first wizarding world war.

Chapter 22: Jade Secret Scroll

Chapter 22: Jade Secret Scroll
Menirman Su Mei whispered: "It is the Jade Secret Scroll imitated by Master Mani. The real Jade Jade Book is in the Court of Destiny."

Charlotte was still in shock.

Master Mani's Secret Jade Scroll has also been included in university textbooks and is known as the highest creation of human alchemy.

He also noticed that Menirman's expression was very complex, including hatred, regret, sadness, relief, and many other incomprehensible and indescribable emotions.

Charlotte tried her best to suppress the bloody glory boiling inside her body. Under the influence of the Emerald Secret Scroll, it became more and more out of control. She curiously asked: "Can these memories still be read?" When he was in school, I have always been curious about this question, but there is no answer in the textbooks, and the professors do not give any answers. They only say that this is knowledge that he should not be exposed to.

Menirman said: "They will be crushed by the Emerald Secret Scroll and transformed into pure knowledge. The Emerald Secret Scroll will not retain the ordinary memories extracted by it."

Charlotte understood that being recalled by the Emerald Secret Scroll was no different from killing a person.

The process of erasing his memory was uneventful, and Zimmerman Axel Robin soon became stunned.

The thick and simple shadow of the emerald secret scroll slowly disappeared, and countless gray mist floating like nothing also disappeared.

The brilliance of fighting spirit in Menirman's body immediately converged, and the bloody glory in Charlotte's body no longer boiled, and the bloody vortex between her eyebrows was restrained.

The Emerald Secret Scroll, the supreme secret treasure of alchemy, has a too strong influence on extraordinary power.

It’s not easy for Charlotte.

The alchemists wearing black coats and hoods gave Zimmerman Axel Robin a new personality and a forged identity after a few operations.

His new name is Huntington, and he is a captain in Kilmainham Prison. He is loyal to the royal family and has outstanding martial arts skills.

After the alchemists finished their work, they handed over a document. Menirman signed his name and handed it to Charlotte, saying: "According to imperial law, this document must be signed by two people."

Only then did Charlotte know why Menirman had brought her here. He didn't dare to read the contents of the document carefully. He glanced at it hastily and signed his name.

Menirman did not stay any longer and took Charlotte through the mysterious gate and returned to Kilmainham Prison in the Marne District.

This short journey made Charlotte feel very depressed.

Menirman gave him a half-day off and left work early.

Charlotte even rode the carriage of her immediate superior and entered the Val-d'Oise district before being let off.

He returned to the Alexandria District. He first terminated the rental contract with the savings association apartment, paid a sum of money for compensation, and then hired a carriage to transport goods. He asked the valet of the apartment to move all his personal belongings into the carriage and left the place. In the place where I have lived for two full years, I say goodbye to Charlotte Mecklund's past.

When they arrived at No. 58 Elysée Pastoral Avenue, Charlotte discovered that her ex had quite a lot of personal belongings, some of which were books.

He put all the sundries in the big study and moved the books to the small study, preparing to put them separately.

The previous owner had moved away all the valuables. There wasn't a single book in the two study rooms. Books in this world were very expensive. Only the clumsy furniture was left.

The big study is about 60-70 square meters, with bookshelves on all four walls, a huge conference table, and the matching chairs are also kept. The small study should be called a lounge, with a very old desk and matching chairs, two sofas for meetings, and a recliner for naps, which is more suitable for daily rest. Only one and a half walls are customized with bookshelves, which were probably not used to place books, but some sundries. Now there are only some empty boxes and some letters.

He ignored other luggage and tidied up the small study a little, cleared out the debris, put the moved books into the bookshelf of the small study, and also inserted his ex's diary into the bookshelf.

These "predecessor" books would help him learn more about his new identity. He planned to read them more when he had time. As for the diary, he always felt it was inappropriate and never dared to read it again.

Because most of the original owner's clothes had been discarded, except for books, there were only some daily necessities, such as tableware.

Charlotte's cutlery is small in quantity, and it's made of tin, which is much cheaper.

Putting the tableware in the restaurant, Charlotte felt hungry and there was no food at home. He did bring some ingredients, but he didn't want to cook them himself because...

The food made from those ingredients tastes terrible.

Charlotte didn't want to waste the whole afternoon packing things and was going to go out for something to eat. She left No. 58 and turned onto Elysée Pastoral Avenue. She soon passed by a bakery. He didn't think about it for too long and went in to ask. Asked: "What kind of bread is there today?"

Most of the bakeries in the Fars Empire are run independently by Mrs. So-and-so, and everything from baking to selling is done by one person.

Therefore, each bakery has a different style and the taste of the bread sold varies greatly.

The female owner of this bakery is a red-haired young lady, about 27 or 28 years old, petite in stature. She smiled and replied: "Our croissants are famous far and wide. Do you want some?"

Charlotte smiled and said: "Then let's have twenty."

The red-haired female shopkeeper quickly wrapped twenty croissants for him.

Charlotte asked a few more questions, and was delighted to find that this store actually had Toray flower tea, which tasted much better than the imperial black tea. She bought some, and then left the bakery.

Although Elysée Pastoral Avenue was very prosperous and it was a good time for shopping, with people and cars coming and going on the street, Charlotte went back to No. 58 without continuing to wander around.

When he got home, he ate two croissants with water and put the rest in the sideboard of the dining room, preparing to use them as food for the next few days.

In this ancient alien space-time empire, there is no such thing as a refrigerator, and food cannot be stored for a long time.

After hesitating for a while, Charlotte decided to go down to the basement to take a look. He had already visited the three-story building, but had not yet been to the basement. While the weather was fine, he just went for a tour.

Charlotte lit a kerosene lamp. The architects of the Fars Empire would never leave windows in the basement. This was a characteristic of the empire. Even during the day, the basement would be dark.

It would be inconvenient if it was dark.

The stairs in the basement are very long and have three corners. On the wall of each corner, there are lampstands for placing kerosene lamps, which means that the height of the basement may exceed five picometers.

Charlotte has calculated that the picometer of the empire is slightly longer than the metric meter of the earth. One picometer is about 1.15 meters. The basement is as high as this, which is already very wide.

(End of this chapter)

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