CHAPTER 16

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The next morning.

There were several lamps and candlesticks next to Navia.

Flip.

"Marking magic... it's not this."

Flip.

"Hm... it's not this either."

Navia turned the pages quickly and reread what she already knew, but as expected, there was nothing to refer to.

'If not now, I don't know when I will have time to look again...'

Because of that, she did take a nap, but she was so tired. Navia stretched and glanced at the book she had last looked at. It was a thin booklet with dark red leather on it.

<The Gods Of The Outside World>

Navia picked up the book.

"Do the regressions and the black moon have anything to do with this?"

In addition to the God that made up this world, there was an 'external God.' The book described the existence of the external God like this.

The external God is indifferent to human good and evil and considers human beings worthless.

Also, the external God is chaos itself and has the ability to break the laws of the world.

It means that the laws of this world, the rules of magic, are simply ignored. Magic is a great power, but life and death cannot be controlled. In this regard, regression is a force that does not follow the rules of the world, as it is an ability related to life and death.

'If my ability really is the power of an external God, it's even more strange.'

Now she even has the power to steal other people's magic.

'Maybe my biological parents have some secrets?'

Biological parents. Navia bit her lips without realizing it. It was said that she was dumped in a basket when she was a baby.

The only clue to who her biological parents were was one card with her name written on it. The one word 'Navia' was written in a beautiful handwriting.

'It seems that they had the nerve to even name a child they were going to throw away.'

Navia's eyes subsided coldly and soon continued to think as if she never had those thoughts.

In the last 20 years, there had been no one near the nursery with silver hair or red eyes.

'The card was the only trace of my biological parents. As if they intended to isolate me completely.'

Wasn't it because she was unnecessary in the first place?

'If that's the case, it's understandable.'

She had seen, heard, and experienced a lot of things in Agnes, where they easily crushed a child.

Navia left the library after arranging all the books. Her eyes looked as if she were immersed in a deep swamp.

There weren't any special results, so she wasn't able to leave in a good mood.

She was so sleepy she was even dreaming. Navia found Charlotte as she was walking.

"Did you stay up the whole night?"

"A little."

Where in the world do people say you stayed up all night a little? Charlotte was very upset but spoke as if she was relieved.

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