We adhere to lofty ideals, are not disturbed by any darkness, and whisper the last vows to the persistence in our hearts.

- "Family Contract"

Early Winter took Yulia Dekavo away, and since that night, Jiang Chenchuan has never seen Early Winter appear again, as if he had evaporated from the world, except for those traces that had been left behind, there was nothing left.

"I'll take her away, but I can't promise you that she'll survive 100 percent."

The words flashed in the memory, Jiang Chenchuan opened the drawer, saw the long-lost notebook, took it out, and actually had a feeling of nostalgia.

It's time to sort out your thoughts next time, turn the page, lift the quill in your hand, and hover the tip of the pen for a long time before you think about what to write:

[Mission: Keep track of the events of the Witch Sect] - [Sick Village Incident] - [Ronalk City]

I don't know why Jiang Chenchuan suddenly remembered the shipwreck incident that he and Berlito encountered in the port yesterday, the so-called plague and the Xinlan sea area in the mouth of early winter.

In between...... Could it be related?

Everything is not clear, but the plague epidemic in the sick village is not like a trivial matter, and if the same pollution is brought to Pornia, the impact will be far more terrible than that of Ronalque.

There is another thing, that is, about Berlito, the boy who has the same surname as him, it is difficult to say what kind of relationship he has with him, but with the rarity of his surname, Jiang Chenchuan will not believe it if it is a coincidence.

And, he remembered that the answer given in the notebook last time was, a new client.

Now, in addition to the family badge, what other commissions he has that Jiang Chenchuan needs to solve, there is no clue.

was still thinking about how to write next, but I saw that the handwriting on the paper gradually faded, as if he was preparing to give Jiang Chenchuan an accurate answer

After waiting for a while,

Contrary to the expected answer, this time, the notebook simply answered with two words:

Disaster.

Jiang Chenchuan instantly felt cold, he picked up the pen, as if he wanted to write something, but after a pause of half a minute, he put down the pen and wrote:

Is there a connection to the recent shipwreck in Polnia?

After asking, Jiang Chenchuan clenched the quill tip a little nervously, his fingertips turned faintly white, staring at the handwriting gradually dimming, this time, it seemed that the waiting time was longer than before.

It seems that some kind of decision is being made.

I don't know how long it has been, but new handwriting appears in the margin, which clearly reads:

Relate.

It seems that the hammer has been hammered, and it seems that Pornia is about to face a catastrophe that is close to the destruction of the city, like the citizens of Ronalque, waiting in pain and despair to perish.

However, with the best alchemists in the world and a recycling organization that controls the relics, Pornia will have more people, more power and resources to deal with it all, unlike Ronalk City.

"What's the solution?"

Jiang Chenchuan didn't expect the notebook to answer all his questions, just like last time, once it touched the core, it would encounter backlash and even lose its effect directly.

What's more, in fact, something even more terrifying, in his corpse, once the "original sin" grows and is stereotyped, it is also an irreparable disaster, but fortunately, he still has a long time to prepare for the "original sin".

So, hopefully, he wrote down the solution he wanted to seek in his notebook, not expecting a response from the notebook.

It was a longer wait than before, and the handwriting on the notebook slowly disappeared, until it was a longer time, and the light outside the window gradually dimmed, and finally there was only an endless night.

Under this silent torture, new words gradually surfaced on the notebook, but they were still very faint, so faint that they couldn't recognize what was written on it.

Fortunately, if he was more patient, Jiang Chenchuan would not lose to anyone, and it was not until the sun rose over the horizon again that the handwriting was gradual

Clear enough to be seen, Jiang Chenchuan's face had shown a trace of exhaustion, he sat up straight, looked down at the words in front of him, and only wrote a short line on it:

Travel to Ronalque City.

All the clues are like flowing rivers, all converge at a certain key point, revealing what it really is.

Jiang Chenchuan doesn't have such noble patriotic feelings for Yinglan Beier, and he doesn't want to get anything, but he works and lives in Polnia, and if the city disappears, it will usher in terrible consequences.

If the relics in the museum are out of control, who can solve this problem?

Thinking that he might be deducted from his remaining salary, Jiang Chenchuan could only shake his head helplessly, went to the bedside and took out some of his last deposits, he wanted to act immediately, but after standing in front of the door and thinking about it, he decided to go back to take a shower, sleep for a while, replenish his spirit, and then deal with the rest of the things.

Early Winter took Yulia Dekavo away, and since that night, Jiang Chenchuan has never seen Early Winter appear again, as if he had evaporated from the world, except for those traces that had been left behind, there was nothing left.

"I'll take her away, but I can't promise you that she'll survive 100 percent."

The words flashed in the memory, Jiang Chenchuan opened the drawer, saw the long-lost notebook, took it out, and actually had a feeling of nostalgia.

It's time to sort out your thoughts next time, turn the page, lift the quill in your hand, and hover the tip of the pen for a long time before you think about what to write:

[Mission: Keep track of the events of the Witch Sect] - [Sick Village Incident] - [Ronalk City]

I don't know why Jiang Chenchuan suddenly remembered the shipwreck incident that he and Berlito encountered in the port yesterday, the so-called plague and the Xinlan sea area in the mouth of early winter.

In between...... Could it be related?

Early Winter took Yulia Dekavo away, and since that night, Jiang Chenchuan has never seen Early Winter appear again, as if he had evaporated from the world, except for those traces that had been left behind, there was nothing left.

"I'll take her away, but I can't promise you that she'll survive 100 percent."

The words flashed in the memory, Jiang Chenchuan opened the drawer, saw the long-lost notebook, took it out, and actually had a feeling of nostalgia.

It's time to sort out your thoughts next time, turn the page, lift the quill in your hand, and hover the tip of the pen for a long time before you think about what to write:

[Mission: Keep track of the events of the Witch Sect] - [Sick Village Incident] - [Ronalk City]

I don't know why Jiang Chenchuan suddenly remembered the shipwreck incident that he and Berlito encountered in the port yesterday, the so-called plague and the Xinlan sea area in the mouth of early winter.

In between...... Could it be related?