This is a study room, but the bookshelf around it is empty and covered with dust, and the same is true for the seats and desks. Jessa obviously made a deliberate embarrassment, but Wang Xiaofeng was happy, took out a piece of clothing and swept away the dust from a hard sofa, and sat on it comfortably.

Since the sun has fallen, it is estimated that there will be some time left. Wang Xiaofeng has done nothing to take out the books he carries with him to read. The notebook has been upgraded again, and the task of continuing to lead the equipment list cannot be left behind.

As soon as he opened the book, Wang Xiaofeng was attracted by a sudden rise on the desk. It seemed like someone was guiding him to investigate.

bite!

System prompt: I found that the desk was strange, and you seemed to vaguely see the outline of a book...

This is a task prompt, and there is still a system prompt that is more obvious. Wang Xiaofeng carefully swept off the dust on the desk, and found a book wrapped in sheepskin. He held the book in his hand and sat back on the sofa. Wang Xiaofeng crossed his legs and started reading.

Hanmofa Diary? Good thing, but who gave her a diary with a famous diary? Wang Xiaofeng was so distressed that he got a little bit, and slowly opened the book that had been stained with dust.

Huh—It seems that he is afraid that he will blow away the text on it with force, so Wang Xiaofeng is very careful.

‘The sun is bright today, but only I can see where hope is. I pray to the God of War, praying that he will let me return safely on the battlefield. My wife needs my care. I cannot have anything... Forgive me, always saying such words at this time. I am just really worried. This premonition is quite strong. (23.07.)’

Regarding the literary nature of this diary, a comrade said that he could not be too critical, but the content was not nutritious, which really made him depressed. It seemed that this Hanmo method was going to fight on the battlefield, and he believed in the God of War and had a wife.

The second diary was on March 12th, eight months apart from the first one - if the writing habits of Hanmo method are the same as those of ordinary people.

‘God of War, please forgive my ignorance and my depravity. I fell in love with His Royal Highness Princess. I cannot extricate myself from the torment of love. I abandoned my wife, so I am no longer loyal. I can no longer devote my faith to you, because I am an unfaithful person, and His Royal Highness yearns for light rather than battle. I am willing to be her guardian knight and protect her for the rest of her life...’

This old man was indeed unsatisfied and abandoned his original wife. No one believed that he was not accomplicing the rich and beautiful woman.

"I'll go, this guy writes the diary as a love letter." Wang Xiaofeng was depressed. He just remembered that he had never written any love letters, so he directly excerpted a few paragraphs and sent a text message.

"What's wrong with you, Feng?" Qiuyue also turned around, "Tonight... don't be so stingy, I'm embarrassed."

"Well, what are you doing tonight?" Wang Xiaofeng smiled and continued to flip through the diary. Suddenly his eyes narrowed, and his fingers stopped at a intermittent sentence.

‘Oh my God, I discovered her secret. This secret made me love her even more crazy. She is so pure and so charming. Only the goddess can condense two such beautiful works of art together. I am nostalgic in her tender arms, tortured by her red lips, and deeply attracted by her bright eyes...’

"Feng. Are you still here?"

"I'm here," a comrade replied, thinking about the meaning of this sentence in his heart, "I'll finish this task first to wash away the blank space tonight."

"Hate!" Qiu Yue let out a light angrily, but her face turned red and bright, causing the girls beside her to make fun of her.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the sky outside the window, but felt aroused in his heart, but he received a reply from Ling Tong. He continued to lower his head and search for the information he was looking for in this book.

Two-sided personality, one good and one evil, personality split seems not to be a later problem, but appeared before Princess Dai Liannu became a princess. It seems that the charming and debauchery side of Han Mofa was the sensual and debauchery side, not the pure side of the saint, but the "wonderful" of the two bodies all night made Wang Xiaofeng a little puzzled.

How can I become a saint if I have lost my mind? Even if there were no regulations prohibiting clergy from falling in love at that time, the saint must be pure and clean, otherwise it would be an insult to the goddess.

Or, it was that debauchery and charming soul who really had the ability to fascinate thousands of sentient beings, which made her go all the way to... Pope!

Wang Xiaofeng suddenly remembered the old man in the story who was watching Dai Liannu's beauty. If he had his help, it would be impossible to become a saint.

‘She does not belong to any man. I am moved to be one of his many lovers. Although on the surface, I am her most loyal guard. Whenever night comes, she is always my woman.’
Chapter completed!