The diary was very long. It recorded the gradual growth of her grandmother from an ignorant young girl. That inexplicable feeling made Connie's heart flutter.
The various ties and separations between her grandmother and her master were not like a pair of lovers, but more like a competition between a wanderer and a follower.
They had never expressed their feelings to each other, and even their conversations were extremely limited.
This was because every conversation was recorded in detail in the diary, including his expression and tone when he spoke. It was as if the diary wanted to remember his voice and appearance.
Her grandmother was lowly.
But she did all this happily, as if she was chasing after her faith.
Connie had heard her grandmother tell her stories about the Hairless Monk when she was young, and more than once.
But she did not know that in those stories her grandmother told her, even if she did not personally experience them, she was a close observer.
And the increasingly powerful master in her grandmother's diary used to be so domineering and unparalleled. But he was also as gentle as water.
Connie only came back to her senses after reading more than half of the first diary. Judging from the time, she should probably flip through the diary in reverse to find the diary related to her brother faster.
But when Connie closed the diary, she accidentally flipped to a page of the diary that was full of scribbles and scribbles.
Her grandmother's handwriting was very elegant, and there were very few scribbles and amendments in the diary.
But this diary page was extremely messy, and there were even a few scribbles. The tip of the pen almost pierced through the paper, as if it was a bloody letter written on a piece of cloth.
"What's going on?" Connie looked at the scribbles, and could almost feel her grandmother's fear. She looked at it uneasily.
"Crazy! Crazy! They've all gone crazy …
They're dancing a terrifying dance around the altar, and they're shouting strange noises.
Many people who had died miserably were hung upside down on the gallows. Everyone … including the children, had a strange and excited smile on their faces. Their red eyes looked as if they were possessed by demons, and they were dancing and shouting tirelessly.
A terrifying shadow shrouded the entire Urba Tribe. I seem to have seen an indescribable thing in that shadow. It has the head of an octopus, and … "(A mess of scribbles, and ink covered almost all the words)
That must be a demon!
They worshipped an evil god, and sold their souls to the demon, and then fell into madness.
They discovered us, and started charging towards us …
They wanted to eat us. Through their eyes, I could confirm that they saw us as food.
Rex stood in front of me, and made them retreat.
But they were indifferent... like starving wolves, they continued to charge towards us.
I saw the terrifying existence in the shadow, and it seemed to be staring at us........................................................................
...
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They began to kill each other in their madness, and Rex took me to higher ground.
We heard terrifying noises coming from the valley. I could feel his fear. We leaned against each other, but we felt fear and coldness from each other.
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. We returned to the valley again, and saw a horrifying scene …
Almost everyone in the tribe was dead, and they died horrible deaths. Most of them must have died from biting each other. There was not a complete corpse.
But there were some who did not die. They smelled our scent, and attacked us again.
This time, Rex did not run away.
He killed the orcs who had fallen into madness. Then, he lit a fire and brought me away from there …
. The demon in the shadow killed everyone in the Urba tribe …
... This was a terrifying deal … a terrifying sacrifice …
. "
The diary stopped abruptly. Connie slowly placed the diary on his knees. He felt that his back and forehead were drenched in cold sweat. His heart was filled with fear, and the horrifying scene kept appearing in his mind.
The Urba tribe was not massacred by Master, but by a strange and terrifying sacrifice.
It was just that the only two people who had personally witnessed this incident did not tell the truth to the public.
Perhaps the existence they saw in the shadow was too horrifying, so they did not dare to mention it to the outside world. They even did not hesitate to bear the infamy of being a homicidal maniac.
What exactly is the demon in the shadow? Connie frowned as he thought. He hesitated for a while, and continued to flip through the diary.
The diary was not updated for many days after that. Occasionally, there were one or two entries, but they were all written like, "Today, I dreamed of that terrifying place again …"
The diary did not record what the dream was, but his grandmother was troubled by this terrifying dream for a whole year. Then, she started writing a new diary.
The Hairless Monk was notorious for massacring the Urba tribe. Even during the chaotic tribal war era, he became the orc tribe's public enemy.
Because of this, his grandmother was grounded by his great-grandfather, and was not allowed to leave the tribe.
This three-year pursuit seemed to have come to an end.
Just like that day when he sent her to the cliff outside the tribe, he said as he looked at the sunset, "Perhaps, we will not meet again."
From then on, his grandmother never saw him again.
Of course, very few people in this world saw him again.
Three years later, she married the youngest and bravest warrior in the tribe. That warrior later became the chief of the tribe, who was her grandfather.
Her married life was peaceful and elegant. There was no craziness or danger, and she never left the tribe again.
The diary flowed like water, with a tinge of bliss in its calmness. However, compared to before, it seemed to have lost some flavor.
The major events of the Falk Tribe and the names that Connie was familiar with appeared in the diary. However, she was like a passer-by. She recorded everything calmly, and did not feel anything.
Rex's name and that terrifying night did not appear in the diary again.
Connie put down the first diary, picked up the third diary, and flipped to the middle and back.
She saw that her grandmother seemed to be rather happy when she was born. However, this was what was written in the diary. "You are a dark and ugly little fellow. But what can I do? You are my granddaughter, after all. I hope you can become prettier when you grow up. Little Connie, this name was given to you by your grandmother. Grow up quickly. You must see the outside world in the future. "
"Erm …" Connie looked at that dark and ugly description, and was silent for a long time before she flipped to the next page.
In the following diary, she became the character that appeared the most frequently. The first time she learned to speak, the first time she walked, the first time she grew her teeth … Everything could be found in her grandmother's diary.
Tears fell from the corner of Connie's eyes, and landed on the beautiful handwriting on the parchment.
She flipped to the back, and suddenly, the style of the page changed again, and the messy handwriting appeared again.
"Ferdinand killed that dog and hung him on the gallows. The existence in the shadows … appeared again …"
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