The sun was rising, and on a street that was neither wide nor narrow, a group of figures hurriedly ran toward the end of the road.

Her long gray-blue hair was combed into a scorpion tail on the back of her head, hanging down to her waist. Although her steps were a little hasty, they fell silently.

Lanaya's attire is incompatible with other pedestrians on the road. She is neither an apprentice sent to a magic academy by a noble family, nor an ordinary civilian, nor a mercenary who works for the rich - from her

He couldn't tell what weapons he was carrying, but he was wearing a leather armor that was much stronger than cloth. There were also bandages wrapped in several places on his body, obviously with unhealed wounds.

Ranaya lives a balanced life like most people, but her situation is special and extreme.

During the day, she went to the Violet Archives to read books, and if she was a bit crazy, she would even peek at other people's experimental records. Of course, this was not difficult for her who was secretive by nature; when night fell, she took off her scholar disguise and opened one black envelope after another.

Letter, using other people's lives in exchange for money for one's own survival.

She is a professional killer.

There is a maple forest in the southwest corner of the small town of Saida on the Violet Plateau. In the autumn season, the maple leaves are yellow-green, and in a few months, the mountains will be full of red. This is also the purpose of Lanaya's trip.

land.

However, some things seem to have changed.

"Lanaya, it's bad! There's a fire in the Violet Archives...!" A young man wearing a magician's unique robe hurried over and said.

What?!

Are you kidding me, there was a fire in the archives...that was a big deal!

Lanaya didn't even bother to ask why, and rushed straight towards the Violet Archives. The first thing she thought of was the magic notebook she had recorded for nearly three years.

Ranaya was orphaned at a very young age, and it was Bausch, the owner of the Violet Archives, who kindly adopted her. Later, Bausch gradually discovered that Ranaya had extraordinary talents in magic, and he determined to train her to become a magician.

An outstanding magician.

Not just anyone can become a magician. On average, only two or three people out of a thousand people have the physique suitable for practicing magic. Even if a person only knows the most basic elemental magic, he will be highly respected.

The journey of practicing magicians is so difficult. Due to the scarcity of people, there are very few books recording spells, and not everyone who has great attainments in the field of magic is willing to share their achievements with others. Over time,

The number of high-level magicians in the world is getting smaller and smaller, and the overall number of magicians is also on a downward trend.

Bausch is already old. He has made no progress since he reached the rank of great magician when he was young, but such an achievement can already be regarded as world-renowned.

However, one day many years ago, when Ranaya was still very young, Bausch accidentally let her run into the most secret room of the archives. At that time, Ranaya did not know that it was a restricted area for other people, but she still

She ran out with a book. To everyone's surprise, instead of scolding her, Baosh readily gave her the book.

According to Bausch himself, Ranaya has the ability to enter the secret room and come out safely, which cannot be called a fault at all!

Bausch read from very ancient records that there is a shocking mystery about this book. It is said that this book has a spirit, and only those recognized by the spirit can open it. So when Ranaya used Bai Shengsheng's

When his little hand opened the dusty title page, Bausch couldn't help but be surprised. What was recorded in this book was actually something that had never been spread to the world...space magic!

Somehow, this book was left indifferent for a long time. It was not until three years ago that Ranaya regained her memory and realized its importance. She found a blank notebook and copied it exactly as it was in the book, including

All kinds of runes, patterns, and spells were all copied into her notebook. Many complicated magic circles took three days to draw carefully.

This copying process took three years. In order to copy down the contents of these space magics, she didn't even have time to review them!

She thought about the day when space magic could be made public to the world instead of just being left as an unsolved mystery, and she felt an endless sense of accomplishment in her heart.

She wants the world to know that she is different from other selfish magicians!

"There's still one last page left...Don't let anything happen to you!" Ranaya thought as she ran, and she had already arrived outside the main entrance of the archives. The majestic archives had been engulfed in fire, and black smoke billowed above, half of the sky was like

Like drops of ink, the blackness continued to spread. Without thinking too much, without stopping, without any unnecessary hesitation, she pushed away the people who tried to stop her, rushed to the door of the archives, and kicked the door open.

Scattered wood chips were flying with firelight, and the surrounding temperature was like being in a volcanic crater. The skin was filled with burning pain and might melt at any time.

"Come out quickly! Silly girl, do you want your life?!" Baosh shouted into the room. His gray beard was shaking with anger or anxiety. But he had no choice at all. He was not a water magician.

So far, he is the only one who has escaped!

There were fierce fires and thick smoke. Burning pieces of wood kept falling down, and Ranaya was covered in burns and was in a miserable state.

As long as she thinks that space magic will be lost, Lanaya's eyes and steps become more determined.

You must fight it once, even if you die here today!

Surrounded by blood-like red, the scorching air distorted the surrounding scene, and her eyes could no longer bear the stimulation caused by the thick smoke. Lanaya used her last bit of strength to stimulate her mental power to form a refractive shell to slow down the damage caused by the fire to herself.

, and rushed towards the innermost study room desperately.

I coughed heavily several times, squinted my eyes and looked around, and finally found the notebook on the desk that was already on fire.

There is no chance to find the original book. The road leading to the secret room has been blocked. It is a pity that it will be destroyed in this sea of ​​​​fire!

Fortunately, not a corner of the page of the notebook was burned. Just as Ranaya excitedly held up this notebook, which was like a treasure to her, a piece of wood fell down on her head without warning, and the fragile hand in her hand

I wiped the edges of my notes, and the paper was eroded bit by bit by the fire, turning into black ash.

Lanaya couldn't even feel the burning pain in her hands. There was only despair in her eyes. She was not so desperate when she saw her parents being killed. When she was in despair, the words in the note suddenly glowed and floated.

Then a dazzling bright light came from the sky, and she lost consciousness.

Consciousness gradually blurs and memories begin to replay.

She saw the man saying to herself, who was standing in a pool of blood and terrified, "Follow me."

She saw the faces of everyone in the assassination force, the most secretive organization in the Thieves Guild.

She saw her hands stained with blood the first time she killed someone according to their wishes.

She saw her puppet-like life imprisoned by her underground identity.

Anyway, it's not bad to die. At least you don't have to kill people to the point of numbness and have a headache from those complicated magic equations.

Long darkness, endless pain.

It seemed as if a thousand years had passed, and everything around him was filled with nothingness, as if he had been exiled to a rift in the plane, and a strong sense of emptiness and loneliness hit his chest.

"Holy God..."

"seal……"

"Dominate...space..."

A distant voice kept calling in her consciousness, unfamiliarity mixed with a hint of familiarity. This feeling was very similar to the feeling she had when she touched the book.

It is the spirit in the book...?

The suffocating silence suddenly dissipated. Lanaya heard the sound of wind in her ears, and the scent of grass lingered in her nose.

Ranaya frowned and opened her eyes, only to find that she was in another place.

This is a strange land.

Purple is the main color here. The purple sky, purple sun, even the leaves and grass are purple.

At this time, Lanaya was in a forest, and her field of vision was very limited. She endured the burning pain on her skin and stood up, turning back a few steps, but she couldn't find anything.

Not many things could make Lanaya panic, but she was scared now. She searched her whole body like crazy, but couldn't find even a single note.

She was clearly holding it tightly in her hand just now, and the black dust on her palm was proof of it!

So now that my notes are gone, I can’t go back home?

No, no, Lanaya doesn't have a home. Home is just a synonym for the Violet Archives, which is just a nice thing to say.

At this moment, Ranaya suddenly noticed an obviously different smell mixed in the air.
Chapter completed!