Although it is rude to say that it is rude to peek at a novel written by Kaleni without permission, Muse is too surprised. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Fortunately, Kaleni didn't care about this, but was very pleased with Muse's praise.

"It's the only thing my mother left me, and when I'm dim, I always see her lying at her desk writing literature, and at this moment, the concentration on her face seems to be doing something great, and I admire her..." Kaleni seemed to answer the reason for her delight, and seemed to be talking to herself.

"It's stupid, taking the two most difficult subjects in the academy at the same time, obviously the qualifications are not very good, but you have to do such a stubborn thing, just for these boring obsessions. If I hadn't taken a part-time literary branch, wouldn't it be stronger now? Kaleni smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I clearly said that I have to prove myself, only in this way can I live up to my mother's expectations and break free from the future planned by the family. It's such a big deal, but it's wasting a lot of time doing such unrelated things... Maybe dying in the claws of a monster isn't necessarily a bad thing. The last sentence, Kaleni whispered silently in her heart.

Muse listened quietly to Kaleni's words, reaching for the book that had been placed aside from him, on which Kaleni had written alone, and Muse's gaze swept over the lines.

In his heart, he felt that the works composed of these words were great, perhaps because Kaleni was facing too many grievances, although Kaleni did not fully confide in her experience, but Muse could easily feel the helplessness and unwillingness of this girl.

Kaleni hid these emotions alone, but she didn't know where to vent them, so she could only close herself off and pour out her pen on a blank piece of paper. Between the lines, there is a weakness and innocence that is completely inconsistent with the girl's appearance.

This is a story from the perspective of a little girl looking at the whole world, its story jumps and is not continuous, in the technical terms of the previous life, it is called a unit paragraph, and the story between each paragraph is independent. Only the girl was preserved intact.

Looking at this absurd world from an innocent and hazy perspective, using the girl's ignorant self-talk to satirize the ugliness between living beings, coupled with unit passages, this is undoubtedly the prose genre, and most importantly, in this world, there has never been a prose genre, so to speak, Kaleni is likely to become a genre founder.

It's not just a good piece of prose, it's the beginning of a genre, which is why Muse can't help but take a few more looks. Muse can vaguely feel that this is a portrayal of Kaleni's heart.

"This book is very well written, at least in the world, it is one of only a few books that can be so amazing, and arguably the most memorable for me. Muse said earnestly.

"Ah~ Don't be comforting me, this book is just written by me casually, this terrible and inexplicable way of writing will definitely be criticized by the literary association as worthless, how can you say it so exaggeratedly. Kaleni's cheeks were slightly red, and she quickly shook her head.

"Aren't you going to submit this book to the Literary Society?" asked Muse.

"How is it possible, as you can see, this book is just the product of my cruelty to the world. There are no legendary encounters, no beautiful words, and no coherent plots. There's only a girl's talk to herself throughout the book.,How can anyone like such a book?,The reason why I wrote this book.,It's just to pass the time.,It's funny to say.,What I'm lacking the most now is time.,But I'm doing these boring things to pass the time.。 ”

"Surely you have to try it, isn't the book Tagore wrote the worst of the satirical poems by many readers?, can you imagine a book of only a few hundred words?" encouraged Muse. It is true that he hated literature, but Kaleni's situation gave Muse a few words to say.

"Is it really possible?" asked Kaleni, as if grasping at an insignificant piece of grass in the rainstorm, as if grasping at an insignificant piece of grass in the rainstorm.

"Trust me, this book will be enjoyed by anyone, at least I do. Muse said with a smile as she handed the book to Kaleni.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try. Kaleni hesitated for a long time before nodding heavily.

Muse saw that Kaleni was still a little lacking in confidence, and just when she wanted to say a few words of encouragement, a movement was transmitted not far away, and the two looked almost tacitly in the direction where the movement came from.

In the dark night, the vision of the two of them was greatly shortened, and they could only vaguely see the slight swaying in the grass of the woods, I don't know if it was the wind blowing or the forest hidden in the grass shaking.

Woo woo woo~

"Warcraft? impossible, the alchemy powder issued by the academy is specially made with the flesh and blood of high-level Warcraft, exuding a powerful deterrent against Warcraft, ordinary first-level Warcraft dare not violate it, it should be just a special case." Kaleni wondered.

Almost as Kaleni's words fell, in the darkness of the night, from the shadows of the woods, there were more than a dozen eerie lights, and the light faintly exuded a hideous wildness.

"How is this possible!" Kaleni screamed as she looked at the scene in front of her!

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At the same time, at the center of Danlipton's most iconic building, on a tall iron tower, an old man, with a pale beard hanging like a mask on his face, and deep blue pupils looking through the window in the direction of the Starry Night Forest. The wrinkled face was solemn and stunned.

"How is it possible? Why did the beings who had been sleeping in the depths of the forest wake up? ”

"What's wrong?" said the young man behind the old man, seeing that his teacher was so nervous.

"There is an ancient beast sleeping in the Starry Night Forest, it is a life that existed before the establishment of the Ona Empire, no one has ever known its true face, this palpitating breath... It is estimated that it is a terrifying existence, if it is not handled well, the entire Danlipton and even the Ona Empire will be destroyed because of this, Cady, you don't leave the Tupas Academy during this time, let me discuss this matter with the Imperial side first." The old man said very heavily.

"How is it possible that the existence that will destroy the entire empire, isn't the patron saint of the Ona Empire a legend standing at the pinnacle of this world? As long as he is there, the Ona Empire is almost unshakable, can it be said that that monster can't even compete with the legend?" Cadi said in disbelief.

What the old man said in front of him must not be ignored as a joke, the dean of the Topas Academy, Morsha, this genius who was proud of his peers many years ago, after a long period of precipitation, now stands second only to the legend of the powerhouse, almost the second in command of the Ona Empire. Otherwise, the Ona Empire would not have entrusted such an important city to Morsha.

"There is also a gap between the same legends, and if you are lucky enough to make it this far, you know that legends are not the end of life. Moorsa sighed.

As he spoke, Morsha waved his hand and used his spiritual power to make the teachers of the academy gather immediately.

"So... What about the students who are participating in the assessment on the outskirts of the Starry Night Forest?"

"Hey~ If the Ona Empire can survive this catastrophe, I will resign as the director of the Tupas Academy and no longer interfere in the affairs of the empire's management. Moorsa sighed.

He didn't answer Cady's question, but anyone with a brain could guess what Moorsa meant.

"I have no choice, if I alarm that being at this time, the whole of Dan Lipton will become its target, and once it strikes, I can only protect myself at best. Molsa looked out the window, and in the distance, an eerie storm filled the sky above the Starry Night Forest, swallowing up all the clouds in the vicinity, as if a metaphor for the imminent awakening.