Wednesday closed the notebook, smiled confidently, and then snapped his fingers twice.

"Why don't we go out first and take a closer look at the contents of this diary."

The man was none other than the pilgrim Joseph Claystone.

Could it be related to Wednesday’s skills?

Because the skill was triggered, he fainted and fell to the ground like an electric shock.

Ron thought of a legend he saw in the library.

The figure is Norwin who has returned to the academy, and he came to assassinate Wednesday.

The sculpture is of a wise man holding a book in his hand and looking like he is reading seriously.

There was no response on Wednesday. She stood on the sculpture base and looked at the book held in the palm of the wise man's hand.

Although Wednesday had just transferred to another school, he knew that Wednesday only liked black and white, and even her fingernails were painted with black nail polish, so the bed on the other side of the window with the colorful stickers could not be Wednesday.

Noven quietly approached the bed. The person on the bed was breathing evenly, and the quilt moved up and down as if he didn't notice it at all.

The figure took out a pistol from his arms and pointed the muzzle at the person on the bed.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, his expression suddenly changed.
Chapter completed!