"But stealing from such a woman? It shouldn't be too difficult."
"I know what you are thinking, but we cannot underestimate her. That woman is harder to be stolen than any fort or castle you encounter."
"I don't know that. There is only one person. I think you may be a bit exaggerated."
"Everyone who underestimates her will eventually die. I tell you based on personal experience."
"Really? Then why are you still alive?"
"Because I never underestimated her. But I didn't find that necklace. Although I never planned for it, I think it is appropriate to find the best talent in the business anyway."
"I understand." The man thought for a while. "I still don't believe you, but I will steal that necklace. Who knows, what you said may be true. In fact, I hope so."
""Well, whatever you want. Just make sure you face her with everything you have. Anything other than that will make you buried in a shallow grave, from a metaphorical point of view. But you will die. "I smiled and said." She is at Brady's now. I heard this is a great city! have you been there?"
"Unbelievable? Are you sure you're looking for the right place? What was it before, right? It's actually a pretty bad destination. I've been there a few times, just when the Wizarding Group got some priceless treasures."
I should clean up the city before I leave. Who am I kidding? I don't like that place very much either. This is just a small reward I gave myself in order to eliminate the wizarding group.
"Anyway, you should go now. My journey is a bit tight, so I need things to proceed quickly and smoothly."
"Yes, yes." The thief said as he threw the bag into the air, disappearing into the shadow out of the light.
"Once you get it back to this place!" I yelled. "I will wait for you here!"
I have no good feelings about it. Why did he leave without listening to the main points of the future meeting
I turned my attention back to the glowing sphere. Lily is staring at me now, or so it seems. She must have found the observation point. Now she was turning the necklace with a chain at a vague speed. She grinned, loosened the chain, and shè this necklace under my spell. The image was immediately cut off, and the sphere shattered into fragments, leaving a small piece of red arc-shaped fragments.
It seems that there is no other way but to release the hapless family of five from prison. Hope they are more reliable than that thief.
I got up from my seat and walked to the corner of the room where my necklace was placed. I looked back at the place where the rotten eyeball had been, where it had been shining with that wet, disgusting eyeball. Of course, there is no real eyeball dangling from the roof, but this has not changed the fact that I can still feel its existence.
That Brady, he really needs to learn how to respect my personal space. Fortunately, I don't need a bath, nor do I need anything that he can easily use his perverted book. I mean, please! I know I look beautiful and it may be difficult to resist, but monitoring me like this makes me feel a bit too much.
My necklace was fixed to my neck, and I returned to my seat, the book I had read has been open. Some sāo movements occurred in the hall connected to this room, which meant that the Jǐng guards had assembled and tried to attack them again. Seriously, how many Jǐng guards are there in this city? The rain has been fighting against them, just like this good dog, for some time, they still show no signs of relaxation. Hope their resources will be exhausted soon so that I can do some correct reading. At such a moment, I miss the tranquility that the forest brings to me.
I picked up the big book and continued reading. This is just a simple version of the incredibly dull history of the witch rally, and I can only find a real history book here. Most of the texts stored on these shelves are nothing but flattering works written by their own members. For the low intelligence of the wizard cub, it is very boring but very enlightening.
I flipped through the pages of the book briskly with a bored expression, sighed heavily, and often moved uneasily in my seat. I am already familiar with the events provided in this book so far, but I have to read them through in case I miss something important.
Many of the events recorded here were actually my presence. However, they didn't even mention my name once! In some cases, I was even the direct cause of these disasters, but they just recorded my participation as some kind of unexplainable phenomenon. This outrageous discovery only makes these books even more boring. If the main star is not included, then it doesn't make sense to be interested in it.
I swear that when someone finally decides to do justice for me and write my story, I will be the only focus. All this is for me, Lily in crimson, no one else! If the writer even wanted to make me something less than the protagonist, or mention Brady, I would chop off their fingers, goug their eyes, and it would be fun!
When I turned back, I rubbed my eyes. I'm not really tired, but I think sometimes your body moves on its own. I turned my head from side to side to relax some of the tension, and noticed a huge slope on one side of the huge arch leading to the corridor.
"I was starting to get a little tired. These killings made me exhausted. Can we change positions?" Renn asked with a yawn.
"Are the guards still attacking? I can't hear them."
"No, they retreated again and redeployed. They have surrounded this place, so they can try another attack at any time. That's why I need to rest."
Fortunately, we are on the seventh floor. During my study meeting, I couldn't deal with the fools who broke in through the huge window behind.
"Although I really want to take your place and show them my own brand of slaughter, I have more important things to deal with." I told him, gestured in the pile of books I had prepared.
"Please, isn't it all right? I just want to close my eyes for a while."
When did he become so spoiled? Don't get me wrong, I love children! Their innocent eyes are full of fear. This is indeed a sight worth seeing, but I can't stand this self-righteous behavior. What was he thinking about? It's as if he thinks we are equal partners or something!
I opened the bag I set aside and took out a small bottle full of yellow sè**.
"Drink it." I told him, throwing lightly in his direction. "It will rejuvenate you and give you the energy you need to move on."
Renn looked at it cautiously and glanced at me quickly. I nodded, without any hint of my true intentions, watching him from the corner of my eye drank the whole bottle of wine in one breath. Interesting way, I said to myself, he is of course a trustworthy person.
Yu suddenly pushed himself against the wall and began to jump around the scene, as if he was preparing for a boxing match.
"Wow!" he shouted loudly. "You are right! This is indeed a miracle!"
"Is that so..." I muttered unhappily.
""Yes! I am going back to my turf!"
He took a step toward the hall, and then another step. Then he took two more and suddenly froze. When I got up from my seat and approached the statue, my mood became a little lighter.
"What's wrong with me?" Renne asked with difficulty. It looked like his jaw was frozen.
"An anesthetic, huh?" I thought loudly. "I should have guessed, from its yellow sè, but I guess there is no clear answer until you conduct a field test!"
"Do you know this will happen?"
"Of course not! I'm so sad that you thought so!" I said, exaggerating the false shock. "I didn't intend to paralyze you! I thought it would kill you."
"Hush, be quiet. Look at it this way, you say you are tired, so now you can rest!" I pointed out as I walked by him. "Besides, I feel a little bit rǔ now."
Indeed, after fighting with Brady and seeing that he has become so strong recently, I decided that I needed to improve my abilities. Now that the rain has taken care of the troublesome part, all I need to do is to walk along the blood-stained path and harvest as much as I can!
As I walked through the hall of the dead, my boots made a damp sound, echoing in the silence. I didn't need to go far before I found the first pile of corpses. If you ask me, I don't think it tastes much, but hungry people will eat whatever is placed in front of them.
I continued to walk around, temporarily forgetting the real reason why we came here. Ah, anyway, all those readings give me a headache anyway. If I had to read another page about how "wonderful" and "amazing" the witches were, I swear I would scream. However, I will give the credit where it deserves, because the architecture they use is quite extraordinary.
The library and corridors here are very large. You must be at least twice as big as the rain to get close to the curved roof, giving a seemingly magnificent feeling that can only belong to the ancient king, although this is a typical feature of witch gatherings. This alone is impressive enough, but it is actually the beautiful patterns carved on the wall and the detailed paintings on the ceiling that really attracted my attention. They didn't tell too many stories, but they still seemed interesting. The subject depicted almost seems savage and savage, and to a certain extent, it scares me to a certain extent.
I returned to the library, Yu still standing where I left him.
"How long will I have to do this?" he asked, um, more like a moan.
"Who knows!" I told him with newfound enthusiasm. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)