Chapter 229 Isabel's Investigation
After finally waiting for the ferocious-looking man to leave, Isabel staggered out from under the quilt to investigate.
She felt dizzy, as if a heavy lead weight was weighing down her brain, and even the slightest movement of her head sent waves of pain through her. This made her afraid to move too quickly, and she was so weak that she could barely stand.
When she climbed out of bed, she almost missed a step and fell down.
The intense fear instantly soaked her back with cold sweat, followed by waves of severe pain in her brain.
This made her face frown immediately, and she curled up on the edge of the bed.
My stomach was nauseous, and my skin and bones were aching all the time. Even if I touched them with my hands, the pain would only get worse.
"……it hurts."
She murmured softly and climbed out of bed.
Just then, a bolt of lightning struck outside.
The next moment, the candles in the house suddenly went out in the absence of wind. At the same time, the window was suddenly pushed open by the wind, and the sound of the whistling rain suddenly became louder.
She subconsciously wanted to scream, but Isabel held it back.
—There's no point in yelling. Don't embarrass yourself, Isabel... You won't die anyway.
She said to herself fiercely in her heart.
This time, no one could come to help her. Isabel had no idea which floor Aiwass and Sherlock were on... If they were on a floor below her, they wouldn't be able to help her at all.
But at least one thing is certain, that is, there is definitely no one else on her current floor.
And even if she died, it didn't matter; it would only mean falling one level. Although Isabel didn't quite understand what she should do, she at least understood the rules—she couldn't appear on the zeroth floor, so even if she died, it didn't matter.
And if you are on a lower floor, someone should come down soon. If you haven't seen anyone, it means you are probably on a higher floor.
——So what she had to do was to try her best to investigate while holding on for as long as possible.
Maybe there is something that only her level can see.
"...At least, I can't be a burden."
Isabel gritted her teeth, covered her head, and stood up shakily.
Originally, she hadn't called anyone for the last advancement ceremony - it was just that she was lucky that time and met Aiwass and Sherlock, and they happened to decide to help her.
That was their kindness and my good fortune, but it was not protection that should be taken for granted.
They can't protect themselves forever, and one day they will have to walk on their own.
...Grandmother will eventually die, and I will succeed her.
She didn't know when she would become the queen—compared to the nightmare where death was no problem, the reality was an even more nightmare-level promotion ceremony with no chance of replay!
Can't let Aiwass down!
"If you want to die... you should do your best and not just commit suicide and seek help..."
Thinking of this, Isabel stumbled to the open window.
The torrential rain outside soaked Isabel in an instant. She tried to close the window, but found she couldn't reach it at all—perhaps she could stand on a stool, but she wasn't sure if she could even stand steadily or if she wouldn't fall.
At this moment, her eyes suddenly widened. She discovered something.
That was something she had to go to the window in the heavy rain to see—
I saw the stars in the sky outside the window flickering, as if vaguely forming some words.
She stood there in the pouring rain, concentrating on reading for a long time. Only after her whole body was completely soaked did she finally understand the word.
That's not a word, it's the number "201".
The starlight was guiding her to room 201!
Isabel perked up.
She hastily wiped her face with a towel. With no clothes to change into, she could only stumble out of the house, holding her rain-soaked body.
As she walked, she realized she was dizzy and even a little off balance. She took two quick steps and nearly bumped into the door handle.
Realizing that her health was worse than she had imagined, she became more cautious and started walking step by step while holding onto the wall.
Her steps became weaker and weaker, and her vision became blurry.
The storm lashed against the windows. Faintly, she could hear little girls singing, arguing, something falling to the ground, and women screaming. But Isabel couldn't tell if it was her hallucination. She only felt her consciousness becoming a little blurry, and her eyes were spinning.
Room 202 was only a short distance from Room 201, but it took her a long time to walk.
——Is this really just a cold and fever?
Isabel had such doubts in her mind.
She walked to Room 201 and was about to tiptoe to open the door handle.
But at this moment, the doorknob moved on its own. Then the old door creaked and opened by itself.
Isabel's breath suddenly stopped, and her heart stopped beating. She stood there motionless as if she had been struck by a spell.
——Is there anyone inside?
But after a long time, she heard no sound from inside. Even the singing, the noise, and the loud bangs disappeared. Only the roaring rain and the irregular clattering of the windows due to the wind were left.
She gritted her teeth and pushed the door open. As soon as she let go, the door closed by itself.
The house was pitch black, with no signs of anyone having lived there. But even so, she felt it was getting weirder.
Even if someone suddenly rushes out and kills me...
At this moment, another thunder struck.
In that moment of lightning, she clearly saw a little blonde girl with a purple face standing outside the window.
——But this is the second floor.
Isabel finally screamed.
She immediately turned around, jumped up and pulled the door handle, but the door seemed to be stuck and could not be opened no matter how many times she pulled.
She suddenly exerted force, pulled the door handle down, opened the door, and rushed out -
But outside the door was not a corridor at all, but a sealed red brick wall. She bumped into the wall, and her skin became even more painful. She even got a little skin scraped off her arm when she subconsciously blocked it.
She turned around again in horror and found that the girl outside the window had disappeared.
The house was empty again.
Isabel swallowed hard, took a few deep breaths, and forced herself to calm down.
She had a vague idea and closed the door again. Then she opened it again.
This time, there was another change outside the door - it became a staircase leading upwards.
This time, Isabel was in no hurry to go out. She just opened the door and walked bravely to the window.
She pressed against the window and looked for a long time, only to find that there was indeed nothing outside.
With the occasional flashes of lightning outside, she could vaguely see the furnishings inside the room. Unlike Room 202, this room had a more lived-in feel. Specifically, there were some books scattered messily on the table, and a somewhat worn stuffed bear.
If the people here disappeared a long time ago, then these things should have been put away.
Isabel walked over carefully and touched the books, finding that there was no dust on them.
She picked up the only open book and waited by the window for the lightning to strike.
After a while, as the lightning faded, she could see the cover of the book clearly.
"...The Wise Man in the Oak."
Her brow furrowed as she murmured, "This is Merlin's story."
Isabel has read the book.
This book tells the story of Merlin, the apostle of Weizhe today, who was once imprisoned in an oak tree by his ex-girlfriend Vivian when he was a human.
He could hear everything outside and could speak, but he couldn't come out or cast spells. The oak tree that sealed him was incredibly hard, and even an axe couldn't cut it down and free him.
So he was regarded as the "inner spirit" of the oak tree.
People heard that there was a wise and spiritual oak tree here, and they came from far and wide to ask it for advice. Later, a knight carrying a red-handled holy sword traveled here and believed that the oak tree was an evil oak that could bewitch people. So he cut the oak tree in half with a single blow of his sword. As a result, he accidentally freed Merlin.
Merlin was grateful to the knight and brought him back to Lancelot, making him a Knight of the Round Table and the ancestor of the founding family of Camelot.
——But as Lancelot's descendant, Isabel certainly knew that the book was wrong.
Because the only knight who could properly wield the red-hilted sword was Galahad. He only received the red-hilted sword after Arthur left the physical world and Lancelot became Lancelot I. By then, he was already a Knight of the Round Table.
...Also, there's a rumor within the Du Lac family that the Camelot family is actually a branch of the Du Lac family.
Because Galahad may be the illegitimate son of Lancelot I. And Galahad has no bloodline from Guinevere.
However, this book appeared here... and it was still open. It was obvious that the owner of the house was still reading it before leaving.
Is there any inherent meaning to this?
“…It would be nice if Aiwass were here.”
Isabel bit her lip, looking a little depressed.
She wasn't as smart as Aiwass or Sherlock, and now her body, feeling almost dead, couldn't do anything. Even her Tao abilities were blocked... and she had no one to communicate with. She had never felt so lonely and terrified, as if she had been abandoned by the world.
She circled the room twice more, seeing nothing different. So she simply stuffed the book into her waist, cinching it against her stomach with her pants. She picked up the stuffed bear again and left the room.
As soon as she stepped onto the stairs, the door behind her automatically closed and locked.
Isabel paused. There was no escape, she thought.
But it didn't matter - she had gradually gotten used to it.
But she walked for a long time, but still could not reach the end. Then Isabel suddenly felt something was wrong.
She held onto the wall to prevent herself from falling. She raised her head and looked upwards, but she couldn't see anything clearly, not even knowing how many floors there were above.
We've come this far, there's no point in going back. The previous doors are all locked, she thought.
But she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the surroundings were getting brighter and brighter. The sound of rain outside was getting thinner and thinner, and gradually became quiet.
The voice of the little girl singing suddenly came clearly, which scared her - the voice came from the teddy bear in her arms.
"Lock her up with the key... lock her up, lock her up... lock her up with the key, dear friend..."
Isabel lost her grip and the stuffed bear fell directly to the ground.
The bear fell, and Isabel instinctively wanted to squat and catch it.
But just as she turned around and bent down to grab it back, she felt a cold little hand gently pushing her from behind.
——Isabelle rolled over and fell down a staircase from an unknown height.
Update completed, today is a 7,000-word update~
The rhinitis has improved a lot, the air purifier saved my cat's life!
It turned out the old air purifier had stopped working... I bought it when I moved in 2016. It cost over 2,000 yuan back then, and it was used to absorb formaldehyde. I changed the filter once, and I only use it two months a year—in March and September, when allergies are most common. But this time, it was practically useless. I wondered if my body had become so weak that even running the air purifier and taking medication had no effect...
As a result, I bought a new air purifier from Huawei for 700 or 800 yuan. The weight and volume are only one-third of the old one. It worked immediately after I turned it on. The day before yesterday, I used more than 100 sheets of paper a day, but only more than 30 sheets the day before yesterday, and only a dozen or twenty sheets yesterday and today. The effect is obvious.
I can only say that the advancement of technology...
(End of this chapter)
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