Mysterious as the Wind, Always With Me

Is it funny?

Ridiculous!

Just less than a minute ago, Mark was reminiscing about the deliciousness of crab claws, feeling the fragrant pops of the Wright version of spaghetti, and saliva frantically for this.

At this moment, a minute later, the crab, which was supposed to die, attacked him.

In just one tenth of a second, the arteries and veins in his neck were about to get stuck. Even if they don't suffocate to death due to lack of oxygen in the brain, they will most likely die suddenly because of the next pinching and severing the throat.

A piece of Lingsi appeared just right!

"hiss!"

The lobster pincers, which were bigger than Mark's palm, were split into four and five pieces under Minnie's attack, and were cut into irregular pieces of the carapace. The two small lobster eyeballs that had flashed strangely a second ago were also chopped into pieces.

"Hu! Hu——" After a long absence, Mark felt that the air was so fresh and lovely, and it took him a few seconds to regain his senses and asked, "Minnie, do you know what's going on?"

The puppet lady grew from the void to the size of a human. She shook her head first, then tilted her head: "Mark... It's more fragrant."

fragrant?

Mark's eyes widened, his forehead full of question marks.

"He used to be handsome...the soul...a little fragrant...now it's more fragrant..."

Mark suddenly thought of a question, is this because he used too many 20-sided dice, making the soul emit a soul breath that only the existence of [abnormal] can smell?

This is a bit of a hassle.

Mark quickly dug out the three 'blind boxes' he got in the afternoon.

The giant Conrad is nothing special. It is a soul oath, which swears with a soul imprint that as long as his revenge is completed, he will come to serve Mark for life.

A man with such a revenge script must first survive before he can be useful.

Then came the merchant lady's trade.

A very plain knitted pocket emerges from the phantom, first translucent and then completely solid. This means that this thing can travel through the spiritual world, and it is an [abnormal] in itself.

Looking at the note left by the merchant lady, Mark quickly understood why this thing could be recognized by the balance.

[(Endless gold coin purse): D-level abnormal treasure, it can automatically collect gold, silver, copper and other precious metals within a radius of 100 meters, and generate the gold, silver and copper pounds of the Victorian Empire in the pocket, and its finished products are even the most professional The banknote examiners could not tell the authenticity from the counterfeit. The disadvantage is that it will trigger the detection magic of the Church of Fortune. If you cannot absorb precious metals for three consecutive days, you will enter a state of 'thirst', and you need to invest at least three Victorian silver pounds to return to normal. 】

The note left by the merchant lady wrote the usage: take it every day on the carriage, and walk around the city. In this way, the precious metals hidden by the city people will be unknowingly lacking, but the surface looks like the gold, silver and bronze wares are dirty, for example, they are covered with gray, and the color is a little darker.

Obviously, she needs a lot of money in the near future, and she doesn't care about this long-term meal ticket.

This is why she proposed to redeem the purse with equivalent items in the future.

She was really reluctant.

Mark thought for a while, she couldn't lie to him for such a thing. After all, according to the circumstances at the time, she still wanted to do something, which was really killing her.

As for the things given by male nobles, it is even less likely that something will go wrong.

It was a Silver Grade Gratitude Scroll of [Mechanical Sect].

It probably means that he had helped the Mechanic Sect, and in order to repay him, the Mechanic Sect wrote an IOU. IOUs are transferable, no matter who takes the IOU to go to the Mechanic God Sect, they will do what they can to help, which is considered a favor.

Of course, the Church of the Mechanicus has tests to confirm whether the visitor has used violence or other dishonorable means to hand over the Gratitude Scroll.

This is a very noble operation. You don't have to press on your family property, and you also repay your favors very well.

Typical non-stick causal operation.

"Neither of these two! This is troublesome." Mark raised his chin and thought hard.

Fortunately, Mark has another identity that may help him solve this trouble - don't forget, he is also a student of the Department of Occult Studies at the National University of Mistry.

The educational system of the Wright Empire is different from that of Earth. Even though it is still late August, in fact, the freshman and sophomore students have already started school.

Mark quickly entered the bedroom, and after rummaging through the cabinets, he took out his student ID card and study directory, and his face suddenly became strange.

"That bastard is really a 'good student'!"

The university implements a credit system, in addition to compulsory courses, a large number of elective course credits are required to graduate. The original owner's grades are a bit hard to describe. He is like a dead-line soldier in most subjects, and he just got the D-level evaluation just right. I don't know if it was because of his handsome face that made people lose his temper, the tutors let him go.

Unfortunately, there are still two compulsory courses failed.

It happened to include "Anomalous History". It stands to reason that, as a junior and senior, he will finish his credits before July next year, and then he will graduate smoothly, and then he will find a clerical job and wait to die.

As long as he still wants this diploma, this hurdle cannot be avoided. In a way, this is a bad play of fate.

Mark has no interest in playing school games.

He really had no choice.

He summoned the footman hired by the landlady to clear the food trays that were no longer abnormal. Start thinking about tomorrow's school trip.

Exhausted, he finally fell asleep under the protection of Minnie.

Fortunately, the night went smoothly.

Early the next morning, after taking a shower, Mark checked the timetable and went to school after a long absence.

The Kensington School District, where the school is located, is also divided into upper and lower districts. The lower area is located in the middle of the mountain, mainly for the apartments of faculty and students, as well as various living facilities, and the upper area is where the real school is located.

The city of St. Leiden was originally composed of two fortresses built along the cliffs that could cover each other, and originally had the reputation of the Twin Cities.

With the advent of the era of steam engines and cannons, the towering city walls and dangerous terrain are no longer the core elements of building a CD city, and the houses built by the civilians below the castle are slowly enclosed. For the majestic city of St. Leiden.

The hill with the larger area became the upper city area for nobles, and the other hill with a smaller area became the college area. Three schools, including Mistry University, divided this 'small' hill.

Saying it's small is just relative.

Mistry University alone covers an area of ​​more than 120,000 square meters. The buildings above and the underground space created by hollowing out the caves are completely unknown to outsiders.

After Mark went out, he walked for about five minutes to the cable car platform.

The cable car is 1.5 kilometers in length and 280 meters in height. The whole journey takes 6 minutes, and the cable car goes back and forth 100 times a day.

This is the most convenient means of transportation, except to go to school by horse-drawn carriage.

This is a special train to the academy, and no one wearing a student uniform or a teacher's card can't even enter the station.

This kind of cable is inclined forty-five degrees, and sitting in the cable car is like entering a cable car in a tin cage, which is full of nostalgia for Mark. The cable car is not big, with only three carriages, and a hundred people can be seated when it is full.

As soon as Mark arrived at the same stepped platform, he immediately became the focus of the audience.

"Ah! So handsome!"

"I know, he's Marc Destiny from Mistry's Mystery Department!"

This kind of drama often happens around Mark before and after crossing.

Unsurprisingly, two good-looking girls trotted over one after another with blushing faces, one stuttering to introduce himself, the other being more subtle, and handing a small envelope sprayed with perfume.

Mark politely accepted the small envelope, politely declined, and immediately heard two girls sobbing in a low voice not far away.

This...it's hard to do.

He could only look foolishly at the next cable car that was about to enter the platform.

This old-fashioned cable car reminded him of the green-skinned train he once took before crossing, and it is difficult to talk about comfort. The wind blowing from the small fan rotating overhead is not as good as the hot wind blowing in from the old-fashioned half-opened sash windows.

The summer uniforms of the school are long-sleeved "in order to show the elegant demeanor of the students". The black cotton coat itself is the best heat sink in summer, it is really hot to death.

Imagine that the carriage will be packed like a can of sardines in a while, plus the crying of the girls... Even if it is only a few minutes' drive, it will definitely make Mark seconds like years.

Obviously he didn't do anything bad, but he was like a scumbag who always gave up.

It is a double punishment of physical and social nature.

Just when Mark was suffering from psychological torture, suddenly a rental carriage brought people to the platform.

The nobles and the truly worthy of course had their own carriages. People of certain status, such as bank managers, need a carriage if they want to come to the noble district or the Kensington school district.

Mark rushed out of the platform and beckoned: "The main entrance of Mistry School!"

Under normal circumstances, the carriage needs to be reserved, otherwise the driver has every reason to refuse the ride.

When the coachman raised his face and was about to say the line of rejection seriously, a green object flashed in front of his eyes, and the lines of his face turned into soft curves.

A trip costs 20 Wright dollars.

One hundred dollars?

You are the incarnation of the goddess of wealth!

Mark was inseparable, and directly used the ability of money to reduce dimensionality, making the students onlookers look stupid.

As everyone knows, the two girls who had just been rejected cried even louder.

"He'd rather ride an expensive carriage than stay with me for a few more minutes!"

"..."

It took an extra fifteen minutes, and after going through the mountain road with seven turns and eight turns, I finally arrived.

As if running for his life, Mark strode out of the car to the school he remembered.

The school gate is quite majestic, but it is no longer the castle gate of the old days. On the fence-type iron gate driven by the motor, the top of each dark iron branch is a relief sculpture of a college discipline.

There are both elemental totems of the element system, birds and beasts of the nature system, and the relief sculpture of the vortex shape of the mysterious system he belongs to.

There is a uniform blue uniformed guard at the entrance to check the students' student ID cards.

When Mark was walking down the avenue as he flashed his student ID card "as before", he was suddenly stopped by a doorman with a strange pirate-style blindfold on his left eye.

"Wait! Did you go wrong?"

"Wrong?" Mark wondered.

"Your way is over there!" The guard pointed to a very quiet boulevard next to the avenue.

Mark blinked.

Even if he rummaged through the memories of the dead ghost, he didn't understand. After entering the school gate, there are two roads leading to the main building. A standard stone and brick avenue, which is taken by 95% of the students, of course, it was sunburned to death in this scorching hot weather. The other is the boulevard. Not only are ten-meter-high cypress trees blocking most of the sunlight on both sides of the avenue, but there are also various statues standing on the side of the road.

The dead ghost tried to walk this very comfortable road before, but was forced back by the guard and was not allowed to go.

Ask the doorman, but the doorman doesn't answer.

Mark observed it carefully, and really didn't think there was any difference between the students who took the two paths.