Release that Witch

The scroll held a large stack of information on the third floor of the castle, and in front of the office met a nightingale that was yawning and ready to leave.

"You haven't slept yet?" The latter stopped and picked his eyebrows in surprise.

"Probably older, I can't sleep lately." The book smiled and shook his head. "Hello, is he already asleep?"

"Well, he went back to the bedroom half an hour ago."

"Then you are still in the office?" she murmured. "Isn't it going to steal the snacks?"

"Oh... ah haha," the nightingale first glimpsed, then coughed twice. "Yes, I ate his spicy beef, and stole two chaotic drinks. Don't tell your majesty."

This time it’s the turn of the book.

What happened to her... Actually, it was so simple. As long as the nightingales were not caught on the spot, they never admit it.

But when she thought that she and Wendy often touched her drink, the book would not know what to pick up.

"That, I went to sleep first..." The nightingale opened his eyes and walked toward the second floor. "You don't want to be too late. I listened to Roland. The older the sequelae of sleep deprivation, the bigger the sequela." She is below the stairs. Looking up, "Good night."

"...Good night." The book scrolled inexplicably and turned and walked into the office.

Although the flame of the fireplace has been extinguished, the residual temperature of the heating is still there, and there seems to be some faint lingering in the air. It seems that the nightingale stayed here for a long time.

No longer think about it, the book is skilled to open the bookcase, put the data in the hand into the processing column, and then take the information to be answered.

It is a string of extremely long calculations. From the handwriting, there are both Roland and Anna and Celine. One of her daily tasks is to bring this information to the arithmetic school, let the astrologers calculate the answer, and then check it with the central carrier.

From the textual description, these things should be related to the new experiment. It’s just that she doesn’t understand at all, why is it only on paper that can determine the size of a device that no one has ever seen or even imagined. It seems that the paper is not a number, but a sketch of reality, which in her view is no different from predicting the future.

Every time I saw Anna Juan’s notes, the book couldn’t help but sigh. The girl born in Bianbu Town has already reached an area that they can’t understand at all. It is clear that everyone was sitting in this office from the beginning, and watching the interesting science experiments done by His Majesty, anyone can plug in one or two sentences. And now I can still follow my side, but only Anna.

However, she did not feel any loss in her heart, and some were just full of pride.

Because that is her sister.

The book sits at Roland's desk and flips through the information as usual, with the intention of remembering them all. In this way, she can find out in a timely manner even if there are omissions or omissions in the distribution calculation.

However, this time she noticed something strange.

"I am... is it blind?"

The book squinted and found a few characters faintly fluttering a string of characters, as if it were its answer.

If this is an assessment paper, or a household registration file, it is not surprising. Ever since she mastered the quick search tips, she often saw where the file came from and what it was related to at the first glance.

The problem is that she still saw this information for the first time.

Not only do the meaning books that the arithmetic formulas represent cannot be understood, but even the "answers" that flutter behind are not clear, so it is difficult to understand them.

And not every formula has similar weird symbols, and most of the columns are still blank.

If you stare at the illusory symbols for a long time, you may even feel dizzy.

It seems that the nightingale is right, too much staying up late has an impact. The book sighed slightly, but recently the sleepiness has not been high, just as the brain is always running at high speed.

If you want to let the hospital open a sleeping fern tomorrow, she can't help but think that this thing has little side effect on the witch. It should have no effect if taken once or twice.

After reluctantly remembering all the information, the book suddenly felt a strong sense of dizziness hitting the heart, and even the consciousness was somewhat awkward. When the body involuntarily leaned forward, the pen holder placed on the table was also dropped by her.

It was just that this dizziness came quickly and quickly. In a short period of time, she felt that she had returned to normal. Not to mention any discomfort, the thoughts seemed to be much clearer than before.

After the book squinted and confirmed that he did not get in the way, he smiled and bent down to pick up the pen holder.

At this moment, she was covered in thunder.

Because the appearance of the floor... changed.

Her office is a scene she will never remember. The floor is pine wood from the hidden forest, covered with a layer of wool carpet. Although the appearance is slightly old, the underarm has never been replaced. Now the carpet at the foot is still a wool carpet, but the floor in the distance has changed the material.

From wood to stone.

How can this be?

The book carefully raised his head and a heart continued to sink.

Not only the floor, but the entire office seems to have changed. The loungers that often sit in the nightingale disappeared without a trace. Instead, they were replaced by a row of old iron filing cabinets. At first glance, they looked like archives in the Executive Office. .

But she clearly said it should be in the castle!

Yes, floor to ceiling windows!

It is the most desirable decoration of your majesty, and it is also the characteristic of the office. As long as you look out, you can see the winter city under the night lights.

The book jerked back and pulled the velvet curtains behind it.

Only a gray brick wall was seen in the eyes.

There is no doubt that this is not the office of His Majesty the King.

She stood up in a panic and uneasily, hitting the wall and knocking twice. The wall could not be heard from the calm echo. Obviously it was not an illusion, but a real entity.

The book felt a trace of despair.

Anyone who is suddenly transferred to a completely closed strange land will only have a strong sense of helplessness and vulnerability.

No... She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Completely closed is not accurate, there is an inconspicuous iron gate at the corner of the two rows of file cabinets. It is almost a color with the cabinet, and it is easy to ignore if you don't look carefully.

This seems to be the only exit for the room.

Where will the iron gate lead?

Is it a trap or another wall waiting for her outside?

The book refused to think about these problems and slowly held the doorknob.

"click"

The iron door opened in response.

A golden sun burst into the house, and the silence was broken. Numerous sounds accompanied the cold air, and there was a chattering voice, a whistling whistle, and endless footsteps. In front of her, countless people are rushing to head down, and occasionally some people will sweep her eyes or two, showing some amazing feelings.

After this group of people, a giant high-rise building like a mountain occupies one after another, occupying the entire view of the book.