It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"Can you spare me?"

"What do you say?"

Ling took a deep breath as if accepting her fate and looked into Ella's eyes seriously.

"Ella Williams, you are... unique, irreplaceable and the most important person to me."

"I want to know what you think of me again."

As a result, Ella became a little embarrassed. After a long time, she approached the other party's ear and answered in an almost inaudible voice:

"me too."

Ella felt that it was difficult to calm down in her heart, and she attributed the reason to the instability of the hearth reshaped by potions.

Almost as if to change the subject, Ella suddenly asked:

"How has everyone been doing this year outside?"

"Didn't I tell you?"

Ling was stunned.

Ella shook her head.

"You've only talked about the situation before, but you haven't mentioned what everyone is doing."

"is that so......"

Ling thought for a while, and seemed not to know where to start.

"In fact, most people's lives have not changed much. The situation has only changed recently."

"In Kraft, not all professors and executors agree with the principal's approach. Kleist wanted to appoint Professor Adolf as the new executive before, but I heard that he rejected it straightforwardly."

"There are also many executors who chose to retire, and some of them stayed in Kraft as teachers... But as the number of tasks increased sharply, this situation became less and less. In short, after we left Until then, Craftley was the same."

Ella felt a little relieved when she heard this. For her, Glamis’ wooden house or the entire Kraft is a place similar to “home”. Those professors are undoubtedly equivalent to family members. It’s true that they are still safe. The news couldn't have been better.

"Hyde is still like that... No, he is a lot more serious than before. He came here a few days ago and said that the situation there was very chaotic and asked you not to return to Scotland for the time being."

"The Eye of Hermes was deposited with me before, but later it was handed over to Shadow. She said that you can take it away at any time after you come back. The money sent by Norbert Williams on a regular basis will be used as the maintenance cost. The extra part is used to renew the rent or something... that black-hearted doll has always been like this."

It turns out that the mirror is still there.

Ella breathed a sigh of relief again, now that she didn't have to face Professor Roger's wrath... In this way, when she was in the Kingdom of Snow, it was indeed Ling who performed the ritual of praying to Yafumu.

Thinking about it, Ella's mood gradually became heavy again.

This is not a small matter that can be ignored. Even though the existence named "Yafum" has not shown any malice for the time being, its tentacles still use the bronze mirror as a medium to gradually reach the people around it.

At this time, a word that was almost ignored flashed across Ella's mind abruptly. Ling just mentioned a name that made her feel very strange.

"Who is Norbold... Norbold Williams?"

"Huh? You don't know either?"

Ling was a little surprised.

-

The air was eerily quiet for a few seconds.

Ella remembered that she had indeed heard this name somewhere, and she thought seriously for a moment.

"Is that name... my father?"

Ella realized again that she had no impression of the man named Norbird Williams.That wasn't the erosion brought about by the dreamland, she had indeed never seen her father's face since she was very young.There was absolutely no connection between them, except for a sum of money that came in at regular intervals.

So did her impression of the name come from the remittance envelope?No... Ella remembered hearing that name recently.

Ling's smile also froze on her face unconsciously.

"Well, Ella...I have something to tell you."

She told Ella all the information about Norberd Williams without reservation, including the ashes.

Noticing Ella's pale face,

"Sorry, I took it upon myself to..."

"Don't worry about it, I have no feelings for that man... But, 100 years ago or something..."

Ella shook her head and sat up on the edge of the bed.

She finally remembered where she had heard the name "Norbold Williams", this was the fragment she heard in the frantic babble before her consciousness overlapped with the new body.

"But if he really is someone who didn't exist... someone who died 100 years ago, then who am I?"

The girl's expression became bewildered, and the power of the potion, which had not yet stabilized, appeared in her pupils again.

"Ella..."

Ella's spirit was a little shaken, but she was quickly adjusted and showed no more signs of losing control.

"I'm fine, and discussing this now will not lead to any results. Regardless of whether that man exists or not, I am here now."

"Okay, I'm a little tired..."

She returned to the bed with her back to Ling.

The air gradually became a little heavy, and they no longer wanted to play around.

It began to rain lightly outside the window.

-

The next morning, Ella was awakened by a strange tactile sensation.

There was a noisy sound from inside the cabin. Dmitry Dalton had returned at some point, and was flipping something in the cabin at the moment.From time to time, he knocked over some bottles and jars, or took out unknown instruments, and then gestured at Ella's body with a creepy look.

Strangely, with the intensity of Ella's inspiration, Ella didn't notice that anyone had entered the cabin until William touched her.

The old dog William was rubbing his wet nose against the back of her hand hanging down the bed, and would lick it from time to time.

She hurriedly retracted her hand, looked at the old man approaching with hand tools, and sat up in panic.

"Mr. Dmitry?!"

The face of the former Vice Principal Kraft, the greatest alchemist of our time, was full of fanaticism and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Serena Williams...can you let me dissect it?"

And at this moment, a slipper flew out from the other side of the bed and hit the old man's face fiercely!

"Don't even think about it."

Ling added viciously.

-

Ella was busy at the stove, wearing a change of clothes she borrowed from Ling. They seemed a little too loose.

She casually prepared some dishes with the only remaining ingredients, which were at least relatively normal food compared to Dmitry and Ling's craftsmanship.

The old alchemist moved out from nowhere a whole bronze-colored metal operating table, covered with many alchemy-style decorations and parts of unknown use.

"You haven't given up yet?"

Ling took a ration of food from Ella, and glanced at the busy old man with an unfriendly expression.

Dmitri had half an obvious shoe print on his face. He has been busy since he returned to the wooden house until now, and he didn't even bother to wash his face.

"There must be something wrong with Kleist's education method. I no longer doubt that he went crazy in his later years-there were no bad students who dared to throw my slippers at me 100 years ago."

Dmitry, talking to himself, seemed to have just made a final adjustment.

"Really? I don't remember Kraft having a teacher who wanted to dissect his students either."

Ling sarcastically said.

After wiping the sweat from his brow with his dirty robe, the old alchemist also took a morsel from Ayla.

The old man randomly scooped a few spoonfuls of stew and said:

"It's not bad. It's better than the little ghosts of the Mephisto family. After eating, you can prepare and lie down on the alchemy table."

Ling's complexion changed, and she almost had another attack.

"It's not an anatomy, it's just a necessary inspection—whether it counts as human body refining or not, it's unprecedented in the alchemy world, and no one knows if there will be any hidden dangers and defects in this body. Want to To get exact data, observation and experimentation are essential processes... In fact, you can read the letter of introduction from your father, which was originally one of the prices I agreed to help."

Dmitry explained.

In fact, this is indeed an irrefutable explanation.If this newborn body really has flaws that need to be adjusted, they will never find a more professional life science alchemist than Dmitry.

"Are you sure you won't hurt Ella?"

Ling looked suspiciously at the daunting instrument, feeling really uneasy.

"How should I put it...Although I don't know how to dissect, drawing a few tubes of blood is probably unavoidable. I can only promise that it will never affect her health."

Ella hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

After an hour, Ella was ready.In fact, the real preparation time is less than 10 minutes, and the rest of the time is used to convince the stubborn Ling.

The height of the alchemy platform is not low. If it was her before, she might have to apply a levitation technique to herself to lie on it smoothly.

But the current body, although there is no change in size, far surpasses the past in terms of strength and flexibility.

Ella lay down smoothly on the alchemy table, looking nervously at the dirty bottles and unhygienic instruments hanging above.

Dmitry rarely changed into relatively clean clothes, and disinfected his hands and instruments. He patted Ella's head lightly. There was no trace of chanting, but Ella noticed a faint magic.

Immediately afterwards, her body gradually became numb, while her consciousness remained awake.

"Don't worry, this is just the anesthesia brought by the potion."

The old alchemist wiped the dirty crystal glasses when he had finished this step and put them back on.

There was a sudden change in the old man's gaze behind the lens, like a cold and precise alchemy instrument.

Chapter 8 Experiments