Lumian said:

"It just so happened that this place is not far from your home. I borrowed Xiaolan Book for two days. My book was gnawed by a mouse for a few pages and needed to copy it."

"Okay." Raymond agreed.

Anyway, there is still a long time before the burial.

…………

"Naroka is dead." Lumian hid the little blue book, returned home, and said to Orol.

Orol couldn't help but sigh:

“Sure enough, something happened.

"I don't know if it was caused by that owl..."

"I doubt it, too." Lumian echoed his sister.

Orol said "yes":

"After it gets dark, you must not leave your home.

"You have to find a way to warn those who pursue the legend of the wizard with you."

"Okay." Lumian had just used "Naroka was asked about the legend of the wizard and died within two days" to intimidate Raymond, telling him not to go out after dark recently.

"Naroka is a good person, I'll go change my clothes to attend her funeral." Orol asked as he walked towards the stairs, "Are you going with me, or do you read a book and do a paper before going?"

What test papers are there at this time? Sometimes, Lumian is not very able to understand his sister's ideas.

Considering comparing Xiao Lanshu, he said to Orol:

"I'll do a test paper before going."

"Very good." Orol was quite pleased.

After watching my sister go out, Lumian's expression calmed down.

He went up to the second floor, entered the study, took out the small blue book borrowed by Raymond's house, and compared the one whose words were cut off from his house.

Time passed slowly, and the corresponding words were found one by one and written on white paper.

Lumian carefully pieced together for a while, and then adjusted the volume according to the two sentences.

Soon, the content of the possible help letter was presented to him:

“We need help as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!