Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

At half past nine in the morning, Anne and Eleanor accompanied Tia to Charles Street in the Regent District.

Anne was going to visit an elder, while Eleanor was taking a carriage to the National Academy of Ansu to pick up her unfinished painting.

As for Tia, she came to the door of No. 12 on the third floor of Apartment 44 and knocked on the door.

The owner of this house is Professor Bernard from the School of History.

Unlike Professor Horner, who could live in a large mansion, it was well known that history students were all poor, and Professor Bernard was no exception.

This professor, who is well-known in the fields of Iris and Southern Continent religious archaeology, is in his thirties and recently married. Tia had attended his open class before, where the professor unscrupulously flaunted his sweet love affair in class.

It must be said that his wife was indeed a very intellectual woman, rumored to be the daughter of the president of a certain Chamber of Commerce in Iris. Her willingness to marry Professor Bernard was, in a sense, a step down.

Indeed, the house was only 90 square meters, which seemed a bit cramped for a wealthy lady. But Mrs. Bernard was very happy and welcomed Tia in.

Bernard was still a little confused about Tia's arrival, but he had previously learned about the girl from his colleague Professor Horner, so he made a pot of black tea to entertain her.

Tia briefly explained the situation. Professor Bernard looked at the paper she handed over, scanned it carefully, and asked doubtfully, "According to what you said, you said this is the writing of the southern continent. It is indeed somewhat similar. However, I don't see anything in my research that can specifically match this writing."

"To be honest... your symbols are more like... Wait a minute, let me look for them."

At this time, Bernard's wife had prepared black tea for Tia and handed it to her with a smile.

Bernard waved and said, "This is my wife Lina."

Tia said obediently: "Hello, Sister Lina."

This was a nice thing to say, and Mrs. Lina smiled even more beautifully, and took over the biscuits and some cut jelly made of chestnut fruit.

Tia drank a cup of tea with a piece of jelly - it was a bit like Japanese yokan.

After taking a bite, Tia's eyes suddenly lit up and she praised: "Delicious! Sister Lina, did you make this yourself?"

Lina said happily, "Yes, it's made with apple puree, chestnut puree, and agar. It tastes great, right? Bernard saw this and said it was a waste of puree, so I said it would definitely taste good!"

Bernardo glanced at the girl and was surprised to find that she was indeed very sweet. Helplessly, he raised his hands in surrender and apologized.

I was just wondering whether or not to show Tia those precious materials. Now I have to take them out.

At this moment, he stood up and opened several large books from the bookshelf, and took out several notebooks from the drawer. He flipped through them and found a dozen photos from the inside pages.

Handing it to Tia, he said, "Look at the writing here. It's somewhat similar to some of the writing in the northwest of the southern continent. But it's just a similarity. This should be the writing of some other tribe?"

Tia asked doubtfully, "If it's written language, there would definitely be some mutual borrowing, right? But according to you, are you saying that every tribe in the southern continent has its own writing system?"

"Although it's a little unbelievable, it's true."

Tia didn't expect Bernard to actually nod. He said, "The more than sixty clans and tribes I've studied each have their own writing system. There may be some similarities within a small area, but fundamentally, their writing systems are independent and have their own traditions. And because the clans of the southern continent are quite closed, their writing systems are likely to have remained unchanged for thousands of years."

"It's hard to say, though. There might be some new materials deep in the interior of the Southern Continent. But it's too dangerous. My health hasn't been good in recent years, so I haven't been there. The last person to go deep into the Southern Continent was Priest Hughes of Iris, but his materials were later burned by the Imperials."

"Your new material is very interesting. But the sample size is too small, so I can't see much."

Tia said: "I can provide more samples, can you ensure that you can decipher it? "

Bernard was very interested. "Do you have any more samples?"

"A lot, at least as many samples as a book." Tia smiled, "But these are not free."

"You have to help me decipher it."

"It's not a big deal. But it's estimated to take a long time. This is a systematic job. I might have to hire three or four assistant coaches to squeeze more people in."

Tia is still very concerned about the secret book.

The forbidden book and secret codex might be related to the water level in the Hanging Temple. She directly offered a price: "I can pay for it."

"That's not necessary. If you can get that many samples, I can apply for a grant from the Royal Society."

"no!"

Tia flatly refused.

Applying for a grant from the Royal Society—she's screwed!

I almost wrote down on the application form that I had peeked at the church's secret book!

Tia said, "I'll pay for it. But these samples... well, they're very secretive. The owner of the collection doesn't want them to be circulated."

"Okay. Then we'll do as you ask." Bernard shrugged, not intending to disobey his sponsor. He then said to Tia, "By the way, didn't Old Horner tell you I was going to the Southern Continent for a scientific expedition? That plan is going to fall through."

Is this matter over?

She also plans to take advantage of this scientific expedition to travel to places like the Broken Isles and the Seven Seas for free!

Tia worried about the young professor and asked, "But I remember this expedition was only going to the southern coast. Has your health reached this point?"

She was worried that Professor Bernard would die before the secret code was deciphered.

That's the end!

All the investment has gone to waste!

"Ah! That's not the case. It's mainly because Lina and I just got married and we're planning to go to the Seven Seas for our honeymoon. It's not convenient to take you with us."

Tia: ...

We had so much to talk about.

Tia didn't want to be a third wheel between the newlyweds, so she quickly said goodbye.

Mrs. Lina wanted to come out and see Tia off. Seeing that Tia and her husband seemed to have reached some deal, she took out a whole box of prepared chestnut fruit jelly from the kitchen and asked Tia to take it back to eat.

That's good.

Tia has always been shameless when it comes to gifts and never refuses any of them.

After saying goodbye to the couple, Tia just went downstairs when she heard the caw of a crow. She looked up and saw a feather fall.

The spirit crow that was sent to Iris some time ago has returned.

This was a reminder for her to find a safe place quickly and tell her something important.

But what could be happening that made it so urgent?

Seeing this, Tia took a bus directly to leave the city of Great Silver Castle. When she got off the station, she saw shadows moving in the darkness.

The two crows opened their beaks wide and cawed twice.

Tia bought two bottles of wine from a street shop, pulled out the corks and stuffed them into the crow's mouth, then asked, "Where's the Shrike?"

"Quack! Quack!"

The two crows were having a great time, but they could only squawk aimlessly, which was useless.

"I'm fucking here!"

The silver-white Raven King flew down to Tia's shoulder at some point and said in shock, "Human! Do you know what we saw in the iris?"

Tia raised an eyebrow: "Detailed."

"It's so weird! It's so weird!"

"Those alchemists are actually trying to use Solomon's 72 Secrets to create artificial gods! And it seems they're almost there! Weren't all the secrets of Solomon's 72 Demon Gods burned by Rosalind, the nymph of the lake? Even nightmares have been encrypted. Where did they get this stuff?"

The Shrike looked down at the paper in Tia's hand and saw the symbols at a glance. He was so scared that he flapped his wings and flew backwards.

"Fuck! Tia Solf! Where the hell did you get the Secret Book of Solomon?!"

Volume 1: Chapter 146: The Secret Book Thief Raven Shrike

"The Secret Codex of Solomon? Do you recognize this?"

"That's damn familiar! God knows what those prophets were thinking back then. They left this thing behind and it messed up the deep sea! A complete mess! No, don't you know?"

The Raven Shrike looked at him in shock: What the hell is this?!

Are you still a serious spiritual creature? - Shrike still firmly believes that Tia is the physical vessel or agent of some evil spiritual creature.

So you must know this!

That was a major event at the end of the 1,800-year Forging Hammer Era that shocked the entire reality and the deep sea, especially the deep sea. It spread like crazy!

It was the third era, the end of the Hammer Age. Solomon, the prince of a small country on the plains and the future Pale Emperor of the Solomon Empire, traveled south to conquer the Holy See's holy city of Herodias, seizing treasures held by the Church for millennia. Among these treasures was a transcendental artifact left behind by the prophets of the earliest era—the Tablet of Destiny.

No one knew what Solomon had gained from the Tablet of Destiny, but he quickly mastered all sorts of unheard-of rituals and secrets—even unheard-of at the time.

These rituals and secrets allowed Solomon to grow rapidly. He inexplicably had a large number of powerful superhumans and controlled spiritual creatures under his command. He repelled the attacks of the Arab Empire to the east and conquered the princes of the mountainous countries that represented the highest superhuman skills at that time to the west.

The deep sea was also in chaos. Shrike witnessed with his own eyes the endless fighting among various spiritual creatures in the shallow water area of ​​30,000 meters. He was so scared that he had to sink the Laurel Forest to 100,000 meters before it was a little safer.

In just over forty years, King Solomon established a vast empire that included the present-day Anzu, Iris, and Empire, and then:

Then it exploded.

Literally exploded. An unprecedented explosion rocked the imperial capital of Solomon City. Records from the time recorded: "From over a hundred kilometers away, I could still see the eerie, cold, pale light, like a falling moon, falling upon Solomon City. Soon, my wife complained of a chilling coldness in her bones. When I went outside to seek help, I found the hospital and police station closed, and people lying on the ground, their lives or deaths unknown."

"And then? And then?" Tia treated it as a novel and didn't care about the horror, thriller or weirdness at all.

Shrike said in horror, "And then? Then it's said that the Pale Emperor's eldest son went to the ruins of the ancient kingdom and awakened Rosalinde, the last saint of the church, who lived a thousand years ago... Pah, three thousand years ago by today's calculations."

"Rosalinde of Briarwood?"

Tia raised her eyebrows. How could this be put together?

"No, you know Rosalinde doesn't know about Solomon the Pale?"

"Maybe I was sleeping then."

Tia said happily, "I'm actually a bit of a nerd. I like to stay in R'lyeh when I have nothing to do. I don't really like going out. I might occasionally visit places like Dreamland, Hell, Purgatory, Outer Space, and the Warp."

"What is this?" Shrike didn't understand, but he was in awe when he heard the names of these places.

This is really awesome! He has never heard of these nightmares. What level is this?

"Go on, what happened to Rosalinde?"

"Saint Rosalinde later stormed into Solomon City, declared the destruction of the Pale Emperor's Tablet of Destiny, and burned the seventy-two mystical books he had written that originated from the Tablet of Destiny. That is... the book you hold in your hand."

The Shrike retreated cautiously, staring at Tia with its big eyes and cackled twice.

Tia asked, "Can you understand?"

"Huh? You humans can't even understand what you wrote, and you expect a crow like me to understand?"

"waste."

"Gah?!"

Shrike was shocked. How could this be such a pure scumbag girl!

At least I answered your question. Why do you smile one moment and then start kicking people the next?

Tia was always so ruthless. When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. She picked up the shrike and said, "I was going to give you two bottles of the palace's fine wine, but now go wherever it's cool."

The Shrike flapped its wings and said quickly, "No, no!"

"I don't know him, but maybe someone does."

"Who?"

"That's hard to find. You have to go to the Tianfang Empire. The prophets in the Palace of Wisdom probably know a lot. They're all bald and very smart!"

"waste."

It was too far. It would take Tia over ten days just to travel by boat to the Tianfang Empire—and the Tianfang Empire was very conservative. While Ansu had its own rules and its own surveillance, it was still generally considered progressive.

It is different in the Islamic world. Ever since the prophets made several big mistakes, history has been reversing at an increasingly faster pace.

Feudalism was considered civilized and enlightened, and the crown prince of the Muslim Empire even openly supported the restoration of slavery... She estimated that she wouldn't even be able to sit at the table to eat if she went there.

If Iris revolutionized too much, then Tianfang was more or less lacking in revolution.

Shrike was anxious, jumping after Tia and nagging:

"Quack! Sulph! Hey, my loyal wine supplier, don't go! There are also people in the Empire, and they also have a church. There is still a lineage of Saint Yale's successors, and they have extraordinary rituals that can understand all unknown languages. You can kidnap them!"

Tia paused, then continued walking.

Empire! She used to spend more than a few days going back and forth.

The Shrike was so anxious that he flew around Tia. There was no glimmer of wisdom in his eyes, only a desire for top-quality wine.

But halfway through, Tia stopped again.