the forest.
The surrounding trees grew thicker, the glow of fireflies gradually faded, and only the silver moonlight poured down.
Lotti was breathless and couldn’t run anymore:
"Whew... let’s stop for a while... Little Charlo... let’s stop for a while..."
Her friend, who was dragging her, laughed without even gasping for breath:
"Lotti... you really lack stamina!"
"No... it’s your stamina that’s too good, really... I can hardly imagine how, after running so far, you’re still not tired!"
Lotti shook her head and said.
After speaking, she hesitated for a mont and then asked:
"Little Charlo... why did you pull to run? The elder sister from before, it seed like she was looking for us."
"Looking for us? Lotti, do you really want those deceitful adults to find us? Don’t you feel suffocated being with them?"
The little girl retorted dissatisfied.
Lotti hesitated:
"But... but she didn’t give that suffocating feeling, and... and I felt that she seed very familiar, maybe soone I knew before..."
"Enough! Lotti! The only people you know are and Mary!"
The little girl shook her head and said.
As she spoke, she reached out again and pulled towards the young girl’s arm.
But just as she was about to grasp the young girl’s arm, a large hand wearing a white glove swiftly lifted her up from behind.
"Lord Vararoka, pretending to be soone else to deceive beautiful ladies isn’t a good habit, especially... the guise you have chosen is quite displeasing to ."
Sebastian, lifting the girl like a little chick, said with a smile.
Hearing Sebastian’s words, the girl’s expression changed slightly as she frantically struggled:
"Who are you! Put down! Put down!"
Lotti was also instantly panic-stricken:
"You... you... who are you! What are you going to do to Little Charlo!"
"This is Broey Estate! How dare you be so presumptuous... I’m going to call for help!"
Sebastian smiled slightly:
"Miss Lotti, I am Sebastian, the one who is going to rescue you from this counterfeit dream."
"Sebastian...? Dream?"
Lotti looked confused.
She felt the na Sebastian sounded quite familiar, but couldn’t recall where she had heard it.
"Lotti! He’s a bad person! Quick, call the guards to take him down!"
The girl being lifted up said angrily.
"Hehe, guards? It seems your resurgence is not complete yet, still needing Miss Lotti to control the Dream."
Sebastian said with a light laugh.
While speaking, he looked down at the little girl in his hand and sneered:
"Lord Vararoka, although you are a legendary figure... your choice of disguise leaves much to be desired."
"What are you talking about! Put down! I am the young lady of the Castel family! By doing this to , are you declaring war against the Castels?!"
The girl said in anger.
Sebastian laughed.
Then he glanced behind Lotti and said with a light chuckle:
"Great master, did you hear that? She says she is the young lady of the Castels!"
"She?"
Lotti was startled.
However, she quickly noticed that the person’s gaze was directed behind her.
Unable to help herself, Lotti turned around and saw the beautiful elder sister who just then stood behind her.
She saw her frowning as she looked at the young girl lifted by Sebastian, and coldly said:
"Sebastian, eliminate her."
"Your command is my wish..."
Sebastian bowed his head in homage, then summoned the Fla Sword, and as Lotti watched in horror, it pierced through the girl’s chest.
"Charlotte!"
Seeing her friend being run through by the sword, Lotti couldn’t help but cry out.
But in the next mont, she was stunned.
She saw that in Sebastian’s hands, the girl who had been run through by the sword suddenly lted like a candle, turning into a pool of black liquid that rged into the ground.
Lotti stared blankly at all this, both terrified and bewildered, until an ethereal voice ca from alongside her:
"Don’t look, it’s fake."
Lotti couldn’t help but turn back to look at the beautiful elder sister beside her, only to see a crimson halo suddenly blooming around her.
Then, a strange scene ensued.
Her figure slowly shrank, quickly becoming a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, her magnificent silver hair turned into radiant gold, and her eyes of gold turned into sapphire blue skies, with features that resembled her friend’s by eight or nine parts.
"You... you are..."
Looking at her appearance, Lotti felt unsure, experiencing an unprecedented sense of familiarity and warmth flooding her heart, as if sothing in the depths of her mind was resurging.
Looking at the puzzled young girl, Charlotte sighed softly:
"Lotti sister, this dream... it’s ti to wake up."
Saying so, she placed her hand on the young girl’s shoulder.
A dazzling red light burst forth, and Lotti felt the gates of mory in her mind shatter thunderously, an overwhelming torrent of information instantly flooding into her mind...
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