Sibyl’s POV
It was late at night, and Nuri didn't come home.
According to the rules, he once told me, as his wife, I should wait for him to come home, serve him to change clothes, and shower before going to bed.
After Amy, my servant, left, I sat on the blanket-covered sofa, staring at the flickering candle with my chin in my hands.
Waiting for my husband was so boring, I sighed. I am not sleepy now, I simply took out a pile of paper recording the Dragon Scale, and then began to read it one by one.
As I read, my brows furrowed. Each message seems to be true, but there is something wrong with it. Hundreds of pieces of information are mixed, making it more difficult to distinguish.
I took a candle and read the news carefully under it.
Everyone claimed to have seen the Dragon Scale, bu
