✓ Operating log of the Tavern of the Dead

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The Prophetic Word is a very wonderful language, and every word of it contains a majestic and abundant imagery, and the wind and the moon are clear, the sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the flowers of spring and the first snow of winter are all vividly displayed on the page.

In that half-note, casual short poem, Susie sees the clear sky and blue sea, the starry wilderness, the gods overlooking the thousands of landscapes of this world, and waiting for the first flower to bloom on the steep and dangerous peak.

He paints the world as he pleases, his tone is both pleasant and regretful, without much embellishment or emotion, but with tender love wrapping every byte, and the magnificent scenery blooming wantonly on the paper.

He finally said: My loveliest saint, who will come from afar after a long time, please do not hesitate, no matter where you go, I will still watch over you and embrace you.

Susie gently folded the piece of paper and put it back in Margaret's hand: "Take it, it's for your god to you, and he says he likes you."

The girl, who looked a little distressed by her crown, grasped the thin piece of letterhead, her eyes widened, and after a while, she pressed the letter gently and solemnly against her breast.

"Me too." The Holy Maiden of Light lowered her eyes, and her whole body seemed to be glowing, "I like the Bright God Crown the most."

Susie: "..."

Susie: I don't think it matters even if I can't take that tiara.

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On the third day of leaving the ruins of the Clock Theatre and returning to town, Margaret came to say goodbye to Susie.

She still wore the crown of saints, and her long hair was no longer meticulously coiled as it had been in the past, but was combed back, tied with a ribbon, and draped over her shoulders. Her whole body was shrouded in a thick □□ breath, and she couldn't wait to announce to the world: "It's the Holy Maiden of Light"!

This temperament was so unique in the Eternal Night Canyon that even the two Silent Tower Magicians who had worked together happily before silently avoided eight hundred meters after taking a look from afar.

Susie was dumbfounded: "... Is it so pompous.

"That's a—" Raphael nodded, paused, and used a more positive description, "quite a love-hate deity."

And the brain may not work very well. The Death Knight calmly added in his mind.

Susie: "That's too clear!

Margaret brought the remaining ten herbs and the honorarium as agreed, and after thanking her once more, she took off her emblem and handed it to Susie.

"It was a very enjoyable trip and I saw a lot of different things than I imagined." She said in a brisk tone, "If you have the chance, you are welcome to visit my country one day - the Duchy of Daylight has the most beautiful sunrise in the world."

"However, the laws of the Duchy of Daylight prohibit necromancy and dark magic," Margaret frowned slightly, revealing a somewhat distressed expression, "Although I know that Mr. Knight is not evil, however, others do not. So, if you're going to come with Mr. Knight, well... Although it's a bit troublesome, it's actually not impossible, anyway, please tell me in advance so that you can prepare in advance..."

The priest girl couldn't stop her mouth as soon as she opened her mouth, and talked about a bunch of customs and scenic spots about the Duchy of Daylight, interspersed with the maintenance methods of herbs for day trips by the way.

Susie silently poured a cup of Nescafe, added a double milk cap, and pushed it in front of her: "Please."

Margaret was quiet, she took a sip from her coffee cup, gently licked the milk stains from her lips, and involuntarily narrowed her eyes.