Chapter 40 Black Pages
"Jonathan, you told me that as long as I provoke them, Du Luo and Sha Lan will take the bait and hit me, so that I can operate this matter and gain corresponding benefits. But now Du Luo and Sha Lan have not taken the bait, what should I do?"
In a dilapidated house that had been vacant for a long time next to the slums in Cynthia City, Nano grabbed Jonathan by the collar and kept growling like a desperate dying wild dog.
Jonathan looked at Nano. If it were his old self, seeing Nano in this state, he might have been afraid and might have said something soft, but he was different now.
Jonathan waved his hands to release Nano's grip on his hands and said with a smile : "I originally wanted to use you to attack Shallan, but I didn't expect that this little plan didn't succeed. Although it's a bit regrettable, it doesn't matter to me."
"What about me? What should I do?!"
Nano took another step forward and tried to grab Jonathan's clothes, but Jonathan dodged him lightly.
Looking at Nano, Jonathan's eyes flashed with bloodshot. He looked at Nano with a half-smile and said with a puzzled look: "This is very strange. What should you do? You should ask yourself why you are asking me? Do you think you are still the son of the former mayor?"
Looking at Jonathan in disbelief, Nano's face turned red. He stepped forward and said with gritted teeth: "Jonathan, who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like this? Even if my father died and I lost my position as mayor, I still have the title of viscount.
Although our family's title is not a hereditary title like Shalan's, and the ordinary hereditary title will be reduced by one level every time it is inherited, I am now a thoroughgoing baron of the kingdom, which is much higher than you. How dare you talk to me like this? When I go back, I will make sure you know what a noble is and what the consequences of offending a noble are! "
Listening to Nano's words, Jonathan smiled and nodded, saying, "Of course, of course, I naturally know what the consequences will be if I offend you."
"Hmph, it's good that you know it, but even if you beg me, I won't let you go."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Jonathan shook his head and said with a smile, "You got two things wrong. The first thing is that I won't beg you, so it doesn't matter whether you forgive me or not. The second thing is, why do you think I let you come to this deserted place alone at night? Because I have no intention of letting you go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jonathan's eyes suddenly turned completely dark red, with part of his pupils and whites of his eyes. He looked at Nano, who had a look of horror, and revealed an evil smile.
"You, you, you... who the hell are you? Don't come over here, don't come over here!"
He staggered and turned to escape, but when Nano turned around, he saw Jonathan appeared behind him without him knowing.
The hand with sharp nails instantly grabbed Nano's neck, making Nano unable to utter a word and could only make meaningless cries.
At this time, Jonathan put his face close to Nano and whispered, "I still remember the scene when you and those other people bullied me. I have waited for this day for too long.
Also, considering that you are going to die soon, I can tell you that your death is not worthless. At least it can make Du Luo and Sha Lan, who had a conflict with you during the day, be suspected.
Although it won't affect them too much, it might save their father some trouble, and you'll feel better."
Looking at the weird Jonathan, Nano kept reaching out to pry Jonathan's hands open, but how could his strength compare to Jonathan's now? Jonathan twisted his hands slightly, and Nano's neck broke. He was thrown to the ground by Jonathan with a face full of unwillingness and despair. In his eyes, he saw Jonathan slowly squatting down and taking out a metal bowl full of cracks from his body.
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After Yiwen left, Shallan completely entered into a life that revolved around school, Howard Library, and Werman Manor.
In addition to practicing the "Red Bull Breathing Method" to strengthen his mental strength, Shalan was also constantly studying the "Epic of Loma".
Looking at the Epic of Roma on the table in front of him, Shalan sighed helplessly and muttered to himself, "It's been a month. I have been studying this thing since Yiwen left, but it seems to be a boring third-rate knight novel. What on earth is recorded in this book?"
After flipping through "The Epic of Roma", Shallan threw this third-rate knight novel aside, picked up a pen and quickly wrote out the entire book from beginning to end on a piece of draft paper.
This is a method Shalan invented recently to relieve his depression. In the past few days, he even paid attention to the mistakes and omissions in the printing of letters in the book and wrote them down word for word.
In just fifteen minutes, Shallan finished writing the entire book. He threw his pen on the table and was about to go to bed. But when Shallan got up, he subconsciously looked at the draft paper he used to copy "The Epic of Loma". The letters of the missed words that should have been divided into several pages appeared on a piece of draft paper because he wrote too densely.
Frowning slightly, Shalan looked down at the draft paper, immediately activated his special ability, and focused all his attention on the draft paper.
Taking out another piece of draft paper, Shalan wrote down the wrong words one by one. He looked at the 176 wrong words in total, picked out the wrong letters in them, and arranged them side by side on the third piece of draft paper.
Looking at the incorrectly printed letters, Shalan's face revealed a look of realization and excitement. He knew that he had finally discovered what was hidden in the book.
If we do not consider these letters as the mainland common language letters with errors and omissions, but consider these letters as the letters of another complete language.
Shalan recognized it immediately. These letters that seemed to be the common language of the continent with errors and omissions were actually a widely spread language in the Silver Age, the Borean language letters that he had just learned recently!
Now that we have these letters, how should they be arranged?
Just when he thought of this, Shalan suddenly remembered something. He immediately opened the "Epic of Loma" and wrote together the Borean letters that appeared on the entire page according to the page numbers above. Finally, he formed a short sentence, or a spell, consisting of eighty Borean characters!
Shalan looked at the spell written on the draft paper and recited it word by word. When Shalan finished reciting the last word, the "Epic of Roma" on the table suddenly burned by itself. The burning flame had no temperature and did not damage the table top. It just burned the book "Epic of Roma" ashes, leaving only a pure black page buried in the ashes.
