Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

Just seeing the beginning made his head buzz, and he couldn't help but recite it out loud -

“This is the best of times, it is the worst of times.

“This is an age of wisdom, this is an age of foolishness.

"This is a time of belief, this is a time of doubt,

“This is a season of light, this is a season of darkness

"This is the spring of hope, this is the winter of despair.

“Our future has everything, and our future has nothing.

“We are going straight to heaven, and we are also going straight to hell.

"This paragraph is damn well written! It's way better than Roman from the Ansu National Classical Literature Department! When did New York City ever have another great writer like him?"

As Prince Albert clapped his hands in praise of the newspaper, Eleanor's cold voice rang in his ears.

"Brother, you should keep your voice down. I just woke up."

Eleanor pushed the door open and came in, complaining softly. The girl with platinum hair seemed to have a chill around her. Although she was complaining, there was no emotion in her voice.

Albert smiled embarrassedly and said quickly, "It's my fault, Eleanor. I just read a good article. You know, articles are like wine. Good articles always make people intoxicated and crazy."

"Let me see which great writer wrote this... huh?"

Albert was stunned when he saw the unfamiliar signature.

Even if they were obscure, he shouldn't have never seen them before! There were only a few famous writers in New York, and he remembered most of their names.

But who is this Charles Dickens!?

Could he be a small-time reporter who has never made it?

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Albert couldn't help but curse, "Roman is damn right! The university really needs to expand its enrollment. A writer with such talent hasn't made it yet! Damn it! He should go to the best newspaper in Silver Castle. No, he should publish a masterpiece!"

Eleanor asked blankly, "Should we go pick someone up then?"

"Sister, you misunderstood me. I meant it's a shame such a talent hasn't been discovered, but after writing this article, he's already become famous."

"Oh."

Eleanor nodded to show that she understood.

But I didn't understand what my brother was saying at all, I was in a daze.jpg

Albert said, "By the way, Eleanor, I'll find you a guard. You can go to Anne's party with her. The guard is a good person. You can trust her completely. Don't be too reserved."

"Oh."

"Yes, she also knows Annie. By the way, have you prepared a gift for Annie?"

"Oh."

"Wake up Eleanor, I'm asking about the gift..."

Eleanor came back to her senses and nodded, "I prepared a stuffed animal. Anne gave me a stuffed animal ten years ago."

"......"

Albert held his forehead.

You still know that happened ten years ago...

"Eleanor, you should prepare something, I mean something more mature."

"A grownup?"

"Like rings, bracelets, necklaces..."

Before Albert could finish his words, he saw Eleanor suddenly realize what was going on, turn around and run to her room.

His Royal Highness the Prince was extremely pleased to see that his sister had finally grown up.

I really should go out more often!

But after a while, Eleanor brought her own crown and asked, "Can I give this to you? I never wear it normally. It's so heavy. I don't like it."

Albert: “…”

It's no use even if the Mercury family's daughter likes it! If Count Mercury knew his daughter had accepted a crown, he would probably be so scared that he would go to Silver Castle to apologize overnight.

"Eleanor, Sulph, the escort I found for you, will be here soon. Go ask her for her opinion. Er Mio e^r〩児⑴鏾玲０⑻!er......"

"it is good."

Eleanor remained concise, but there was a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

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The Earl's Mansion in the Grand Harbour area.

Anne stood in front of the mirror with resistance on her face, took off her coat and let Evelin dress her up.

Especially listening to Evelin chattering, which was even more nagging than her own mother, Annie couldn’t help but ask, “Sister Evelin! I think it’s fine to wear yesterday’s dress!”

Evelyn ignored Liu Yinqi (1) and Erba Si and changed into another set and handed it to several maids.

The maids changed Anne's clothes again, and she felt like she had lost all hope in life.

This is already the third outfit she has changed into today. As long as the clothes are wearable and look pretty, isn’t it enough? Why does she have to change clothes more frequently than she writes letters to classmate Tia!

She only writes seven letters a week!

Evelyn said ruthlessly, "Miss, although I understand your feelings, according to the etiquette between nobles, at least for such an important banquet, you should not wear what you wore yesterday. You should not wear something too plain or too bright, nor should you wear furry slippers or too heavy a cloak. Your clothes should at least be embellished with gems instead of gold, silver, or broken crystals..."

Anne crouched down with her head in her hands, whimpering, "I'm not a noble anymore!"

"This is not for you to decide. Please continue changing your clothes."

Two hours later, I finally picked out a dress that I could wear on Sunday. Then I threw the one I was wearing aside and went to customize a new one that was exactly the same.

Anne, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, took advantage of her free time to run to the study to rest.

There were many gift boxes in the study, the first of which was the pigeon blood gem ring sent by Sir Roman.

However, Anne has no shortage of expensive items and does not value them.

On the contrary, she was very much looking forward to Tia's gift.

But she was also a little concerned about Tia's gift, worried that she would spend too much money on it. Although their friendship was pure, their family backgrounds and social classes were quite distinct, making gift-giving a real headache, which was one of the reasons why friends from ordinary backgrounds gradually distanced themselves from her.

But she was probably worrying too much.

At this moment.

In a jewelry store in the Greater Harbor District, the clerk looked at the black-haired girl with an embarrassed expression and repeated:

"You mean, you need an accessory that can be used as both a wristband and an anklet, and that's comfortable enough to be tied around your legs as a leg ring, worn on your head as a headband, used as a chain collar when you're done, and finally used as a hair tie?"

Volume 1: Remarks on the launch

It’s about to be put on the shelves. Here are my thoughts on it.

As I write this, I can best describe it in four words: sitting on pins and needles. I'm completely lost for words, and some of this might not be appropriate for a launch review. But after some thought, I've decided it doesn't matter, so I'll just speak from the heart.

First of all, I would like to thank all the readers who have always supported me.

Thanks to Wu Nao, Shen Bi OB, Shuke 326230, The Saint of the End, Yuna P, Star Dream Trace, Kara Zor-El, Mismis-, The Hooked?, The Blackest Star, Yuki Sakura, zh_CN, Mu Qi, Lacetia, S Xia, Giant Liang Guo, Shuke 551730418382, Give Me the Prison Fragment!, and Swordsman Across the World, Sword Chanter Ansai, Yi Yu, Tsuruta Li, Yu Lu bh, Based on Monocotyledons, Kamen Rider, Aloof Cat, Shuke 4 Cloud, Chansue, I'll Become a Eunuch If I Don't Update for Three Days, Xuan Yi, Wei Wa, ~Tree of Imaginary Numbers~, and 32582 for the rewards.

And thanks to my editors Orange and Sprite.

After thanking you, let me talk about this book.

If you are coming from the previous book, you should know that I originally planned to write a GBC fan fiction, or to be more precise, a fan fiction of the Beijing Girls Band. I started preparing it in November last year, but after nearly four months of preparation, I still abandoned it.

Because I simply can't write it. I'm not good at delicate urban romances, so if I were to write one, I'd only be able to write a classic, passionate story of resistance and rebellion. Furthermore, the constraints of fan fiction writing made it even more difficult for me to adapt. I'm a pure love warrior (although I often write one-on-many, but I really am a pure love warrior). In GBC, the five main characters have two couples, and breaking up the existing couples is a bit difficult for me to do. And the one-on-one emotional drama is beyond my control, because, as mentioned earlier, I'm not good at writing emotional scenes. In the end, I could only write about singles...

And when it comes to single girls bands, they seem to be throwing themselves to death...

So, by chance, on the recommendation of a friend, I tried Tantric Buddhism - and then I made an outline on the spur of the moment, and had the basic framework of this book.

This book stitches together a large number of similar books in its settings, including Anzu, Avina, Silver Castle, Deep Dive, Deep Sea, Nightmare, Ritual, Holy Number, Curse, Path, Shrine, Forbidden Book and Secret Codex... I basically didn't cover it up, and the Maomao Shepherd's Secret Sutra was even more directly stated.

Therefore, this book was published more out of interest for the purpose of trying new themes. There are definitely many problems in the structure, content and rhythm. It was written just for fun, so don't have too many expectations for it, including myself. I don't have any expectations for the results.

How low were my expectations? When I went to my editor, Orange, to sign a contract, he bluntly told me to just give me a D, the lowest grade, but he was still very generous and gave me an A. Red bean paste Arigato Saint Orange-san.

I've already put it to this extent, so offering rewards and adding more chapters are impossible, just like the first two books, damn it!

As for eunuchs and the like, there is no need to worry. The data of this book is acceptable in my opinion, at least better than the previous ones.

I finished writing the previous game story when it hit the shelves with the first 200 orders. I finished writing the Journey to the West story when it hit the shelves with the first 180 orders. So I don't have to worry too much about it being eunuched.

However, the frequency of updates is limited because the recent cultural relics survey has not been completed yet, I have been working overtime, and I have been suffering from illness due to overwork and kidney stones appear every now and then. In order to live two more years, I will occasionally update once a day and three times the next day. I can only guarantee 4 updates every 2 days.

That's probably it.

New chapters will be posted at noon.

If you want to order first, you can skip it. It doesn't matter if you don't order. If you are attached to all things, you will be greedy, troubled and delusional, and suffer physically and mentally.

That's it.

I wish you all good health and eternal life.

Pigeon rice is served.

Volume 1: Chapter 61 Can You Give Me a Collar Too?

The next day was noon, Saturday, and there was still one day until Anne's party.

Tia took two subways from Beigang District to a cafe in Dagangwan District.

Albert didn't even give her the address of the manor. Instead, he smiled and asked two servants to push his socially anxious sister to the Grand Harbor District early in the morning.

If it is just normal communication, Eleanor's dissociation curse will not deepen, unless the other party intentionally wants to enter Eleanor's heart - at this time, the dissociation curse will be like hitting the firewall of the virus, and the intensity will immediately escalate.

Therefore, Eleanor's social phobia is simply social phobia and autism rather than pathological reasons. Albert still hopes that she will speak more.

As for whether there are really some little yellow-haired people who want to "open their hearts"...

Sorry, both guards are from the royal guards, proficient in the two-handed sword whirlwind slash technique and hammer skull-opening technique, and carry large-caliber elephant hunting rifles with them. They can definitely teach the little yellow-haired boy a lesson that he will never forget.

In the cafe, Eleanor read a history book with an expressionless face, and she ignored the people coming and going.

Although he didn't show it on his face, he was actually very panicked inside.

Annie is the soft and sweet type who looks easy to bully. Is the guard lady also such a person?

Or is it the complete opposite, completely different from what his brother said, and he is actually a complete liar pretending to be a good person?

If it's a liar!

Whether for herself, her brother, or Anne, she had to teach this guard a lesson.

There was an illustration on the page of a defeated captive licking the king's boots, representing complete surrender and submission.

Eleanor looked at her wrists, which didn't look very suitable for fighting, and then looked at her feet - the hem of her waist-hugging black lace dress was pulled up, revealing her white and slender calves, and her delicate white feet were wrapped in black stockings and in a pair of boots.

She nodded with satisfaction.

very good!

If this guard is a person with bad intentions, she will humiliate her severely and stuff her feet into her mouth!

Just as Eleanor was battling wits with the air.

Tia had already walked into the cafe and found Eleanor's seat under the silent guidance of two guards.

The two beautiful girls sat together and immediately attracted the attention of passers-by in the coffee shop. Although beauty and looks are not enough to attract people's attention for a long time, it is quite rare that one of them has pure black hair and the other has platinum hair.

Black hair was a symbol of pure-blooded citizens of the old Solomon Empire, while platinum-blond hair was unheard of, as if it had stepped out of a church mural.

Tia sat directly in front of Eleanor under everyone's attention.

"Ms. Herlan? I'm Tia Sulph, and I'm here to accompany you to the party. Would you like a cup of coffee?"

Herlan was Eleanor's pseudonym. Eleanor's fantasy was instantly shattered. She trembled inwardly, and said with a blank expression, "Oh..."