Booth County is located in the southeast of the Mhadrrith Empire, bordering the sea, and was originally a very rich and beautiful place. Twelve years ago, a strange storm hit Booth County, causing severe damage to the area, followed by a long period of freezing rain and high winds over Booth County, with dark clouds covering the sky, and Booth County has not seen the sun for years. The sea was so rough that it swallowed up fishing boats, leaving all the ports in Booth County abandoned and ships unable to go to sea. In addition to the disastrous weather, the whole Booth County is also a place where bizarre things keep happening, and the government, the Church of the Sea God and the Wisdom Awareness Group stationed in the area can only move a large number of fishermen inwards. But the problem was not solved, and the disaster continued to spread inland. The lake... Is it Lake Kanshin? Esme Crane guesses. Captain Paulina had been busy with the follow-up of the mine for the past two days,
"What to make of the fourth point, seeking outside to seeking yourself." Anna reminded her in a low voice. Esme Crane didn't think she'd find him as the first lecturer in the library, but it was fate. Esme Crane felt that she needed to get in touch with the professor to build a good relationship with him, so that she could do better in her exams. It's not... I just came here to listen to the class, how come it's almost over? Esme Crane is speechless. "So how exactly did the Holy Church originate? This account varies, and according to the most accepted account in current historiography, it originated at the end of the Age of the Landbase, the period of the Twilight of the Gods. There was a group of refugees near the holy city of Yale, seeking the coming of a savior in the midst of brutal oppression, and this is where the holy religion originated. In the ensuing Age of Creation, the Holy Church grew considerably, and the Savior developed into the one supreme God. Since the origin of t
"I know a restaurant that specializes in Aetolian cuisine that tastes good. Thomas, go to Randall's on Herries Street." "Hunter's retractable fanny pack, do you want it?" Esme Crane was somewhat surprised at Anna's speed of reaction and how skillfully she used the black umbrella. Anna shook her hand in farewell to the dog's owner and continued on her way, Esme Crane tending to follow in step. Seeing Esme Crane's surprised look, Anna said with a slight look of pride. After checking out, Anna grabbed her umbrella and clutch bag and strolled alongside Esme Crane down the clean, crisp sidewalks of Midtown. Thomas followed them slowly in his horse-drawn carriage. Esme Crane had thought that Anna, as a noble lady, had no other means of attack than the Book of Words, but she had practiced the Barton Umbrella, and was relieved that she had some means of self-preservation. She found Anna to be a very adventurous person, and Esme Crane could not be by her side at all times to protect her, so
The twist in her life came without warning the summer she turned 18 when she became the owner of the Book of Words and learned the family secret from her father. Then indignantly she enrolled in the medical school of the University of Missouri and has been on a grueling journey of medical studies ever since. At first she was very uncomfortable with the subject of medicine, but with a perseverance, she worked hard day and night, and eventually mastered the knowledge that she was so bad at, and began to use her knowledge and methods to explore the deeper secrets of the living and dead souls. The Book of Spirits of Words was by now back in its restored form, and looked very active in Esme Crane's hand as it continued to emit a pure white glow. "It is true that I have lost my memory since my resurrection, and I cannot remember many things. Professor... Do you see anything in my memory that you cannot understand at the moment?" "You're not my father." Anna muttered softly, pursing her li
After the meal, Anna would have liked to invite Esme Crane to sit with her in the family study and talk some more, or to take a walk in the courtyard, but a telegram from the U. of M. Obliged her to give up the idea. Esme Crane did not get up immediately, but lay on the bed for a while, listening to the sound. The melody of the box did not sound artificial, or at least it was not someone playing music at the door of her room with a box, it was coming from some source, as if some magic had sent the sound directly to her ears. Can Esme Crane say no? She couldn't, so she had to say yes to Anna. "Hmm? What?" Esme Crane froze. Esme Crane is thus convinced that Anna is seeing the memories of the original owner, Esme Crane. Anna mused, "It does sound dangerous, this octave box could be the cause of Jefferson's disorder, or it could be the cause of the fetus mutation in Amelia's womb. The trifle, too, could have been scared to death by the octavo's anomalies. The Heathcliff you mentioned,
"Yes, yes, Miss..." Sally stammered in reply, and then immediately ran for the servants' quarters. Luckily, though, the bleeding stopped, and Anna immediately stitched up several of Emile's wounds with amazing skill, then bandaged them. All this time Esme Crane was playing second fiddle and pressing Emile's pulse behind her ear, monitoring her vitals at all times. By the time Anna's sutures and bandages were finished, Emile still had a faint pulse, but the man had long since passed out. "Yes, Miss." The two men immediately answered and left. In the latter part of the night, Anna fell into a deep restorative sleep from mental exhaustion, Esme Crane, lying beside her, had not closed her eyes all night, and when she closed them, the picture of the pale universe appeared, as if it had some strange attraction that pulled at her soul. For Esme Crane, this oppressive feeling was extraordinary, touching the depths of her spirit directly, not comparable to those demons and monsters that popp
"It's okay, you can sleep against me if you're tired." Esme Crane said, pretending to be relaxed. So she ran off to play alone in the orphan school yard, and then she ran into Hisk. It was just after 9:30 a.m., the sky was still cloudy, and few pedestrians were on the road. Esme Crane's mind was whirling with speculation when she turned a corner and felt a sudden weight on her shoulders, and turned her head to see that Anna, who had unknowingly fallen asleep, had fallen unconsciously against her shoulder with the inertia of the corner. "Hey, don't lie to me, I know that when people die their souls drift around, and if they have no one to rely on to become spiteful, they will soon disappear, and there will be no kingdom to go to." The little girl said relentlessly. The little girl still cries in fear when she recalls the incident today, and Esme Crane rushes to take the child into her arms, soothing her and wiping her tears. "What? Do you think I study medicine? No way?" Iblake Woo
The old shopkeeper obviously recognized the octave box at once, but he was very deep in the city and did not move his face, fished out a pair of white cloth gloves from his pocket and put them on. That's because I don't eat him openly, and it's all the rage where we are to be thin, Esme Crane said darkly. So it's a Visionary. No wonder they found Esme Crane's fanny pack. Anna observed the child's pupils for a moment and checked some basic reactions of the body's functions. Finally taking out the Book of Spirits of Words and having the child attach her hands to it, she whispered something. The Book of Words then glowed, the glow wasn't very strong, but it lasted for a minute or so, and by the time it was all over, Anna looked even more exhausted. In contrast, Louie Fletcher looked much sunnier all round, and the gloom that had hung over her boyish brow had actually lifted. Esme Crane asked, somewhat curiously, "Dean, if I may ask you, did you study medicine at university?" The old