Asian Girl Completion Manual

Chapter 496 113. Voice

"sound?"

Karasawa Asuka asked in confusion. She thought about it in detail, but it seemed that everything was quite normal since she came to this world, and she had not heard any strange sounds.

However, in order to confirm more accurately, she still asked Margaret,

"What kind of sound does it mean?"

Margaret stared at her for a second, then pointed in front with a smile, gesturing for her to continue walking, and said,

"It is a special kind of voice that comes from the head. It comes from outside this world and is a kind of guidance from our world..."

Asuka Karasawa pursed her lips. She followed Margaret's footsteps and found that the direction they were going was the stone tower in the Utopia.

"Guide. Margaret, I don't understand."

"I'm different from you, Asuka. I'm not as lucky as you. When I came to this world, I was alone, and I was captured by the elves and used as a slave to pay tribute to their king. At that time, I was completely trapped. Desperate, but I gradually discovered that there seemed to be some vague words coming from my mind all the time, and it seemed to be telling me something. I didn’t take it seriously at first, until one day, those voices started to get louder and louder. The clearer it is, the easier it is to recognize.”

The expression on Margaret's face remained unchanged, a faint light flashed in her eyes, and she continued,

"It is telling me some very valuable knowledge. It is with this knowledge that I barely survived under the Elf King, and I learned how to control the loom of destiny and its use. And this knowledge has always been All have been tested in practice and they are true.”

"Ah, so...but I haven't heard anything."

"It's okay, Asuka."

Margaret looked at the moonlight in front of her and deduced softly,

"It's also possible that you've heard it but haven't realized it yet. It's been a while since I came to this world and I can clearly identify those sounds. You'll understand if I show you some things."

Asuka Karasawa nodded in understanding. Anyway, she had no place to go for the time being. What she wanted to say to Mr. Fisher and what she wanted to express had to wait until...well, he would finish it, but with that intensity It seems that Asuka Karasawa doesn't know exactly how long it will take.

As a result, the two of them quickly passed through the settlements and crowds of the Utopia and returned to the stone tower.

But unlike walking up the stone steps in the past, Margaret walked in another direction this time. She pressed a certain position on the wall very familiarly, and then, the wall rose. A small door that can only accommodate one person.

The small door is very dark, leading to the ground, and a cool breeze comes from it from time to time.

Asuka Karasawa swallowed, but Margaret beside her had already walked into it first, and said to Asuka Karasawa,

"Follow me, Asuka."

"Uh-huh."

After hesitating for a moment, she carefully followed the figure of the woman in front of her and walked towards the ground of the stone tower.

The corridor in the small door has no traces of artificial excavation, and is like a naturally formed cave. As we go deeper, this suspicion of Karasawa Asuka is also confirmed.

The ground in the corridor was steep. After entering the small door, Margaret picked up a bag full of sparkling bugs from the side wall. Then she tightly held Asuka Karasawa's hand behind her and carried her with her. She walked down the corridor for several hundred meters.

As the depth deepens little by little, the depth and emptiness of the space below are gradually revealed.

Slowly, Asuka Karasawa's footsteps could be heard echoing in the surrounding space. As Margaret raised her finger slightly, a wide cave space suddenly appeared in the space in front of her.

In the center of the cave, a huge pillar formed the day before passed down from the stone wall above. It seemed to be the pillar leading directly to [Death] in the center of the stone tower; and around the pillar, there were many tables placed, covered with There were all kinds of gleaming files, including many wooden scrolls from the Tree Continent.

"here it is…"

"This is where I usually do research, Asuka. Come here, I'll show you something."

Following Margaret forward, I don't know if it was Asuka Karasawa's illusion. She seemed to see lines of words on the papers spread out on the table that seemed to come alive. The shape of the words at the beginning Karasawa Asuka didn't recognize them, but it was like running in both directions. When Karasawa Asuka started to look at them, the knowledge began to distort and transform into Japanese that she was quite familiar with.

"Japanese?"

Suddenly seeing the living text from her hometown, Asuka Karasawa's excitement was beyond words. She couldn't wait to start reading the text, and soon read some fragmentary concepts.

"die…"

"Lower...authority..."

"The God of the Unconscious..."

"True rank...origin..."

"Exchange... unequal death..."

But when she was about to read the words clearly, her eyes suddenly became densely covered with bloodshot eyes, and her entire brain felt like it was being poured into hot magma, which was about to burn her reason and everything.

"Ahhhhh!"

Asuka Karasawa covered her eyes in pain and knelt on the ground. The eggs in the basket staggered and shattered on the ground.

Margaret, who was standing next to her, saw this scene, and some surprise flashed in her eyes. Then she quickly knelt down to support Asuka Karasawa, and whispered to her,

"Asuka, calm down...Asuka, calm down...Don't think so wildly, just calm down..."

Beyond Margaret's imagination, as soon as she finished speaking, Asuka Karasawa in front of her quickly became quiet. She rubbed her eyes and pitifully did not dare to look there anymore. She only asked Margaret in a low voice,

"What... was that just now, Margaret?"

“…is the knowledge I see.”

Margaret smiled slightly, looked at the papers that shone with strange light, and then explained,

"Since I could identify this knowledge, I started thinking about how to record this knowledge. I tried many methods, but basically all failed. As you can see, this knowledge...no, it should be sounds, They are all alive, and any recording method in the world is basically ineffective..."

"So... how did Margaret do it? These... um, papers?"

Margaret stopped letting Asuka Karasawa look at the papers, and instead looked at the surrounding caves.

"This is the most primitive appearance of the Death Hosting Land buried underground. Everything you see above, the stone towers and settlements are all formed the day after tomorrow. When I first arrived here following the loom of fate, this is what I saw. Here, I saw the seal of Lord God Lamastia that blocked death. His power remained here...and I took advantage of this power.

"Only the power of the gods can record the knowledge in my brain, which makes me more curious about them, so I have been studying them day after day for the past six months. I originally wanted to share them with you , but just now I discovered the fact that these sounds are different, so the knowledge contained in them will probably be a lot different..."

Margaret looked at Asuka Karasawa, looked at her head and said,

"Just now when you were reading the knowledge I left behind, a little bit of another type of [voice] came out of your head, which was completely different from what I heard. And there will be conflicts between different voices, about one People can only listen to one kind of sound, so you almost had an accident just now, but luckily I separated you from those sounds in time..."

"Do I...do I have it in my head too?"

"Well, there is, but it's just very few. It seems that the [voice] quality of each transferred person is different..."

Margaret walked to the table talking to herself. Asuka Karasawa had just been traumatized and did not dare to go there anymore. She only firmly remembered "A person can only listen to one voice" in her mind. .

"I also discovered something else about the nature of these sounds..."

"First, the total amount of sound is constantly increasing. As time goes by, it will teach you more and more, but at the same time, the burden on you will also become greater and greater. Slowly, it will It takes up everything in your mind like gangrene, until you can't think about anything else. But I found a way to alleviate this problem, which is to record them on some special carriers, which is why I put them The purpose of writing it down.”

"Second, the carrier of sound is unique. Once this knowledge is recorded on certain carriers, these carriers will have an extremely close connection with you. I have tried to throw them away, but in the end they will always be gone. Exceptionally, they come back to me and follow me like a shadow. So probably, the carrier of these sounds is the only one, and that is me."

"And I also discovered an interesting thing. The power of the Lord God that I used to carry the voices was now almost exhausted, so I tried to borrow the power of the unconscious [Goddess of Death] to carry them... strange Things happened, they appeared and other ordinary matter-bearing collapse phenomenon of sound...The power of death cannot bear my knowledge."

At the end of the sentence, Margaret looked back at Asuka Karasawa behind her, only to see her looking at her stupidly, as if she was completely unable to digest what she just said, and her clear eyes were full of confusion that was completely incomprehensible. Although she didn't say anything, Margaret felt like she was asking, "So, why are you telling me this?"

"So...Margaret told me this because...what?"

Sure enough, the next second, Asuka Karasawa really asked.

Margaret took a deep breath, then smiled, walked back to Asuka, and said to her,

"Asuka, aren't you curious why this knowledge appears in our minds?"

"Because...because we are the ones who were transferred?!"

Asuka Karasawa suddenly became excited, because she suddenly thought of the time-travelers in the comics who traveled to the Western world. Those protagonists were all very special, so probably the transferred people like herself were also similar to such protagonists, so they were very special. right?

Margaret's brows jumped, but the smile on her face did not change at all, and she continued,

"You are right. It is indeed because we are transferred people. It is precisely because of this that we are naturally burdened with a possible issue, which is to leave this world. From the beginning, those voices told me to answer. In my opinion, the family’s methods and the so-called knowledge are just methodologies to achieve this goal...

"Although I don't want to go home, because I have no worries in that world, so I can still use this knowledge to build my new home, but Asuka, you are different, you want to go home, right? ?"

Karasawa Asuka nodded without thinking, and then said doubtfully,

"But...but I already know how to go home, Margaret. As long as I retrieve the teardrop of the World Tree, Archangel Pandora will take me to the place in the spiritual world that leads to the outside world...could this Isn’t the method wrong?”

Margaret shook her head, looked at the girl in front of her meaningfully, and then spoke softly,

"No, Asuka, this method is correct, [the voice] also told me this...but the voice told me something else, and what Pandora didn't tell you is..."

"She can't take you there at all, because it's a place that even several demigods can't reach."

"That place is called...[Ultimate]."

…

…

At this time, the tree continent is the royal capital.

The towering city wall is now brightly lit, and countless carriages and horses are blocking the wilderness outside the city. The aura of the mythical elves is rising and falling here. This is a costume that has never been seen since Handle ascended the throne ten thousand years ago. .

Of course, the specific meaning of this is also very easy to identify: the elves are mobilized.

If you want to explore its purpose, you need to temporarily move your gaze into the royal capital, past the towering and gorgeous wooden buildings and trees that are hundreds of years old, and come to the wooden palace wrapped in layers of spatial turbulence. Inside.

Unlike the bustling traffic outside, although candles were lit again in Jianmu Palace at this moment, it was still deserted.

Amid the comings and goings, many maids with peach blossom buns were walking around the palace in neat rows with their heads lowered, carrying the few remaining items in the Jianmu Palace back and forth.

At this moment, since Hand passed away and was reincarnated, the entire power of this place has been temporarily handed over to his eldest sister Tao.

The trees in the Jianmu Palace that were originally used to extend the life of the Elf King's handle, exuding a strong aura of death, were uprooted by her. The originally abandoned, completely colorless bricks, wood and stone were all renewed and transformed into their original elegant appearance.

Tao Gong sat alone on the steps in front of the original palace of Elf King Handle, quietly looking at the small tree growing outside the palace that shone with the golden light of fate. It was the tree where her brother Handle was reincarnated.

Behind him, the huge shadow of the World Tree has completely disappeared, which already means that the mother's dimension has begun to move, projecting her power and gaze towards the place where the Eye Tree is fixed.

This matter will soon be resolved, because under the mother's anger, both Tsubaki and the transferred person who owns the loom will be wiped out in an instant.

She was injured, and her body was still wrapped around many branches with only one or two peach blossoms hanging on them. She looked quieter than before.

But of course her nature cannot be changed. She was so quiet at this time, just thinking about what happened before.

The matter of the transferred person... could it really be that simple?

The previous matter of Ping's life extension made Tao Gong extremely angry. She was initially angry at the other party's suspicion of her, but before Ping's death, what he said to her dispelled this doubt...

First of all, Tsuki, that guy has disappeared for ten thousand years. If she had not appeared from the beginning to the end, then Kara would not have done this.

She must have shown up and been discovered.

The power at his peak was even more powerful than his own, and he would definitely be able to discover more unknown secrets, especially that Tsuki who had disappeared for so long...

You must know that Hen, Tao, and Tsuki are all the three supreme sons appointed by the mother. No matter which one is extremely important to the tree continent and the elf species, they disappear when she says they will disappear. Tao and Hen could not have been found thousands of years ago.

The result is obvious, the two of them can't be found at all. Later, I went to my mother for help, but my mother also said that she didn't know where she was. You must know that the World Tree had not lost the Destiny Loom at that time.

In the end, the matter really ended like this. Handle and Tao at most felt that she was unrestrained and did not want to take responsibility. They condemned her morally and had no choice but to let her go. Anyway, she had not found anything in the tree continent. Corresponding rights, but forget it if you don’t assume obligations.

But at this moment, the handle suddenly mentioned that guy Tsuki again. He must have known something, but why didn't he tell himself that when he reluctantly said it before he died, he was beheaded by the damn transfer person...

"These damn transfer people!"

When she thought of the palpitating chaotic power of the transferred person, the peach blossom branches growing on her body began to hurt, and the flashing lightning in them confirmed that her injuries had indeed not healed.

Then comes the second thing, which is where do all the ways to extend the life of handles come from.

After the handle was hacked to death with random knives, World Tree, who was doing his duty faithfully at his post, realized it. Of course, when he came back, he only saw the lost loom and the dead child.

Half a year was really just a moment for the Elfkind and even the World Tree, so this caused the World Tree to become negligent. A few years ago, she complied with the child's request and gave him the loom to delay his death, but unexpectedly To cast a mistake.

Leaving aside the subsequent settlement, Mr. Tao finally had the opportunity to talk face-to-face with his mother and reconcile the accounts.

The result of the confrontation was that she was only given the handle of the loom and did nothing else...

"Mr. Tao, there are some scrolls here that are not placed in the cabinet, but in the king's palace. Should we put them back in the cabinet or..."

"Why are you asking me for such a trivial matter? Just go and let go of the bastard fish!"

"I'm extremely sorry, Mr. Tao, it's just because these items are placed in the secret compartment under the king's bed, so..."

"Dark grid?"

She had obviously searched once before and found nothing strange, but now a hidden compartment suddenly appeared, with only one possibility.

That is, this secret grid was tightly sealed by the power of her brother Xiang, so that he could hide it from Tao Gong, who was also at the 19th level. However, since Xiang's death, his remaining power has gradually diminished, until now it has completely disappeared. Only then was the hidden compartment where items were stored revealed.

If this is the case, then the things in it should be very important to the handle...

Thinking of this, Mr. Tao waved again and said to the group of maids who were about to turn around and leave,

"Stop, trash fish, bring it back and show it to me."

"Yes, Mr. Tao."

The maids respectfully presented the scrolls in their hands. Tao Gong waved his hand casually, and the scroll automatically twisted and opened the opening, and dozens of papers flew out and spread out in mid-air.

On it, various contents were recorded in an extremely strange language that Tao Gong didn't recognize. She could only understand the pictures above, which included sketches of some trees and the ones that had been planted in front of the palace. The trees are basically the same.

And if Mikhail were here, he would certainly be able to recognize that the writing on it was not other writing, but writing from their world: French.

And as Mr. Tao read it very quickly, the scroll quickly fell to the ground, and finally a strange internal affairs record appeared.

This record was written in elven script and detailed information about a human maid serving in the Jianmu Palace.

It did not mention the origin of this maid, nor how she was recruited. It even only left the name of the maid and the time she served.

Mr. Tao already recognized that name, and that time, unexpectedly, was one hundred and twenty years ago.

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