Chapter 567

Chapter 567: 567

That’s a very noisy diary. \n

I see what my father hated about the paper.

Mr. Fischer shrugs his shoulders.

“Yes, but it’s strange.”

“Ah, when are we talking about this?”

Dinal nodded at Fischer’s words and looked around the room.

It’s a murderous room.

I looked around the room at Mr. Ginal’s words.

A desk in front of the door and a shelf next to the door.

A space without anything else.

“All that’s on the shelf is destroyed.”

Unfortunately, Mr. Ginal touches the wreckage of the paper left on the shelf.

The moment you touch it, the worn-out paper wooshes away.

“Is it gone?”

Fischer rushed to grab Jinal’s arm at the confused voice.

“Are you hurt?”

“What? Oh, it’s okay.”

In Ginal’s response, Fischer had a pleasant expression.

“Don’t touch me by accident.”

“Sorry, but I didn’t think it would go away.”

Dinal apologizes to Fischer and sees the worn-out paper disappear.

That’s right. Why did they disappear? “

Mr. Fischer slipped his finger on the shelf, but shook his neck sideways.

“Nothing left.”

“It’s a disgusting place.”

When I heard Fischer’s words, my father looked disgusted.

I’m sure it’s a little creepy.

The passage of time in this church is strange.

When I looked out, part of the church window was broken and the door was broken.

However, when I went inside, the chair was not broken in any way and it was still strong enough to be used.

That huge painting is vivid without yellowing and seems to have taken little time to complete.\n

But the diary in this room in the church was worn out.

I’m not sure yet, but if the desk and shelf are repaired to a certain extent, it will work.

Even though it’s in the same place, it feels as if each time is going differently.

Let’s get out of this village.

Your father nods at Mr. Ginal’s words.

I get out of the room and look at the painting again.

“Ivy, what’s going on? Do you care?”

Nod to your father’s words.

I remember the contents of that diary.

That church over there, and the wizards.

“Are the people wearing those robes part of the magic team?”

Dinals also see pictures in my words.

People wearing robes that look threatened.

If you look closely, there is something visible in the chain from their robe.

It is painted in detail, but it is too small to understand.

But it looks like it.

“Is the black shadow on the left and right the one in the diary?”

Unless there’s a magic team.

Is that what you said because it cost you your life?

You have to be prepared.

However, those who wrote the diary were more pleased to have made it in time than to spend their lives using magic teams.

I feel like I’m already ready.

So, that preparedness… is more important than your own life?

“If this painting struggle had actually happened, something would have been on the record.However, there is no such record, and I have never heard the legend of this in any village or town.If this painting is a product of imagination, why did the church put it in this prominent place?This place in the church is very important.It is better to think that this painting is based on facts.Well, there’s no record of that. “

Mr. Fischer is right.

It’s not on the record, but you can imagine that this painting is much more important than it is in this part of the church.

A struggle that has not been recorded in history.

Even if the royal family is inconvenient and not on the record, there should be something left for those who survive.

If it stays, the ginals will notice.

I don’t know. \nI looked around the church.

My father is sitting in a chair.

I can’t really sit and break it.

Point your gaze straight at the window where the light is coming in.

The window is broken.

This church has a strange flow of time.

The flow of time?

Yeah, what if this village is older than we thought?

That’s why we couldn’t find any signs of people coming through.

But how old is it?

Look at the picture.

Nothing is recorded.

Memories are managed by the state, right?

Then, more, more, more…

“What if it happened before the country could?”

What?

My words are heard by the ginals.

Turn your eyes to it.

“If this country had happened before, it wouldn’t have been on the record.”

Ah, but if there are people, something will remain.

There are no legends left… perhaps people have perished once?

That’s why the Magic Faction didn’t inherit it now.

The “only magic team” in the diary blurred his head.

Maybe the magic team was wiped out by the users?

From that diary, I felt hatred towards the magic team.

“Don’t even think about it.”

Ginal’s words shook her body.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I surprise you?”

“No, I seem a little overfocused.”

Ginal showed an unfortunate expression when her body trembled at the voice she heard unexpectedly.

\nBatan.

“What’s that sound?”

Something that sounded unexpectedly falling.

Mr Ginal leaves the church in a hurry, so he will follow.

When I looked for Sola and the others, I saw them coming with me.

Sola, Flem, Sol, hurry up.

Sierra is fine, and Tron is in the basket that Fischer has.

No problem.

“It’s broken.”

Following Fischer’s gaze, the house completely collapsed.

“It’s dangerous. Let’s get out of here.”

In Fischer’s words, Ginal quickly picks up the nearby sol.

When his father held Sora and Flem up, he ran towards the gate.

“Ivy”

It’s okay. I’m coming with you.

When I ran to the gate, I heard a bang and a bang from behind.

Run through the gate and through the woods.

When I stopped at some distance and looked back, the gate also collapsed.

Suddenly.

Dinal sighs at his father’s words.

“Maybe something went crazy about us getting in.”

“Pupupupupu ~”

When I saw Sola, there was something in my father’s arm.

“Dad, maybe you’re strong.”

“Hmm? Oh, sorry.”

When your father relaxed his arm, Sola jumped.

And look at the village.

Sola?

Pu ~?

Is it strange that it collapsed suddenly?