I'm a heartthrob in the wizarding world [Western Fantasy Elf]

Obviously, if Ye Qimeng were the protagonist of the movie, she would use a knife to cut open the thick back cover of the book, and then take out a crucial item from it to crack the next copy.

She felt the thickness of the back cover, and it seemed that it could hold a lot of things. It seemed that this should be the right way to break the situation.

So she went downstairs to the kitchen, preparing to use a knife to take out any items that might be hidden inside.

Downstairs, Alexa and Alex were sitting around the fireplace, warming themselves by the fire, quietly looking at the books in their hands, while Rose was sleeping paralyzed on the edge of the sofa to temporarily save some magic cohesion.

These books were also found by Alexa from the attic, but there was nothing fancy about them, just ordinary hardcover books. Moreover, it still looks very old, and even the writing on the paper looks yellow and faded.

The elf always looks so energetic and will not be affected by lack of sleep at all.

Just like the two brothers and sisters, they still have the energy to sit by the fire and read a book in the middle of the night.

If nothing else goes wrong, they should see daybreak and start a new day of busy life directly.

"Mengmeng, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Alexa asked with a surprised expression.

At this time in the past, Ye Qimeng had indeed fallen into a deep dream, but this inexplicably alluring book "The Travels of Rolandre Shakeli" made it difficult for her to relax her nerves, and she was still awake even in the middle of the night. It's normal during the day.

"This book is full of travel notes and there is no so-called transfiguration. It's really a pity."

Ye Qimeng said as she picked up the fruit knife on the kitchen shelf and smiled at the book cover placed next to the stove. The burning fire in the living room shone on the side of her face from a distance, making her She looked dangerously sinister.

"What...are you doing?" Alex was stunned by her appearance, couldn't help but put down the book in his hand and took a few steps back, and asked tremblingly.

"I think I've found a solution to the problem." Ye Qimeng smiled crookedly and said something meaningful. The way he held the knife in his right hand looked like a serial killer.

She turned the book to the last page she wanted with her left hand. After confirming that there was no extra paper blocking her, she inserted the knife into the book and roughly penetrated the thick back cover.

With such a smooth finish, even Alex, who is usually very bold, was frightened and couldn't help but sigh: "This woman has always done things that are a bit unbelievable..."

Ye Qimeng held the handle of the knife and pushed hard towards the blade. A large gash was opened on the back cover, and then she put down the fruit knife in her hand.

She inserted her fingers into the gap and pulled hard, and the entire paper on the back cover was peeled off.

With a skillful move of her palm, a small purple flame appeared in the palm of her hand, adding a bright light to the dark kitchen and making Ye Qimeng's vision clearer.

"The inside of the back cover of this book...is actually..." She couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

Alex walked up quickly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Alexa followed closely and asked her equally nervously: "Is there anything strange about this book? Have you discovered anything new?"

Suddenly, Ye Qimeng was like a deflated balloon. He lowered his head and said in frustration: "It's actually empty... I actually destroyed such a high-end gold-gilded book! I should have been able to sell it for some money." ....."

"I see, there is usually nothing on the back cover of books." Alexa looked at the messy scraps of paper beside the stove, and suddenly realized what Ye Qimeng wanted to do, and comforted her.

"What else can I do for you..." Alex returned to the sofa next to the fireplace very speechlessly and continued to read the unfinished book.

Ye Qimeng put the purple flame in her palm close to the book. The mess made her a little embarrassed and she could only say: "It seems that I have to go to the attic to search carefully..."

She really didn't want to go back to that eerie attic. Besides, there was a sculpture of Rolandel's mutated and shrunken image inside, which was really scary.

Before she finished speaking, Alexa pointed to the fragment of the book in her hand in surprise: "You see there seems to be some vague writing on it..."

Ye Qimeng followed her gesture and looked at the shredded paper at hand. The writing on the part close to Zi Yan was obviously clearer, while there were only sporadic writing marks on the paper far away from Zi Yan.

As if she realized something, she held the purple flame in her right hand and carefully baked the paper with the remaining warmth.

As expected, more handwriting appeared in front of them under the burning of the purple flames, and judging from the few intact handwritings, it was still words written in the ancient elven language.

The ancient elven language on it is the language originally written on the Shiguolin Stone Gate. It seems that this book, like the Stone Gate, is partly a product of the world of gods.

Rolandel's powerful transformation ability is probably not innate, but he accidentally obtained these secret transformation spells.

However, since he has been missing for more than a hundred years, there is no point in continuing to track him down.

The top priority is to find the spell to transform into an elf, which might be able to hide her identity for a while.

***

These pieces of paper just fit together into a large piece of paper filled with spells. It took them a long time to put it together, and now it was finally time to try these magical spells.

It was not difficult to understand the words above, but the scrawled handwriting made it difficult for Ye Qimeng.

There are creases in the places where some words are located, and it is impossible to tell what the original shape is. Just like Rolandel's later appearance, it is impossible to imagine that he was such a handsome man before.

She can only forcefully use the incredible power she possesses: telepathy.

Ye Qimeng gently stroked the rough light yellow paper, feeling the ancient ink marks on it, trying to communicate with it smoothly with her heart.

In an instant, the heaven and earth changed, and everything became silent.

Alexa and Alex around him also disappeared, leaving Ye Qimeng alone in the boundless darkness.

Ye Qimeng was not surprised by this situation. There should be people or elves or other creatures in the depths of darkness who could guide her to understand these difficult transformation magics.

"Do you really want to learn this transformation technique? Can you withstand everything it brings to you?" A figure appeared in the darkness, asking her with a gentle voice whether she was ready to face the upcoming challenge.

Ye Qimeng just replied calmly: "Okay."

Just two words, firm and without regrets.

The shadowy figure in the darkness seemed hesitant and continued to ask, "Have you really made your decision? Do you really not regret it?"

"Really, I have already decided. You don't need to ask anymore. The fact that I can appear here means that I need this transformation technique." Ye Qimeng patiently told the visitor his reasons: "I need to become an elf. In order to cover up my human identity, I can do business in the southern territory of White Flame City."

The black shadow stopped moving forward and was silent for a long time.

Finally, he walked out of the dark cover and revealed his true appearance.

"Rolandel Xia Keli?" After seeing his appearance, Ye Qimeng couldn't help but call out his name.

She had never seen Rolandal's true appearance when he was young. She had only seen his portrait on the cover of the book "The Travels of Rolandal Shakree".

But his pair of extremely dazzling purple eyes really impressed her, and the tall male elf in front of her who was very similar to the portrait and also had purple eyes must be Rolandel Shakeli.

"Are you calling my name?" Rolandel was obviously a little surprised and asked Ye Qimeng directly.

"Isn't your name Rolandre Xia Keli?" Ye Qimeng was a little confused by his rhetorical question.

Rolandel looked calm and composed, and narrated calmly: "I have many names, and my name is all things in this world. I also have many identities, and my identity is also all things in this world."

"So you are the ancestor of transformation?" Ye Qimeng asked according to his own understanding.

"You can say that." Rolandel replied after thinking carefully.

"Then, you are Rolandre Xia Keli." Ye Qimeng felt that his eyes were correct, and the person in front of him must be the long-missing Wang Fu.

Rolandel still looked nonchalant and said calmly: "This name may be my name when I was an elf... But I have too many names, even I can't remember them clearly... ....”

"Then let's start teaching the art of transformation." Ye Qimeng saw that he was a little confused about the situation, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him seemed a little unreliable.

However, since she is the originator of the art of transformation after all, teaching her a small transformation spell should be a piece of cake.

"Okay, as you wish."

The next second, a cold kiss fell on Ye Qimeng's forehead.

An energy like mist in the mountains was transmitted to her body along the kiss, making her instantly feel clear and clear, as if she understood the true meaning of transfiguration: understanding the true appearance of everything.

The kiss was unusually long, and she could feel her feet that were already numb from standing, but she didn't dare to move for fear of interrupting this strange teaching ceremony.

It wasn't until the kiss ended that Ye Qimeng felt what the kiss of death was.

There seemed to be a voice in her heart telling herself that Rolandel had died long ago, and all that was left was his afterimage left in the spell.

It seems that Queen Silena's prayers to the God of Shadows were in vain.