Eve is dead?

To avoid the tide from surging out of her body, Su Ran transformed into a wisp of wind, reappearing several meters away.

She directly used magic to escape Isa’s embrace and hurriedly logged off.

As she left, she managed to say, “The incarnation is out of magic essence. I have to go now.”

Immediately, Su Ran’s body dissolved into specks of light and vanished from the forest cabin.

Isa, still immersed in the sweet marshmallows, was stunned when Su Ran used the wind spell. The arms that had been holding her were suddenly empty, leaving nothing but air.

Only when the specks of light symbolizing Her Highness Su Ran had completely disappeared did Isa finally burst out laughing.

“Is something funny?”

Philly, who had witnessed the entire process beside Isa, asked curiously upon seeing her expression.

“No, I was just thinking of something happy.”

Facing Philly’s question, Isa simply explained and quickly changed the subject.

“Right, let’s get Maimai back to her room first. I’ll wait for you to come down so we can eat together.”

Seeing that Isa didn’t want to linger on the topic, Philly didn’t press further.

Everyone has their own little secrets; prying too much would just make her seem tactless.

Maimai, having drunk the blood-replenishing potion, was sleeping so soundly that even Philly carrying her upstairs didn’t wake her.

Presumably, due to the spiritual weakness caused by the Soul Vessel, it would take some time for her to recover.

Watching Philly carefully take Maimai upstairs, Isa, who had been stirring the soup, gradually stopped.

Remembering Her Highness Su Ran’s adorable reaction just now, Isa couldn’t suppress the smile at the corners of her mouth. ‘So Her Highness can be shy too. Her reaction just now was so interesting.’

From the moment she had thrown herself into Her Highness Su Ran’s arms, she had felt the delicate body stiffen. Then, as she’d continued to nuzzle, she’d felt Her Highness’s wildly beating heart. Isa had finally confirmed one thing.

Even if Her Highness Su Ran was a true, lofty goddess, she still had the same physical reactions as her.

“Does that mean, just as Her Highness Su Ran said, that one day I really can help her?”

Remembering what Her Highness Su Ran had once said, Isa’s thoughts gradually became more active.

This help didn’t necessarily require her to be powerful; being able to solve problems in daily life also counted as a form of help.

Looking at the twinkling night sky outside the window, Isa’s mind began to race with possibilities.

Under the shroud of night, the repaired Laita City had taken on a new look. Outside the city walls, the corpses of magical beasts were piled nearly as high as the walls themselves.

The bodies of these magical beasts that had participated in the summoning array could no longer be guaranteed safe.

As a precaution, they all had to be burned.

This time, Laita City had only suffered losses from the beast tide attack, with no profitable gains whatsoever.

But having managed to keep their lives, the people in the city didn’t dare to hope for anything more.

At this moment, outside Laita City, a troop of well-armed knights and a carriage drawn by four celestial horses were heading toward the city.

The soldiers, having just experienced the beast tide, still retained a battlefield vigilance and raised their torches, calling out a query.

“Who goes there?”

The white-robed man at the head of the group heard the question and raised a hand to halt the procession behind him.

The knights stopped in their tracks without a single sound of disorder, a perfect display of discipline.

“Please pass on the message. Finnesa, under the orders of the Church, has come to escort Her Highness the Holy Maiden back to the Holy City.”

…the beautiful scenery.

…dressed in a witch’s outfit.

With that thought, Su Ran acted decisively, opening the system’s inventory to take out two…

After double-checking that the two pigtails on her head were tied securely and wouldn’t easily come loose…

Su Ran placed the dinner on the dining table. She finally had the mind to…

‘How can this book even be called a “Compendium”?’

[It’s like how “wife cakes” don’t contain wives, and “pineapple buns” don’t contain pineapples. “Compendium” is just part of the title.]

“Did I say you could talk? Shut up!”

‘No matter how thin it is, it should still be helpful to me.’

With a serious attitude for learning, Su Ran opened the first page of the book.

Inside, it did record some general information about magic essence circuits.

Magic essence circuits were not normally channels for containing magic essence; only a few possessed natural effects.

For example, a wider constructed magic essence circuit could increase one’s explosive power, while a more slender one would reduce the speed of magic essence flow, allowing for more precise control.

Before coming into contact with the knowledge of superhumans, Su Ran had no idea that such things as magic essence circuits even existed.

Nor did she know that there were so many details to pay attention to hidden within them.

Unaware that the soup Isa had made was already gone, Su Ran immersed herself in the contents of the Magic Essence Circuit Compendium.

“How to construct a magic essence circuit suitable for oneself.”

Finally, Su Ran saw the page she was most interested in. For her, who was about to enter Sequence One, it held a fatal attraction.

Flipping the page open, Su Ran’s eyes were met with a completely blank space. There was nothing written on it.

“Where’s the rest? How could this author be so wicked, digging a hole and not filling it!”

The content she needed most was missing from the book. No wonder the system had been so quick to give her the reward this time.

Returning the Magic Essence Circuit Compendium to her inventory, Su Ran finally remembered that a teacher from Beizhou Academy had come to find her this morning.

It seemed that before he left, she had told him to leave whatever he had for her at the door.

Due to her meditation and Maimai waking up, Su Ran had almost forgotten about it.

Opening the door, a white flower that had faintly lost its luster was attached to a letter. On it, elegant handwriting read, “For Miss Su Ran.”

Taking the letter, Su Ran closed the door and began to read its contents seriously.

But the more she read this letter, the paler her face became, her eyes filling with disbelief.

‘Eve is dead?’