The Silent 191

Chapter 191

"Wait... this pocket farm-can it respond to my thoughts?" Eliza frowned, glancing around the expanded space.

All she'd wanted was a few bookshelves. Yet the entire space had transformed dramatically, almost as if it had evolved due to some hidden trigger. She mentally retraced everything she had done leading up to the change, but came up empty.

If the farm could evolve once, it could surely do so again. Next time, she'd pay closer attention.

She made her way back to the cabin-no, not a cabin anymore. It had become a towering loft.

Inside, the structure was now split into seven levels, each with distinct purposes,

The first and second floors were dedicated to medicinal herbs and poisonous compounds. The first floor held all manner of medical ingredients, with workbenches for grinding, brewing, and writing prescriptions-all fully equipped, from inkstone to paper, ready for use. The second floor mirrored the layout, except its shelves were filled with toxic substances,

It was obvious these two levels were crafted for her-to aid her in mastering both medicine and poison.

The third and fourth floors were a library. The third contained books she had personally brought in, but the fourth... those books seemed to belong to the pocket farm itself. A strange force barred her from reading many of them, like a restriction placed on her current abilities.

She climbed to the fifth floor-and stopped dead.

Suspended from the rafters were rows of iron

cages.

Most were empty, except one, Sophie.

She had woken at some point and was now writhing helplessly inside the tightly bound, but she was conscious-barely.

cage. Her

eyes

still blindfolded, and

caught as she heard the footsteps. Is it her? Is it Eliza? She

time she started to regain some awareness, Eliza would force her to

she could

she bowed her head toward the sound and pleaded, her voice shaking with

through her scalp as someone grabbed her hair, yanked her head back,

because of your mother, didn't

Sophie's body went rigid.

cracked. She coughed

have to keep lying," Eliza said coolly. "I'll find the proof soon enough. And when I do, you're coming with

anything. You can

kill me."

"Oh? Why not? You're

people will come for you. They'll hunt you down-no matter where you run, no matter how

already heard the truth from Gilbert, she might've

her eyes. "As for you, don't worry-I won't let you die too quickly. Before that, you're going to help me

confusion-until something brushed against her shoulder. Then her neck. Something

her.

shake off whatever was skittering

the cage, Eliza watched with calm detachment as a large black spider, nearly the size of

thought it might be

and tore off Sophie's

the pocket farm was sealed off from

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