She could not help but think of the fallen captain of the fourth and seventh detachment, she still did not know their names, although they did not know them well, in the end, they had met and had been in a team of comrades, she felt some bad feelings. "Of course I have to commend you, Esme Crane team member, you were excellent and I am very pleased inside as the vice captain." Louis Holmes said in exaggerated words and a quirky tone. But after saying that, her eyes got really wet, and then she said seriously. "Esme Crane, you're not quitting the group too, are you?" Eugene couldn't help but ask. Anna was shaken by her words, and her eyes wavered uncontrollably as an unknown heat of emotion stirred in her breast. She gazed at Esme Crane's solemn face, and could find no words to continue to persuade her. Eugene just sneered and didn't say anything. "I'm off, goodbye." Anna said, taking one last look at Esme Crane as she quickly turned to leave. About five minutes later, Esme Crane,
Esme Crane was heard to say, "I know that I may be a very dangerous element, being both undead and a berserker, and though you have not explicitly said so, I know that my identity is too much scorned by the Church to be exposed. If this is so, why do you protect me in this way?" Anna answered and turned to exit the study, just in time to meet Louis, the butler, who had come with a tray to bring Jerome his meal. ... Anna took the family carriage and returned to Gibson Mcknight's house in the middle of the city. Her father did not meet her at the door this time, as he had done last time, and she got out of the car and hurried on to the mansion, leaving all the luggage in her hands to Sally, the maid, to sort out. Soon she found the book, The Sarkhan Theology Collection, and found a secluded spot to sit and read it. To her some surprise, the book in the Hunterian Order library collection had been published very recently, that is, five years ago. The man who had given it the foreword w
"Good! Just meet your request." Wilhelm Leibniz raised a smile and suddenly said in a loud voice, "Come in!" The Deep Sea Age is called the prehistoric age, the age from whence it is unknown. While the calendar can only be chronologically dated from the first year of the sacred calendar forward little by little, the earliest year currently recognized by the academic community that can be known to mankind is 3557 BCE-7231 BCE, some three thousand years ago. This is a very rough time period in which a major event is known to have occurred, namely the legend of the Extinction, an extraordinarily horrific and massive catastrophe that ended the Deep Sea Age. After the carriage had stopped, several attendants laid a red carpet underneath it to the entrance of the building. They then formed two columns, holding umbrellas to form an umbrella path. The three heavyweights got out of the carriage, politely humbled each other, and then stepped on the red carpet, according to their established st
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,