With her heart full of thoughts, Valera returned to her residence on Daffodil Street.

This time, no one, including Crane, could see the thoughts she was hiding again.

After dinner as usual, and after gathering in the living room to study and chat, she returned to her room.

After changing into a nightdress, Valeera sat down in front of the dressing mirror, and finally saw the sadness she no longer hid.

She completely lost control of the situation.

All along, because of the additional information provided by the original book, she can always think at a higher level and vaguely grasp the overall direction.

This makes her plans always go relatively smoothly.

Although there will be some big or small twists and turns, after solving them, whether there are hidden dangers left, at least she has achieved her original goal.

But not this time.

There are too many forces involved in this incident, the situation is chaotic, and there are too many variables.

Especially the biggest variable – the quill pen.

This chaotic situation, like a mixed powder canister, is best suited for its work.

As long as it arranges a little coincidence, it can make the gathered parties rub sparks, ignite the fuse of the explosion, and finally ......

Peng!

There was a bang, and Valeera was blown to pieces.

Of course, this is the worst-case scenario in which the quill goes all out against her.

It was now in the hands of the one-eyed "gatekeeper", and its main purpose was to seek promotion and divinity.

Valera had previously considered the "script" from the original book.

The crappy writer arranged two major events in Tingen, the notes of the Antigone family and the arrival of the heir of the "true creator".

His purpose was to ensure that Dunn Smith, the leader of the hidden Pollution Nightwatcher team, made a major mistake at a critical juncture due to mental state issues-

Remove St. Serena's ashes from behind the Chanis Gate.

The rest of the things are basically the corrections he made when the "plot" was wrong.

Combined with the current situation, Valera compares her own impact on the "plot".

She found that she had not actually touched the fundamental purpose of the "plot".

Lady Sharon was actually just a tool to kill the "Sleepless" Kornley, in order to allow Dunn to swallow Kornley's extraordinary properties, and to counteract the effects of his mental problems by digesting some of the potions due to his knowledge and attempts to play tricks.

This deviation is not difficult to solve, and she does not even have to make up for it.

Thinking of this, Valera suddenly felt that maybe the situation was not as bad as she thought?

As long as the quill is not particularly targeted, she feels that she still has some room for maneuvering.

She decided to take a risk and stay a little longer.

She also thought about contacting Mr. Azik in advance, but after careful consideration, she gave up this option, after all, this "Death Archon" Mr. has too many high-ranking people in the spotlight.

Finally, Valilla put down the comb and pulled her hair behind her back, which was so smooth that it was like a black ribbon, and went to bed.

……

Another two days of calm passed.

Tuesday, May 29th.

Before the lesson began, Welch excitedly invited Valera, Crane, and Naya, "I bought a copy of the Fourth Age notebook last night, the very well-preserved kind, would you like to help me decipher its contents?" ”

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"I've seen it, and the text on it looks like ancient Fusak, so it shouldn't be difficult to decipher, so there's no need to ask the archaeology students for help."

Naya's heart pounded when she heard it.

That's a Quaternary note!

She covered her cheeks with her tulle-gloved palms and nodded repeatedly, "The first-hand historical information that can be interpreted is simply so exciting." ”

"I'll be there after the afternoon class, can I get there?"

"Of course, that's exactly what I'm looking forward to."

Welch smiled and nodded at Naya, then turned his gaze to Valilla and Crane.

Crane was also excited, but after glancing at Valeera, he changed his mind, "Welch, although I would also like to start deciphering the notes of the Quaternary Age right away, but ...... I also have to prepare for my graduation defense. ”

"At this time, I can't be distracted."

Crane was a little hesitant at first, but the more he spoke, the more firm he became, and finally shook his head and gave a crisp and clear answer.

This disappointed Welch, who turned his gaze back to Valeera.

"I think the same thing as Crane," Valeera smiled and glanced at Crane, "I still think the graduation defense is more important than reading ancient notes." ”

"After all, that's about a good life in our future."

This sentence made the expressions of the two men change.

The corners of Welch's mouth twitched a little, and the look of excitement on his face changed a lot.

He cheered up and said:

"Okay, Naya and I will try to decipher it first, and prepare some materials and reference books."

"After the graduation defense, with the two of you joining, we will strive to fully interpret the notes in one bite."

On the other side, the corners of Crane's mouth quietly rose.

He felt like he heard the implicit meaning in Valeera's words, and his heart felt as if it had been mixed with honey, sweet.

None of them knew that Valeera, who was smiling and groaning, sighed quietly in her heart.

……

The days of calm continued.

Thursday, May 31.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Beckland, Hilston District.

A detached house with a garden, in the bedroom on the second floor.

Dressed in a white robe, her hair loosely pulled up, and with a solemn and holy face, Panatia stood in front of the delicate full-length mirror inlaid with gold and silver, and stretched out her hand to the mirror.

The white and slender fingertips touched the surface of the mirror, as if ink had dripped into the water, dyeing the mirror with a dark color.

Panatia didn't stop stretching her palm.

On the surface of the mirror, the darkness suddenly opened up layer by layer, like a ripple of water.

In this way, Panatia's palm magically penetrates the glass surface and enters the illusory "mirror world", as simple as putting her hand into a pool.

After a moment, she withdrew her palm, and there were several small knots in her palm.

With just one glance, Panatia frowned deeply.

Two of these knots failed.

This means that the owner of the hair knot, the witch under her command, is dead.

A month, two died.

That's a staggering number.

This is a medium-sequence witch with comprehensive means and not low combat power, it is usually difficult to die one, but now she actually dies two in a short period of time!

Soon, she can tell that it was Qi Li and Sharon who died, both of whom were the "happy" witches of Sequence 6.

They died on the same night!

What shocked Panatia even more was that Qili actually died of a curse attack because she violated the rules of the sect.

How dare she?!

Panatia put aside the matter of contacting her subordinates for the time being, pressed her palm to the full-length mirror, and read:

"The Magic Mirror tells me what happened to Qi Li when she died?"