"About the Secret Forest, we went to the Secret Forest and returned to the inn after arriving, and the time and place before and after were exactly the same. So for the time being, multi-space-time is denied. ”

Xiao Yu was a little skeptical when he wrote this, but he still drew a cross on the side unhurriedly.

"It also denied that the appearance of the maid of the Chiyo family deliberately changed time and space, because in this case, the words of the Medea witch would not be true." She paddled it again.

"Swelling Day came, and the polar night came, and Ginya was chosen as a witch, and then everything was equated with the festival of the dead." She slowed down her speech and thought to herself, "That Chiyona's maid is the most abrupt existence in all situations, and the magic family is also incomplete and has no access to any information. ”

"Mr. Michael told us to go to the witch and tell her that she knew a lot of things, and then we brought up the secret forest lake, and he said that there was no lake, and it could not be ruled out that we had entered into the conjecture of Cora Cairol, and that Kairol's intentions were not clear."

Writing this, she drew a circle in a frustrated manner.

"Medea said that the Rite of the Dead made everything, and that everything slowly faded over time, gradually faded into oblivion, and finally appeared in these mutilated or blank books, leaving only the magical annals of our memories, ...... in between"

Slowly, Xiaoyou's writing speed began to slow down, bit by bit, until finally he completely put down the pen, or rather fall.

"I'm sorry." You suddenly felt helpless, and clutched his head weakly.

Although Yi Bing's approach is to look at the progress of all things in a macro and comprehensive way, everyone can hear that these things are completely unrelated, so... How do you tie it together?

Seeing the re-analysis is not substantially helpful.

"Forget it, let's break through from the festival." Yi Bing's expression was resolute, "This matter can't be delayed any longer." ”

And no one knows anything about the festival except for the witch spirits, so this is the worst-case scenario at the moment.

"Weiwei, let's go find that Medea first, Xiaoyou, you stay in the room and rest, don't go anywhere." Yi Bing put away the sorted book, "Wait for our news and plans." ”

Weiwei, who was next to her with her hands on her chest, was already ready to go, and it seemed that she was going to really do something.

Xiao You looked at the decision of the two of them unexpectedly, in fact, she also wanted to participate, but because of the magic, she was stopped by Yi Bing.

The warm breath in the room grew colder as they left, and the dancing candle flame kept alive.

She suddenly didn't know what she was supposed to do, and sat cross-legged on the bed, as if she was the only one in the world.

The black oppressive world can always make the perception of sadness be infinitely amplified, she thinks of the simple breakfast and the mountain of homework in the Yuan world, and thinks about the anxiety and anxiety when she first met everyone.

When I think of the ignorance and curiosity when I came to CLAIRE, I will also be amazed that this kind of world is completely different from the metaverse.

Even if all the hardships and dangers she faced made her panic, the case in the world of Arras would still be scared even if she thought about it now.

But Xiaoyou knows that there are people around him who are guarding each other all the time, and they are friends who can be trusted 100% and people who care about them.

So she was afraid of being separated again, and desperate to see Qiqi, Xia Luo, and Yuxin.

Her mind was full of overlapping memories, every story of Wudu, Maple Leaf Springs, Paradise City, Estinburg or the Isle of Fais was still vivid, but the bustling scenes of the past were a distant past.

What should she do, what exactly will she have to do to break through the predicament in front of her?

The world of political and legal corruption has left them isolated, not to mention that the festival of the dead is a grand festival of the entire city, and now that they have lost their magic inexplicably, can they really only rely on Yi Bing and Weiwei?

You's emotions have never been so heavy, she can't see through the truth of these encounters, she can't see through what everyone is going through.

The desperate night sky seemed to sink deeper into darkness because of her mood.