Chapter 383

The real and cruel world will not change because of the death of a little witch. So will Klaus and their life. The influence of Davina's death seems to be slowly silenced after a loud plop.

The time passed so slowly for a few days.

Study.

Rebecca sat inside with a book in her hand, and Klaus came in from outside.

Klaus's idea of leaving with a book was dispelled. He went to the position opposite Rebecca and sat down slowly. Rebecca's vision remained unchanged and cynical. Her appearance was always angry and sharp, "dear brother, all this was destined to be a tragedy from the beginning, wasn't it?"

"... if you insist, my sister, yes, we saved the city. Of course... It's also a good thing that the witches lost their mana, but this is really not the end I expected." Klaus nodded. He never explained. He didn't explain when he killed Tim. Now, he won't say more about Davina's death.

No matter how many explanations will welcome the dead back from hell, then they have only one choice, that is to still live their own life.

Rebecca hates him like this. It's all his fault. Klaus, this damn bastard, he can live like nothing.

Rebecca squeezed the book in her hand. She seemed to have some resentment and planned to leave. She got up and tightened her wrist. Klaus grabbed her. "I have to say, my sister, you still make me look at you. Look, you are very resourceful now. I really want to know how you found them at the dock at the first time? Where on earth did you get your exact information? "

Rebecca didn't resist. She just turned her cheek and smiled. Should she report this to her brother one by one, "Klaus, you know you're not the only one who planted spies in the French district."