Chapter 245
**[The Mark of Sadana]**, **[Letters from the Bishop of Radiance]**, **[The Deadly Blood Roland]**, **[Echoes of the Silver-White Timebinder]**
With the **[Endless Manual of Forgetfulness]** that she had taken out, there were a total of five items.
The page from the Otherworld had already been used up in the previous plan—taken by Geima to the home of Aivina—and that page was already worn and tattered, its effectiveness long gone, so discarding it wouldn’t be a loss.
She still had 163 points of Destiny left, which was quite sufficient.
After taking stock of her belongings, Shaer continued to write in the Endless Manual.
**[In 30 days, it would be best to obtain the “Performer” potion. If that’s not possible, acquiring other high-quality potions and a perfect replication ritual would suffice. If necessary, I can directly exchange Destiny points for gold pounds.]**
If the simulated version of herself used all her Destiny points to exchange for gold pounds at a rate of 1:125, she could get at least twenty thousand gold pounds, which should be more than enough to buy a title.
After scanning through what she had written and finding nothing more to add, Shaer closed the manual, the silver light flickering as the Endless Manual returned to the system's repository.
As long as the simulated version of herself didn’t cause any major trouble, it would be enough for her to see whether Boren City would be safe over the next thirty days.
With the remaining time, Shaer found herself with little to do, so she went out and had the maid fetch a few books on Faluosi language to start studying.
Since she had some free time, she might as well learn a new language; who knows when it might come in handy in the future?
Time flew by as Shaer immersed herself in her studies, so much so that she didn’t even notice Aivina standing behind her.
“(Faluosi) You’re flipping through those books so fast, can you keep up?”
Aivina spoke, her fluent Faluosi surprising Shaer.
“(Faluosi) I’m only reading what interests me.”
Shaer closed the book in her hands and turned to look at Aivina.
Perhaps it was due to having cried so hard earlier and then straining her eyes, but Aivina’s eyelids were slightly red and puffy, giving her the appearance of someone on the verge of tears.
Like a rabbit.
“(Faluosi) So you really can read it.”
Aivina looked at Shaer with a hint of surprise, saying, “I thought you were just randomly picking up a book…”
Many nobles from Ansu took pride in their fluent Faluosi, after all, Faluosi was an old powerhouse, and its language had once been the common tongue of the nobility across the continent.
Even though Faluosi’s power had waned compared to Ansu, Faluosi remained a required subject for Ansu’s nobility, as its cultural influence was still quite strong. Legal terms like “lawyer,” “bailiff,” and “defendant” in Ansu language were directly borrowed from Faluosi.
After mentally piecing together a few phrases and words, Shaer finally understood what Aivina was saying. She simply shook her head and replied, “I’m self-taught, still not very proficient.”
She couldn’t exactly tell Aivina that she had just learned this in the past few hours, could she? That would be a bit too shocking.
“I’m going to sleep now; you should rest early too.”
After Aivina said this, she walked over to the bed, climbed in, and faced Shaer, seemingly reminding her that it was time to sleep.
“Alright, I’ll sleep too.”
Shaer set down her book and naturally walked over to Aivina’s bed, slipped off her slippers, and crawled under the covers.
“Good night.”
Aivina reached out and turned off the gas lamp, plunging the room into darkness, with only the still-glowing wick casting a faint orange light.
In the dimness, Shaer opened the system interface to check the time.
Still an hour until the simulation… what should she do for this hour?
Sleep?
“System, do you have an alarm function?”
Shaer asked the system in her mind.
【Shh, shh, shh, this is crucial, don’t waste time discussing useless things here.】
Just as the system responded, Shaer felt a slightly cool hand reach out from the warmth of the covers, grasping her wrist.
Aivina?
What did she want?
In the darkness, Shaer felt her hand being gently lifted, Aivina cradling it with both of hers, finally placing it on something soft.
Slightly larger than her own.
Is this a form of compensation? So there really is compensation?
Shaer slowly tightened her grip, but Aivina’s hand resisted.
“Don’t move…”
Aivina said in a soft tone, yet her words were firm. Shaer could almost picture Aivina’s red-eyed expression as she said this.
“Okay, I won’t move.”
Shaer nodded, her hand remaining still—though she didn’t let go.
Just as Shaer was trying to figure out how to turn on a light to see Aivina’s expression, Aivina pushed her hand away, turned over, and lay with her back to Shaer.
Huh?
Is that it?
Shaer shifted slightly forward, resting her head on the same pillow as Aivina, pressing against her back. She reached her left hand around her slender waist, resting it on her small abdomen, and whispered, “Good night.”
Earlier, Aivina had hugged her like a pillow while crying, so it shouldn’t be too much to treat her as a pillow to sleep with, right?
Aivina didn’t respond, and in the darkness, Shaer couldn’t gauge her state through her ears. However, with Aivina’s faint fragrance enveloping her, Shaer found herself growing drowsy.
Just hold on a little longer…
Don’t sleep…
Time ticked by, and Shaer’s drowsiness deepened. Finally, just as she was about to fall asleep, midnight arrived.
The simulation for Day 30 had turned into Day 29, and the required cost had dropped from 100 to 10. Without hesitation, Shaer activated the simulation.
“Future.”
“No.0.”
A silver light engulfed everything before Shaer.
**Chapter 145: Boren City, a Change in the Weather.**
Discreet, steady, and peaceful—these were basically the requirements Shaer had for the simulated version of herself in the **[Endless Manual of Forgetfulness]**.
She would rather the simulated version do nothing than make a mistake.
The purpose of the simulation was to allow her to see the future state of Boren City. If she could also digest a potion or complete a replication ritual on that basis, it would be even better.
Thus, holding Aivina, Shaer felt relatively relaxed until the white light swallowed everything before her.
…
As the white light gradually faded, a silver-white, slowly dissipating system panel appeared before her.
**[Future]**
**[Year 741, July 31, 11:59]**
**[Countdown -23:59:59]**
Great, the timing is right; the simulated version of myself hasn’t died prematurely…
When she regained her awareness of her surroundings, the warmth of the covers was gone from her hands, and what she was touching was no longer Aivina’s soft, flat abdomen.
A chilling air made the hairs on Shaer’s arms stand on end, and the sudden contrast left her momentarily disoriented.
She quickly opened her eyes to find herself in a dim space, gray-black bricks covered in moss, with black, congealed blood in the cracks of the ground. The only light came from a few candle sconces on the walls.
In front of her, in the darkness where the candlelight couldn’t reach, several figures hung, struggling desperately, but their mouths seemed to be blocked by something, only able to emit muffled “mmph” sounds.
Due to the distance, Shaer couldn’t see who they were.
Kidnapped?
Shaer quickly looked down and was momentarily stunned.
She wasn’t hanging; she was still fully dressed in her black attire, with no injuries on her hands, and her right hand still held a notebook.
What on earth is going on?
She picked up the notebook and opened the first page, where she saw the things she had recorded in the simulation.
However, at the very top of the first page, a few extra lines had been added.
**[I don’t have time]**
**[Couldn’t get the follow-up potion for the “Judger” in time]**
**[It’s up to you now]**
**[—741.7.31.11:58]**
These were the words left just moments ago?
The simulated version of herself still had unfinished business that she needed to continue?
Knock, knock, knock—
A series of knocks came from behind Shaer, prompting her to turn around quickly.
She saw a slightly damaged wooden door, and through a narrow gap in the door, she could see light streaming in from outside.
Who is it?
“Lady Shaer, I have brought what you requested.”
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