"Another notebook..."
Two fingers held the notebook suspended in front of him, and at this moment, Ronald felt as if he were playing a puzzle-like horror game.
The diary he received at the beginning of his journey, the report he saw at the investigative bureau, and now the notes in his own hands.
Items like these seemed to appear a bit too frequently.
But since the items had been uncovered, he couldn't just ignore them...
While thinking this, Ronald didn't immediately start to flip through the notebook.
Commanding the black mist, he casually threw other useless objects far into the sea, then immediately walked toward the spot where he had just dug up the notebook.
—This was a location on the very outskirts of the battlefield.
Not only was it far from the centre of the skirmish, but it had even reached an area where coastal plants grew. The ground was covered with many ravines, which had just been filled in by the black mist.