Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

—But now we're sending Princess Eleanor to the Great Icefield!

Scarlett immediately asked, "Has Ansu seen the list of candidates?"

The clerk thought for a moment and said, "This was sent directly to White Sand Manor by the Grand Council. Prince Albert should have read it personally."

Scarlett was immediately puzzled.

This isn't right!

What's gotten into this prince? Why would he send his own sister to the Great Icefield? Is he sending Princess Eleanor to inherit their desolate, godforsaken fiefdom?

Even so, Scarlett still signed the document. After all, the Grand Council had already made a proposal, and the number of people sent was small, so it wouldn't affect the security of Mistmoon City, and Scarlett couldn't say anything.

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Chapter 493 The Book of Creation

The Bishopric of Fogmoon City, the Church for the Blind.

How did you know I was the Pope?

Vera stood in the aisle of the church, hands on her hips, and began to boast to one of the nuns following her.

The nun was wearing a black nun's robe, with a veil over her light blonde hair and a black cloth wrapped around her eyes. She wasn't very tall, about 1.5 meters shorter than Vera, and was about 10 centimeters shorter.

She held her hands to her chest, her youthful voice filled with admiration, "Sister Vera! Are you really the Pope of the Church? I've never seen a Pope as young as you before! Grandpa White Oak is seventy years old and he's only just become the Bishop of the Fogmoon City region! Amazing! Amazing!"

"Huh? I'm that good... Yes, I am that good."

When the topic of the Pope came up, Vera couldn't help but straighten her back slightly and subconsciously put her hands behind her back, adopting the air of a leader inspecting a subordinate unit. However, this made her chest stand out even more, towering high and dazzling, which made her look less dignified and more comical.

However, the pope, who was used to large breasts, was completely unaware and nodded, saying:

"Okay, I'm not kidding anymore, Xiao Ai Ke. Can you do me a favor later? I might consider arranging a better job for you."

Sister Aiko asked excitedly, "Can someone as blind as me do it?"

"of course."

"But, but which country's pope are you?"

"Ahem, don't worry about that for now." Vera pointed to the door of a small prayer room in the distance, from which sermons were being heard. Even getting close made Aiko feel dizzy.

Occasionally, Tia's voice could be heard from inside the door, something like, "Please continue," "Let's pause this part for a moment to understand," or "Could you repeat it?"

That's right, the Book of Creation.

Although she was some kind of pope, she was still an alchemist at heart. She was quite interested in this kind of secret text.

Vera listened with great curiosity and eager anticipation. She led the bewildered Eko to the door and said, "Look, this is it. Now open the door for me. Do you see it? It's that door."

Aiko took a few steps back and said, "I'm a blind girl, sister!"

Vera was so anxious that she blurted out the truth: "Oh dear! It's the door to the prayer room."

“No, no, no, that won’t do! The bishop specifically told me that we absolutely cannot open the door, otherwise those evil knowledge will leak into the material world and we will be targeted by bad people.”

Aiko pursed her lips pitifully, looked up at Vera, and said, "Sister Vera, you are such a powerful Pope..."

"They're definitely not bad people, right? If you're not bad people, you must stay far away from here! I can take you to see the church."

Hearing the pitiful tone and the various compliments she received, Vera's initial intention to eavesdrop on the secret texts by pressing her ear against the door vanished.

Miss Silly immediately straightened her back again, and said somewhat reluctantly, "Alright then. Show me the Church for the Blind first."

She turned to follow Echo to the nave, but before she could cross the threshold, the door to the prayer room behind her creaked open.

The black-haired girl had just received the translated version of the Book of Creation and was chatting happily with Bai Hu.

Bai Hu specially handed a stack of manuscripts to Tia, saying, "These are the manuscripts you sent before. It's inconvenient for us to keep them here."

The stack of notebooks wasn't thick, but it was heavy, with pages that gleamed gold, as if they were all made of gold.

Tia took it and gestured for Vera to hold it. Vera was immediately dazzled by the sight, losing all interest in knowledge and only having a desire for gold.

You didn't say that this copy was made of gold!

I just left the temple.

Vera, clutching the manuscript of the secret text, followed Tia into the carriage, saying enviously, "I remember when I took the secret text away, it was all paper! How did it turn into gold now? Can you teach me how to make it?"

"And teach me the contents of the Book of Creation as well. I can pay you, really, in kind."

Vera not only ate and took things, but also wanted to eat Tia as well.

Tia wanted to kick the little redhead in the face to let him taste the saltiness, but she didn't because of the space. "The secret books of Saint Enggade are indeed not made of gold. They are made of pulp from sacred wood."

"Huh?"

"This copy you have is a reproduction. It's specifically for the Church of the Blind. Holy wood is too expensive now, we can't afford it."

How expensive is sacred wood?

Vera muttered to herself, still remembering the huge pile of sacred wood in the Newport warehouse that she couldn't use up.

Tia said lightly, "Four hundred and fifty gold pounds per kilogram."

"Young Master Duo!?"

"Four hundred and fifty gold pounds. That's the market price for the Royal Cathedral, and it was obtained through internal channels."

"They're here to rob us! This is more expensive than gold!"

"There's nothing we can do. We've almost used up our reserves of sacred wood, and the price has skyrocketed."

"How did it become like this?"

"Look at how you talk!"

Vera raised her hand to look, but before she could react, she looked again and fell silent.

Her outfit was almost identical to her own figure, made entirely of sacred wood. It was specially prepared for her during the internal strife in Mist Moon, exquisitely crafted, and clearly made from a lot of wasteful materials.

Sacred wood is a material with a wide range of uses, and it is used even more in Mistmoon City. It is needed for the construction of altars in newly built churches, for priests to set up ceremonies, and for the reconstruction of churches that were destroyed by fire during the Mistmoon civil war.

The sacred wood of Mistmoon City was used by alchemists to create puppets during the Mistmoon civil war.

This forced the Iris Church to import a large amount of sacred wood from its hometown of Anzu, a matter that made Bishop Marshall laugh for several days in a row.

Tia frowned and said unhappily, "That's why I chose gold as the copy. After all, I can't use star antimony, the cost would be sky-high."

"Really... But this can be recycled too, right? What's the information inside?"

"Hmph, that's interesting. Specifically, it's not really related to androids, but more to inorganic structures. You remember inorganic transformation, right? It's kind of like that. But it does involve blocking deep-sea pollution..."

Vera was confused and said, "Stop for a minute, so do you understand? Can I learn it?"

Tia glanced at Vera a few times, then suddenly reached out and pressed her hand against Vera's cheek.

Vera was completely bewildered.

Then Tia began to shake her head at a steady pace.

Are you dizzy?

"gosh."

"That's it, he's got too much water in his brain, he probably won't be able to learn it... Oh no!"

Vera bit Tia's wrist, and seeing Tia quickly pull her hand away, she said irritably, "Be serious."

Tia replied seriously, "It's not a big problem. But I need some outside help."

"Huh? What external force?"

Vera didn't understand.

Tia was referring to spirits. This knowledge was extraordinary; she needed to capture several large spirits to feed Silver Door. At least Sequence Four spirits would be required.

Tia didn't say much, but asked:

"By the way, when I was in the prayer room, I heard you whispering with that little nun outside. What were you saying?"

"Ahem, never mind that, let's get down to business."

"Do you have something important to say?"

Tia was taken aback.

Vera retorted, embarrassed and annoyed, "Why do you make me sound like a rogue or a scoundrel? I'm a proper nun, okay!"

"sorry."

"If saying sorry were enough, why would we need to confess to nuns?"

Tia spoke in the voice of an old mother who had confiscated her New Year's money: "I owe you this once. I'll make it up to you later."

"Don't talk like Aunt Isabella, you bastard!"

Chapter 494 The Last Supper

Vera and Tia's relationship is quite different from Tia's relationship with Anne.

For Tia, Anne was a girl who could be her mother. For Vera, Tia was a girl who could be her mother.

这并非是缇娅或者薇拉弗洛伊德的账号异地登录了，而是因为缇娅被艾维娜揍多了缺爱，薇拉则属于被伊莎贝拉姨妈爱多了缺揍......三个人正好互补。

As for Eleanor—she is the Holy Spirit who can be a lover, mother, and daughter all at the same time.

Therefore, Tia has always believed that if her experience were adapted into a novel, it could be called "Four Generations Under One Roof".

That's just idle talk, let's leave it at that.

When Tia and Vera returned to 16 Crown Street, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. The night was getting darker, and the windows were brightly lit.

On the large dining table were several silver platters filled with seafood risotto, fried sausages, and sliced ​​roasted pork knuckles, along with freshly made lemonade and several kinds of desserts.

Vera and Eleanor sat facing each other in citron chairs. Anne came out of the kitchen with a bowl of vegetable soup and sat down opposite Tia.

Annie wiped her sweat and asked, "So, the Book of Creation still hasn't solved the deep-rooted problem of deep-sea pollution affecting spirits?"

Tia picked up Vera's soda, took a sip, and explained:

"It's not that it's completely unsolved. The Book of Creation is quite different from the other books; it does offer several solutions, and even some of them are theoretically feasible..."

"Eleanor, I am the Pope, I am of a higher rank, and I would like to eat this cherry tomato."

"I am a princess."

"Besides, I'm of the same generation as Peter, so you should respect the elder and give me this little tomato, right?"

"I am a princess."

"There's only one! Please, I'm begging you, damn it, I really want to eat this cherry tomato!"

"I am a princess."

Eleanor stood there, holding the only cherry tomato used as a garnish in her seafood risotto, as steadfast as a saint, unwavering in her resolve.

Vera, holding her fork, couldn't find a spot to grab it. Her face fell, and she turned around, her eyes wide, and said, "Where's my soda? I only had two sips!"

Tia, biting her straw, mumbled, "They probably flew to the Great Ice Plains."

He then said to Annie, "Of course, the Book of Creation is only theoretically feasible. The main problem is that most of the solutions it mentions are too outrageous or dangerous. For example, its best solution is to directly modify the world's rules at the level of truth..."

Annie took a bite of the seafood risotto. The fragrant steam rose straight up. Cutting through the thick layer of cheese on top, the rice grains underneath glistened with orange-yellow oil, coated in seafood sauce. Interspersed in the middle were slices of bacon with distinct layers of fat and lean meat, diced squid, shrimp, and corn kernels. The rich aroma of freshness wafted over her even without getting close.

Anne chewed with satisfaction, then mumbled, "Modifying the Truth Layer is completely impossible, but if the Secret Codex was just like this, then Chairman Ulrich probably wouldn't have achieved that back then."

"That's hard to say..."

Tia felt that this was truly a miracle achieved by Ulrich purely through his own hard work.

She complained, "Because the second method suggested by the Book of Creation is to simply fill in the deep sea once and for all."

"what?"

"what?"

"Oh......"