Mystery: Paradox Path

Monday afternoon, exactly three o'clock.

One after another, crimson rays of light rose from both sides of the long bronze table, appearing in the eyes of the fool, the sun and the world.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool"

Miss Justice seems to have something on her mind, but it can be seen from her still brisk tone that it shouldn't be a bad thing.

As the class representative stood up, other members also saluted question marks one after another. After the Tarot Club sat down again, everyone also noticed the cards on Mr. Fool's table. Audrey moved slightly in her heart, and immediately said:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I have collected three pages of Roselle's diary."

"Dear Mr. Fool, I also wrote down a page."

As always, Mr. Devil followed up with a sentence after the first submission day reporter, but it was surprising that the hermit lady, who had been submitting diaries for weeks in a row, did not give a diary this time.

"Queen Mystery hasn't replied to Madam Hermit for the time being? Or is she busy with other things?" Klein had such an idea in his heart and took over the four pages of the diary, starting from Roselle's diary as usual.

Different from the diary carefully selected by the Queen of Mysteries, the amount of information in the diary submitted by Miss Justice seems to be a bit average. Out of the three pages, only one page has some value. —

He now seriously suspects that in Emperor Roselle's surviving novels, those assassin-themed works are just to seduce those ignorant teenagers to choose the assassin's potion, the no-return route!

Feeling the consumption of spirituality, Klein no longer slandered Roselle's sinister intentions, and instead focused his attention on the valuable diary page, the content of which was also very simple. The content of the magical item as the main ingredient of the potion.

"Mental suture monster... The spiritual imprint of the high sequence..." Klein looked at these contents, the previous agreement may be completely revealed, but at the same time, he also has a new understanding of the background of the Panreadax family, even The Sauron family, an angel family that used to be a royal family, has no way to solve the spiritual imprint, but Mr. Devil has the ability to purify the spiritual remnants of the potion. Using the potion he provided to promote is even better than using regular materials. The potion is easier.

"I really don't know how the predecessors of Penredax started such a big family business from scratch... Is the spiritual stacking divination method really so magical?"

The senior who was sleeping in the cocoon of light once again appeared in Klein's heart, and his eyes moved to the last page of the diary belonging to Penradax—

On March 15th, in order to build that thing, I entered the fog again after a few years, and I was pleasantly surprised that I met Sonia Wilson again. After all these years, she is still so beautiful, which maybe Is it because the sequence has improved? Or is it the influence of elf blood? But it doesn't matter! 】

"Sonia Wilson... I remember that this seems to be a lady with elf blood that appeared in the diary of Senior Penredax... Wait, Wilson?!" Klein frowned and found that things were not simple, because he Remember, Mr. Hanged Man, also seems to be last name Wilson? And blue-haired, half-breed... no way?

Klein restrained the thought of shaking his head, but he still threw his rude thoughts out of his mind. Senior Penredax had already fallen into a deep sleep. Even if it really had something to do with it, it should be Mr. Hanged Man's father. Even grandfather...

Forcibly restraining her thoughts of continuing to think down, Klein continued to look down, and she was looking forward to the next development.

It is not because he wants to read the serious literature of this senior and the lady of elf blood, but because according to previous experience, whenever this senior mentions a certain lady, it must be because of some new discovery that extends from her, and About this elf lady, obviously it can only be that!

With the experience gained from Feysac girl, of course I did not forget to explore the imprints in the sea of ​​her group subconscious this time, and this also gave me a new discovery. 】

I actually saw the phantoms of the elf tribe, it was a magnificent, astonishing building complex, it was the brick and tile-style buildings that I was familiar with. 】

I saw some paintings hanging on the wall. The people in the paintings have long black hair. Compared with the race of this world, they are closer to the facial features of Asians, but unfortunately, I have not found, nor have any Myths and legends related to the hometown - at least there are no traces of the elves in Sonia's dream. 】

I began to wonder if the elves were actually descendants of a group of transmigrators? Please forgive me for using the word group, because now I am more and more suspicious of the number of travelers in this world! Transmigrators...hehe, transmigrators...I sincerely hope that they are really transmigrators! 】

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"Quantity? What do you mean? Could it be that Senior Penredax found a lot of traces of traversers? But didn't he say that he didn't find them? That's why the words of Senior Penradax are so strange... Sincerely hope that it is really a traverser... Again What's the meaning?"

Looking at this diary, Klein's heart beat violently uncontrollably, but at the same time, he also had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Although he couldn't say the reason, or even had nothing to do with the inspiration of the Diviner's pathway, he always felt that all this might not be consistent with what he expected, because he noticed that when Senior Penredax wrote this diary, UU reading wwwww The text used by .uukanshu.com is no longer the neat regular script like other diaries, but a slightly messy structure.

Although this diary has passed through Mr. Demon's memory, judging from the handwriting in the original manuscript of Roselle's diary provided by the Queen of Mysteries, memory itself should restore part of the content.

"Senior Pandre Dax may have been stimulated when he wrote this diary page, but unfortunately I don't know the exact time of this diary page..."

Klein calmed down his chaotic thoughts and focused his attention on the last paragraph—

Fortunately, this exchange is not without harvest. At least, I have confirmed that the Western Continent is real. Although there is no way to overcome the barrier of the misty sea, I may be able to try it from the Eastern Continent. In the books of the Fourth Age, there is a clear record of the Eastern Continent. Compared with the Western Continent, which has no records, this line at least has a direction of effort. 】

The text ended here, and Klein's face couldn't help but show confusion, because he knew that the Eastern Continent was probably the Land Abandoned by God. Therefore, it was very likely that the journey from the Eastern Continent to the Western Continent would not be established.

But soon, Klein let go of this idea again, because the misty sea in the west hindered the exploration of the Western Continent, but the farther east of the Land Forsaken didn't know what was there.

But in any case, if you want to find the Western Continent, you must first liberate the Eastern Continent, or find a way to enter and leave the Eastern Continent freely, or at least let the Land Abandoned by God get rid of the current suffering—

That might be the way to mobilize the residents of the City of Silver to help find the Western Continent.

Thinking of this, Klein's research on Frank Lee became more and more urgent—

The previous hesitation was swept away in an instant, and he had decided to sell the Drewyin potion to Frank!