Annihilated Lilith

Chapter 97 97. Goodbye
As the itinerary was compressed as much as possible, when they finally arrived in Carrilia, the entourage was greatly relieved.If it wasn't for the blessing of recovery magic from time to time along the way, the horses would have died of exhaustion several times.

At this time, it would seem a little too unreasonable to immediately summon Ned Hogg to greet him.So Vice President Passy arranged for everyone to stay in the familiar hotel and held a feast for them.

Emma has been ordered by everyone to eat a light diet all the way, but she is not used to the sudden switch to big fish and meat. After eating a little bit, she gets a little tired, and her heart and throat feel uncomfortable.

While the soldiers were chatting and drinking, she slipped out quietly, planning to wander around the city for a while to eat.

"where to?"

Just a few steps out, Emma was stopped by Hayward.

"...Go to the commercial street, let's go together."

After that kidnapping incident, it was absolutely impossible for Hayward to let Emma act alone.She maintains this overprotective stance, at least as long as she can see.

Although Carilia is bustling during the day, the residents do not have the habit of traveling at night like some cities, and most of the shops are closed at this time.Most of the restaurants that are still open are restaurants, but there are not many places to go shopping.

Fortunately, Emma doesn't really want to shop, it's just to pass the time.She bought two iced drinks, and Rahayward found a place to sit in the square, closed his eyes and felt the sound of the city, gradually returning from the noise to the silence.

The night wind blows on the face, it is nice to have the wind.The windless mirror world brought her too many bad memories.

As the sky was getting darker, the lamplighter approached and then walked away, holding a lamp that stored magic essence, and lit up the street lamps one by one, illuminating the night of the city.This work is boring and tedious, but very important.

After a while, the fountain on the square gradually stopped, and the magic power to maintain the water flow had been exhausted, and it needed to be replenished the next day.

On a whim, Emma thought of having fun, took out her magic wand to control the fountain to start working again, and danced different sprays.

"Bigger."

Hayward had already felt a little bored before, and when he saw Emma manipulating the fountain, he simply encouraged him.

At this time, there were no people in the square, so Emma fulfilled her wish, controlled the water to dance more vigorously, and conjured up various tricks.

"Higher!"

Hayward ran to the edge of the fountain and began to dodge in the drops of water falling from the sky, as if training his reflexes.

Emma raised her wand heavily, and the water column shot up into the sky, even surpassing the height of the buildings near the square, and then fell down suddenly, turning into a huge mushroom.

"Crack!" With a sound, the water hit Hayward without any dead ends, pouring over Hayward's head and face.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and laughed loudly. This was the first time Emma had such a hearty laugh recently.

"What's going on! Who did it!"

At this time, a roar erupted from the other end of the fountain, and an old man with a drenched body and sticky beard and hair suddenly stood up.He should have been sitting or lying down before, but he couldn't find it from this angle.

"You! You! Why are you making fun of me like this?"

Oops, got into trouble.

Emma hurried forward, kept apologizing, and wanted to cast a spell to dry him off.

"No need! I'll do it myself."

The old man was still very angry, and apologizing did not help at all.He brushed his fingers over his clothes, and the water began to gather and leave in clumps in the direction he commanded.

He didn't use a wand, just manipulated it so casually, and he recovered dry after a while.

"It's you?"

Although it was too difficult to recognize just now, Emma finally recognized him at this time.Sparse, gray hair and long beard, and gray robes, torn and torn, dirty in many places, with holes at the elbows.

"What are you, what are you! I don't know you, impolite brat!"

"Old man, I met you two years ago! I even bought an iris from you!"

Emma didn't care what his mood was now, she dug out the iris flower that had become a bookmark from the spice box, and put it together to show it stubbornly.

"It turned out to be you... It seems that you have already been admitted to Turin College."

The old man raised his eyebrows, but his face was still full of displeasure.

"Why, you started bullying people after becoming a magic apprentice? Bullying me with no cover on my head, trying to freeze me to death, a homeless man?"

This is too extreme. Except above the snow line of the holy mountain, it is difficult to find a place in the Duma Continent where people can freeze to death.

But Emma had no intention of bickering with him, so she could only apologize and appease him more sincerely, just asking him to calm down quickly.

"Forget it, don't be so rampant in the future!"

Heyward couldn't bear to hear the word rampant, and stepped forward to argue.After all, they didn't see anyone nearby when they were playing around. It was indeed an unintentional mistake and had nothing to do with their attitude.

Emma quickly blocked her mouth and pushed her aside.

This attitude finally satisfied the old man. With a wave of his back, the soaked water on the ground also seeped up again, rolling away one after another.He sat down cross-legged on the dry slate again.

There were still various bouquets beside him, and no one had passed by at this time, but he still tied the flowers tirelessly, as if there was a long queue of people waiting to buy them.

Emma squatted down, twirling the iris flower in her hand, not knowing how to speak.

"What the hell do you want?"

Hayward couldn't help opening his mouth first, and couldn't stand Emma's awkward appearance.

Emma glared back at her with a flattering expression.

"Old man, does the flower you sold to me last time have any special effect?"

"Oh? What effect did you find?"

The old man stopped his movements and asked back with great interest.

"Uh... like... translation?"

"Then tell me, what did you translate with it?"

Emma hesitated for a moment, she really couldn't say anything about the mysterious notes, if it was leaked out, it would easily lead to death.

But the iris flower is the only clue to the mystery of the handbook at present. If you miss the opportunity to ask this old man, the chance of solving the mystery in the future may be even slimmer.

Hayward simply sat down cross-legged, and the positions of the three formed a stable triangle.She looked at Emma suspiciously, what translation?How to translate this flat flower?

"An...an old book from the library..."

Emma said a little guilty.

"What old books, did you secretly go to the restricted book section of the senior class? Is it written in an ancient language?"

"Can you stop making trouble..."

The old man smiled, stretched out his fingers and patted Hayward on the shoulder.

Hayward turned around in surprise, and then a cloud of water mist rushed towards her face. Before she had time to react, she fell to the side in a daze with a "boom".

The sound of the collision was crisp and painful, but Emma immediately understood the old man's intentions.He saw Emma restrained, so he took care of the bystander.

This was not safe enough, Emma waved her wand and cast a shielding spell, creating a small isolated space.Only then did he make up his mind to take out his notes.

She was about to open the notebook when a rough hand restrained her movement.

The old man smiled and said, "I don't want to look at it. At my age, it's better not to look at new things. It's not good for the heart. You shouldn't take out this thing."

Emma quickly took back the note, and she had no choice but to do so.Instead of starting with a lie, it is better to tell it frankly, and see if we can get a glimmer of hope from the huge risk.

(End of this chapter)