The more critical the situation was, the more she forced herself to calm down. Even if I could go back, the manor on Earth would most likely no longer exist. With all her relatives dead, she is left alone on Earth. Of course, there are no nightmares, evil spirits, or evil gods on Earth... but. She remembered those indifferent looks. I somehow recalled the scene of receiving teaching from my wife every morning. And there is no guarantee that you will be able to go back. There are still many mysteries. This strange body, why does it have energy again after the outbreak of fatigue?
And the lady's position...why did she betray the goddess, and whether she really intended to use herself as a sacrifice. She felt she would not feel at ease until she understood these things. "Sister Hitzfeld..." Joey came from the front holding something. They were all books and documents, things she had been holding before she fell into the dream world. Oh, right. And that bottle of mysterious ink. "Thank you, Joey." Hitzfeld touched him on the head. "Sister Hitzfeld." The boy let her take the things and looked at her eagerly. "Do you think Dad and Mom will be okay?" "..." Hitzfeld was silent for a moment. I seemed to have heard Zafira say before that Joseph and his wife had not returned since they were looking for Joey. She couldn't guarantee whether they would also be infected by the curse, or whether they would happen to be able to escape by boat at the port. "They'll be fine." She could only lie against her conscience. On the bright side, they might have made it out of the bridge block.
…… After coaxing Joey away, Hitzfeld went to the living room alone, sat on the sofa, and put all the documents aside. She was still sleepy, but not as sleepy as before. She pulled out her notebook out of habit and tried to draw some pen sketches to distract herself. As a result, he pulled out the wrong one and accidentally pulled out the lady's manuscript. It's wrong, so be it. She didn't want to change. If she remembered correctly, the manuscript was only half filled. There was a lot of blank paper at the back, so she just randomly picked a few blank pages to draw on. I turned to the page where the record ended, unscrewed the pen cap, and drew a few wavy lines in the blank space as usual. This is a trial. See if it can be used. Second, look at the ink color. Bright red lines appeared in a winding pattern, and Hitzfeld frowned slightly. She discovered that she had brought the wrong pen. I didn't bring the pen with black ink, so I brought this one with red ink. How about just drawing it like this? Smiling to herself, she pulled down her blindfold. A slight gap was created when she pulled it, and through this gap, her left eye also glanced outward slightly. My right hand suddenly lost control. Strictly speaking, it was the pen that lost control. The pen tip starts a new line directly at the end of the previous paragraph: [The curse is over, I must find a way to protect Anna.] "?" Hitzfeld was stunned at first. "!!!" Then the blue right eye opened wide and stared at the tip of the pen in amazement. Red ink... Red ink!!! She panted heavily, looking forward to it continuing to write.
Five seconds. Ten seconds. The tip of the pen didn't move at all. "...?" With a frown on his face, Hitzfeld carefully recalled the steps he had just taken. Then she tentatively pulled the blindfold off, closed her right eye, and stared at the tip of the pen with only her golden left eye. The feeling of being out of control reappeared. The pen tip starts a new line again: [I decided to forge evidence that Anna stayed in Wayne.] [I have already lost Ivan, I can't lose you again...] Chapter 61 Shadow Ghost In the cellar, several policemen in black stood at attention, watching Xia Yibing come down again under the leadership of Mu Ke. "What discovery?" "This way." Taking her to the table, Mu Ke got straight to the point. "As you can see, there are so many books here... Didn't you say before that the book was written in ancient Sarai, which is very rare? Now you can say a few more words - 90% of them are written in this language!" "Are these all?" Xia Yibing's eyebrows jumped. The cellar was not big, and it would be very cramped for five or six people. Of course, such a place could not store too many books, but even so, there were more than a hundred books on the table and on the bookshelf. Many of them are large hard-cover books, and the pages have been treated with the best materials for preservation. When you open them, not only do you not smell much of the old smell, but there is also a scent of rich book fragrance. "This is not the biggest discovery!" Mu Ke said excitedly, picking up a book to show her. "Take a look at this book... "Sala Customs"! And this book "Richard Feynman's Travels in Elsa"! And this book "Fang Shuhua's Hunting Diary"!... These books describe the origin and development of the ancient Sara Dynasty on this continent! Including their culture, system, ideas, and the difficulties they once faced!" "I can now be sure that after the complete translation, these books will definitely fill in a large gap in history!" "That's it." Xia Yibing frowned and nodded. Indeed, this is extremely good news. Sara is not the only country in the eastern continent, but the other countries, except for Goli and the Fire Dragon Alliance in the west, are more like simple earthen fortresses entrenched in the wilderness than countries. Not every country can enjoy the protection of Xie Yang. Even if the sect has gathered a group of believers in the surrounding areas through missionary work, without enough copies of the holy stone tablets - that is, the Xie Yang stone carvings, these places will still be inevitably invaded by evil spirits. In such a background, there is no way a prosperous city like Blackwood could be born. People could only live crowded in a crude castle with strict security and lack of ventilation, accompanied by hunger and the smell of feces every day. Xia Yibing had been on an overseas mission and had witnessed that horrific scene.
She never wanted to go through that a second time. In addition, there is actually an open secret in the upper circles of the empire. That is to say, the present-day Sarah and the ancient Sarah can be said to be two civilizations. Based on scattered ancient books unearthed in various places, many scholars translated and studied them and concluded that the true successor to Sara should possess the "power to ride dragons, command the oceans, and dominate light and shadow." But the current Sara royal family clearly does not match these descriptions. Some small circles even circulate an even more extreme statement, believing that the Sarath royal family is actually the "thieves of the country" and that the fall of the ancient Sarath dynasty is closely related to Sarath I recorded in modern history. Xia Yibing knew that this statement was an exaggeration. In addition to the royal family, there are many powerful forces in this country. When these forces unite, even the royal family can only temporarily avoid the edge. But they are still willing to support that family as king. This shows that they have reached a consensus that these slanders are just nonsense. There was only one legend that she truly believed in - judging by the ancient documents and alchemical creations that had been unearthed in recent years, the progress of civilization today was probably not as good as it was a hundred years ago. That's right. Documents from more than a hundred years ago clearly recorded that there was no such thing as nightmare or eternal night at that time. Every day is peaceful, every day is hopeful. It's not surprising to make faster progress in such an environment. People from other countries were hostile to Sara, believing that they had merely occupied a good piece of land in the beginning and discovered the sacred stone slab. As for Sarah herself, whether for the purpose of discovering evidence or for the purpose of "solving the mystery of the dream world", they also want to uncover the dusty fog and find out what happened at that time. For example, do gods really exist? Are there really such magical animals in the world...like dragons? How did the dream world and nightmares suddenly appear in the world? If there are still miracles now, where has the god who once protected them gone? "I know they are very important, but, Muko." Xia Yibing looked at her excited subordinates. "I'm afraid only Puslint would be really interested in them." "For the Crown, I don't think the merit of discovering these ancient books can offset the negligence we have made here." Mu Ke's smile froze. …He had to admit that she was right. "But you really helped a lot."
The woman suddenly smiled. "Ah I……" "Most of the contents of ancient books are useless to us, but they can serve as 'witnesses'." "Like where do they come from?" “Antiques written entirely in ancient Sarai are hard to find in a year. Why are there so many here, and why are they so well preserved?” Mu Ke's brows gradually furrowed.