The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Looking around, there is an endless ocean of books. ◊┠═.〔[. c(o{m{

Rows of various bookshelves are placed between the spiral endless towers, golems and puppets patrolling back and forth, everything is in order, this is the largest library I have ever seen.

But the books and classics here are obviously different. The big bookshelves are too big for giants, with the tops of the bookshelves reaching into the sky, while the small bookshelves can't even be used by ratmen, only the size of a nail shell.

Every book is vaguely surrounded by magic aura, these are not ordinary books, but magic books.

"...This is my world, the Pavilion of Mysteries."

In the middle of all the bookshelves, Heloise sat on the floating disk and introduced her world to me with a serious face, but I just tried my best to hold back a smile.

reason? The baby’s red cheeks still have small dimples, the neatly arranged short gold is wearing a gold little princess crown, high-heeled red children’s shoes, white lace children’s skirt, and strawberry bunny pants that accidentally disappeared Pants... very good, no response at all, I really am not a lolicon.

The Heloise in front of me is even more extreme than the girl form, no matter how you look at it, she is no more than a seven or eight-year-old girl, and this is her truth.

The mind-like world is a strong person who puts the "truth" in his heart into the real world to rewrite the reality. Everyone's perception of self-truth cannot be distorted, just like I died at the age of fourteen in "Diffinde" The appearance of Heloise at this time was probably also the moment of her death.

She is trying to maintain her majesty, but the majesty of a young girl and her bulging cheeks are not only non-threatening, but also very cute... Ahem, the dead cat is grinding its teeth again, let's get down to business. ╞╪╪╪╪..

"...Here are not only the magic books and magic books I have collected for many years, but also all the magic materials of the elf empire era. In the last moment, what I thought was not hatred. It was to pass on our culture and magic... ..."

I am a little more serious. If the deceased talks about their own death date and last wishes, they should still maintain proper respect.

If this is the magical knowledge accumulated over thousands of years and the legacy of the elf empire, then. Heloise's erudition seems to make sense, but I thought about it for a while, then shook my head.

"...It should be more than that, this is not in line with the basic rules of magic."

The heart is like the world. It is also a part of the elemental power system. It is the deepest desire and obsession of the holder. I have never doubted that Heloise has a world of mind,

Because her obsession and accumulation are the strongest among the undead monarchs I have ever seen, and her desire for power is also the catalyst for the world of mind.

In the past, I had never heard of the news of her mind image world. It turned out that it was because she killed all the insiders, but now it seems that it is probably because this is a rare purely auxiliary mind image world, so it will not be attacked by its enemies. see.

But I still don't feel right. Because the mind image world is also a part of the power of elements, and the basic nature and laws of the elements must be obeyed. The mind image world of the strong fire element is a sea of ​​fire and lava for them to exert their power, which is also filled with the power of fire elements, while the undead system My heart is like a world, and it often reverses life and death, either letting the living die, or bringing the dead back to life. Both me and that Xiluo consul big bug are the latter.

Heloise's heart is like a world, too peaceful and comfortable. It's not her style at all, and it doesn't conform to the extreme and evil nature of the undead mind image world. I can understand if this knowledge is kept by polymaths and hermits, but Heloise obviously doesn't have this style of painting. ◊┡╪w{ww.. Her mind resembles the world, considering her personal view that revenge and power are everything, it should directly give her strength to enhance her combat power.

"...Let's open it."

I didn't hide my doubts, but after Heloise hesitated for a moment, she pointed casually, and a thick blue magic book landed in my hand.

And just touched on. My face changed. Numerous dissection experiences told me that it was made of human skin. Only the most evil devils and evil gods would use human skin scrolls and human skin magic books.

But the more I felt strange, the blue magic aura should be a wind magic book, but my hesitation turned into nothingness the moment I opened the book.

"...I am Joey Strand, a legendary-level wind magician. My best research field is the materialization of wind elements. Based on this, I have developed wind blood acupuncture, double tornadoes, and flashing wind wheels. Three kinds of special magic, I have experienced three hundred and seventy-two battles..."

The moment I opened the book, I felt pulled into the book. The magic-related experience and combat experience named Joey Strand was re-presented in front of me. Every detail and experience was as if I had personally experienced it. ,Learning, experimenting, and fighting are like experiencing it personally, except that there is no memory of life and daily life, this is the entire life of that mage.

"...'The Hall of Mysteries——The Cellar of the Book of Souls', every book of the soul used to be an outstanding mage, and one-third of my personal disciples are here, and this is also omniscient the source of the…”

Heloise deliberately kept her words plain, but her trembling child's voice and the touch of her soul let me know that her heart was not at peace.

What is she afraid of? Fear of your greatest secret being known? Then why did she bring me here, as long as she never reveals her secrets, won't no one know about her weaknesses?

What is she afraid of? Fear of being disgusted by me? Isn't she used to being hated and hated?

What is she afraid of? Fear that I won't be able to recognize her past? Then why didn't she hide her past....

"Maybe, to her, I'm a bit special..."

Everything is lingering in my mind, but I am a little powerless. My thoughts are probably getting more and more distracted at this time. I am thinking, "I really sow the seeds and reap the harvest. If I didn't sneak out back then, maybe I also entered here. Treasured", Heloise stood silently in front of me, as if waiting for the final verdict.

【...Aren't you going to say something? As the male lead, at least give some comfort, such as beautiful words like I don't mind your past. 】

"Heh, I didn't mind at first, and I said something nice. There are thousands of mage remains here? In any of my ice ages, the death toll is more than ten times this."

Yes, the soul link can't lie, I don't care at all, Heloise is not a good person, I knew it from the beginning, I am not a good person, I am a bastard who should have gone to Hades long ago, but I I don't think we did anything wrong. Could it be that fate has arranged for us such a desperate plot, that we should obediently cry like a victim, and then meet our own doom in desperation.

"...As long as we can reverse the fate of despair, what means can be used, as long as we can gain power, what means can't be used? Are we wrong? Should we obediently die in our infancy? Could it be that we are burdened with Shouldn't we who hate our family and country pursue strength and embark on the road of revenge?

So, if we were right, were the innocent victims wrong? This is even more impossible, right? "

So if the parties involved are right, did the god of fate who arranged the bad luck make a mistake (the god of fate was shot)? Was it the God of Order and Chaos who created life wrong (the system was shot)? No one can give an answer. If one must find an answer, probably the only thing to say is that the world is wrong.

"Everyone is right. Everyone just wants to work hard to survive. Therefore, I am eager to create a world that is not so difficult and where most people can easily live without fighting."

Therefore, there is the law and the Hades that judges all sins. For a slightly better world, all sinners will eventually be judged.

Looking at Heloise, I smiled, I don’t need words, my meaning is already very clear, when everything is over, the day I go to hell, I will definitely leave a room for the dead cat... Considering now In this case, it seems meaningless to think so far.

I admit my crime, but before I serve my sentence, it seems that I can do something, at least make us such tragic protagonists, a little less.

But the dead cat smiled, his smile was like a flower like a dream, and his eyes were full of tears, as if he was very satisfied with the sentence of "life imprisonment".

"Hey, hey, don't come here, tears are so dirty... Don't think that I won't clean up you in the form of a little hairy child, don't wipe your nose on my clothes! Hey, hey, drool!"

When everything returned to calm from the chaos, there were piles of blue magic books in front of me. This was the purpose of Heloise bringing me in.

"According to your talent in magic, it will take at least three hundred years for you to accumulate theories to the point of being a demigod. The jihad may be over. So, just use the conventional method." (To be continued. )

ps: Well, I've been unlucky recently. I didn't say anything about it. After writing for three thousand, the power went out again. I lost the manuscript and started writing from scratch...

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