Chapter 113

“Let’s see whose fate is harder.”

[An Su United Kingdom Bern]

[Rossu Manor]

[June 24, 741 AD]

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[An Su United Kingdom Bern]

[Jewel Avenue 71]

[Miss Xia’er]

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Dear Xia’er:

It took some time, but I translated all the copied text… Honestly, it’s not easy to understand; this is due to my skill level.

However, there are too many errors in the latter parts, making it impossible to provide detailed translations.

If you think the translation isn’t good enough, can I send the copied text to An Su? I know a professor who specializes in ancient An Su language; she could do a much better job than me.

Xia’er continued reading further down, where Eivana had provided some analysis on each word.

Eivana pointed out numerous writing mistakes made by Xia’er, even specifying regional translations and interpretations from different scholars over time, filling several pages.

The final attachment contained Eivana’s refined translation of the original ancient An Su text.

This work clearly took much more time than what Eivana mentioned in her letter.

It’s evident that Eivana put a lot of effort into researching and possibly worked through the night to produce this translation. Given Eivana’s limited knowledge of ancient An Su, the workload seemed even greater.

This meticulous and rigorous translation, akin to a research report, would indeed be of great help to Xia’er.

Unconsciously, Xia’er found herself once again indebted to Eivana.

As for how to repay this debt, Xia’er had already thought of a way.

Eivana’s potion got stuck at the second stage “Psychologist,” despite smoothly digesting the first stage “Listener.” The obstacle at “Psychologist” has been difficult to overcome.

Eivana was deeply troubled by this during the last simulation.

Xia’er decided that after completing the replication ritual for her new potion during the next simulation, she would find the cause and help Eivana resolve this issue when she had free time.

Xia’er naturally noticed Eivana’s fondness for her, and whenever it came to Xia’er’s affairs, Eivana was extra attentive and diligent.

But Xia’er still had a mental barrier, feeling somewhat ashamed about accepting Eivana’s feelings.

That barrier was the “Friend Fee,” the Pact of the Order’s Eye.

Even though Eivana had the “Sacrificial Sacred Relic,” Xia’er couldn’t help but wonder how much of Eivana’s affection was genuine and how much was due to the pact.

However, Xia’er decided not to dwell on this matter.

If she wasn’t sure, she could simply be honest about it during the simulation.

Regardless of the outcome, at least Xia’er wouldn’t be tormented by her own doubts.

Xia’er took out the attachments from the envelope and unfolded the papers.

“Fate Hardship (?) arrives, the Three Life Instruments (?) are punished.”

“The chosen ones change unpredictably, unwilling to follow the Fated (?).”

“The rules remain unclear, distorting the Fated (?) will only bring evil punishment.”

“The dire consequences will follow like shadows, irreversible and irreparable.”

“The first calamity has arrived, the subsequent disasters will follow.”

The first document, refined by Eivana, was presented to Xia’er.

The places marked with question marks in red ink were areas where Eivana herself was uncertain about the translation, as she couldn’t fully grasp the meaning.

But Xia’er understood.

Most likely, Eivana did not make any translation errors.

Fate Hardship, Three Life Instruments, Fated…

Fated…

Xia’er was very familiar with this term.

When the system activated, its first lesson was “Fated Death.”

Overcoming “Fated Death” would bring Xia’er substantial rewards, while “Fated Death” originally referred to an inevitable calamity in one’s fate.

“System, someone stole your lines.”

Xia’er called out to the system internally, hoping to glean some information.

Soon, a silver-white screen appeared before Xia’er.

I’ve Open-Sourced It.

Oh wow, there’s also a Source God here.

Do you know who did it?

Xia’er continued trying, but the system’s reply screen never reappeared.

Just as Xia’er prepared to continue deciphering these sentences, a spark of inspiration flashed through Xia’er’s mind, and she seized it immediately.

Open-Sourced?

Although the system didn’t say much, it did reveal some information.

The term “Open-Sourced” proved that it was created by the system itself.

Moreover, the system did not deny Xia’er’s statement, “Someone stole your lines,” suggesting that the person or thing leaving this message likely had a close connection to the system.

This wasn’t just idle speculation. In such a situation, any possible idea should be considered.

First, focus on a potential breakthrough point and delve deeper. Perhaps there would be unexpected discoveries.

Sometimes, the truth lies in the smallest details.

Even if there were no results, it would rule out one wrong answer.

Xia’er proceeded with this line of thought, continuing to deduce further to see if her reasoning held up.

Fate Hardship, Three Life Instruments, Fated.

The Chosen Ones…

Xia’er wrote these four words on a blank sheet of paper, lightly tapping the phrase “The Chosen Ones” with her pen.

She slowly drew an arc with her pen, connecting “The Chosen Ones” and “Three Life Instruments.”

“The Chosen Ones,” most likely referred to Xia’er, Lucy, and Obold.

Then, what were the “Three Life Instruments”?

Three Life Instruments…

Instrument…

Xia’er opened the letter Eivana had written to her previously, flipping to the last two pages and searching through them.

Soon, she found the word, which indeed had different translations, including variations formed by different prefixes under the same root. Eivana’s work was meticulous.

In modern An Su language, “Instrument” could be translated as “tool,” “container,” or “handcrafted item,” all related to usable items.

However, in ancient An Su language, the term had different connotations depending on the context or organization.

Xia’er copied all the words with the same root that Eivana had collected onto her notebook in An Su language.

“Relic,” “Holy Grail,”

“Amulet,” “Tool”……

These words share the same root. It’s possible that Xia’er copied them incorrectly, but these terms are very likely the original ones.

After all, memorizing several large segments of unfamiliar words from imagination alone is indeed too difficult. Xia’er could only imagine them as images to barely remember the first few segments.

After carefully comparing the analysis and translation of these words, Xia’er fixed her gaze on the term “Sealed Object.”

“Sealed Object” is an ancient Old An Su word, indicating items with religious or historical significance. In the context of “Mortality Artifacts,” it can refer to ancient and mysterious divine artifacts.

Ancient and mysterious divine artifacts…

Could I interpret it as a powerful Sealed Object?

Then, could the meaning of “Mortality Artifact” be “a Sealed Object related to destiny?”

If that’s the case…

Xia’er looked again at the prompt text refined by Aivana.

“The fate comes, and the three Mortality Artifacts are punished.”

Something is punishing three Sealed Objects related to destiny…

No, no, no, I need to connect it with the “chosen one” mentioned later.

For a moment, Xia’er felt like she was back to when she first started learning Old An Su, as if she was struggling with English in a past life.

Is it a Sealed Object held by the chosen one, related to destiny?

A Sealed Object related to destiny…

Sealed Object…

Related to destiny…

The first thing Xia’er thought of was the “Strong Fortune Coin” in Lucy’s hand.

If a Sealed Object is strongly associated with destiny, Xia’er would certainly bet on the “Strong Fortune Coin.”

Moreover, at the end, the Sealed Object that clearly belonged to herself returned to Lucy’s hand, as if it was bound to her.

During the fire tornado disaster, the “Strong Fortune Coin” in Lucy’s hand changed, breaking the daily limit of twice, and could adjust its landing point according to Lucy’s will—this was an extremely terrifying breakthrough and evolution.

‘I can control it.’

Xia’er recalled the words Lucy said in a frenzy during the expansion of the fire tornado.

This is a Sealed Object bound to Lucy, related to destiny, and Lucy has yet to fully master it.

A single person’s Sealed Object isn’t enough to convince Xia’er of this version of the theory and translation.

Xia’er thought of Obold.

Obold also benefited significantly when following the “Doom Rule,” and his potion digestion became smoother.

He, who originally had no chance at reaching the fourth tier, could now look forward to it again—this was why he endured such a tormenting life, staying in the Clock Tower Lane District.

Then, what about Obold’s Sealed Object related to destiny?

Xia’er recalled the purple-veined crystal eye that stared at her intently on the dining table when she disguised herself as a judge and visited Obold’s home.

Obold obtained so much knowledge about the “Doom Rules” through the Sealed Object he called the “Evil Eye”—he could be considered the one with the most complete understanding among the three.

Clearly, the “Evil Eye” is the Sealed Object related to destiny that Obold controls.

Thinking of this, Xia’er’s brows furrowed slightly.

Lucy and Obold make sense.

But how do I explain myself?

Where did she get a Sealed Object related to destiny?

What kind of Sealed Object related to destiny does she have?

Aside from the “Lethal Bloody Orchid,” she only has the exclusive Sealed Object “Echo of Silver White Time Binder.”

Wait!

Xia’er opened the system and looked again at the description of the “Echo of Silver White Time Binder.”

[“Echo of Silver White Time Binder (damaged beyond repair)”]: Exclusive Sealed Object, already bound, gains more abilities as the Sealed Object is repaired.

The “Echo of Silver White Time Binder” is not in its complete state.

Who can guarantee that its complete state doesn’t include abilities related to destiny?

Connecting this with the system’s previous mention of “open-source,” Xia’er felt her line of thought could be connected.

First, the term “Fated” appearing in front of her during the simulation came from the system, which is certain.

Xia’er basically ruled out the threat of the “Doom Rule” coming from some organization or powerful individual.

Even if they knew about the Sealed Objects in Lucy’s and Obold’s hands, Xia’er could understand, but they absolutely couldn’t know about the Sealed Object on her own body.

Even if they did know, they could act in the dark while Xia’er was in the light. If they wanted to kill Xia’er and take the Sealed Object, they could do so at any time without making a big fuss—like using a meteor to destroy a city!

“System, is that piece of ‘Echo of Silver White Time Binder’ used for repairing the ‘Echo of Silver White Time Binder’?”

Xia’er asked the system internally.

This time, the system didn’t respond, but Xia’er was already quite confident, having at least a thirty percent certainty.

Usually, when the system doesn’t respond, it means Xia’er is on the right path.

Only if Xia’er took the wrong path would the system be eager to mock her.

A thirty percent certainty… it was enough for Xia’er to give it a try.

She flipped open her notebook, picked up a pen, and began to think.

A thirty percent probability was already very high, high enough for Xia’er to venture into a future simulation to test her idea.

The key now was what plan Xia’er should use to prove her correctness.

First, she needed to prove her line of thought.

Second, try digesting new potions to earn Mortality Points.

Third, find a way for Aivana to digest the second tier.

This was Xia’er’s priority list for the next simulation.

The importance of the first point was self-evident; the investigation was for survival. If she could survive, everything else would fall into place.

The second point was also crucial; the more Mortality Points Xia’er had, the more secure she would be, and she might even be able to start another simulation further ahead. This crisis spanned a long period, and a thirty-day simulation might not be sufficient.

Xia’er reached out, dipped her pen in ink, and began writing.

[Try living by the Doom Rules for a few days and see if anything changes. Don’t try to find Lucy and Obold for now.]

[Write the Doom Rules into a letter and send it to Aivana, asking her to pass it on to Lucy and Obold in a form that cannot be traced. Let them know the Doom Rules in advance, but add some fictitious rules to control them.]

[If they don’t follow your instructions… you secretly break the rules, making them believe you are the one giving the punishment.]

[Let’s see whose fate is harder.]