Miss Heber is fighting her way out of the Lostbelt!

Even in the Lostbelt, Bai Zhou is the backbone of the battlefield, let alone in the present world where he is suppressed by Tian Sui as a whole.

Bai Zhou is the pinnacle of his potential as an apprentice in this world. Apart from his lifespan, as long as he doesn't commit suicide, he can be said to be in no danger of death.

If it were in the past, Hebe would not be in a hurry to complete her promotion in the present world, but now Eris has stepped out from behind the scenes.

Of course, Heber wasn't particularly worried.

Don’t you see that even Eris, the quasi-ruler, can only promote Andorn to Daylight in the real world?

——Tian Sui’s suppression of the present world is impeccable.

But Heber was not willing to rush into promotion along such a path.

The reason was simple: she knew that in addition to the seven major principles, there was another secret history principle. And her "Secret History Simulator" was undoubtedly closely related to this principle.

If possible, Heber would definitely choose to follow the path of the secret history code.

At this time, the "Fox Set" that appears in the form of equipment is really a timely help.

But then again, this set of equipment couldn't have exploded from his body... Several hellish jokes flashed through Heber's mind, and in the end he just obediently put on the tail and ears.

She snapped her fingers, and turquoise fox fire flashed from her fingertips, flexibly changing into various shapes in the air.

Then the air twisted slightly, Hebe disappeared, and was replaced by a big fox squatting on the ground.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

Heber tried to speak, but all that came out was a soft cry.

She wordlessly canceled the transformation and activated "Concealment" - her fluffy tail gradually disappeared, and from the perspective of others, it turned into a golden belt; and the ears on the top of her head turned into a pair of quite fashionable headphones.

"Instead of calling it concealment, it's better to call it mimicry..." Heber complained.

She then went to the desk, unscrewed the pen, and wrote a few words in Egyptian hieroglyphics on a piece of white paper.

Using Egyptian characters to write Eastern talismans seemed a bit out of place, but a dazzling golden light rose from the paper. A talisman that could be used to ward off evil spirits was now complete.

It seems a bit too casual.

Hebe tried writing the spell in mid-air, which also worked, being faster, but also shorter in duration and weaker in effect.

She soon understood the secret: when the priests of Inari Taisha Shrine wrote talismans, they were essentially borrowing status from higher beings to draw out power.

This process is very cumbersome. Usually eight out of ten talismans will be discarded for various reasons, and the power that can be derived in the end is not much, and the time it can be preserved is also very short.

Normally, the talismans drawn by the priest himself can only be preserved for no more than a month.

"But as the pinnacle of the Eastern Shinto system, writing talismans is like writing a report to myself." Heber stared at his fingertips. "This talisman I wrote casually will last for about a year."

Although the effectiveness of the talisman will be discounted, it is not restricted by format - as long as the vest is put on well, it can even borrow power from the crippled wolf.

"Hey, my writing skills will definitely bring some surprises to Canlang."

When Hebe thought about how he would be able to benefit from the power of the crippled wolf for free in the future, he happily hummed a little tune.

Almost every other reward is also very useful - except for the blessing of the Holy Grail.

"Iced cola is okay, but the flavors are random..." Heber hugged his tail, his face gloomy.

She remembered her previous life and saw "Buffett's favorite" cherry cola in the school canteen.

Being young and naive at the time, she angrily spent a huge sum of five yuan to buy a bottle after running 600 meters.

Even though so much time has passed, Heber still remembers that indescribable sweet feeling.

Of course, this wasn't the only flavor Hebe found unpalatable—she later tried vanilla Coke.

Putting aside the taste, this blessing is still very interesting, and it has the beauty of a card pool lottery... Wait, a card pool lottery?

Heber bit his thumb nail and reached into his trouser pocket with an uncertain look on his face.

Immediately, I felt a chill on the outside of my thigh and a heavy object in my hand.

Heber took it out and looked at it, his eyes widened.

“Even Laoshan Cola?!”

She picked up the can of soda from Zhendan and took a look at it, her face turning ugly again.

This cola is ginger flavored...

Heber looked at it again and again, but in the end he didn't have the courage to open it.

She picked up the Coke and walked out of the Silent Bookstore.

......

Heber walked down the grand spiral staircase from the third floor, passed through the white foyer lined with statues and paintings, turned left from the cloister courtyard, and came to the top of the sea-view cliff, gazing at the whistling sea breeze and tide in the distance.

She still remembered that she was at the end of the Eastern Lostbelt and mustered up the courage to tell Miss Aaron where she was.

Thinking about it now, I feel a little uneasy.

Heber smiled to himself and sat down on the green grass.

In the Lostbelt, she always has to risk her life in exchange for a better future.

Whether it's the general, Arthur, the princess, or Nitocris... they all have something to ask for.

For Heber, dealing with these people made her more adaptable. After all, no matter what they wanted, the worst that could happen was that they would sacrifice their lives.

In this situation, it is difficult for Hebe to enjoy feelings. She looks at her relationship with these people from a perspective that is so clear and almost cruel.

In other words, she had already realized it.

But A-long is different, she asks for nothing.

Not only that, she also wanted to sacrifice everything for Hebe - after learning of Hebe's "death", she rushed to Kyoto City regardless of the consequences.

How clumsy, yet so lovable.

It's like a big dog waiting for its owner to return in the rain.

In this situation, Hebe didn't know what she could give... She was even a little nervous deep down.

——Will Miss A-Long come to see me? Or is this just my wishful thinking?

For a moment, Heber even felt anxious and worried for the first time.

She clenched the can of Coke in her hand, and the cool touch completely eliminated her inner restlessness.

There was a rumbling sound in the distance.

At first Hebe even thought it was thunder, but then she realized it was the roar of helicopter rotors.

Yes, it’s not just Miss Aaron who is coming to Branco Island.

Heber almost forgot that he had hired a librarian before.

Calculating the time, it should be today.

The expression on her face became calm and determined again.

Heber put on his shoes and stood on the flat sea-view cliff with one hand in his pocket.

She held a can of Coke in her hand and stared at the black helicopter gradually descending from the clouds.

The strong wind blew her dark brown coat and blew her long flaxen hair tied in a ponytail back.

The helicopter finally landed slowly and stopped steadily on the Wanghai Cliff.

The roar and strong wind caused by the rotors slowly subsided.

Toyokawa Shoko looked out from the cabin door.

The helicopter door opened.

She shrank back a little, but still took the first step firmly.

When Shoko Toyokawa came to Heber, the latter handed her a can of Coke that was no longer cold.

"Welcome to Brancug."

Thirty Days on Branquage: 138 New Officials Take Office

On the helicopter, Shoko Toyokawa had already had a preliminary understanding of her destination and what she was going to do.

Brancurg, a limestone island that has stood here since ancient times, belongs to the County of Cornwall in Albion, but its status is more like a dominion.

Branco Island cannot be found on the map.

Without a special invitation, even passing through the gray fog at sea would be difficult.

Ancient and primitive customs are still practiced in Brancog today - for example, all apprentices engaged in mining and metal smelting professions on the island must gather to celebrate when spring arrives.

Overriding these customs are the laws decreed by the Lord of Branquage.

For the residents who were unaware of the truth, the "Lord of Brancug" had been the librarian of the Silent Bookstore for a long time. When the librarian was not in office, the Island Resolution Council exercised power.

Of course, both the administrator and the directors of the resolution council knew that they were merely stewards exercising power when the real lord was absent.

Shoko Toyokawa already knew this "common sense".

Most of the administrators before her lived a relatively comfortable and carefree life, but this kind of leisure must have nothing to do with her.

When Shoko Toyokawa took the can of ginger-flavored room-temperature cola, she even shrank her shoulders a little shyly, like a small animal forced into a new cage.

"Thank you."

The girl with beautiful long blue hair bowed and thanked him, pursing her lips, trying to make her manners look perfect.

Hebe did not make any special comments about her etiquette.

Lord Brancug walked over and patted the helicopter.

The helicopter roared happily twice, then turned on its lights again to indicate that it was about to take off.

Heber nodded, then stepped back a few steps and let the helicopter go to the helipad by itself.

The helicopter requires no pilot, but is instead operated by living spirits called "dead spirits" who can move freely through metal and mechanical structures, controlling and animating them.

It is said that the original dead souls were created by Tiansui, so they are born to be lovers of metal and close friends with machines.

The dead souls inside this helicopter are much younger.

A certain generation of administrators created it and ordered it to operate ships and airships to welcome and see off important guests to the Silent Bookstore.

Of course, this helicopter is not a product of Silent Bookstore, but a private plane of the Toyokawa family.

But it seems that this dead soul is unwilling to return it.

There are many spirits like this inside Silent Bookstore, and with Heber's arrival, they are gradually awakening.

While Heber was calming the helicopter, Shoko Toyokawa kept her head bent and waited silently.

She felt her face burning, and an unspeakable bitterness slowly spread from the tip of her tongue. This kind of frustration and pressure was unprecedented. She almost wanted to jump off the Wanghai Cliff and be smashed to pieces. She also had an urge to return to the East Country and hide in the quilt.

But Shoko Toyokawa restrained herself and pinched the inside of her left knuckles with the fingernails of her right hand.

Can't escape, can't retreat, can't waver... she said to herself.

The entire Toyokawa family has to rely on Silent Bookstore to survive, so why would she have any reason to escape?

This unspeakable silence lasted until Heber came back: "Why are you still here?"

The sound was like thunder, almost knocking Toyokawa Shoko to the ground. She opened her eyes wide unconsciously.

'Why am I still here? ' she thought somewhat plaintively.

Toyokawa Shoko was almost suffocated by this silent indifference. She tried her best to bend her body lower, like a bent bow.

"I'm sorry, I, I..."

She opened her mouth and felt like vomiting out the numb bitterness.

"I mean," Heber sighed, "why are you still bowing?"

It didn't take long to calm the helicopter, but it was still a minute or two.

During this period, Shoko Toyokawa has been maintaining this respectful attitude. Isn't she tired?

The words of the Lord of Brancug reached Shoko Toyokawa's ears clearly, causing the latter's breathing to quicken. He could only lower his head in shame and remain silent.

But she quickly forced herself to raise her head, and the moment her eyes met Hebe's, her head fell down as if she had been electrocuted, landing on Hebe's shoulder.

Hebe waved to her.