To the north of the Dosse River, on the outskirts of the town of Parahn, Bob slumped limply in a chair in the corner of the mansion.

He was far away from the fire, and while the sunlight was not a mortal threat to the Bloods of the Steeu world, they, like all the undead, still hated things that were rich in positive energy and fire.

In front of Bob's eyes, two master spellcasters were boiling soup in front of the stove in the middle of the mansion, and they broke the jerky little by little and threw it into the soup, adding salt and the necessary condiments, and stirring them a little bit. In short, just looking at the way they cook dinner, it looks as laid-back as an outing.

But this is not the case.

More than once since following them, Bob had seen the two masters fiddling with the strange instruments to detect the concentration of the plague in all directions. They looked serious and urgent, as if they were trying to stop the undead scourge, but strangely enough, they didn't look into the place Bob had mentioned.

There are all kinds of strange reasons, such as 'collecting data on natural disasters for future experiments', 'we need to be well prepared', and even more excessively, there are even perfunctory excuses such as 'I can't do it today, I have diarrhea'.

Annoyed by the question, the spellcaster, who was called the 'Mobile Library' and the 'Senluo Wanxiang', once said impatiently, "Shut up! I just don't trust you! What can you do with me!"

yes! With all that said, what else can Bob do with him?

Bob, who couldn't fight and couldn't escape, and still hoped to use the two of them for revenge, could only swallow his anger and act as a cow and a horse, waiting for these two masters to change their minds. But at the moment, it seems that they have no intention of doing so.

When the broth was ready, Charlotte scooped up a bowl of soup, took out dry food and dipped it in the broth as she ate, and asked, "Bob, would you like to eat something?"

He said, smacking his lips in great enjoyment.

- He definitely did it on purpose!, Bob thought with a grunt.

"No, thank you for your kindness, Lord Count. Bob huddled in a corner of the house with his shoulders on his shoulders, and he had to express his gratitude to the demon.

After being tortured by Villette, Charlotte and Claire were given a drop of precious essence blood, and the blood had not been close for many days, and the blood could not help but be dizzy and weak from hunger due to the anti-hunger ability of the blood clan. As for dry food...... What a joke! You've seen a bloodline eat those dry foods!

"Well, you know, I'm a good heart, and you have to conserve your strength to have a chance of revenge. Charlotte took a sip of the hot soup and exhaled the heat as she said, "Ahh ”

In the evening, Charlotte finally receives a summons from Vivien, and the group has arrived safely in the Duchy of Durall, and with Leonard's help to hide their identities, and Elle is ready to return to Charlotte after making sure that the other party is safe.

With the soul link between Elle and Charlotte, as long as the stupid young girl does not drop the chain, with her almost infinite magical energy, she will definitely be able to return to Charlotte early tomorrow morning. At that time, the brothers who have no worries about the future plan to go to the place that Bob said to find out.

After hearing his words, Bob was surprised and delighted, "You two have finally decided to believe me?!"

"What are you talking about?" said Charlotte, "we've both trusted you all along!"

Bob sneered inwardly, and I don't know who said, 'I don't trust you at all.'

The lineage of the Christian family is not clear, and his inner emotions and shallow consciousness activities have fallen into Charlotte's eyes without leakage. Using the abilities of mind-like spells and the Vientiane Eye, Charlotte had already planted a seed in Bob's sea of consciousness. For now, though, Bob really wasn't lying.

Sensing Bob's conscious activity, Charlotte glanced at Claire, who nodded slightly as she drank the soup.

Bob's demeanor and consciousness activity puzzled the two masters, and they were shocked in their hearts, and they couldn't believe that they could find the enemy's life so easily. It's too much of a logical coincidence, and it makes them doubt everything. This may also be a common problem among spell researchers.

But in any case, the final result will be available tomorrow.

Claire finished the soup and extinguished the fire in the stove. Before going to bed, he made a summary.

"Take us to that location early tomorrow morning. Bob, you'd better not lie to me, or you'll pray that you'll miraculously escape from our palms. ”

Claire stared at Bob for three seconds with her emerald green eyes, which contained no emotion but made Bob more chilled than any angry, murderous look.

Bob couldn't help but shudder, and said with a smile, "Please rest assured, two adults, I will never joke with my life." ”

Claire didn't answer, and he and Charlotte walked separately to their rooms.

—March 3, 6th year of the Fifth Age, Pompeii world, torrential rain

Time flies, and it's been three months since the last diary. I still remember that record was December 18th, Charlotte's 25th birthday, and I don't want to be in a blink of an eye, but the end of the year is approaching.

The world of Pompeii is very far away from the world of Steeu, with countless membranes in between, and the recent interverse storms, the telecommunication device is not effective, and at the time of writing this diary, it is unknown if Charlotte has returned to Icewind Castle safely.

I don't know if I'll be able to get back to the world of Steeu before the end of the year. Yesterday, I heard from the Lord of Donnier in Pompeii that the Sky City of Rivardeo had been cruising this world, and I had a hunch that I was approaching Baldwin's location. In order to get to the bottom of the story and understand the connection between Edwin and Zoe, I couldn't afford to miss this incredible opportunity.

However, there are some regrets in my heart.

I couldn't accompany Charlotte to celebrate her birthday last time, and I'm afraid I won't be able to spend the end of the year with him this time, but in order to welcome the winter......

Syllable!

Charlotte snapped the diary shut, and he looked at Claire as she walked down the stairs, an embarrassed smile on her face.

"You don't have to worry about me. Claire waved her hand, "Just as if I didn't exist." ”

"Ha, ha...... I don't understand what you're talking about. Charlotte embarrassedly retracted the diary into the other space, and patted the Book of Etroacke on her chest to change the subject, "Elle has returned, are you ready over there?"

Claire took over the conversation understandingly, "What else is there to prepare? no matter how much the instrument is used to measure the concentration of the plague, the data obtained is consistent with what Bob said, and you don't see any signs of Bob lying." Everything seems to be going so smoothly, and if there is any conspiracy, then all we can do is to block it with soldiers and cover it up. ”

"Well, that's right. Let's see what the hell they're up to!"

After disarming the mansion spell, Charlotte and Claire checked the spell materials on one side of their bodies again, and decided to take a look at the place Bob had mentioned.

What they have to face next is the heart of the natural disaster, or the trick of delaying time, or some subtle trap?