<p>Chapter 47 Naya’s Notebook (Key Chapter)</p>
<p>Late at night.</p>
<p>In the Mevis Mansion near the Violet Commercial Street, the butler turned off most of the lights.</p>
<p>Naya Adelaide sat quietly in her room.</p>
<p>Having apparently just bathed, she had changed out of her loose mage robe and pointed witch hat, now wearing only a form-fitting pair of shorts, revealing her two fair, slender legs. Her upper body was clad in a lightweight white tank top, looking refreshingly light.</p>
<p>The two long braids that had been secured at either side were now let loose, her long hair cascading down her back.</p>
<p>Her expression was quite indifferent as she read the magical incantations on the parchment, studying them carefully.</p>
<p>After all, this was just a task assigned to her by her teacher, Mevis.</p>
<p>It had been two and a half days since the academy duel incident, and under the operation of certain unseen forces, the impact of the event was gradually fading into nothingness.</p>
<p>Meanwhile, Naya continued to go about her ordinary daily activities: meditating, practicing magic, attending classes, reading, and sleeping.</p>
<p>After a while, the bright yellow magical lamp on the table gently swayed a few times.</p>
<p>Then, under Naya’s expressionless gaze, the candlelight in the center of the magical light transformed into a hazy female figure.</p>
<p>“Naya, it’s time for bed, remember to take your medicine before sleeping.”</p>
<p>Clearly, the voice came from Mevis.</p>
<p>Her care for Naya was almost obsessively meticulous.</p>
<p>“Yes, teacher.”</p>
<p>After hearing the instruction, Naya calmly nodded, put away the parchment in her hand, and extinguished the light on her desk.</p>
<p>No hesitation whatsoever, without a thought of doing anything else, Naya moved like a puppet following commands.</p>
<p>She gently sat on the edge of the bed, holding a small vial containing a transparent liquid.</p>
<p>Just as she was about to drink the potion, Naya’s brows suddenly furrowed slightly.</p>
<p>She felt a bit dizzy.</p>
<p>Faintly, there seemed to be an urgent voice from nowhere warning her, Don’t drink!</p>
<p>Don’t drink!</p>
<p>Don’t drink!</p>
<p>Don’t drink!</p>
<p>The voice echoed in her mind, gradually amplifying.</p>
<p>Reluctantly, Naya set the glass vial aside, preparing to cast a spell to suppress distractions during meditation.</p>
<p>But at that moment, a scene flashed through her mind.</p>
<p>It was from a certain spot on the bookshelf in her room; she looked tense as she slipped a small booklet into one of the hollowed-out books.</p>
<p>Moments later, snapped back to reality from the vision, Naya felt an unsettling anxiety in her heart, her usual calm state of mind now gone.</p>
<p>She hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked toward the bookshelf not far away.</p>
<p>Following the memory of that scene, she quickly found the hollowed-out book, and sure enough, inside lay a somewhat tattered notebook.</p>
<p>Naya’s pupils trembled slightly, yet her expression remained utterly indifferent, which looked very out of place.</p>
<p>After a moment’s thought, she took the notebook out from the book, glanced around, and then picked another book from the shelf to return to the bedside.</p>
<p>If someone came in, she could use reading as a cover.</p>
<p>She slipped off her slippers, lay down under the covers, and picked up the glass vial she had placed on the bed earlier, preparing to drink the potion.</p>
<p>As she uncorked the vial, she opened to the first page of the small booklet.</p>
<p>[Don’t drink the potion! Don’t drink the potion! Don’t drink the potion!]</p>
<p>The familiar handwriting emerged before Naya’s eyes, and her small hand trembled slightly, spilling some of the transparent liquid from the vial.</p>
<p>She looked at the potion in her hand, recalling Mevis’s previous words to her.</p>
<p>“‘The potion’ can help you maintain inner tranquility, making it easier to communicate with elemental powers. In the future, there might be the opportunity to advance to the rank of Grand Sage.”</p>
<p>But the words on this little booklet were completely opposite.</p>
<p>She recognized it as her own handwriting, yet she had clearly lost the memory of writing that passage.</p>
<p>In fact, she had been experiencing such symptoms for a long time—often feeling time leap, with fragmented memories of reality that gradually became less and less like herself.</p>
<p>But she had never considered these abnormalities.</p>
<p>“…”</p>
<p>She looked at the potion in her hand.</p>
<p>In the end, she followed the advice in the little booklet and temporarily set it aside.</p>
<p>Then, slightly confused, she began to read the notebook in her hand.</p>
<p>It seemed to be a diary, starting from the year 1492 of the New Calendar, which was three years ago.</p>
<p>[January 15.]</p>
<p>[I suddenly recalled many things; it turns out… my parents are no longer here. (The paper bears traces of tears)]</p>
<p>[I must have been manipulated by Teacher Mevis in some way.]</p>
<p>[So from today onwards, I will regularly record my diary. If any day is missing, something is definitely wrong.]</p>
<p>[February 3.]</p>
<p>[Terrifying… so terrifying!]</p>
<p>[In the blink of an eye, time jumped directly half a month; that must be due to the potion.]</p>
<p>[I’m being controlled!]</p>
<p>[Future “me,” if you see this, remember, don’t drink the potion! Don’t drink the potion!]</p>
<p>[February 5.]</p>
<p>[My brother came looking for me again; I’m so happy, but why is his tone so cold towards me?]</p>
<p>[Did something happen during the time I lost my memory?]</p>
<p>[February 6.]</p>
<p>[A new potion has been concocted, but this time I pretended to be controlled; on the surface, I drank the potion, but actually, I threw it up later.]</p>
<p>[Seeing me like this, Mevis seemed very pleased, stroking my face, calling me her most perfect work.]</p>
<p>[So disgusting!]</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>[March 18.]</p>
<p>[It turns out, aside from the potion, she also has a certain type of hypnotic eye technique that can control the mind. Luckily, I had previously prepared in secret; even so, it still took me over a month to wake up from the slumber.]</p>
<p>[What did the other “me,” that is, the puppet personality, do?]</p>
<p>[By the way, recently it seems Mevis has been meeting with a Mysterious Man in Black Robe; something worth noting.]</p>
<p>[March 27.]</p>
<p>[She met with that mysterious person again, this time I still pretended to be controlled.]</p>
<p>[Perhaps after using the hypnotic techniques on me, she felt I had completely become a puppet, so their conversation was not too guarded.]</p>
<p>[From their conversation, I heard that Mevis seemed eager to join a certain organization, but the mysterious person kept diverting the topic.]</p>
<p>[Is a being about to be promoted to Sorcerer not even qualified to be an outer member?]</p>
<p>[What a terrifying organization!]</p>
<p>[April 9.]</p>
<p>[I finally heard some information about that organization.]</p>
<p>[The organization is called “Twilight of the Gods,” and its symbol is a “broken sun!”]</p>
<p>[Recalling what my brother inadvertently mentioned last time, he told me to pay attention to the symbol of the “sun.”]</p>
<p>[Could it be… ]</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>[August 17.]</p>
<p>[Mevis seems to have sensed something, changed the potion ratio, and supervised me while drinking it. This time, it took over a whole year before I had the chance to wake up.]</p>
<p>[Alright, the diary continues.]</p>
<p>[August 29.]</p>
<p>[During the year I lost consciousness, Mevis seems to have gained further status in that organization.]</p>
<p>[And I finally know what I did to my brother. (Tear stains)]</p>
<p>[Naya, you’re so useless.]</p>
<p>[But now, it’s still not time to meet my brother, because Mevis is too powerful; we cannot resist.]</p>
<p>[Endure!]</p>
<p>[September 9.]</p>
<p>[So terrifying!]</p>
<p>[How terrifying is the “Twilight of the Gods” organization!]</p>
<p>[Even after being promoted to Sorcerer, Mevis still has not entered the core circle of the organization, and does not even hold any power.]</p>
<p>[No, I absolutely need to warn my brother to be cautious of the “sun”!!!]</p>
<p>[By the way, I’ll use an anonymous letter!]</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>[February 5.]</p>
<p>[Mevis has sensed my recent abnormalities.]</p>
<p>[Previously, she seemed to hesitate, unwilling to harm my spirit and soul, so she did not use coercive measures.]</p>
<p>[But this time, she might need to use more terrifying potions to control me.]</p>
<p>[Perhaps, this will be my last entry in the diary.]</p>
<p>[The only opportunity is the remaining thread I have painstakingly kept all these years; even if there’s only a one-in-ten-thousand chance of restoring my memory, I’ll pray for it.]</p>
<p>[Perhaps, only after witnessing certain events and enduring strong shocks, will there be that slight chance to restore myself.]</p>
<p>[But will Mevis give me such a chance?]</p>
<p>[I really want to see my brother again…]</p>
<p>[Goodnight, this world.]</p>
<p>“Click…”</p>
<p>Upon reading this, Naya’s eyes were unknowingly filled with tears.</p>
<p>She gently lifted her head, a hint of a sad smile appearing on her lips.</p>
<p>Everything came rushing back.</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>Late at night.</p>
<p>In the upper city, this time was rich with nightlife.</p>
<p>As the largest gathering place for adventurers in the royal capital, Mington Street was naturally bright with lights, draped in decorations, with brothels, taverns, weapon shops, and monster shops all around.</p>
<p>At this moment, in the Red Spider Tavern at the end of the street, Shaya sat at the wooden bar, quietly sipping a glass of beer.</p>
<p>After leaving the Witch Miss, Shaya found that two whole days had passed outside. Frustrated by the time ratio between the Abyss and reality, he directly took a carriage to this place.</p>
<p>Three hours had passed since the time he agreed upon with the informant.</p>
<p>But that informant still hadn’t shown up.</p>
<p>He frowned slightly.</p>
<p>It wasn’t that he had grown impatient from waiting, but rather that he vaguely sensed something unusual.</p>
<p>He looked at the plump boss behind the bar.</p>
<p>He had often come here for meals during his days as an adventurer and had become quite familiar over the years.</p>
<p>“Boss Dunn, I have a question for you.”</p>
<p>Saying this, Shaya pulled a silver coin from his pocket and tossed it onto the wooden table.</p>
<p>The fee for gathering information was more than sufficient.</p>
<p>Boss Dunn had a bushy beard and looked quite rugged.</p>
<p>He smiled as he took the coin and said in a strangely high-pitched voice, “Little Shaya, why are you being so generous this time?”</p>
<p>It sounded like a middle-aged woman.</p>
<p>But Shaya did not mock him, as Dunn had previously suffered nearly fatal injuries to his vocal cords while protecting his teammates in battle.</p>
<p>“Do you know where Arlin is living now? That ‘Squirrel’ Arlin, the most skilled adventurer in information gathering.”</p>
<p>Shaya asked.</p>
<p>“Try your luck at 78 Mington Street; Arlin is a bachelor, and the dilapidated house at the end of the alley on the left is his home!”</p>
<p>After revealing the information, Boss Dunn contentedly pocketed the silver coin.</p>
<p>“Thanks!”</p>
<p>Shaya raised his glass to toast him and then downed it in one go.</p>
<p>Having received this news, he left the Red Spider Tavern and headed for the location Boss Dunn mentioned.</p>
<p>“Knock knock knock—”</p>
<p>Standing in the cramped, dilapidated alley, Shaya knocked on the broken wooden door.</p>
<p>But there was no response for a long time.</p>
<p>At the same time, the uneasy feeling in his heart grew stronger.</p>
<p>He took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door open.</p>
<p>It was a very small room, even describable as a storage closet. Equipment and books were piled up everywhere, with only a broken bed against the wall.</p>
<p>Shaya’s fists clenched slowly.</p>
<p>At the end of his line of sight, the entire bed was soaked in blood, accompanied by torn organs and splattered white brain matter.</p>
<p>On that bed stood a corpse, silently.</p>
<p>A long spear pierced through the chest and pinned the corpse against the wall behind, and above the neck, only half of a broken chin remained; the head seemed to have been completely crushed by some unknown force.</p>
<p>On the gray stone wall beside the corpse, something had been drawn in blood.</p>
<p>It was a somewhat hasty mark, barely discernable, resembling a somewhat broken sun.</p>
<p>Below the mark were some words.</p>
<p>“When you cast your gaze upon us, we are also watching you.”</p>
<p>Late at night.</p>
<p>In the Mevis Mansion near the Violet Commercial Street, the butler turned off most of the lights.</p>
<p>Naya Adelaide sat quietly in her room.</p>
<p>Having apparently just bathed, she had changed out of her loose mage robe and pointed witch hat, now wearing only a form-fitting pair of shorts, revealing her two fair, slender legs. Her upper body was clad in a lightweight white tank top, looking refreshingly light.</p>
<p>The two long braids that had been secured at either side were now let loose, her long hair cascading down her back.</p>
<p>Her expression was quite indifferent as she read the magical incantations on the parchment, studying them carefully.</p>
<p>After all, this was just a task assigned to her by her teacher, Mevis.</p>
<p>It had been two and a half days since the academy duel incident, and under the operation of certain unseen forces, the impact of the event was gradually fading into nothingness.</p>
<p>Meanwhile, Naya continued to go about her ordinary daily activities: meditating, practicing magic, attending classes, reading, and sleeping.</p>
<p>After a while, the bright yellow magical lamp on the table gently swayed a few times.</p>
<p>Then, under Naya’s expressionless gaze, the candlelight in the center of the magical light transformed into a hazy female figure.</p>
<p>“Naya, it’s time for bed, remember to take your medicine before sleeping.”</p>
<p>Clearly, the voice came from Mevis.</p>
<p>Her care for Naya was almost obsessively meticulous.</p>
<p>“Yes, teacher.”</p>
<p>After hearing the instruction, Naya calmly nodded, put away the parchment in her hand, and extinguished the light on her desk.</p>
<p>No hesitation whatsoever, without a thought of doing anything else, Naya moved like a puppet following commands.</p>
<p>She gently sat on the edge of the bed, holding a small vial containing a transparent liquid.</p>
<p>Just as she was about to drink the potion, Naya’s brows suddenly furrowed slightly.</p>
<p>She felt a bit dizzy.</p>
<p>Faintly, there seemed to be an urgent voice from nowhere warning her, Don’t drink!</p>
<p>Don’t drink!</p>
<p>Don’t drink!</p>
<p>Don’t drink!</p>
<p>The voice echoed in her mind, gradually amplifying.</p>
<p>Reluctantly, Naya set the glass vial aside, preparing to cast a spell to suppress distractions during meditation.</p>
<p>But at that moment, a scene flashed through her mind.</p>
<p>It was from a certain spot on the bookshelf in her room; she looked tense as she slipped a small booklet into one of the hollowed-out books.</p>
<p>Moments later, snapped back to reality from the vision, Naya felt an unsettling anxiety in her heart, her usual calm state of mind now gone.</p>
<p>She hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked toward the bookshelf not far away.</p>
<p>Following the memory of that scene, she quickly found the hollowed-out book, and sure enough, inside lay a somewhat tattered notebook.</p>
<p>Naya’s pupils trembled slightly, yet her expression remained utterly indifferent, which looked very out of place.</p>
<p>After a moment’s thought, she took the notebook out from the book, glanced around, and then picked another book from the shelf to return to the bedside.</p>
<p>If someone came in, she could use reading as a cover.</p>
<p>She slipped off her slippers, lay down under the covers, and picked up the glass vial she had placed on the bed earlier, preparing to drink the potion.</p>
<p>As she uncorked the vial, she opened to the first page of the small booklet.</p>
<p>[Don’t drink the potion! Don’t drink the potion! Don’t drink the potion!]</p>
<p>The familiar handwriting emerged before Naya’s eyes, and her small hand trembled slightly, spilling some of the transparent liquid from the vial.</p>
<p>She looked at the potion in her hand, recalling Mevis’s previous words to her.</p>
<p>“‘The potion’ can help you maintain inner tranquility, making it easier to communicate with elemental powers. In the future, there might be the opportunity to advance to the rank of Grand Sage.”</p>
<p>But the words on this little booklet were completely opposite.</p>
<p>She recognized it as her own handwriting, yet she had clearly lost the memory of writing that passage.</p>
<p>In fact, she had been experiencing such symptoms for a long time—often feeling time leap, with fragmented memories of reality that gradually became less and less like herself.</p>
<p>But she had never considered these abnormalities.</p>
<p>“…”</p>
<p>She looked at the potion in her hand.</p>
<p>In the end, she followed the advice in the little booklet and temporarily set it aside.</p>
<p>Then, slightly confused, she began to read the notebook in her hand.</p>
<p>It seemed to be a diary, starting from the year 1492 of the New Calendar, which was three years ago.</p>
<p>[January 15.]</p>
<p>[I suddenly recalled many things; it turns out… my parents are no longer here. (The paper bears traces of tears)]</p>
<p>[I must have been manipulated by Teacher Mevis in some way.]</p>
<p>[So from today onwards, I will regularly record my diary. If any day is missing, something is definitely wrong.]</p>
<p>[February 3.]</p>
<p>[Terrifying… so terrifying!]</p>
<p>[In the blink of an eye, time jumped directly half a month; that must be due to the potion.]</p>
<p>[I’m being controlled!]</p>
<p>[Future “me,” if you see this, remember, don’t drink the potion! Don’t drink the potion!]</p>
<p>[February 5.]</p>
<p>[My brother came looking for me again; I’m so happy, but why is his tone so cold towards me?]</p>
<p>[Did something happen during the time I lost my memory?]</p>
<p>[February 6.]</p>
<p>[A new potion has been concocted, but this time I pretended to be controlled; on the surface, I drank the potion, but actually, I threw it up later.]</p>
<p>[Seeing me like this, Mevis seemed very pleased, stroking my face, calling me her most perfect work.]</p>
<p>[So disgusting!]</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>[March 18.]</p>
<p>[It turns out, aside from the potion, she also has a certain type of hypnotic eye technique that can control the mind. Luckily, I had previously prepared in secret; even so, it still took me over a month to wake up from the slumber.]</p>
<p>[What did the other “me,” that is, the puppet personality, do?]</p>
<p>[By the way, recently it seems Mevis has been meeting with a Mysterious Man in Black Robe; something worth noting.]</p>
<p>[March 27.]</p>
<p>[She met with that mysterious person again, this time I still pretended to be controlled.]</p>
<p>[Perhaps after using the hypnotic techniques on me, she felt I had completely become a puppet, so their conversation was not too guarded.]</p>
<p>[From their conversation, I heard that Mevis seemed eager to join a certain organization, but the mysterious person kept diverting the topic.]</p>
<p>[Is a being about to be promoted to Sorcerer not even qualified to be an outer member?]</p>
<p>[What a terrifying organization!]</p>
<p>[April 9.]</p>
<p>[I finally heard some information about that organization.]</p>
<p>[The organization is called “Twilight of the Gods,” and its symbol is a “broken sun!”]</p>
<p>[Recalling what my brother inadvertently mentioned last time, he told me to pay attention to the symbol of the “sun.”]</p>
<p>[Could it be… ]</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>[August 17.]</p>
<p>[Mevis seems to have sensed something, changed the potion ratio, and supervised me while drinking it. This time, it took over a whole year before I had the chance to wake up.]</p>
<p>[Alright, the diary continues.]</p>
<p>[August 29.]</p>
<p>[During the year I lost consciousness, Mevis seems to have gained further status in that organization.]</p>
<p>[And I finally know what I did to my brother. (Tear stains)]</p>
<p>[Naya, you’re so useless.]</p>
<p>[But now, it’s still not time to meet my brother, because Mevis is too powerful; we cannot resist.]</p>
<p>[Endure!]</p>
<p>[September 9.]</p>
<p>[So terrifying!]</p>
<p>[How terrifying is the “Twilight of the Gods” organization!]</p>
<p>[Even after being promoted to Sorcerer, Mevis still has not entered the core circle of the organization, and does not even hold any power.]</p>
<p>[No, I absolutely need to warn my brother to be cautious of the “sun”!!!]</p>
<p>[By the way, I’ll use an anonymous letter!]</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>[February 5.]</p>
<p>[Mevis has sensed my recent abnormalities.]</p>
<p>[Previously, she seemed to hesitate, unwilling to harm my spirit and soul, so she did not use coercive measures.]</p>
<p>[But this time, she might need to use more terrifying potions to control me.]</p>
<p>[Perhaps, this will be my last entry in the diary.]</p>
<p>[The only opportunity is the remaining thread I have painstakingly kept all these years; even if there’s only a one-in-ten-thousand chance of restoring my memory, I’ll pray for it.]</p>
<p>[Perhaps, only after witnessing certain events and enduring strong shocks, will there be that slight chance to restore myself.]</p>
<p>[But will Mevis give me such a chance?]</p>
<p>[I really want to see my brother again…]</p>
<p>[Goodnight, this world.]</p>
<p>“Click…”</p>
<p>Upon reading this, Naya’s eyes were unknowingly filled with tears.</p>
<p>She gently lifted her head, a hint of a sad smile appearing on her lips.</p>
<p>Everything came rushing back.</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>Late at night.</p>
<p>In the upper city, this time was rich with nightlife.</p>
<p>As the largest gathering place for adventurers in the royal capital, Mington Street was naturally bright with lights, draped in decorations, with brothels, taverns, weapon shops, and monster shops all around.</p>
<p>At this moment, in the Red Spider Tavern at the end of the street, Shaya sat at the wooden bar, quietly sipping a glass of beer.</p>
<p>After leaving the Witch Miss, Shaya found that two whole days had passed outside. Frustrated by the time ratio between the Abyss and reality, he directly took a carriage to this place.</p>
<p>Three hours had passed since the time he agreed upon with the informant.</p>
<p>But that informant still hadn’t shown up.</p>
<p>He frowned slightly.</p>
<p>It wasn’t that he had grown impatient from waiting, but rather that he vaguely sensed something unusual.</p>
<p>He looked at the plump boss behind the bar.</p>
<p>He had often come here for meals during his days as an adventurer and had become quite familiar over the years.</p>
<p>“Boss Dunn, I have a question for you.”</p>
<p>Saying this, Shaya pulled a silver coin from his pocket and tossed it onto the wooden table.</p>
<p>The fee for gathering information was more than sufficient.</p>
<p>Boss Dunn had a bushy beard and looked quite rugged.</p>
<p>He smiled as he took the coin and said in a strangely high-pitched voice, “Little Shaya, why are you being so generous this time?”</p>
<p>It sounded like a middle-aged woman.</p>
<p>But Shaya did not mock him, as Dunn had previously suffered nearly fatal injuries to his vocal cords while protecting his teammates in battle.</p>
<p>“Do you know where Arlin is living now? That ‘Squirrel’ Arlin, the most skilled adventurer in information gathering.”</p>
<p>Shaya asked.</p>
<p>“Try your luck at 78 Mington Street; Arlin is a bachelor, and the dilapidated house at the end of the alley on the left is his home!”</p>
<p>After revealing the information, Boss Dunn contentedly pocketed the silver coin.</p>
<p>“Thanks!”</p>
<p>Shaya raised his glass to toast him and then downed it in one go.</p>
<p>Having received this news, he left the Red Spider Tavern and headed for the location Boss Dunn mentioned.</p>
<p>“Knock knock knock—”</p>
<p>Standing in the cramped, dilapidated alley, Shaya knocked on the broken wooden door.</p>
<p>But there was no response for a long time.</p>
<p>At the same time, the uneasy feeling in his heart grew stronger.</p>
<p>He took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door open.</p>
<p>It was a very small room, even describable as a storage closet. Equipment and books were piled up everywhere, with only a broken bed against the wall.</p>
<p>Shaya’s fists clenched slowly.</p>
<p>At the end of his line of sight, the entire bed was soaked in blood, accompanied by torn organs and splattered white brain matter.</p>
<p>On that bed stood a corpse, silently.</p>
<p>A long spear pierced through the chest and pinned the corpse against the wall behind, and above the neck, only half of a broken chin remained; the head seemed to have been completely crushed by some unknown force.</p>
<p>On the gray stone wall beside the corpse, something had been drawn in blood.</p>
<p>It was a somewhat hasty mark, barely discernable, resembling a somewhat broken sun.</p>
<p>Below the mark were some words.</p>
<p>“When you cast your gaze upon us, we are also watching you.”</p>
