"X month X day, the belly is getting bigger and bigger day by day, I have no choice but to put on a wide robe, although it is now autumn, but such a heavy robe is still obviously a little out of place, I hope those people don't pay more attention to it, but fortunately, winter is coming, this child should be born at that time, I wish everything well."

When Xie Yan read this, I couldn't help but look back at the door. Elise must still be sitting by the door waiting for us.

I don't know what her expression would be like if she saw her mother's diary.

I sighed and flipped the page.

"Today I wrote a letter to Rins, and as I was writing it, it became clear that I had not been in the habit of keeping a diary for a long time, and perhaps this habit had been diluted in the busy life of becoming a bishop. But today is still a memorable day, so I opened it again and prepared to record this moment today. ”

"To be honest, I feel like this child is about to be born, and I don't know what I should do with this child in a winter like this, because I can't raise her, and I can't throw her out the door, then she's going to freeze to death. Not even an adult can survive a night in this snowfall, let alone a baby like this? ”

"Hey, everything is up to the will of God, as long as I can give birth to this child first, I have no regrets."

This leads me to the next page, and I immediately flipped to it.

"On the Xth day, I ended up secretly putting the child in the cargo box of a carriage and gave her a nice name, 'Elise,' hehe. Of course, it's up to me to decide whether it's good or not, and now I can only hope that she can get a good home, and that the coachmen will treat her well. “

After this day, Jinyu stopped again, and there were several blanks in between.

"It seems that after saying goodbye to Elise, Jinyu has entered a low period again." Xie Yan said slowly.

"It's also possible that she's preparing for the Pope's business." I shrugged.

As it turned out, my prophecy was right.

"X, X, today, is the day when my goal is achieved."

After flipping through countless blank sheets of paper, Jinyu finally wrote two more lines.

"On the day of the Xth month, today I witness his death. I didn't do anything to him so that I could leave him with a whole body, and then after I was sure that he was dead, I disposed of his body in a place that no one would know. ”

"It's not like Craft." Xie Yan said as he read.

"Probably so." Feeling a chill in my back, I couldn't help but nod.

"It seems that Jinyu was really preparing something during that time." Xie Yan thought for a moment, and then continued to read.

"X, X, X, today is a day to remember, and it is also the day I want to end my diary."

"From today, I have been successfully crowned and ascended to the highest throne in this country, the 'Pope'. It wasn't a dirty way to get on it, but at least I did. ”

"This country will inevitably evolve in my hands, and it will inevitably grow like never before in my hands, I will make the Weaving Star Country the number one country in the world, and then finally annex the Manyo Country, so that Rin Si can return to where he should go back."

Unexpectedly, Jinyu still thought about Rin Slater in her heart at such a time.

"Okay, at this moment, I am not writing this as Jinyu, but as the Pope, and from now on, I will never touch this diary again."

"Let it be sealed forever in the darkness that even I can't touch, and the secrets will eventually dissipate and be known to everyone."

Jinyu's handwriting disappeared completely.

Although the diary is not half finished, it is clear that, judging by the person's own description, it seems that she no longer wants to write this kind of thing.

In other words, she closed her pen, and she wanted to say goodbye to her past.

"Go down." But Xie Yan seemed to smell the impurity of the matter, pointed to the bottom half of the diary, and motioned for me to continue flipping through it.

In fact, I felt the same way, so I continued to turn the pages of my diary page by page.

Five pages have passed.

There is no writing.

Ten pages, twenty pages have passed.

No one has written anything.

It was as if the diary had been sealed forever from the moment she became pope.

But this does not correspond to the current situation.

Because this diary appeared under the dresser in Jinyu's room, it means that she has been carrying this book for the past sixteen years.

And in keeping with her old habit of leaving a lot of blanks, there must be something behind it.

So I continued to turn page by page, and soon, fifty pages passed, a hundred pages passed, two hundred pages passed.

I've turned over two-thirds of the way through this journal, but there's still not a word.

If the blank space in this diary symbolizes the passage of time, then perhaps there will be words on one of the pages of the last third.

I don't know why I think so, but in the remaining void, I always feel that there is some hope hidden.

"Maybe it's desperation." Xie Yan spread his hands.

"Well, whether it's hope or despair, I want to see it." I flipped the pages of the book, expecting the scene of hope in my heart.

And things are just as I thought.

As I flipped through the pages, a symbol suddenly caught my attention.

It was in the midst of this mass of repetition that a symbol suddenly appeared.

While this doesn't say anything, it at least proves that someone left traces on the diary along the way.

And the most important thing is that this symbol is not like those ant characters in the Star Weaving Country, I can actually understand this symbol.

Although I have forgotten where the symbol came from, it clearly means ......

"It's a legacy." Xie Yan said, "You should know better than me where this symbol comes from." “

Should I know better than he does?

Wait, this symbol is......

Suddenly, a goosebump-inducing thought crossed my mind, and I immediately pulled out Rinslet's cadenza and turned the first page of it.

In one of the spells recorded on the first page, one such spell is drawn.

And the most important point is that the handwriting of this incantation in the cadenza post is exactly the same as the handwriting on this diary.