It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

Hyde asked cautiously.

"So, that-one-time-don't-do-count!"

The shadow domineeringly brought him over, and in the way he liked, re-seriously, long, ruthlessly, without concern for the other party's feelings--to re-fulfill the contract.

-

The sea breeze brought over unknown flowers from nowhere.

Ling casually picked it up from the air, and then plunged it into the black soil that gradually faded in the sun.

Ayla squatted in front of it, feeling that this kind of overly emotional action was not something Ling would do.

"Is this dedicated to Fitili, or the innocent victims who died in that world?"

Ling's gaze stayed on the nameless little white flower for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"More than these."

She recalled the young girl who called herself "Chrissy" in the black quagmire-like space but could not recall her real name.

"The child said... I hope someone can remember her. This is a favor I owe her."

Ling turned her head, looked at the gradually brightening sky, and decided to tell Ella that story later.

-

There are a large number of figures floating above the seemingly calm sea, most of them are wizards belonging to the alliance, and even Straw Belusay, another leader of the alliance, has also appeared here.

Before the land of Nod floated up, everything was still unknown, and none of them knew whether they would have to face a monster that was infinitely close to the gods here.If Fred and his countermeasures fail, these wizards above the sea will form the second line of defense.

"It seems to be a success—so it's time for you to go back, too?"

Straw looked down at the island that suddenly appeared in the sea, and turned his head to look at another empty area warily.

With an aging cough, Benson Bain Chambers, a professor of magical history wearing khaki professorial robes, appeared in Straw's eyes.The old man wore a silver brooch on his chest. This inconspicuous and too old professor turned out to be the only person present on the executor side to which Kleist belonged.

He tremblingly put away an outdated black umbrella and sighed:

"It seems that another old friend has died..."

"so be it."

Just like that, his figure completely disappeared in place, without leaving the slightest trace.

-

In the material world, on January 1855, [-] in the Western calendar, the land of Nod completed its ascent in the waters of the Black Sea.

The long night came to an end.Volume VII Elegy of the Night (End)

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Author: A large chapter close to [-] words, don’t say that the author only changed one chapter last night (laughs)

There will be a summary in the evening today, take a break and start the eighth volume tomorrow night (maybe it will also be the last story of this book.)

Miscellaneous remarks at the end of the volume

Here comes~

It’s the nonsense part that everyone is familiar with. There is a saying that the author likes to write this kind of thing the most, because he doesn’t need to use his brain, he just says something casually.

In fact, the fifth, sixth, and seventh volumes were originally included in the outline as a whole volume.

At that time, I wanted to finish writing the scenes of the siblings, so I changed the perspective from Paris to Enoch, and the story was written in a total of 50 words...but the final result was that it was written in three volumes with more than [-] characters. Wanzi, this is probably an old problem I have developed. From the fast pace in the early stage, I want to write everything slowly now.

In the middle of the seventh volume, Meng Zhan caught up, and the subscriptions of this novel have gradually improved. It has almost doubled from the one hundred subscriptions when it was first launched.

To be honest, when I took Lihui, a gift from Luo Ying, to the editor to sign up, I never thought that I would be shortlisted. Although it has been a long time, I still want to thank every friend who loves this novel again.

Now let’s talk about the novel.

The first is the relationship between the shadow and the puppet. The two villains in the original setting finally came together. Congratulations~

Since the end of the fifth volume, the author has not concealed the love flag between these two characters. To be honest, this attempt makes me feel a little flustered (after all, "Shaoxie" is a Lily novel, and suddenly a couple of important If the role is arranged as BG, some people may not be able to accept and choose to abandon the pit.

But so far... the response seems to be good?

Because this novel has reached the late stage, I have to start thinking about what to write in the next novel, so I experimented with Hyde and Miss Puppet that I had planned to make a mess of... Cough .

Then there is Fitili, this character who played a lot of roles in the three volumes was finally killed by the knife (

The fate of a character is often not decided by the author. The promotion of the plot determines what choice she will make. In a sense, this can be regarded as a good death.If there are readers who feel sorry, it is even more a matter of joy.

Tell me a little bit more about Victoria.

The role of Victoria has always made me feel complicated, because I broke her original setting in the fifth volume, and I am very sorry for the person who set up this role.

So in the seventh volume, I started to try to round back the place where I wrote Beng. From the results, it seems to be rounded up a little bit?Because of the rhythm of the story, the seventh volume did not finish explaining the fate and ending of this character, so the author thinks that this should be put in the next volume.

It has been said before that the length of Enoch's plot exceeds the author's expectations, but even so, there are still many parts that are omitted or not written in detail.Such as Queen and Maxwell's past, Niels and Sophia and Christina's story.But if all those things are written, the Enoch chapter can completely become another novel independently (a friend was dissatisfied with my handling of this way before, and suggested that I write an IF line, and I have to wait until the end of the novel at least about this matter. right...

The beginning of the next volume is the last story of the novel.

As the tide and the chant approached, the changes in the world became more and more obvious, and clues and contradictions gradually piled together.

Faminie got something under Philip's gesture, which may be the key to the latter's recovery or further improvement.

The protagonist Ella is already one of the strongest guys, and she is qualified to return to Kraft to face the principal with her head held high.

The pit about Ella’s life experience will also be filled in the new story.

Well, that's it~

Chapter 1 The Rising Sun That Ends and Begins

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the nameless town, but it is not very warm because of the season.

On this not-so-warm morning, the sleeping creatures slowly came to life again.

The sheep were driven out of their pens by someone, and they were gnawing on the green plant seedlings under the thin layer of snow and frost. dirty.

Although the cold has not completely receded, spring is approaching, a season that most creatures find joyful.

At such a pleasant time, the countryside seems a bit too quiet.

There was no loud voice from the village women, and there was no smoke coming out of the chimneys. This seemed a bit out of place even in a relatively remote town.

The girl in a purple dress drove the sheep to a lawn and made several sunken marks on the thin snow with her fingers.

When all this was done, she hummed a merry tune and hopped back to a hut with an earthen chimney with vegetables freshly washed in the spring.

Val Farmini greeted her briskly:

"Master, good morning~"

"Great weather."

As if responding to her, the man sitting on the rattan chair waved his hand.

The meager sunlight seeped in through the window and cast on him.

The man wears a funny smiley mask, making it hard to tell his real age from his appearance.

His hair is gray, but the skin on the mask and neck has the delicate and firm feeling of a young man.

He was wearing a solid-colored tuxedo and striped trousers favored by older gentlemen, and held a warm cup of hot tea in his hands.

"I like the spring water sitting in the town very much. Using it to make tea will have more indescribable flavors."

Wei'er was pushed onto the wooden table with the prepared breakfast, and couldn't help but take another look at Ulysses Philip.

Because before yesterday, he was still a dying old man, and even heavy breathing would make him unbearable.

But after just one night, Philip seemed to be several decades younger, and the smell of a tree that was about to decay had completely disappeared.

"Teacher, you seem to be recovering well?"

Val Farmigne asked, serving vegetable soup into two wooden bowls.

"It's just barely cleared the curse, and it will take a few more days to really recover."

Despite his answer, Famini could tell that he was in a happy mood even through the mask.

He half-removed the mask of the funny smile, letting it get stuck on the upper half of his face.

Weier Famini glanced at it curiously. In the past, in her eyes, it was just a blur of fog. If she looked carefully, she would feel dizzy and nauseated.

Although many years have passed, she has never really seen her teacher.

But this time, under the mask was a half of a delicately contoured jaw with gray stubble.

"The taste is worse than before, a bit sweeter."

Philip commented.

Wei Er, who came back to her senses, stirred the bowl with a spoon a few times angrily,

"Is there any way to do that? I haven't been in contact with normal food for too long in the Land of Nod, and the seasoning is definitely not as skilled as before."

Philip finished his soup and took a clean white napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth.He put the mask back on and turned to his students with that funny smile.

Under this gaze, the latter rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly,

"There's nothing I can do about it... I've been hungry for too long, and I accidentally overdid it."

"Should we leave today, there may be traces of executors in the near future."

Philip smiled and shook his head.

"There is no need for this. Incidents like this will become more and more frequent in the future, and it will be difficult for them to distinguish which ones are natural."

Wei Er seemed to understand but half understood.

"Does it mean the sound I heard a few days ago? I remember that there was one time before, and now it's not just the magic power in the air rising, I can feel... It seems that something is different from the past, but I can't describe the feeling."

Philip nodded.

"The current environment is closer to the legendary age of the gods, the era when gods could walk on the earth - the mystery is not hidden under the ice but floating on the surface. As for the specific differences, I don't need to say, you can slowly Slowly you will feel it."