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

Aila touched the pale face with her hand, then nervously tore off a layer of translucent skin, panting heavily.

The transparent human face covered with water droplets and foam looked a little creepy, she casually threw the "persona mask" on the brass stand, and looked at the full-length mirror again.

It's just that after a day, the face that originally belonged to her actually made her feel a little strange.After staring at the mirror for more than ten minutes, this strange feeling gradually disappeared.

While wearing the persona, her behavior, tone of voice, and even her way of thinking were deflected.It was difficult for Dmitry to do this out of thin air. The origin of the Persona might be very problematic, but she was not in the mood to think about the origin of this alchemy tool.

Ella breathed a sigh of relief, her body shrunk slightly.She leaned back and immersed most of her body in the hot water, and her long silver hair floated on the water.

"I seem to have underestimated the side effects of the persona a little too much."

She originally thought that with her mental strength, she would not be polluted by too much alchemy props, but Dmitry, as a person who knew the body data in detail, still gave a warning that she must be cautious.

After the rapid increase in strength, she seemed a little overconfident. Ella, who had seen the doomsday war in the snow country, subconsciously underestimated something.

There's no need to use a persona, at least in a safe place, and she leaves the bath to wrap herself in a bathrobe.After casting a confusion spell on her hand, she turned the brass handle in the bathroom and returned to the study.

Ringing the bell, Ella called Annai.

"Prepare me a cup of coffee, a small dish of cream and two slices of toast. I will go to bed very late today, so don't wait for me."

After Annai left again, Ella continued to read the "Book of Nod".This ancient book is essentially the scriptures and history of the dirty blood.

In order to avoid missing information, Ella read those long legends and teachings word by word, and finally found some clues in them.

The Book of Nod mentions that the saint Cain was exiled by his father because he killed his blood brother, and he built the kingdom of Enoch in the land of "nothing" where there was no light.

"The Land of Nod" is a dark and lightless land abandoned by God. This description reminds Ella of some kind.Maybe it's a place like the frontier of dreams or the treasure room of Sibilla, which exists in the cracks of the world.

Regardless of the wording in ancient books, the word "exile" can originally explain many problems in occultism.

Her life experience may indeed be related to the filthy blood, and the ramblings point to the land of Nod, and Norbert Williams is very likely to be a filthy blood, and the lifespan of the filthy blood can also explain the passage of time to some extent question.

But her growth rate is obviously different from that of the longevity race, and there is no sign of pollution. There are many loopholes in the explanation.

A slight movement downstairs interrupted Ella's thoughts.

There are thieves?

Her spirit vision quickly scanned the entire building, only to find that there were only two people left in No. 30 of the Champs Elysees.

Ella looked up at the wall clock and found that the time was almost zero, Ella frowned and thought.

"Where are they going so late?"

Just when she was hesitating to continue reading or check the situation, a gunshot not far away came from her ears.

Chapter 18 Lucky

Ella was taken aback. Her first reaction was that some executor had found her, but after she calmed down, she realized that it was impossible for those people to be easily exposed, so that she could be alerted in advance.

After thinking about it, she simply used the Confusion Charm to leave an illusion of "Yosef Bell" in the study, and lifted her disguise.

She first used the "Embrace of the Night" to hide her figure, then drew a cross and opened a "door" in the space of the study.

She stepped into the light door and disappeared into the study, leaving only an illusory shadow on the seat.If anyone watched the room, it would be seen that Mr. Bell finished his reading after half an hour and went back to his bedroom to rest.

In this way, even if someone sees through the "Embrace of the Night" and finds out, there is no problem. What is the relationship between the wanted criminal who appeared on the Champs Elysees and the wealthy businessman Mr. Yusef Bell?

Another light door floats above the house, this position provides a panoramic view of the street.Ella turned on her spiritual vision and looked down at the ground. During this period of time, most people had already fallen asleep, and the color of the spirit body was very hazy when people were sleeping.Focusing on the gunshots, a few residents in nearby buildings were awakened, and the colors became chaotic.

Ella smelled something bad in the center of the gunfire. Following the inspiration, she slowly descended in front of a building.

“29 Rue Champs Elysees…”

The figure of Mr. Hajie flashed in her mind for a moment, Ella opened a light door again, stepped in, and the figure appeared in the living room.

Following the smell, Mr. Fitili Hage, who was wearing a nightgown, collapsed in the corridor on the second floor. He was shot in the side of the head, and his gray brain and blood splashed all over the floor.

The murderer had fled the scene and there was no trace of anyone else in the house.

It should be an immediate death, with no possibility or necessity of rescue.

Ella sighed. Her impression of this gentleman was not bad. Mr. Hajie was very talkative and easy-going. Regardless of the other party's reputation, at least he had nothing to criticize as a neighbor.

Based on the movement he noticed in the study, the murderer was most likely a certain lady he hired.

This is something in the world of ordinary people, and she shouldn't interfere too much.

But even so...

Without any further hesitation, Ella spit out a word belonging to the ancient Elvish language,

"Backtrack."

The space around him began to change, and figures and voices began to reappear in the mist that seemed to fade away, and their movements changed as if they were going backwards.

An illusory shadow stood up from Hajie's position like a tumbler, a lead bullet drilled out of its head, and fell back into an old flintlock.

Ella frowned, and the images around her disappeared.

She couldn't see the figure's face clearly. Apart from the cover made by the other party's clothes, the image itself was also very blurry.

At best, she could rule out Annai's suspicion through her height, and the black shadow could be either Val Farmigne or Victoria Milusel.

"F*** disturbing... there is a magical factor in this incident?"

This result exceeded Ella's expectations.

She didn't feel the magic from the chefs and maids she hired.

"There's someone else influencing their behaviour, or they're covering it up in some way."

Ella suddenly felt a little headache, Paris is so big, but she encountered this kind of thing a few days before arriving here.There is a huge difference in the ratio of magicians to ordinary people. Maybe there are not many magicians in Paris, but there is at least one guy with unknown intentions among the three people she hired.

The girl sighed. If the incident involved magic, it would no longer be an incident of ordinary people. She should give the neighbor a proper explanation.

At this time, there was a rustling sound on the ground. Ella was taken aback for a moment, and then she noticed a very strange scene.

The incident developed in an even more unknown direction. Ella opened a light door and left quickly.

When Ella returned to Champs Elysees NO.30, the number of people in this building had changed to three.

She floated in the air, muffling the sound of her footsteps.Ella first appeared in the room of one of them. Anai was hugging the long pillow tightly, with crystal saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth. She was sleeping soundly, and even the gunfire just now did not wake her up.

"Mr. Bell, no...can't do this..."

Muttering, she rolled over and pressed the pillow under her body.

Ella shook her head helplessly and lifted the quilt up a little for the other party.

The employer is a wanted criminal, and there may be a murderer hidden among the colleagues. In this way, Miss Annai seems to be the most pitiful one among the No. 30 in the Champs Elysees.

Leaving the bedroom, Ella found the second person in the building.

Victoria was curled up in the quilt, with only half of her head exposed. After confirming that there was no interference from magic, Ella slowly exited the room and returned to her bedroom.

Miss Famini is missing. She is most likely the murderer who shot Mr. Haj and escaped, but Victoria is also suspected.

But......

Ella relaxed her body and decided to continue to observe the development of the situation.

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The next morning, Ella was lying on the sofa in the living room, reading the best-selling novel written by Mr. Hager.

There was the sound of a key being turned, and Miss Farmine came in through the front door across the courtyard.

"Farmine? Where have you been?"

Ella asked, putting down the novel.

"To prepare today's food, we are not very close to the market, I have to get up very early. Mr. Bell, maybe you should consider hiring a helper for me. A decent gentleman should not let his female cook. Do this kind of work."

Famini complained, placed the vegetable basket on the ground, and moved her aching body.

"I'll think about it, but the problem right now is that everyone is probably hungry."

Farmine had clearly lied, but Ella didn't tell her.

Farmine said with a sigh.

"Okay sir, by the way, when I came back, I saw the police carriage. Something happened nearby."

Ella tried to see something in the other's eyes, but couldn't see anything.

Victoria was busy cleaning the house and doing the laundry, but there was nothing out of the ordinary.

It didn't take long for Miss Farmine to prepare the food. Today's breakfast is croissants with fried bacon, and the drink is fresh orange juice.

Only halfway through the breakfast, a copper bell came from outside the courtyard.

Two gentlemen dressed as police officers arrived at Champs Elysees NO.30.

They quickly made clear their purpose. At midnight yesterday, a vicious home invasion and shooting occurred at No. 29 Champs Elysées.Mr. Fitili Haj, a best-selling author and bank shareholder, was unfortunately shot.

After asking a few simple questions, the police officer named Batty reminded:

"It's a bit ashamed to say it, but Paris is indeed not safe in recent times."

Famini mentioned:

"Yeah, we had dinner with Mr Harder yesterday and he was a real gentleman... this is really sad news."

"No, ma'am, Mr. Hajj is very lucky."

Mr. Batty corrected seriously:

"The buckshot didn't hit home, he just needs to be recuperated in the hospital."

Ella watched the others' reactions blankly.

Chapter 19 Exploration and Harvest

Miss Famini showed some surprise at the right time. She covered her half-opened mouth with her hands. After just a few seconds, she added as if sighing:

"This is really the best news."