I can copy tags infinitely.

After parting ways with Estelle, Li En checked the newly copied label.

Unrequited love

[Effect: When you pay enough attention to a certain object, you can vaguely perceive its approximate location to some extent.]

This is a special ability similar to reconnaissance, but unfortunately it requires a specific target.

However, if the label level is raised, it might also have the effect of not needing a clear target.

"Not bad at all. I went out and got two tags and an unusual item."

Li En weighed the collar in his hand and observed it from the perspective of an investigator.

Soon, some suggestions emerged in his mind like inspirational words.

"hunting……

"flame……

"die……

"A dream..."

After reading through these clues, Li En was able to match the first three clues with the information from the hunting dog.

But what does the clue in this dream mean?

Neither the rumors that circulated before nor the direct information that Lee En obtained after facing the Hound of the Baskervilles could be linked to the clue of a dream.

Could it be that I missed something very important?

Lost in thought, Li En had already returned home.

Zoe and her father still hadn't returned home, and Lena stood alone at the door, waiting for Lee Eun to return.

Once upstairs, Li En placed the necklace and silver candlestick on the bedside table.

After a moment's hesitation, Li En picked up the monkey paw he had initially obtained from Professor Osborn.

He observed from an investigator's perspective and quickly obtained four identical clues.

"Danger……

"Danger……

"Danger……

"Danger……"

The four prompts were exactly the same, almost warning Li En that the monkey's paw was an ominous object.

Suddenly, it twisted in Li En's hand, its five thin, hard fingers looking like black maggots.

"It's definitely not safe to touch; let's just leave it here for now."

Li En rubbed his temples, placed the monkey paw in the bedside table, and then lay down on the bed.

Next, it was time for him to test his results.

……

The next day, Estelle noticed that something seemed off about the atmosphere around her.

On ordinary days, she was like a nobody, and the students and professors around her would not notice her existence.

Only when she was carrying heavy objects by herself would people turn their heads and marvel at how such a petite body could unleash such great strength.

But starting from noon today, the atmosphere around me felt a bit off.

Whenever I walk through the courtyard of the college, many upperclassmen and women will cast their gazes at me and whisper among themselves, seemingly discussing something.

Estelle disliked this feeling very much.

Because when her father was stripped of his earldom, other dignitaries and nobles also talked about her family in the same way.

As if fleeing a disaster, Estelle escaped to Professor Osborne's laboratory.

"Professor..." Estelle's voice was soft and sweet, "Did I do something wrong?"

Professor Osborne, who was completely absorbed in the experiment, looked up, took off his monocle, and took out a fine linen handkerchief with embroidery to wipe the lens.

"I heard you sneaked into Professor Baskerville's lab last night, is that right?"

Estelle was stunned. Only she, Li En, and the doorman should know about this.

Li En and I certainly wouldn't tell anyone about this, which means that the doorman who let them go on the spot leaked the news?

Sneaking into the University of Michigan in the middle of the night, and even sneaking into a professor's laboratory, is no small matter; the student council will punish them!

Seeing Estelle trembling, Professor Osborn explained, "Don't worry, it's nothing. The school has no concrete evidence to prove this and won't do anything to you."

"But I've also heard that you proved the Baskerville hound myth was a hoax?"

"Huh? So the Baskerville Hound story is proven to be a rumor? Me, me?"

Estelle pointed to herself, somewhat surprised, because this was something that Li En had to prove, and had nothing to do with her.

She was merely an observer.

"As a student specializing in the occult, it's good to have a strong thirst for knowledge and a spirit of exploration," Professor Osborn bent down again, focusing his attention on the experimental equipment. "However, there's a bottom line to everything, so don't cross that line too easily."

Estelle nodded, somewhat bewildered.

Before Estelle could even react, she was surrounded by several upperclassmen as she stepped out of the lab.

"Hello, student, are you Estelle Phoenix?"

"I heard you confirmed that the Baskerville hound was just a rumor, and even went so far as to sneak into Professor Baskerville's laboratory. Is that true?"

"You are so brave, Miss Phoenix. Can you tell me the secret to your courage?"

"You're a true hero of the University of Michigan!"

……

The noisy discussions made Estelle a little dizzy. She casually brushed off the upperclassmen and escaped to the University of Michigan's cafeteria.

At this time, eating something can undoubtedly relieve one's tension and panic.

Even in the cafeteria, quite a few people noticed Estelle, but they didn't easily gather around her.

Arriving at the canteen window, Estelle skillfully took out 4 pence and placed it on the window. "Hello, please give me a bowl of potato soup."

The kitchen helper in charge of the cafeteria saw Estelle and said with a smile, "Isn't this the brave young lady who confirmed the school rumors?"

Estelle was surprised that even the kitchen helpers knew about this. "It's a misunderstanding..."

"It's alright, I understand," the kitchen helper said, handing Estelle a meal with extra rice pudding. "This is a personal gift for you, don't be shy."

Estelle covered her mouth in surprise. For a student like her who ordered food at the commoner's window, rice pudding was a rare treat, only seen at the dinner windows of middle-class students.

As for the daily meals of nobles, they usually enjoy more exquisite puddings, which is an area that Estelle cannot currently access.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The other party didn't charge her extra, and Estelle quietly thanked them.

She carried her meal, found a secluded seat, and sat down, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the delicate and translucent rice pudding in her bowl.

Although she really wanted to take it back and let Monroe try it, rice pudding wasn't suitable for long-term storage.

Even though it's not the hot summer now, if you keep it until you get home after school, it will become dry and hard.

"I'm sorry, brother," Estelle said, clasping her hands together and wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth. "It seems I'll have to enjoy this by myself."

I scooped a spoonful of rice pudding into my mouth, and the warm, milky aroma filled my mouth, along with the soft and chewy texture of the cooked rice.

The sweetness isn't overpowering; it's more of a mellow aftertaste left by the combination of milk and sugar, with a subtle aroma of nutmeg or cinnamon.

Estelle covered her cheek, savoring the taste she hadn't had in so long, and smiled happily.

Although she didn't know who had leaked the information, Estelle's resentment had completely dissipated.

There's no emotion that a bowl of rice pudding can't solve.

If so, then two servings!

As she savored the soft, chewy texture in her mouth, Estelle opened her eyes and her gaze met that of Li En, who was sitting not far away with Ruby, Simon, Black, and others.

Seemingly realizing she had lost her composure, or perhaps flattered by meeting Li En's gaze, Estelle quickly lowered her head, poking at the potato soup with a spoon, even spinning it around.

As for Li En...

He didn't pay attention to Estelle's expression; his attention was more focused on the top of Estelle's head.

Three new lines of characters appeared above her head.

[Name: Estelle Phoenix]

[Copyable tag: Warriors]

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