Day 3 after waking up:

A war involving Sequence 0 and Sequence 1 is bound to be incomparably protracted and tragic, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as dark and without light from the sun and the moon. I saw a lot of new faces in the camp, and there were also a lot of familiar ones, such as Miss Leia, who always had insomnia, Hale who resembled a brown bear, Fin, who had slender hands and feet, Renard, who could roast lizard meat deliciously, Uncle Quirrell, who always treated me like a child, and Miss Sandlena, who liked to scare people with spirit creatures······ I was a little surprised that I could name so many people in one breath, even though I had only been here for less than three months.

Is it because the voyeur has a very good memory? Or are they unknowingly forming a part of my life? But they were suddenly pulled away from me, and with their voices and smiles, completely vanished, leaving only a bunch of colorful and extraordinary properties, some of which fused with their weapons to form magical items.

On the day of baptism, a book of names and means came in handy, and after counting the number of people, a list of the deceased was reorganized. According to the list, the aftermath personnel will divinate whether these people have relatives alive and where their relatives are. I couldn't do physical work for the past two days, so I came to help, and found that many of them had come with their families, some of them were buried on the battlefield together, some were alone after the war, and I don't know which one was worse.

I heard that the extraordinary person of the Death Path has completed the requiem ritual and the psychic ritual together, and the aftermath work has come to an end in such an orderly and silent manner.

I barely saw a tear in my eyes.

It turns out that death and loss are so commonplace in this world, and it is such a lucky thing to survive.

How many people around me have lost to survive? How many more people will they lose in the future?

Maybe when my bond with the world is deep enough, I can't help but cry one day, but tears are better left after the war is over.

I'm not strong enough, it's time to prepare for the next war.

"Boys, make a way for me!"

There are more than a dozen beds on the ground, wearing brown linen hospital gowns, more or less bandages, boys and men ranging from fifteen to thirty years old are huddled together, some are tired of the clothes that have not been washed for several days into a soft platform, the posture is awkward but the atmosphere is enthusiastic to wrench their wrists, some are playing divination games with twigs and cards, some are reviewing the words of Elven and dragon, sometimes muttering to themselves, sometimes asking their companions to help with their backs, very lively, But when I heard this sharp and thin voice, I knew that it was the red-eyed Ravenna who came! The tigress whose potion is as bad as sour milk is here! She'll keep an eye on you and drink every drop of the potion, or she'll suck you up like a dead body!

The boys and men, who had been bloodied on the battlefield, suddenly recalled the fear of being dominated by the gurgling green bubble potion, the fast, accurate, and ruthless bandaging technique, and the bone grafting technique comparable to killing pigs, and one by one they fell silent, and crawled back to their positions.

Only one person didn't move.

Thoth's chalk-held hand paused slightly, then drew the wings of a bird. The small stone slab was painted with many animals and plants and shapeless monsters, and some Elven and Giant words were scattered on it, like children's graffiti to pass the time, only Thoth knew that they were the by-products of his own new "mystical reproduction" magic, although he tried a lot of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign allusions intermittently before the war began, but only had time to create effective magic from "Alice in Wonderland", "Sheep in Wolf's Clothing", "Nightingale and Rose", "Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly", Although he can barely face the enemy head-on with other extraordinary abilities, the imperfection of fairy tale magic itself has also caused a lot of damage to himself.

It is worth surprising that after becoming a voyeur, his memories of knowledge have come alive, and the words and illustrations in the books he read a long time ago, such as "The Night Journey of a Hundred Ghosts", "The Bible", "The Complete Works of Greek Mythology", "The Complete Works of Egyptian Mythology", "The Complete Works of Norse Mythology", "The Legend of King Arthur", "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" and other books are all clear and vivid! Taking advantage of his leisure time to recuperate, Thoth decided to dig through the legacy of Earth's civilization and let them shine in this otherworld.

"Hah······ Should I say that I didn't choose a math major before? Otherwise, how could I read so many miscellaneous books. ”

"Purple-eyed boy!"

After the others had been examined, they went about their business, and Ravenna didn't know when she came to him, her expression as serious as a knife and an axe.

"I'm sorry, I'm listening, I'm listening." Thoth quickly tossed aside the tome in his head, and quickly repeated, "New pills, three times a day, three times at a time, right, I'm listening." ”

"You said 'I'm listening' three times."

Thoth scratched his head in embarrassment.

Seeing the boy's shy and youthful appearance, Ravenna's sharp eyes involuntarily softened, "It's boring to recuperate." ”

"A little."

"Hehe, then let me tell you something interesting." There was nothing to do left and right, and the Blood Girl planned to help the young prophecy master relieve her low mood, "When Lord Pure White Angel came to help, she picked up a magical magic mirror in the big crack in the east. That mirror has at least the person of the Holy One! It also has a high level of intelligence and activity, it likes to play a question-and-answer game with people, and if you want it to answer a question, you have to answer a question. ”

"Wise?" Thoth couldn't help but sit up straight, "Isn't that a seal?!" ”

Although magical items are widely used in the barracks, the talking seal Thoth has not yet had a chance to see it.

"Yes." Ravenna lowered her voice, squeezed her eyebrows, and said, "That mirror was taken out by Master Medici to play, why don't you take a look at it while Lord White Angel is away, anyway, ·······"

"I have some personal relationship with Mistress Medici," before he could say anything, Thoth stood up suddenly, moved to the clearing and ran down the "rabbit hole".

"Wait? Aren't you a voyeur, how can you still open the door?! ”