I must make the thief who stole my abilities look good! [Comprehensive]

Blanche could already speak.

When she was held hostage by Nazuka, she wanted to open her mouth to remind Kuroro not to answer, but she couldn't make a sound, so Kazuki Nazuka covered her mouth.

So strictly speaking, the first thing Blanche said two years later was calling Mingzuka's name.

Then she lost strength and passed out.

After waking up, he spoke again, calling another man's name.

"Who is Merlin?" Kuroro asked.

Blanche withdrew her outstretched hand and looked around silently. In ordinary guest rooms, the sea can be seen from the window, and there is no other scenery around except the sea. There is a slight but not obvious shaking in the room, or in other words, A little floating.Blanche was pretty sure she was on an unnamed cruise ship.

The body is still a little tired, and the spirit is not very good. She has a sense of emptiness after waking up after a long sleep.

Kuroro was wearing an ordinary shirt and trousers without a tie, and the jacket of the suit was thrown casually on the couch, not afraid of making creases. The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, and the coffee he placed by the bed was completely cold .

There's nothing good about the dark stuff, but they'd be delicious in coffee jelly, Blanche thought.

"Who is Merlin?" Kuroro asked again.

Merlin is... a strange magician.

Blanche reflexively wanted to find the mobile phone, and searched the room with her eyes, but she couldn't find it.

"Looking for a mobile phone?" Chrollo sensed Blanche's intentions, "You lost it when you fell into the sea. And you can already speak, why don't you try to speak yourself?"

Hearing this, Blanche glanced at him a little timidly, then lowered her eyelashes and swallowed her saliva.

...there is no way to speak freely, as one wishes, without burden.

"Who is Merlin?"

This was Kuroro's third question, and obviously he wouldn't stop until she spoke.

Blanche opened her mouth and closed it again.

She looked up at Kuroro, who was surprisingly patient.Blanche took a deep breath and said, "...I..."

She jumped at the sound of her own voice.When she was emotionally calm, she heard her own voice again after two years. It seemed that it was a little hoarse due to the long sleep, and Blanche felt very strange.

The dark-haired man handed her the half-full water glass next to the bed.

Blanche raised her head and drank it, opened her mouth again and said, "...I, had a dream. Merlin is... a magician."

Magician Merlin.

Kuroro remembered the books he read before, "Merlin in the legend of King Arthur? Why did you dream of him?"

Blanche didn't study well for a few days, and she doesn't like reading books very much, but she likes moving, sound movies, animations and the like very much.

She had heard the legend of King Arthur but she must have never read the original text, and Blanche didn't know how Crollo associated this ancient story from "Magician" and "Merlin".

She just said: "...strange dream."

"It's really a strange dream." Kuroro affirmed.

When he said this, Blanche was a little annoyed. What exactly does this person dictate to other people's dreams? !

But only then did she realize that the hand she stretched out unconsciously just now happened to be the one that Kazuki Nazuka broke. The broken rib is fine now, but she felt that the broken bone seemed to have pierced her lungs, and it must have been seriously injured...

Although it is not known how long she slept, even with medical treatment, these wounds will not heal perfectly and quickly.Blanche still remembers that Kuroro stole Nancy White's ability to heal wounds...

"Thank you," said the girl.

Her voice has gradually returned to normal. Even though she is still reluctant to speak, judging by the momentum, her normal communication ability is about to return.

The voice is clear and not crisp, but rather hazy, as if I don't know what to say.

Kuroro didn't want to hear Blanche say thank you, whether it's a good person or a bad person, after doing a good deed, they must not seek a thank you.

It's just a polite term used to maintain superficial etiquette between people in the common world.

He leaned over slightly and put the book on the bedside table as well.

"Call me by my name."

...What is this person doing?

Suddenly asking someone to call him by his name was a very strange thing, even more strange than her dreaming about Merlin in the legend of King Arthur.

Blanche watched him warily.

"I haven't heard it for two years, and I'm a little curious about what it would be like if you called my name." Kurollo added.

...but still very strange.

Even so, Blanche hesitated for a moment, and shouted: "...Krollo."

Someone's expression didn't change at all.

He said: "The voice is too low, I can't hear clearly."

But this sentence is definitely deceiving. The room is very quiet. Apart from the two people talking, the loudest noise is the air supply from the central air conditioner. It is only a dozen decibels at most, and it is not enough to cover Blanche's voice.

But Blanche said it again, "Krollo."

This time it was a little smoother than last time.

Kuroro wanted to say something again, but when her lips just opened, Blanche said, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." She was about to get under the quilt as she spoke.

At this moment, Kuroro took her hand covering the quilt and said, "What a coincidence, I'm sleepy too."

"..." Blanche said, "Go back to your room and sleep."

"There is no room for me, only this one." Kuroro sighed, "It's hard to find a room for a cruise ship during peak season."

It was as if the person who killed and robbed the room before was someone else.

"And I've been sitting on a chair for a long time, even I need a bed." Kurollo said seriously.

Taking advantage of Blanche staring at him, Kuroro sat on the edge of the bed and lay down.

He hugged the girl into his arms, just as naturally as in the night in the Sith desert, Kuroro closed his eyes, kissed the girl's hair, and said in a male voice as cold as the westerly wind, "Sleep, you Need sleep."

Blanche was not bothered by the smell of him.

...On the contrary, I still feel a little nostalgic.

Maybe it was really exhausting too much energy, the girl pillowed his arm and fell asleep after a while.

There is only the sound of the central air conditioner blowing air in the room.

The speed of the cruise ship was even slower than expected, and when the two of them landed at the southern end of the Jorubian continent, ten days had passed since boarding the ship.

It took Blanche a day and a half from coma to waking up.Even when Kuroro took her on the speedboat and then changed from the speedboat to the cruise ship, she didn't even feel it.

It took another day and a half from waking up to getting out of bed to eat. Compared with the man who has always been alive and energetic and hard to kill, he is also a little fragile.

But since she was able to get out of bed and eat, Blanche has almost completely recovered.

Not only did she go to the restaurant to report on three meals a day, but she also took Kuroro's card to find the manager on the cruise ship. She didn't know what to say or what method, and the other party gave her the reserved room.

In the following time, Blanche and Kurolo spent a few days leisurely on the cruise ship like real tourists.

A certain person was in his room, watching movies, animations and eating desserts, and having fun with himself, Kuroro regretted a little, knowing that she would not have fully healed her injuries.

But even after arriving in Jorubian Continent, Blanche will not go back to Beiqi Town for the time being. She wants to go back to Meteor Street with Kuroro to find the knight.

The knight is at the base on Meteor Street, Kuroro has already called to confirm.

Blanche asked him to apply for a fake identity card, which had been lost in the delta waters within less than a month of use.

Anyway, it's a fake certificate, there is no difference between getting one card and ten cards, and knights can't run away.

Entering Meteor Street again, Blanche has more experience.

She and Kuroro flew over the tops of all kinds of rubbish mountains, and within an hour, they had arrived at the brigade base.

The base still looks like a dangerous building that will not collapse. Either the skylight is broken or the gate cannot be closed.

There are still not many members in the base, Xiaodi, Franklin, Maggie, Pike and Xia Ke are there.

Kuroro's sudden appearance did not cause much surprise—they have long been accustomed to the group leader's elusive presence, and it is very difficult to find him after the general brigade activities.

They were quite surprised to see Blanche, and she visited the brigade's base too frequently.

Blanche made it clear: "I'm here to ask Xia Ke to apply for an identity card." He said it as if Xia Ke was a policeman from the Meteor Street Sub-district Office.

Margie asked, "Can you talk?"

Blanche nodded.

Pike stared at her twice more.Because since the head of the group suddenly asked her about raising cats, she once asked a lot: "What does the cat raised by the head of the group look like?"

At that time, the leader said: "Long hair, white, blue eyes."

"Muppet?" The breed Pike was referring to.

"Yes."

Pike withdrew his gaze and shook his head, how could a person be a cat?

The knight cultivated immortality in front of the computer all night, and now he is sleeping in the room with the door closed.

When Blanche knocked on the door of the chivalrous man, she paused her fingers and hesitated.She pulled Kurolo who passed by and was about to go back to her room, and said, "Come here."

Kuroro knocked for her conveniently, and asked more casually: "Aren't you familiar with the knight?"

Blanche nodded, "I'm quite familiar with it. But last time I went in through the window and bumped into the knight sleeping naked. He was very upset."

At this time, the knight opened the door with his messy hair on his face. He was a little angry when he got up, but when he heard Blanche's words and saw Kuroro's face, his hand holding the doorknob froze.

The stiff blue-eyed fox looked at Blanche, then at Kuroro.He couldn't help thinking, what kind of enmity did he have with Blanche?As for programming him this way?

The knight could only change the subject more stiffly: "Hey, Blanche, can you talk now?"

Kuroro said blankly: "Xia Ke, put on your clothes, Blanche lost her identity card, help her get another one."

Then he said to Blanche again: "You come with me."

Xia Ke felt that he might really be a policeman from the Meteor Street Sub-district Office.