In the abyss of day, there is generally no such thing as night.

According to the hunting time (Note 1), Diggie, who had been conditioned by an inexplicable environment, woke up from the assigned room on time the next day. She sat on the bed in a daze, feeling thirsty. But after the fourth cup of water, she knew that it was not the physical thirst of this body.

It's the thirst in her soul, "Blood....." murmured in her heart, the nature of the demon is constantly reminding her.

Slowly climbing out of bed, the little girl pulled up her nightdress and looked at her belly in a daze.

On the white and tender little belly, in the cute belly button, a white fleshy object was writhing up and down. She was not afraid of being seen in this vision, for the servant who bathed her yesterday did not seem to react to it.

"What the hell is this?"

The little girl looked at it in a daze, this shape gave her a very familiar feeling, unlike a demon but containing the aura of the abyss.

She had a hunch that this thing might cause her trouble.

"Can you turn it back after eating it?" The little girl who hated the current weak human body wanted to pull it with her hand, but she passed by.

"Miss Mary, it's time for breakfast. The servant, dressed in coarse cloth, knocked on the door at the right time and pushed the door in.

Turning his head to look, Di Ji saw her silently, picked up a set of clothes on the table and walked towards him: "How can you not wear clothes, come here This is Miss Serling's old clothes, you can try to see if you can wear it." ”

Without speaking, the little girl continued to stare at her quietly. staring at the maid's hair, he sighed and began to help her dress: "Forget it this time, you will have to dress yourself in the future." ”

Leaving her to fiddle with, Diggie carefully observed the maid's actions of dressing herself, learning as best she could. She is constantly learning to better integrate herself into the human world, looking forward to one day being like that demon, harvesting delicious souls.

"All right, let's go to breakfast!" the maid took her little hand and led her downstairs to the dining room next to the hall.

Walking down the stairs through the corridor with broken footsteps, Diggie suddenly felt several hostilities, and looked up:

At the dinner table, York's youngest daughter, Serling, pouted and pointed at herself, sullen: "That was my favorite dress before!" She coquettishly proposed to her mother sitting next to her: "I remember that in the little dark room, didn't there be clothes?"

That's the clothes for the next person, how can it be ..... The housewife thought to herself, but her spoiling of her daughter still prevailed, so she had to pretend to remember and nodded, "Yes! ”

"Really, that's great!" said little Serling, turning her head to her two older brothers and raising her head as if to say, 'I'm doing a good job!'

She was eleven years old, and her two brothers were thirteen years old, and her eyes were rolling when they heard the words, and their cheeks were bulging, and they didn't know what bad ideas they had.

Opposite them, with the help of the servant, Diggie sat down in a chair, skillfully picked up a knife and fork, and ate his breakfast quietly. It was a hearty breakfast just like them, but one size smaller.

On the table in front of him, a plate contains a large fried piece of unnamed meat, which is the main food. On the left is a stack of mixed vegetables as a complementary food. On the right, a bowl of milky white fresh soup ripples with a sparse oily sheen, which arouses the appetite.

It tasted good, but the good mood of eating was quickly broken.

"Oh, my soup, how did I spill it," said thirteen-year-old yodel, looking at the bowl in his hand.

On the other side, the little girl who was splashed with soup looked at his hand holding the bowl, and she was clearly still splashing. A wave of anger arose, and it was really a demon!

The arrogance from the soul demon made her unable to bear such an insult at all! The weak strength in her body made Diggie at a loss. So the little girl just looked at him with a blank face, quietly drew a cross in her heart, and followed the maid down to change clothes.

"Hey, why didn't she get angry? I wanted to beat her up by the way. The elder brother Yodele sat back at the table and whispered to his younger brother Yorick about his evil plan.

"Yodel, can't be to the guests... So rude!, you know?", the doting mother suddenly changed and educated him. But the bear child, who obviously figured out her temperament, immediately became well-behaved, and the fire was extinguished with a few sweet words.

Upstairs, Diggie, who had changed into a dusty hard clothes, did not continue to go back to eat the unfinished breakfast. Instead, based on yesterday's memories, find a door in the aisle.

Behind the door was the room where York had taken her medicine.

She didn't come here looking for medicine to wipe her wounds, but because of the books inside. York has been buying or collecting all sorts of books that are useful for hunting.

It was on tiptoe, and the little girl reached the doorknob and struggled to open the door and enter.

Inside is a study with a lot of personality. On the walls hung all sorts, specimens of the trophies of York's hunting, triangular skulls, furs that could not be named, but most of all lifelike heads.

There are demons, there are monsters, their eyes seem to be watching the house, which makes people hairy. The carpet on the floor was a large black fur, and in addition to the shelves for miscellaneous items, there were several small bookshelves and a desk.

Calmly walked to the bookshelf, took out a book casually, and Xiaogu Liang began to read. Reading and reading when her calves were tired of standing, she sat down on her fur and continued reading.

"Miss, it's time for lunch. The servant searched for the open door, found her, and said.

Well. Nodding faintly, Diggie put down the book and gradually had an ambiguous idea in her heart, she wanted to try it, but her hungry stomach protested, so she simply followed the maid downstairs to eat.

After being teased by the bears and children for an unpleasant lunch, Diggie silently returned to his room.

The little girl stood in the open space in front of the bed with a blank expression and closed her eyes - she wanted to be stronger! In any way, it was better to become stronger, to stay away from the weakness and impotence of the present.

So at this time, Diggie's mind was filled with fascinating occult knowledge from the books she had read: "The first step to becoming a mage is 'perception'. Sense the fluctuations of the surrounding elements until they are extremely clear, and then manipulate them into the body..... Start the next step ......" and meditate.

The first step went smoothly, and in the little girl's meditative perception, the ubiquitous fire element of the abyss turned into a red star in the sky, flickering around her as if she was breathing, as if it was within reach.

But no matter how much she used her mental power to pull them, these little dots didn't move.

After a while, she suddenly remembered that among the books she had read, there was a kind of physique mentioned. It was a demon-weary physique, an unlucky physique that could clearly perceive the elements with mental power, but the body could not resist them.

"I'm not going to be like this, am I?"

Diggie's brow furrowed at the thought that she was still reluctant to continue experimenting.

But no matter how much they try to lure these elemental things, they still ignore them. I don't know how long it was, but the little girl fell asleep sleepily on the ground.