Broken notes scattered by Brand, the Elephant Summoner:

There has been a breakthrough in the study of essential blood for black streaks, but unfortunately, I have to transfer again.

These damn Simic conservatives, their brains are already rigid - they don't know anything about the problem I'm working on and Elsa's contribution! Nothing!

These xxxxxx (this section was artificially crossed out) affected by the essential blood of the black streak disease had to be taken away, and I had a hunch that I could create a whole new creature that would be of great war value.

As for these monsters that were infected by the bloodstream of the black striate disease but did not die, I see, the ceratosaurus needs to be taken away, and this guy is also infected with the mad dragon virus - I have to say that this is a fairly rare experimental individual. When it comes to the question of who is more infectious, the monstrous blood or the black streak, I think I can draw a lot of inspiration from this ceratosaurus.

Is it the Black Eclipse Dragon's Crazy Dragon Virus that wins? Or is it the infection of the blood of the striated blood of the black striae to win? Or will the two coexist or even annihilate together? I look forward to receiving a detailed study on this valuable experimental sample.

With the leftovers from these experiments, let them stay here and buy me some time.

For the xxxxxx (this paragraph has also been artificially crossed out) research, I would like to say that I have touched the door to success - uh, maybe the doorknob. Until now, I had never observed that the combination of the Axis of Time and the essentiate blood of the black streak disease on such a creature would cause such a different change in the experimental sample according to the differences between men, women, and children.

In this regard, I think this must be my greatest achievement in this time, and as long as I continue to research, I will let everyone in Aisha know about my research and efforts for the world - just at the expense of some insignificant social 'leftovers'.

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The Nightmare of 'Lone Wolf' Dietas:

"Nope! Rena! Cross! Stella! You can't do that! Dietas roared angrily as he watched Cross pierce his companion's sword.

"Dietas, we have to do this. Maruk is already infected, he has lost his mind! Do you know what this is? It's black striat! Stella said sadly.

"Shut up! This, this is not a reason, I don't believe, I, I don't believe! We'll find a cure for Maruk, we'll find a way, won't we? It's just a tertiary infection! Innitrid Wolf Walker... Dietas's roar of pain and humblest of cries faded as a puff of smoke cleared, and the scene shifted.

"Stella, I beg you, my love, not to do this... Dietas shook his head and pleaded.

"The fire purifies everything! Dietas, my love. You've seen what happened to Maruk, Rena, and Cross, and the flames are the only thing that can cleanse the Black Stripe - along with their carriers. ”

"No, no, no... Dietas said with tears in her eyes.

"My love, do you want me to be like them? Black striats are contagious to each other, and I don't want to be one of those monsters. So, leave me and run on my own. I will burn the root of all evil in all this—while I still have my senses. Stella said bitterly.

"Never, let me leave you and run away alone, it's better for us to die here together." Dietas said.

"Oh, don't be stupid, Dietas. I beg you, let me go and leave, you will only have two endings if you run away with me - be torn apart by those monsters, or be torn apart by the monsters that I have become demented. Damn it! Dietas, do you hear that? I'll let you put me down! Bastard! Put me down! Stella screamed as if she had exhausted all her strength.

"Never!" Titas gasped and said to his wife. Another puff of smoke cleared, and the scene switched again.

"Dietas, my love, this is my current limit, I will pour all my remaining life force into the soul of this little she-wolf, and from now on, let her accompany you for the rest of your life instead of me. She will take you to a safe place, farewell, my dear. il fuoco·ferisce per sempre sul corpo·del nemico, karma burns. These were the last words that Titas heard from his wife before he lost consciousness.

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"Sir! Mr! What's going on in your house? When a waiter heard the movement in the house, he hurried up the stairs with the candlestick and leaned against the door to ask.

"I, I'm fine! Don't worry, I'm sorry, I'm disturbing everyone's rest? Sweating profusely, Dietas struggled to sit up from his bed.

"Oh, sir! Are you really okay? The waiter confirmed.

"Yes, I'm fine, please don't care, please help me get a towel, I still need a basin of cold water." Dietas panted and said to the waiter outside the door.

"Yes, sir, I'll come as I go, but please don't rant any more, or you'll frighten the other guests." The waiter responded.

"Don't worry, go get what I need as soon as possible."

The waiter had been around for about three minutes before he pushed the door open and brought it to Dietas.

Dietas nodded in gratitude, and placed a copper horn in the waiter's hand, even as a tip. The waiter looked at the copper coin in his hand, thanked Dietas with joy, and then respectfully withdrew from Dietas's room.

Dietas had the same dream again.

For more than 20 years, Dietas had been dreaming this from time to time, waking up from nightmares every time. Sometimes, it was as if he had returned to that time in a dream, and his only motivation to grow stronger seemed to be to experience the unforgettable and heart-rending battle in his dreams again and again. He thought that if he had been stronger, he would not have watched his most iron brother, his most trusted eldest brother and his favorite wife die tragically, and finally become that disgusting monster.

However, it was all in vain - he knew. Now he doesn't regret that when the mercenary group was prosperous and famous, he accepted the mission sent by the Simic Guild to hunt down the Simic traitor, the Fearful Summoner Brand. Now, all he wanted was to wipe out the sinful woman, along with his evil research—and, of course, the nightmarish contagion of the Black Striat, from Elsa's past, present, and future.

"Damn Brand, Maluk, Rena, Cross, Stella, Monchi, Bero, Valadi... Your enmity, sooner or later, I will get it back from Brand, definitely. ”

Dietas is completely immersed in memories and grief. At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Hello? Is there anyone in the house? A woman's voice rang out from outside the door, along with the cramped scratching of the floor of her most familiar companion.

"I'm here, please come in." Dietas straightened up his appearance, stood up, and opened the door to the visitor.

Before the door was fully opened, a huge wolf pounced on Ditas from the doorway - licking his tongue at Ditas and flicking his fluffy tail happily.

"The lady seems to be feeling uneasy, sir, so I brought her to her master, who had been scratching the floor of my door for several minutes! The waiters were afraid to approach her, but I think the lady was just nervous, and she must have been very gentle. Camille nodded to Dietas.