The warden who guards the witches

After reading this diary, Aiden felt a chill down his spine.

Why does the content of this diary feel like... starting to develop in the direction of a horror story?

Melindahl, the goddess of love, the ruler who once held the power of "desire", was not completely killed by the god of death, but left a trace of her soul attached to the nameless witch, and then began to erode the other's consciousness, preparing to occupy the other's body...

Is this... possession? Is this also the power of "desire"?

With full of doubts, Aiden immediately turned his eyes to the next page on the right:

"I didn't sleep all night. I couldn't sleep and didn't dare to sleep.

I always feel that once I fall asleep, Melindahl's consciousness will occupy my body.

I don't know what she wants to do...

I must protect Alice.

After thinking about it, it seems that only by making myself a ruler can I resist this erosion.

The only choices are the authority of "life" and the authority of "reproduction".

But this may be difficult. Although it has been intermittent, I have been looking for a way to become a ruler in the past few years, but I only found an insignificant motto of "order".

Without the guidance of the god of death and Melindahl behind me, it would be difficult to find clues to become a ruler.

But now I have only this way to go."

"What did you write?" Abigail's urging voice pulled him back from his thoughts.

Aiden hesitated for a long time and told the truth.

After listening to his narration, Abigail fell into silence. She didn't speak, nor did she continue to turn the pages for Aiden immediately.

This strange silence lasted for quite a long time, and finally Aiden spoke first: "To be honest, I don't know much about the authority of 'desire'. Is this the power of the authority of 'desire'?"

The power of "wisdom" can seize other people's bodies. Melifilia can do it easily, and the spell that Precia has worked hard to study can also approach this effect.

"I don't have much research, but as far as I know, each of the three authorities under the 'spiritual throne' seems to be able to forcibly interfere with the minds of mortals, but the conditions and details are slightly different." Abigail replied, "Moreover, the upper limit of the divinity of the ruler is far higher than that of mortals, so it is not surprising even if he masters powers beyond his own authority."

In other words, the power of the authority of "desire" may also be able to create the effect of seizing other people's bodies in the same way as the power of "wisdom". Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Melindahl can also use the power of "wisdom".

Aiden nodded and gestured to Abigail to keep turning the pages. After reading this, he was eager to know the ending of the senior time traveler. I think Abigail is also concerned about this.

Abigail nodded and waved her fingers, and the diary automatically turned another page.

"May 28.

I have to go on a long journey.

I interpreted the location of the ruins of the Lulin tribe from ancient books a long time ago, but I have been hesitant to go.

There may be clues related to the fallen king of the wilderness, and there may be a chance to find the only authority of "life".

Alice can already look after the house by herself, and I am not worried about her.

Rather, it may be more dangerous for her to stay with me now.

I can clearly feel that there is another personality coexisting in my body.

As long as I fall asleep, she will occupy this body.

Every night before going to bed, it is only a stopgap measure to forcibly deprive this body of its ability to move with the power of life.

I can I feel that Melindaer's erosion is still deepening, and spiritual magic is completely useless.

In the final analysis, it is nonsense to use the power of mortals to fight against the power of God.

It is said that no explorer who went to that area came back alive, but I should not die there.

Compared to death, it is more frustrating to get nothing.

There is little hope, but I can only try hard.

Speaking of which, Children's Day is in a few days.

It's a rare trip, so I'll bring a gift to Alice when I come back. "

Aiden then moved his eyes to the right, and found that several pages of paper were torn off, so he could only see the content at the back.

"August 7.

It's too late. I feel that the time for my brain to be fully clear is getting shorter and shorter.

I can feel that Melindahl's will has begun to affect me. I can't tell anyone, and I can't use the language of this world to record things related to Melindahl.

Fortunately, I can at least write Chinese.

I think Melindahl probably can't understand this text, but if she completely devours my consciousness, she will probably inherit my knowledge and memory.

This kind of thing must be avoided.

I haven't found the last motto, nor the only authority.

No, even if I find it, I may not have the opportunity to complete the promotion ceremony.

Thinking of this, I calmed down for some reason.

I have been mentally prepared for it.

It seems that there is only one way.

Let's leave here tomorrow without further ado.

It doesn't matter, anyway, it's just a life given away for free..."

There is only one way-Aiden stared at this line of words for a long time.

The nameless witch, his predecessor who traveled through time, is she preparing to... die?

After a long while, he raised his head and translated the content to Abigail, omitting the part related to the time traveler at the beginning and the end.

After listening to this, Abigail said nothing and turned the page with a wave of her finger.

Then Aiden suddenly found that the following page was the last page of the diary:

"August 8.

When I woke up in the morning, I felt more awake than any other day. I don't know if it was because I had made up my mind or because Melindahl's consciousness began to sympathize with me and gave me a day of forgiveness.

Finally, I stayed with Alice for another day. Although it was just a whim, I still did it to the end.

I taught her the Divine Word, and the little girl thought she had just learned a powerful magic. Now the whole house is full of flowers grown by her Divine Word.

I was in her dinner After adding a hypnotic potion, she has completely fallen asleep.

I regret not teaching her Chinese. I'm afraid she won't be able to read this diary. I can only write her an extra note. She will become an excellent witch.

Well, there's not much to say. I just hope she won't be stupid enough to look for me everywhere.

Take care, my daughter.

This diary, probably no one in this world can read it, unless some unlucky person is summoned to this world by some ruler.

If so, I hope you can remember it.

Never, ever, ever believe in the gods of this world. "