Operation Red Book

"It was clearly Ms. Bell who cast the counterattack spell at the critical moment, otherwise I would have been hit by the witch's magic long ago..." Joshua said with only his eyes exposed.

The air was still again. The sun outside the window hung high in the blue sky, silently looking at the people in the window.

“I know I did something wrong…”

Professor White stopped resisting and suddenly lost his temper.

He slowly backed away and leaned against the cold white wall. He let out a long breath, and his voice became tired and helpless.

"If I had been with Beatrice all the time at the beginning, she wouldn't have been so lonely..."

"If I hadn't been so eager to go to South Africa at the beginning, if I hadn't been so arrogant, if I hadn't acted so rashly..."

"If I hadn't cast that highest-level forgetfulness spell on Bell at the beginning... would things have been different..."

Silence and silence again, silence floats in the flowing air, floats into everyone's heart, and evokes every memory.

"According to what you said, you shouldn't have saved me in the first place, shouldn't have taught me magic, shouldn't have taught me how to live..."

"You shouldn't have asked me to leave Columbia, applied for a wizard school for me, and let me see a different world..."

"You shouldn't have come to comfort me when I was abandoned by the world, and made those novel toys for me like my mother did..."

Beatrice leaned lightly on Professor White's shoulder. She pursed her red lips, her expression was completely different from usual, and she looked like an innocent child.

The sunlight shone on the black and white bodies, and their tear-stained eyelashes gleamed brightly in the sun.

"You cast a forgetfulness spell on me, the highest level?"

Bell suddenly interrupted their tears, her tone full of confusion and anger.

"That was more than ten years ago, Bell, I, I'm really sorry..."

Professor White immediately pulled Beatrice's head away, clasped his hands together, and apologized to Bell devoutly.

"In order to make you remember, I put you and Beatrice in the deepest part of my consciousness... But this is far from enough. The biggest intersection between you two is just exchanging letters."

"So I found your friends. Maybe they can create different sparks between you and break the forgotten magic..."

"So Bell can see me..." Beatrice curled the corners of her mouth unconsciously.

"Forgotten magic? Wait, wait..."

Hearing this, Bell covered her head with her hands, as if an iron rod was stirring in her brain, and her expression became extremely painful.

"What are you talking about? What on earth are you talking about? Why can't I remember? I can't remember anything!"

"Ms. Bell! Are you okay?" Joshua quickly caught Bell who was about to faint.

Victor and Holmes' lips tightened instantly. They immediately moved and strode over to help up the screaming Bell.

"Bell! Bell!"

Beatrice shouted Bell's name in panic. She took a step towards Bell, but was stopped by Professor White.

"Let's leave while there is chaos," Professor White whispered.

"How do you expect me to leave like this, Bell?" Beatrice replied harshly with a hoarse voice.

"It's just some stimulation from deep in my memory. Belle is much stronger than you. You don't need to care about her..."

"She's Belle Cruz! She's my friend! Why shouldn't I care about her! Belle! Belle!"

She pushed Professor White hard and chanted a spell.

A magic wand as tall as a person appeared out of thin air and was grasped in Beatrice's palm.

"Bell! I'll help you with magic...where's Amethyst?" Beatrice's breathing paused for a moment.

The wand holder was empty, with only the surrounding white beams of light remaining.

"Oh, you took away a lot of things..."

Who said this... One sentence can be expressed in fifteen different tones...

"Oh, you took away a lot of things..."

What was the purple-clad Grim Reaper throwing in his hand at that time?

Something purple...hard...the amethyst in the wand...

"Ahhhh!"

Beatrice uttered a sharp scream and turned sharply towards the window, stunned with fear.

But there is no purple-clad death here. The window is empty, with only the silent sunlight wandering on the floor.

"Where is he? He was here just now?" Beatrice was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"No, I have to go find him. Belle needs a space for consciousness to repair her memory. She needs that amethyst!"

"Why are you looking for amethyst? Run away first!" Professor White grabbed Beatrice's wrist.

"Stop talking nonsense! Catch her and hand her over to Scotland Yard first!" Holmes grabbed Beatrice's other arm.

"You are not allowed to leave..."

A low and magnetic voice rang out in the room, and the strange and suffocating feeling caused everyone to hold their breath.

It was Joshua, his eyes were red and a few tears hung on his cheeks.

"You all have to stay... Ivy, she..."

The crying became more and more intense, and Joshua's chest rose and fell violently with the convulsions.

"Is she going to die soon..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the oriental girl in Joshua's arms.

The girl's fair neck was stretched out completely, covered with dense blood holes and bruises, looking extremely terrifying.

Bright red blood kept oozing out of the blood holes. Her face turned increasingly purple, and her lips gradually lost their color.

"Ms. Ivy..." Bell's voice trembled beside him.

She twitched her eyes and shouted excitedly to Beatrice: "You, you hurry up and save her! I went to Mexico just to find you to come and save her!"

“Lord-blooded ghost… … ”

Beatrice widened her eyes in disbelief, as if she had seen some monstrous beast.

"She fell into the vampire lord's consciousness space..."