Chapter 142: Puzzle Solving
Looking at the extremely abstract poem on the paper, Everly fell into confusion.
“Is that all? There’s nothing more?”
“That’s all.”
“Isn’t that… kind of strange?”
“That’s why I told you to be mentally prepared—the clue might be hard to understand,” Orff scratched his head, looking a bit guilty.
Everly stared at the poem for quite a while, then shifted her sharp gaze onto Orff, watching him for a long time. Only after confirming that he didn’t have the guts to mess with her did she nod, fold up the paper, and carefully tuck it into her pocket.
“We’ve got the clue. I’ll go back and study it carefully. If I run into anything I don’t understand, I’ll come to you. No problem with that, right?”
How could Orff dare have a problem! Others might not know, but he knew all too well what it felt like to get beaten up by Everly. So he nodded obediently and honestly, adding a quick disclaimer that if she asked him something he couldn’t answer, she wasn’t allowed to hit him.
“As long as you don’t play tricks on me and tell the truth, why would I hit you?”