In order to prevent all the seasonal flowers planted from being eaten, Dinah decided to strengthen the management of the stables. Simply put, she drove the goats that were roaming around the manor into the stables where they were supposed to stay until the afternoon.
Put them out again at tea time, and plant roses next to seasonal flowers to prevent goats who want to take a bite of everything they see from getting a taste of the flowers.
At the same time, Salomon also strengthened Milia's education.
Unsurprisingly, the party between the Witch and Wanda has already begun, and he is carrying Milia around the manor. This is just a sex party, it doesn't matter whether he is there or not, he just needs to catch up with Wanda.
Sleeping time is enough - Salomon knew that Milia's behavior came from the strict education of the original Sisters' monastery style. In the Sisters' monastery in the Eternal City, in order to quickly get rid of bad habits for those girls from the outside world and
Dedicated to combat training and cultural learning, Dita's methods can even be described as rough. As an outlier in the monastery, Milia suffered a lot because of her body that grew too quickly.
He told Milia that she should never feed the goats strange things. If she couldn't eat so much breakfast, she could tell him and the witch honestly. No one would blame her for this. The manor was different from the monastery, and no one would
He forced her to eat all the food. He also promised that her aunt would come to visit her in the manor, even though Milia had no idea who her aunt was, let alone the blood relationship between Anna and her. "You are going to take the girl with you.
Where are you going?" Jeanne opened the window and shouted towards the figure walking in the garden covered with thin snow. She was twisting a bottle of tequila, and the thin snow under the moonlight was almost the same color as her hair.
"This is a girls' party, do you remember?" She shook the bottle. Bayonetta and Wanda had already begun to enjoy the strong drinks, and Salomon also saw Wanda pulling the ribbon and saluting. "Milly
Ya also wants to participate!" Joan of Arc said, "She counts too!"
"Don't let her drink! She must go to bed early and get up early!" After Salomon finished speaking, he looked at Milia again. This silly girl was still a little overwhelmed because her behavior was discovered. "I believe they will accept it.
Live with you. Do you believe it?"
Compared to the "warm" scene with heating everywhere in the manor, the situation faced by Lara Croft is much more severe. The difficulties she faces are not just the cold air created to preserve books. Layers
Stacks of wooden bookshelves were built against the wall. There were layers of books packed side by side on the bookshelves. There was a thin layer of dust everywhere. No matter where she went, the sights she saw were exactly the same. Ever since she followed that man, her behavior had been somewhat abnormal.
After the woman turned a few corners in the library and walked into a path filled with books, Lara Croft turned back frequently to try to remember the way she came.
There is no doubt that she failed. She couldn't even throw bread crumbs on the ground or hold a ball of wool because she didn't prepare these things. "Who are you?" She couldn't help but ask, rubbing her cold hands.
"Are you a ghost? Where are you taking me?"
"Me?" The woman tilted her head, "I'm not a ghost."
"Then why are you here?"
"Because I saw you here." The woman said what she thought was a logical statement, "so I came."
Lara Croft nodded in confusion, "So you are a guide?"
"No, no, no, I'm a tourist."
Lara Croft shut her mouth.
Not only because she couldn't get any useful information out of this woman's mouth, but also because every time she opened her mouth, she actually felt the loss of body temperature. Fortunately, she put on a mask immediately after experiencing the low temperature in the library for the first time.
Putting on the cold-weather clothing from her past expeditions in Siberia, she handed over her handwritten letter to the Praetorian Guards, requesting that the Praetorian Guards pass it on to the butler Winston. She never imagined that a giant aircraft would forcefully land on the
Abingdon Manor in Surrey would have put a strain on the poor old creature, but luckily Winston had prepared all the tools she needed for the adventure - a suit of Siberian adventure gear.
After equipping herself with the equipment, Lara Croft thought she had the ability to explore the library. However, it turned out that she was wrong. She even got lost in the library. The library was not as small as it seemed. Its internal space
far exceeds its occupied area in the material universe.
"If you don't mind," the woman in a thin dark blue dress suddenly stopped and stretched out her hand to greet Lara Croft. She pointed to the position next to her, "please stand here."
"Why?" Although she still had doubts, Lara Croft still did as she was told. As soon as she reached that position, a terrifying whistling sound rushed past her, which was worse than the low temperature in the library.
The terrible cold stung her nerves. She turned around in horror, so much so that she subconsciously pulled out her pistol and turned off the pistol safety. But except for the candlestick erected above her head, the passage of the library was still shrouded in deep darkness.
She couldn't see anything in it. "What is that?" She quickly turned around and asked. Unexpectedly, the woman moved her steps again and continued walking towards the depths of the library. "Aren't you going to explain it?"
"These books are very powerful, and many things want to possess them." The woman's tone remained cheerful from beginning to end. "Some... demons are about the size of dust and almost invisible." She stretched out her finger and gestured,
"They want to come to this world and devour the knowledge and magic in books to make themselves stronger."
Lara Croft felt a chill run down her spine.
"So those were all..."
"No, those are just enslaved ghosts. They are responsible for cleaning the library. But they are very angry because they think their work is enough to redeem their sins in life, so they never work hard." The woman shook her head and said, "
Every once in a while, someone will replace a batch of ghosts. I heard that someone plans to use the bodies of sinners and machines to clean the library, because that will make the place cleaner."
Lara Croft sighed, she thought she couldn't ask anything. This woman reminded her of the children's books she had read in the past - British children's books specifically refer to the "Harry Potter" series -
She thought this woman was very similar to a character she liked in the past named Luna Lovegood. Although she used to like that kind of independent character, this orange color really appeared in reality.
And appearing in an important place, Lara Croft thought that she would not like her anyway. She was so angry that she forgot that the people she just passed by were not the cleaning staff but a group of scary ghosts. So when
When the woman asked her if she liked Doctor Who, Lara Croft didn't answer, but asked another question.
"I'm looking for a book," she said, "about illegal religious weapons among the people at the end of the Byzantine Dynasty." However, the woman's eyes seemed to be asking "what is that thing" and "can that thing be eaten?" She just
He turned around and looked twice, then continued his journey. "Where are you going?"
"Looking for the TV?"
"What?"
"Television, that was invented recently." The woman seemed worried that Laura would not be able to understand her thoughts, so she made gestures with her hands as she walked. She tried it several times, and finally drew a box with six fingers, and...
There are two cables extending from the box. "I can use it to watch Doctor Who. I used it to watch TV series hundreds of years ago, but the signal was not very good at that time. After all, at that time
They're just a pile of sand and not very complete."
Lara Croft decided to filter out all the nonsense. "You live here?"
"There is a door leading to my room here, and I only discovered this recently. Once I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and fell when I opened the cupboard, and then I came here." The woman said calmly.
Said, "So I am still looking for that door and find the way to go." Even if he is facing the soldiers contaminated by the sacred source in Kit City, or facing the Quetzalcoatl that blocks the sky and the sun, Lao
La Croft had never felt such despair.
But she is an optimistic person.
"Okay, now it seems I'm not the only one trapped here." She shrugged and swept the flashlight beam towards the bookshelf next to her. Fortunately, she could understand many of the words printed on the spines of the books. It was terrible.
Yes, the books here are not arranged according to language but according to content. Even a knowledgeable archaeologist cannot fully understand these words. "I don't mind reading here." She stopped and looked towards that
The woman asked, "Are you going to keep walking?"
"I have a ball of wool." The crazy woman took out a red ball of wool from her pocket. "At that time, the street vendors in Crete were selling this thing because Theseus was very famous and gave it to their king.
trouble."
"If you don't mind...I have some food here." Lara Croft took a deep breath. She felt that she couldn't be so irresponsible and let an intellectually disabled woman run around here. This was kind.
It is a responsibility that people will never refuse. "I brought a lot of high-calorie food, which is enough for the two of us to survive until someone comes to find us. I think they will find that we are missing...at least I hope so."
"I want chocolate."
"I have chocolate." Lara Croft forced a smile. She really couldn't be angry with this woman, her morality and rationality did not allow her to do so. "I also have a sleeping bag and an alcohol stove.
Provide warmth. But I suggest we avoid setting the bookshelf on fire, what do you think?"
"You're my best friend now, Lara Croft," the woman said. "I'd love to try camping and baking."
"How do you know my name?"
"Because you are here."
"You're right." Lara Croft shrugged. She felt that she no longer wanted to ask this woman any questions. While lighting the alcohol stove, she carefully looked at the woman's appearance. Because she still refused to take off her
With the funny eye patch, Laura could only judge her age from her skin - but Laura didn't see a single wrinkle. Not only was her skin clean and tidy, even her fingernails were neatly trimmed, and she didn't look malnourished or deficient at all.
Looking caring, "Want to try a sleeping bag?"
"Don't move, ugly child! If you move again, I will throw you out of the window!" Joan of Arc twisted the twisting Milia with one hand and shouted out the window. She shook the half-full bottle again
Tequila bottle. "Where are you going? Did you think there was no after-show after the girls' party? Or are you a stingy guy who's angry because it's a girls' party?" Salomon just took Milia out of the garden.
Joan of Arc felt something was wrong when he threw it to her, and now seeing Salomon wearing the hanging ring confirmed her suspicion.
"Or do you want me to ask you to come to the reception? Don't even think about it!"
"I'm going to Kamal Taj Hammurabi. Come to the manor to find me. You don't need to prepare a flying vehicle, but I need you to bring a melt weapon." Salomon patted the snow on his shoulder and stretched out his hand.
He drew two fingers in the air. The curtain of the material universe and illusion slid open on his fingertips, and supernatural power quietly gathered. "There are some things that I need to deal with. As long as you can finish drinking today, then in
I will definitely come back before you overthrow the manor." Salomon changed his seriousness during the previous call and smiled. He also extended his hand to greet Milia, who was being pinched by Joan of Arc, "Prepare a glass of Napoleon brandy for me.
,How about it?"
Lara Croft feels like a pirate who has fallen into a treasure pile.
Due to years of archaeological work, she needed a translation software that could be used in a disconnected environment. When she made this request, the technical sage from Mars immediately took away her mobile phone. When the mobile phone was returned,
She discovered that the casing of her mobile phone had all been replaced with impact-resistant materials. Except for the screen and built-in system, most of the hardware of the phone had been replaced, and the translation software she wanted was in the phone. Use the camera.
Translating word for word a book she picked up at random, Lara Croft discovered that she had never understood the world - the book was actually any archive documenting the history of the Kama Taj in the first half of the 10th century
A dark wizard being pursued - the book records in detail the traces left at the crime scene, from the posture of the body, autopsy reports, cult rituals to surrounding visit records. The Kama Taj Mystic who was in charge of the case at the time found him
All clues are recorded, just in case, so that his successors will not be able to start after he encounters an accident. Compared with the current tactics of using saturation fire strikes and scalpel-style surgical strikes, in the past, every time Kama Taj
Carrying out investigation and arrest missions involves the risk of death. No one knows how many lives this investigation will cost.
Lara Croft glanced at the portrait of the dark wizard hand-drawn with a quill pen in the book, but didn't take it seriously.
"Do you think anyone will find us here?"
"I don't know." The woman replied cheerfully. Lying in the orange sleeping bag, she squirmed around like a caterpillar. "I just know that I can watch TV in the room."