Kill me again, Miss Witch

With the other hand, she gently took off the expensive wedding ring on her ring finger, as if she was not interested, she casually threw it on Earl Violet's chest.

"From today onwards, we will end our friendship."

After saying this, Novella stopped talking and quietly waited for the carriage to arrive at the end of the journey.

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Earl Violet drank the red wine that was originally prepared for Novella in his hand, then put down his glass, got up and left the box.

Obviously, as the eldest son of Duke Latusos, Earl Violet, who had made great military exploits, his car was more luxurious and spacious than that of his daughter Sally.

At this moment, the mysterious man in black robe is sitting in another box with his eyes closed.

"She became a bit of a stranger to me."

Sitting opposite the mysterious man in black robe, Earl Violet whispered.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, after today, she won't continue to exist in this world with her current identity." The mysterious man in black robe said lightly, "What's more, as a vessel for the coming of the 'Lord', she was born without You need to have your own will, and being able to allow a mortal consciousness to occupy that body for 30 years is already a great gift."

"..."

Earl Violet nodded slightly.

After a while, as if he suddenly remembered something, he took the initiative to remind: "Today's commotion is a bit loud, and my father's name is not easy to use. The Tower of Judgment may not be able to suppress it."

"Therefore, the action of the ceremony must be fast. As for the nutrients that the mother tree needs to absorb, there are many outsiders and adventurers with no background near Minden Avenue."

"Although the commotion may be a little big, it is the first god in history who can walk freely in the world. Ordinary laws and views of good and evil no longer have the power to judge him."

Earl Violet seemed to be speaking to the mysterious man, but also seemed to be speaking to himself.

The mysterious man in black robe nodded: "By the way, is she still pure?"

"It should still be."

"That's good, otherwise, if the 'lord' is dissatisfied due to the defect of the container, resulting in an error in the fusion process of the godhead, all efforts will be in vain."

"You know, what we are about to do is a rebellious thing."

......

Xia Ya, who was dressed in dragon-scale black armor, lowered his head, and gently opened the "Jane Eyre" in his hand.

The message on the title page was something he wrote down at the time when he had a flash of inspiration. In fact, it didn't have any deep meaning, but he just thought it matched Mrs. Violet, so he wrote it down.

"May your life be as gorgeous as summer flowers, and your death as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."

Next to this sentence, there were two tears stained faintly.

"..."

Shaar sighed lightly, and casually opened one of the pages.

Looking at the densely packed elegant handwriting in the blank part, he suddenly froze.

Obviously, when Mrs. Violet was reading this book, she was not just reading, but she also wrote down a lot of her feelings while reading it.

"Jane Eyre, what a self-reliant woman, only a great writer like Mr. Cain can create such a three-dimensional character, right?"

"When portraying the character of Rochester, did Mr. Cain refer to some of his own experiences?"

"Hey, then, he must be a handsome young gentleman who treats girls with extra demeanor, but he's a bit fiddly."

"I really want to meet Mr. Cain..."

"After reading this for the eighth time, I still feel very touched. After all, it is Mr. Cain's work, and it has a magical power that makes people read and taste repeatedly."

"Bessie, what a kind character, Mr. Cain must have such a considerate maid in real life, right?"

"Happy ending, Sahua is over, looking forward to Mr. Cain's next masterpiece!"

"Mr. Cain..."

"Mr. Cain..."

"..."

Shaar was a little silent.

For him, all the books written in the capacity of Cain are just for making money, not to mention that they are just copied works, Xia Ya has never taken this matter seriously.

But after silently flipping through Mrs. Violet's book notes, he suddenly became alarmed.

Maybe sometimes, the words you think are worthless, in the eyes of others, are the spiritual food to accompany her through countless days and nights.

Along the way, even Mrs. Violet didn't realize that even though the two hadn't had any communication before, there were traces of Xia's existence everywhere in her life.

He subconsciously turned the book in his hand to the last page.

"If, if you can see this, then I am very happy, because this is the last 'conversation' between me and you."

"There are a lot of things I want to say and do, but because I can't meet, let's forget it."

"I heard from Miss Octavier that your real name is Char, Char Adelaide, but you are only 16 years old. To be honest, I was shocked when I heard this."

"Based on something in one of your books, does this count as 'old cows eat young grass'?"

"Well, just kidding, I hope you don't mind."

"Mr. Xia, my life may have come to an end, but you still have a long way to go. The forces involved behind the Violet family are very complicated, and there is even the shadow of the royal family, and the earl is just elected by them. Just a spokesman for him."

"So, for your safety, just forget about things related to me."

"Don't worry about it, don't add sentimentality."

"By the way, it seems that since we met, I haven't introduced myself yet."

"My name is Novella, Novella Yulea."

The text similar to the last letter ends here.

Shaar took a deep breath.

At the same time, there was finally news that the official guards were belatedly arriving.

Char, who was dressed in black cavalry armor, slowly clenched his fists, and slowly stood up from some things.

"No, don't move!"

A group of city guards slowly surrounded Shaar, staring at the scene in front of him, feeling a little apprehensive.

At this moment, Shaar was sitting on top of a pile of corpses piled high, indifferently scanning the slowly gathering soldiers around him.

Just now, he was reading the book left by Novella on top of such a pile of extremely miserable corpses.

"Novira, your name sounds nice."

Xia Ya said softly.

Afterwards, he jumped high and disappeared in mid-air under everyone's gaze.

"Don't let him run away!"

The city guards were about to give chase when they saw a small box falling from the sky.

"Clap."

While falling to the ground, the box was opened, and there was a medal lying quietly inside.

It was the Senior Inspector Medal that belonged to Sally.

At the same time, a word came faintly from the sky.

"Immediately report to the Tower of Judgment, the central sewer directly below Minden Street in the North District of Burton, and the underground cellar of Violet Manor on the outskirts. Unknown forces are conducting sacrifices to evil gods!"

......

When Novella stepped out of the carriage, she found herself in an unusually damp and cold cave at some point.

Around her stood many members of the organization wearing strange patterned cloaks, preventing her from committing suicide or escaping.

She frowned slightly, feeling hot and inexplicable impulse in her body.

At the same time, the tree-shaped imprint on his chest also became extremely hot.

This has never happened to her in the past many years.

"Familiar?"

Just then, a voice came from behind.

Following him out of the carriage was the mysterious man in a black robe with a golden incomplete sun embroidered on his collar.

"Does it feel familiar?" As if thinking that Novella hadn't heard clearly, the mysterious man in the black robe opened his arms, as if to enclose this space, "Here, everything here, you should have an impression."

"After all, 32 years ago, when I inadvertently discovered the 'incomplete and fertile mother tree root' that survived on the life breath of countless people in the capital, you were just born."

"Over the years, the organization and I have spent countless resources and financial resources to barely revive this tree root and establish a connection with the incomplete consciousness of the 'Lord'."

"You, don't you have any impression?"

As he said that, the mysterious man in black robe turned his gaze to the depths of the cave in the distance.

Novella turned her head subconsciously, followed that line of sight to look at the position he said.

Afterwards, the whole person was struck by lightning!

"Then, what is that..."

She stood there in a daze, her hands subconsciously dropped, and she couldn't grasp the sharp blade tightly.

Seeing this, several members of the organization were about to come over and control her, but the mysterious man in black waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need it.

"That's you." The mysterious man in black robe answered her confusion, "Of course, to be more precise, that's part of the 'lord'."

In the depths of the cave, countless vines and tree roots are firmly rooted in the hard stone wall, growing and spreading around tenaciously, as if covering the ground world with a radius of several kilometers, absorbing the nutrients that belong to living people .

The mother tree of abundance is the incarnation of the goddess of abundance and a symbol of the prosperity of life in the world.

At this moment, a soft and beautiful face that belongs only to women, with eyes closed and a peaceful smile, is attached to the incomplete tree trunk.

That face was exactly the same as Novella's.

The mysterious man in black robe walked up to her and stood side by side with her: "What we have to do is a great cause, to recreate the miracle on the earth, and of course there will be many unnecessary sacrifices."

"We will remember you and what you did for Ragnarok."

As he spoke, the mysterious man in black robe gently pushed Novella's back.

In the next second, her eyes blurred, and she found that she had crossed a distance of tens of meters in an instant, and came to the foot of the Fengrao Mother Tree.

Only when you look closely can you realize that this tree is only a small part of it, with more than a dozen embracing diameters. If it were to come to the world in its original form, I don't know what a spectacular sight it would be.

Novella raised her head in despair, staring at the face on the tree trunk that was so familiar to her.

"flood--"

Memories that did not belong to her originally exploded in her mind!

"what!!!"

Novella let out a miserable cry, covered her head, and slowly knelt down on the ground.

Among those huge and complicated memories, Novella seemed to have completely become another existence, overlooking the world from an unprecedented angle, and everything became so strange.

At the same time, countless evil ravings and strange whispers gradually expanded in my ears.

Novella felt extremely painful all over her body, as if something was gradually recovering from her body.

Although it's not clear what exactly happened.

But there is only one thing that is certain.

The ceremony that is about to begin, as well as the unspeakable Lord, are definitely not a kind existence of the lawful camp.

Novella felt as if she had been polluted by some kind of spirit.

That's...the evil god.

"Sure enough, the Lord has already fallen." Watching the scene in front of him, the mysterious man in black robe let out a painful sigh, "And the consciousness that the Lord has differentiated is also contaminated with the breath of corruption."

"This is information that has been guessed for a long time, isn't it?" Earl Violet stood beside him and said softly, "So, different from those rigid 'Naturalism', our 'God-making School' is the orthodoxy of the organization, Our thoughts will eventually be perfectly annotated."

The mysterious man in black robe nodded.

After a while, Novella seemed to have adapted to this kind of mental pollution a little bit, she staggered to her feet, trying to find a place to escape.

But on the road between the Fengrao Mother Tree and the passage, a dimensional seal has already been set by the mysterious man in black robe, and he can only enter but not exit.