C104 (1/2)

Kiran, the uncle of Camille, the city's alternative guardian, was one of the unnatural representatives of the human race. He had always kept a low profile, so Rebecca didn't know him at all.

Father Killan raised his eyebrows in confusion. It looked like another battle was about to break out. Marcel was still bringing his little angel out tonight.

It wasn't that Rebecca couldn't control Father Kieran, it was just that she didn't think that Father Kieran had been taking verbena all this time. This was just an accident brought about by his habit.

The Jiran Family had always been trying to maintain a balance between humans and unnatural races. They were impartial and low-key.

Rebecca had been fooled by Father Kiran. Fortunately, her time for the evening coincided with other events in Davina and Marcel's life. She and Elijah had time to plan.

Without any casualties, the Kiran Family had always been a mediator. They did not have a specific position, and all they cared about was the safety and harmony of the human race.

— It should be fine, right?

Father Kiran followed Rebecca's instructions and swiftly closed the door. He then quietly chose to leave the church.

Rebecca ran up to him and let out a long breath. When she saw Elijah's coffin, her heartbeat quickened. ”I knew you were here.” When Rebecca saw Elijah, she was relieved. Her brother was fine.

The next second, the lid of the coffin opened with a bang. Elijah suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at Rebecca.

Something was wrong. Klaus had obviously captured their brother, so how could Elijah be awake?

As if an invisible force had pulled her into memories, Rebecca's vision suddenly turned black, and her body involuntarily changed into a completely different state.

”What the hell?” Rebecca was so angry that she started to despise him. Could it be that the little wolf girl was playing with her again? Impossible, she didn't have that much space. It was all because of that damned witch, or else it was because of the actions of her family. But, it was just her and Elijah here.

It was impossible! Was this Elijah real or fake? What was his purpose?

An exceptionally familiar voice entered his ears. His brother gently tapped her forehead, and a carefree and familiar feeling assaulted him. ”Rebecca, please pay attention to the tone.”

Elijah? Was it really Elijah?

Rebecca found herself in a retro petticoat, Elijah standing behind her in a tailored suit, and Rebecca turned and stared at her brother for a few seconds before flying over to hug him. ”Elijah, what are these?”

The surroundings were unfamiliar yet familiar. Rebecca's expression was one of slight awkwardness, as if she did not want to remember many things.

Elijah took his sister's hand and took a few steps forward. Everything he did was to make Rebecca trust him, and then he supported her. ”You don't remember, that year you went with me to the opera house, and that was when Klaus pulled out your dagger. Your first time back in New Orleans was raided. ”

Rebecca remembered looking at Elijah with curiosity and uneasiness.

”This is a memory that only you and I can share.” ”I also need you to know that this is not another trick of Davina's.”