17 The O.rgasm

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, but they saw it at different times and places. There is only one Dragon Scale, and there cannot be so many people who have seen it.

The information is too much. Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind: Since I ca