The messy room was all over the floor, furniture was scattered all over the floor, the dresses, no matter how beautiful they were, to me, it was all just a pile of rags that my father bought for me, not because I don't know how to respect or appreciate money, nor am I a wasteful spender, simply, those clothes are for the "child born of the darkness of the empire" to wear. anyone who watches, only makes the hideous eyes of the commoners and aristocrats scrutinize.

"Fuck! Reallt, A bunch of Gentiles Dare!"

Smashing the cotton vase next to it, overturning the bed, Uriel scowled as he looked at those formal clothes, the eldest sister who should have been the first and most powerful sister after the head of the family had to wearing these clothes, it's the leftovers of her youngest brother who was born a year younger than her, her younger brother, who is her twin, treats her like a servant in the house, it's so maddening.

"Okay Uriel, making more noise might cause some of the servants to babble around."

Uriel gasped, the furniture in the room was all smashed, the clothes on the ground were also torn, then she smiled comfortably.

"Yes, packing is done, let's go, but I think there's one more thing, I think I should clean up the cellar as well."

"The cellar?... Ah! remember, from what I can see, that cellar isn't..."

With a grin, a smile that made the shrine owner shudder, wasn't that dark cellar the most familiar place for Uriel? The cellar she lived in used to be her own.
Now that Uriel is 20 years old, if it's actually about 17 years old or 3 years ago, she found a cellar under a tattered carpet in the family barn, it was a stinky and cramped place, then she also understood, this place was supposed to be where she was supposed to be, but fortunately, she was kept in the house and not in that dark cellar.

Alchemy, Uriel's original inclination, and after deepening her understanding of alchemy, Uriel realized that this wasn't enough, she went to learn about something far beyond alchemy or alchemy and like she understood, in this day and age if she was found to be doing such research, she would definitely be burned on a wooden pole.

Magic

Yes, magic, something that is beyond human understanding, in her previous life, when she was 24 years old when she started to learn about magic, she realized that she had chosen the right place, alchemy was a part of the foundation. The foundation that led to magic, but how people use and approach magic is what matters, but mostly now, good or bad witches are beheaded. or just cremated.

Now what she wanted to do was clear the vault, all her apothecary tools had to be emptied, alchemy could be a great bargain the family needed.
Going downstairs with a murderous look on her face, she only regrets that she had cleaned up the mess earlier and then smashed the furniture, now she can only let Lucia look at her room first to make sure no one goes. enter.

"Stupid"

"Shut your mouth up!".

The shrine lord knew that Uriel couldn't touch the soul, so she was free to poke fun, and towards Uriel, even though she hated seeing the shrine lord's appearance, she didn't completely want the shrine lord to disappear, on the contrary, She wanted to have someone by her side like this, even though outsiders would definitely think she was mentally ill. The servant's watchful gaze fell on Uriel countless times along the way, but she didn't care, blood would stain Osdixes one day soon. Arriving at the warehouse door, she quietly opened it, looked around there was no one, then quickly entered, flipped the carpet and there was a trapdoor, opened it and Uriel entered. Lighting the candle, she watched the gloom and clutter the room made for her rather pleasing to the eye, cobwebs covering the corners of the room, and on the table, the extracts neatly laid out on them. , clinging to a large layer of dust, that's right, haven't touched it in 3 years. Quickly put everything in the bag next to it, slowly go upstairs, blow out the candle and say goodbye to the most beautiful place in this house.

Uriel left the cellar, dusted off her body, she squinted her eyes more closely, there was no one there, um, like a thief, she rushed to her room, threw her briefcase on the floor and threw everything away. into a large bag.
She carried that briefcase, walking leisurely.

"Where do you go?"

"Oh, brother, why did you show up?"

Asthalten's sudden appearance made Uriel's eyes itch, but when she was about to leave this house, it didn't matter anymore, say escape, who has the right to stop her?
He is full of annoyance in his words

"Where did you go without saying a word to me?"

"That old man has nothing to do with me to declare, it has nothing to do with you, kid."

It seems Uriel's arrogant attitude has brought Asthalten to the limit, he swung his hand to slap her in the face, she silently raised her hand, the back of her hand was bandaged to block his slap, and the whole bandage fell. , the wound from the whip was so obvious on that palm that Asthalten froze, bullied or hit her sister, Uriel knew well what kind of person he was.

Pick up the tape that just fell and wrap it yourself and then take a deep breath, grab the briefcase and turn to leave, there's a saying "ignoring is the greatest insult", of course, this waste of yours. Uriel was like saying "a kid like you doesn't deserve my eyes".

Outside, leaving the earl's residence, Uriel stretched, looked at the house one last time, the carriage had arrived and she quickly climbed in, no servants, no relatives, alone, shadows of servants Bowing my head to say goodbye was so nauseating.

"I hate Osdixes"

"Do you hate yourself?"

"You could say that, I don't like myself very much."

The carriage passed through the forest, Uriel rubbed his injured hand and muttered to himself
"Damn it, it hurts." She closed her eyes to fall asleep.
The journey to Alésatorie will be difficult.

End #4

Law of time agent
5: Eliminate all other time travelers by the will of god.