Today a small group of people snuck into my forest. Or at least they tried anyway, the trees let me know they were here immediately. As such everyone was prepared when one of them tried to attack me. They were six soldiers, now they are six corpses. Unfortunately, none of them survived Mest’s spell, so we weren''t able to question them.


    Based on a note Mest found on one of them, they were assassins sent to take me out. Whoever sent them seem to think that I am the one in charge. Honestly, most things around here would still run smoothly without me as long as Par was still around, so killing me would have only accomplished pissing off a bunch of people they can’t afford to piss off, namely Thes. The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.


    While exciting, having assassins come after me wasn’t a very time-consuming activity. So for the rest of the day, I work on dissecting myself. I made steady progress, but nothing really noteworthy happened.


    Overall it was a fun day. I got to see Mest’s new spell in action, the one that was inspired by Willow. I also got a bit of time to think about myself, I have come to the conclusion that I am fine with death as long as I don’t directly cause it. It is honestly not really a new inspiration, but it is still the conclusion I keep coming to.


    Oh, I think I know what project to work on next. I should try to refine Astrie in the same way I refined the two evolutions of Drowsy Clover. I can’t really replicate a spell all that easily with it, maybe I can fix that.


    Anyway, Good Night DIary.