- Just go to the study and pick up a book like a note. Lady Selinya, who can do anything, will definitely find a way to solve it.

The candles lit by the brown-haired maid after leaving the dining room made it easy to walk in this shady place.

- Even if the man noticed anything, it didn't matter, the blue-eyed girl from before was a very good sacrifice.

The brown-haired maid walked slowly up the stairs to the second floor, planks creaking underfoot.

- The mist of the deep forest of Shantaka is also a trap laid by Lord Selinya, as long as you go to the gravel path, you are under witchcraft, if there is no one to lead the way, the poor girl will wander in the forest forever, endlessly...... When I went to take her as my next sacrifice, it was like seeing a savior, like a stupid bug, and he trusted me completely. It will be a little easier to get started at that time.

The brown-haired maid put her hand behind the doorknob, and with a slight force, the door to the study opened.

And behind the door......

The brown-haired maid lifted the candlestick and shone it through.

"It's a mess. The brown-haired maid murmured.

But in the face of the flying paper, she didn't have any intention of cleaning up.

What Selinya-sama hates the most is that others touch her research materials without her permission, and last time she just cleaned it up, and she still remembers the angry way Selinya-sama looked, and the punishment for this wrong...... She still wakes up from nightmares.

Suddenly a gust of wind rose, and the paper was blown and the candle in the hand of the brown-haired maid was blown out.

Bang Dong –

"Huh?"

The brown-haired maid subconsciously looked back and found that it was just the door behind her that was closed.

But......

The ...... she had just swept away

What is it?

The brown-haired maid looked at the crouching thing between the bookshelf and the wall, the figure like a spider, but it was a ...... Mankind?

The man had a dagger in his mouth, and his eyes sparkled like a monster.

"You ......"

Before the brown-haired maid could say anything, the dark shadow let out a low roar in her throat, and then the whole person flew up.

Poof-

The dagger slit her throat.

The menorah fell beside her.

The brown-haired maid wanted to say something, but all she could do was make a hehe sound.

Blood soaked the scattered paper, and the last breath in her eyes gradually faded out.

The brown-haired maid's last thought before she died was-

When did Selinya-sama turn her into a monster too?

-

Moran spat out the dagger from his mouth and shook the blood off it.

She gently wiped the blood from her face with her fingers, and her sapphire eyes were full of surprise.

"Eh, ordinary people?"

She had seen that the maid was pale and expressionless, and she thought that this person could be some kind of ghost. So he tensed his body and struck with all his might. But I didn't expect it......

"If I knew that this would have left her alive, I can't tell what information I can get......"

As he spoke, Moran couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief, and when he opened his eyes again, both of his sapphire eyes seemed to be stained with blood.

"It's blood......"

Moran paused suddenly, reached out and pinched his waist to sober himself up.

"Damn, is that after the last killing?"

She thought she had gotten rid of the monster's body, but she couldn't get rid of the monster's soul.

Mo Lan does not practice martial arts, and has always maintained a calm and tranquil lifestyle, just to suppress this anger in his heart.

But now, it seems that the monster's soul is only asleep for the time being, waiting for the opportunity to wake up.

Moran, who was a little more sober, realized that his hands were hurting.

Then, looking through the glimmer of the window, she saw that some of her nails had been split off, revealing flesh. And the bandage on his left arm began to show traces of blood.

I think it was when I was crawling on a high place just now, and my hands had to be used to support my body.

Moran chose the most familiar method of hiding, but forgot her body, just an ordinary human being, maybe slightly better than ordinary girls, but still a delicate girl's family.

Moran let out a long sigh, "Scarred...... I really should still choose the idyllic life of not going out of the door, and this time I went out to the national capital, which was really a wrong choice...... Ah, blood, blood soaked the book!"

Moran scrambled to cover the corpse's wounds and moved her to a place where there were no books...... Even though she was already the fastest, a lot of the paper scattered on the ground was soaked.

"It's a shame......"

Moran sighed as he picked up the papers, trying to see which ones could be salvaged.

Through the end times, she has begun to lose sight of the value of life, especially when she has seen her parents killed......

If she died at the hands of a zombie, she wouldn't say anything. But at the hands of greedy humans......

That's the end times......

After seventeen years, Moran thought that he could somehow regain some of his attention to life, but now it seems that he is still a little worse.

"Huh? These papers...... What the hell is it?"

Moran suddenly noticed that these scattered papers were all painted with some strange symbols and patterns, and if Moran had to say something, she always felt that these things were things that only appeared in magic.

"Isn't that Selenya a ghost, but a witch?"

"Haha, how could it be ......"

Moran laughed twice, but the smile on his face disappeared.

There is a great possibility of a wronged soul, and so is the possibility of a witch......

If witches exist, then ......

"The Adept ......"

Moran hurriedly shook his head.

"No, witches may exist, but it is absolutely impossible for the Adeptus!"

Moran was sure.

"Alright, then let me see if there's anything else to ...... Hmm, is this paper, parchment? No...... There's pure white parchment there......"

Moran pulled out a strange white piece of paper from the blood-soaked pile of paper.

This piece of paper obviously looked the same as the surrounding paper, but with a slight shake, blood beads scattered all over the ground. It turned out to be waterproof white paper! Moran had seen it for the first time! I really didn't know what kind of material this paper was made of......

Moran wiped the blood from it with his sleeve, but he couldn't wipe off the blood on one corner.

Looking closely, I realized that this should be a bloodstain that has been left for a long time.

This paper feels the same as other paper, but it is waterproof...... So how did you get all this blood?

And what puzzled Moran the most was ......

"Intimacy?"