Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Tragedy of the Past

In the ancient, bookish archives, Noah was flipping through the information related to the forbidden roof at an extraordinary speed.

What gathered in front of her was the various materials that had been collected from the library and vault of the Radiant Academy using the power of the entire Anna family. Since the events date back more than 2,000 years to ancient times, there is a staggering amount of information about them. Just to select the most important part of it, more than 1,000 people were mobilized.

And now in front of Noah is the investigation data that is closest to the truth. It can be seen that the academy has also paid considerable attention to this matter, and people have been studying this terrible series of suicides for generations.

The first recorded victim appeared more than 2,000 years ago, and in fact just her suicide caused a huge storm at the time, because she was a princess with a very special status.

Anastasia, the red princess from Agunis, the land of dragons. A natural flame star, the proud princess of the red dragon. She has awakened her own dragon flame since she was seven years old, and is considered the little princess who is most likely to inherit the throne of Agunis, and she is the first girl who can be found to commit suicide here.

Beautiful and excellent.,Although the personality is a little capricious.,But it's just because I've been too spoiled for a long time.。 A healthy body, pampering her parents, and a proud nation because of her, named Anastasia, has every conceivable blessing in this world.

There are no hardships and dangers in her life, and she has the talent of Yanlong herself, and she has already obtained the right to inherit the throne when she awakens her own power. In the dragon kingdom of Agunis, where blood reigns supreme, she is the brightest pearl.

Everyone thought she would be the happiest and joyous princess, until on that icy night, her icy body was found on the roof of the seventh school building.

The precious dragon's blood stained the entire roof red, and the little princess, who no longer had any temperature, looked at the sky with a strange smile, as if she saw something very familiar.

Since then, the Dragon Country's investigation team has frantically investigated everything in the country, and more than one royal family has been executed on suspicion of murdering the princess. But in the end, no one found the murderer, although there were indeed people who were jealous of the little princess's inheritance, but they did not have a chance to act under strict protection.

The little princess, who is loved by everyone and has excellent talents and a bright future, left the guardian by herself in an unknown way at night, and then came alone to this roof where you can see the stars and cut her wrist.

Bright red stained her favorite princess outfit, making her the first maiden to die here.

However, this is only the beginning of a long tragedy.

The second victim, who appeared more than a hundred years later, was also a princess. Hailing from a tribe far south, she is the only princess of the tribe that once gave birth to the "Twins of Destiny", inheriting her ancestor's powerful talent for spells and being designated as the next supreme shrine maiden of the clan.

Gentle personality, she has never cried for others, she has also been loved since she was a child, she was born in the southern region and she is very studious, in order to learn more knowledge specially came to Guanghui College to study abroad. Despite being a princess, she is very approachable and has made many, many friends in a short period of time.

Then, like the little red dragon princess more than a hundred years ago, on a cold night, she wore her favorite clothes and closed her eyes forever on this lonely roof.

Her name is Mima, a girl with soft silver hair and a happy smile, and her time is forever stuck in that night.

The third ...... "Why is this like this!", and the more he looked at it, the colder Noah's feeling became.

Before, it was not obvious when she just looked at the file, but when the appearance of these girls with different lives and different dreams appeared clearly in front of her one by one, her anger could no longer be controlled.

They are the darlings of this world, they have never done anything bad, they still have relatives and friends who love them, and countless people guard them and hope that they will be happy.

Eventually, however, it all turned to a cold color of blood, frozen on the now-dilapidated roof.

Their dreams, their lives, their bright futures, are all cruelly and ruthlessly deprived. And in the end, no one even knows what caused their deaths.

They were definitely not suicidal, almost all of them were sure. However, no one can find the murderer, and the uncertainty of the time of the girl's murder has also caused great trouble for the investigation.

Deaths that last for 100 years or even decades make it impossible to predict who will befall the next tragedy. No matter how big the impact is, it will slowly dissipate in the face of time, and now, this matter has become an ancient legend and is being recited by girls as an incredible ghost story.

But Noah couldn't take this as a legend, because the person who was most important to her, to the Ana family, was now being involved in this incident.

If you calculate the time, it has been a hundred years since the last girl who committed suicide. That is, the next victim could now be born anytime and anywhere.

"No, I have to warn Ulysses, it's too dangerous!" Noah stood up, and in front of her was a portrait of the last victim of a hundred years ago, a blonde princess as cute as an angel.

............ "Are you there?" Ulysses asked, with trepidation, the thirteenth Shahime, who looked hazy in the mist.

All of the Shahimes were his contract creatures, so he could tell them apart. And among the thirteen sand girls, only the one who is farthest away from him and has the most hazy figure does not belong to him.

Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that it wasn't his Shaji, but something else.

He couldn't really see her clearly because he was in the deepest part of the fog, but he could faintly hear her singing. That's right, unlike the other Sha Ji's babbling voices, her singing voice is intermittent, but it is indeed a real voice.

In the deep red mist, it was she who was singing, and it was she who was leading all the Shaki dances. And it was obviously her who cast her eyes on Ulysses.

"Whew!" the crimson mist suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the twilight light shone on the roof floor again.

It's just that this time, "it" did leave a message.

"Come here alone at twelve o'clock tonight. Ulysses read the handwriting on the ground and clenched his fists.

(To be continued)