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"Well, I really need to learn..."

Edward scratched his head. Once Bernadette learned Chinese and read Roselle's diary, he wondered if she would change her obsession with finding her father and just treat him as dead.

Seeing her nod, Edward could only take out the materials he had specially compiled for teaching Lilith, "Then let's start with pinyin."

"Pinyin?"

"You can simply understand it as Loenese. The phonetic symbols of Intis are used to learn pronunciation."

Lilith ran over and said proudly, "Miss Lilith has already learned it a long time ago~ a, o, e, i, u, v..."

She began to recite the pinyin letters while shaking her head.

Compared to Lilith's "barbaric learning method" and "rote memorization" when learning pinyin, Edward taught Bernadette from the basic principles such as initials and finals.

Bernadette listened attentively and mastered Pinyin in no time. However, Edward did not start teaching her Chinese characters. Instead, he expanded her knowledge and extended the teaching content to the origin of Pinyin letters. He then directly switched from Chinese teaching to English teaching, from letters, vowels and consonants to grammatical phrases and sentences.

When Edward took out a thick Level 6 vocabulary book and asked her to recite it, she seemed to suddenly understand and frowned and said, "You... didn't teach me Roselwen?"

"…"

Edward coughed a few times, "This actually also falls into the category of Roselwen."

Her blue eyes stared at Edward so steadily that he felt uncomfortable all over.

Fortunately, Lilith spoke at this time: "Edward, Miss Lilith is hungry!"

Edward took out a small dried fish for her, "Don't you have dried rat?"

She ate the dried fish and muttered, "I have to change my taste once in a while~"

"Your Majesty, would you like something to eat?"

Bernadette nodded, "Just give me a piece of bread and a glass of water. ~餿.搜_暁?税?茫? ·首+发·"

Edward took out two loaves of bread and two bottles of water and shared half with her.

I have had meals with this mysterious queen several times. She was not at all reserved like a noble lady when eating. She took big bites of bread and drank water. This was probably a habit she developed after being a pirate queen for dozens or even hundreds of years.

So from the time I got the bread and water to the time I finished eating, it only took two or three minutes in total.

Bernadette stood up and said, "Okay, let's go. I'll continue teaching during the next break. This time I want to learn the real Rosel language."

"OK."

After packing up the tent, they set out on the dark and silent road again.

...

The base of the half-ruined Temple of the Fallen Creator.

Amon, wearing a black classical robe, a pointed hat and a monocle, was lying casually beside a wall with a painting of a hanged man, and from time to time he picked up a stone to smash the painting on the wall.

Pop.

"Oh, that's boring."

Pop.

"I was driven down."

Pop.

"It's fun that I finally discovered."

Pop.

"Where should we go next?"

Pop.

Amon paused in throwing the stone and turned his head to look upwards. "Huh? This aura, is it the power of the Hanged Man? Why did he come out and wander around?"

He sat down lazily, "My intuition tells me... there seems to be fun again."

Amon stretched out his hand and reached forward casually. His figure appeared outside the temple. He yawned and walked slowly towards the door, as if he was taking a stroll. "I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well go for a walk."

As He walked into the darkness alone, the hidden monsters immediately became agitated and rushed over from all directions. However, in an instant, all the monsters that rushed over were parasitized by Him and became pairs of eyes that He spread out.

...

Backlund Jowood District, Xio and Fors's rental house. *小¨税^C\M·S? *庚¨鑫*最′快,

After Fors hurried home, she was relieved to see that Xio was safe and sound, then she rushed into the house and started packing.

"Fors, what are you doing?"

Xio hurriedly followed him in, "Where have you been during the two days you were missing?"

"We'll talk on the way."

Fors handed her a packed box and said, "Hurry up and help pack the things."

"What happened?"

"I can't really explain it, but it's very troublesome. It's really very troublesome."

Fors didn't know what the images in the photos represented, but she knew that being associated with the royal family would definitely not be a good thing. In addition, Klein had specifically reminded her on the way back, so she didn't even have time to share the joy of surviving a disaster with Xio before she had to move out quickly.

Seeing Fors say this, Xio didn't ask any more questions and helped to clean up.

Half an hour later, they packed up their things and left in a hurry, arriving at the safe house that Xio had bought in the East District a long time ago.

Xio pinched her waist and asked with a straight face: "Can you tell me what happened now?"

"Ahhhh!"

Fors rubbed his hair randomly, and after a while he said dejectedly: "This time...it's really different from before."

She then told Xio everything that had happened during this period in detail.

Xio listened with a frown at first, then her eyes widened and her mouth opened wider, until Fors finished speaking, she was completely stunned.

"So you are involved in a major event involving the three major churches, the royal family, and demigods and even angels?"

"And...and this is a big deal, and it might even involve a royal scandal and conspiracy? Are you worried that you'll be silenced later?"

Fors nodded heavily. "This is what the friend who went through life and death with me told me. He is trustworthy."

At this moment, Xio was shocked. Was it because his father was involved in some incident that he was falsely accused of treason and died?

Her mind was suddenly in a mess and she sat down, her fingers clenched unconsciously.

"What did you think of?"

"No, nothing?" Xio rubbed his forehead. "But... if you really say so, just changing our residence won't solve the problem, right? The royal spy agency, MI9, is omnipresent."

As a temporary non-staff member of MI9, although he has not had much contact with them at present, Hugh can still get a glimpse of the horror of this spy agency.

Fors was stunned: "Ah? What should I do then?"

She subconsciously reached for her cigarette, then remembered that she had already finished smoking it in the book world. "How about I go ask my friend, he's also planning to leave Backlund."

Xio frowned: "Who is the friend who opens his mouth and the friend who closes his mouth?"

"Well, his name is Sherlock Moriarty, just... a friend."

Xio thought seriously for a while, "Does Sherlock Moriarty have a special identity? Or is he very powerful?"

Fors was stunned: "He seems to be just an ordinary person, and his strength should only be Sequence 7."

"Then how do you expect him to help you?"

"he..."

Fors recalled her experiences with Klein over the past few days. "I just asked him to help give me some advice. What does it have to do with my strength?"

Xio narrowed her eyes and said, "It seems that you, Fors, really trust him."

Fors felt that her eyes were a little strange, with a hint of gossip in them.

...

A place forsaken by God.

More than two hours had passed since they set out, and Mr. Fool still hadn't replied.

While answering Bernadette's questions about the God-Forsaken Land, Edward began to think of other ways to escape from here besides sacrificing himself to Mr. Fool.

"Edward, there seems to be a fire ahead~"

Lilith suddenly raised her little paw and pointed at the starlight hundreds of meters away.

Edward and Bernadette stopped at the same time. Bernadette asked, "Are they the residents of the God-Forsaken Land, or those monsters?"

"As far as I know, the monsters in the God-Forsaken Land will lurk in the darkness before launching an attack. They won't emit light for such a long time."

"Go and take a look?"

"OK."

Edward extinguished the lights surrounding him until only two were left, and he and Bernadette, each holding a lamp, walked towards the fire.

A few hundred meters away was a camp built on collapsed ruins. Torches were lit all around the camp. The dim light dispelled the darkness and brought a sense of security to the people resting in the camp.

These people were wrapped in animal skins or simple clothes whose original materials could not be identified. All of them looked strange. Some had dozens of tumors, some had eyes almost squeezed together, and some had no nose at all, with a black hole in its place.

A group of people gathered around the campfire, using knives to cut into the grotesque-looking monsters that they had just killed not long ago. Although they knew that these monsters contained toxins and pollution, the people of Moon City still had to eat their meat in order to survive for thousands of years.

"team leader!"

At this time, a young man with a tumor on his face suddenly stared into the distance and whispered, "There is a light over there."

"Light?"

The captain was a man without a nose. He raised his head and his expression instantly became solemn. Carl, who had just joined the hunting mission, subconsciously shrank closer to the captain. "Could it be a monster?"

The captain stood up immediately. "It's unlikely, but just in case... everyone be on alert!"

The seven or eight people in the camp immediately picked up the weapons at hand, and then stared at the light that was getting closer and closer. As long as the captain gave the order, they would launch a thunder attack without hesitation.

The captain's heart was pounding, and he had a vague guess: if the habits of those monsters had not changed, then the people coming might be other people - people from outside Moon City!

Chapter 347: Moon City People