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

Putting aside these meaningless thoughts, Ella asked casually:

"You should have arranged manpower here, too?"

"Yes, but very few."

Melanie said,

"The streets here are too messy, and even a really accurate map is difficult to get. If we want to monitor like the inner city, we can't have ten times more people."

Ella agreed.

Before she left, Kraft had less than [-] executors, even including the non-staff personnel at various contact points, not to mention that it is impossible for them all to come to Paris. event.

All the more so when the alliance has again split a portion of its forces.

"Baron Ottoman did this..."

Ella's words were only general, and she couldn't continue.Under Ottoman's approach, many people would be displaced, but they also fed many people at the same time.Ella couldn't judge whether he was right or wrong.

She vaguely understood that this was not just the choice of the Baron alone, but the general trend and the necessity of the times.

Chapter 44 The Clock That Time Stands Still

The alchemy room of Kraft School of Magic is located in the heart of Crescent Lake in Glamis Castle Manor.

The environment here is very gloomy and cold. For ordinary people or freshmen who just entered school, it is easy to get sick if they stay in this kind of place for a long time.

But for the large number of alchemy props collected in the school, this is a very suitable environment.The huge body of water above absorbed the escaping magic power and isolated a quiet space equivalent to another world.

The person in charge of guarding the alchemy room is Roger Dalton, Kraft's current great alchemist and professor of magic alchemy.

Roger was patiently polishing a gold cup-shaped alchemy tool.But for him, this is not a boring job. To exaggerate it, it can even be regarded as some kind of reward.

In the eyes of most students, Professor Roger is a somewhat strange person.He will sarcasm mercilessly at students, but when it comes to alchemy props, he will become extremely focused and serious.

Especially after a small group of people noticed that Roger showed an unusual interest in the conscious alchemy doll, they saw Roger's expression became even more strange.

This reminds people of an interesting anecdote. When Roger was young, a young and beautiful witch once courted him.

The specific process is unknown, but when the witch ran out of Roger's office crying, people could hear her screaming angrily:

"Just live with your alchemy tools for the rest of your life!"

And Roger Dalton's response to this is also very classic.

"Really? That's great."

"Of course I choose alchemy props."

For a long time, this sentence has been regarded as a wise saying by those single wizards who are addicted to the magical world.

Having said that, most people will only take this quote as a humorous joke.But more than ten years later, most of those people who believed in the phrase "Of course I choose alchemy tools" got married and had children, but Roger is still like this.

This made a group of older people think of Roger's father, the former vice-principal of Kraft, the well-known great alchemist Dmitry Dalton.

His obsession with alchemy was as famous as his skill.

Perhaps this kind of paranoia runs in Dalton's bloodline, which is what acquaintances say about it.

Very rarely, a young student about thirteen or fourteen years old was sitting on the stool in front of Roger.

Roger even prepared some snacks and tea for her. If anyone else was present, they would probably be speechless in surprise.

"Okay, Fanny, that's it for today. You've been staying in the alchemy room for too long."

Roger did not raise his eyes, but continued to wipe the gold cup and coat it with a layer of translucent grease.

"No way, teacher, there are still twelve minutes to complete two hours. I just watched the magic clock."

Roger glanced at her now through his thick eyes,

"I'm not negotiating with you."

Fanny rolled her eyes, picked up the teaching materials from the ground, turned and walked towards the elevator in the middle of the lake.The girl's movements were smooth and there was no sign of being eroded by the cold air.According to their conversation, Fanny spent at least an hour and a half in the alchemy room, which is already a very good talent among her peers.

The sound of the iron chains and gears turning expanded in the alchemy room, and the heavy stone floor was driven by the mechanism, leaving the center of the lake and rising to the ground.

Half a minute later, the alchemy room should have returned to silence.But this time the agency seems to be running for a little longer.

After another one and a half minutes, the elevator descended to the center of the lake again, and an old man appeared in Kraft's alchemy room.

Roger took out a bird-face mask from the drawer and tied it firmly on his face.

"If I were you, I wouldn't run around casually."

The old man who appeared in the alchemy room was Kleist.He looked like a shriveled corpse.

Kleist's voice sounded very hoarse:

"This time the medicine has no effect."

Roger put the gold cup on the table after hearing the words, put on protective gloves for himself, and solemnly applied several layers of magic buffs before slowly approaching Kleist to observe his state.

Roger originally wanted to untie the old man's sleeves, but found that they were stuck to the skin and could only be separated with scissors.The old man's arms were covered with large and small blisters, which had been squeezed by the friction of his clothes, and yellow pus and blood had dried and caked on the lining.

Roger took a deep breath. Under the blisters, the muscles under many wounds had already rotted, and even the white bones were exposed.

For a wizard of Kleist's level, it is not impossible to recover from physical injuries, even to regenerate severed limbs.This kind of situation can only show that he is completely unable to suppress the pathogen that spreads physically.

Roger rolled the old man's eyelids again, his complexion became very ugly.

"How about it?"

Kleist asked calmly, as if those wounds and illnesses had nothing to do with him.

"The disease has changed again...but I should still be able to prepare the corresponding inhibitor. As for the next time, it may not be so, it is now close to the limit of my ability."

The curse of the Son of God is not something that can be easily broken. The curse of "disease" does not bring about a specific disease, but the concept of "disease".No matter how many times Roger healed Kleist, it would resurface in a new guise.

"Next time... it seems that I can live a little longer."

Kleist smiled from the bottom of his heart, and even took a few bites of the snack left by Fanny.Most of the old man's mouth had been festered, but he still finished chewing and swallowing.

"Honestly, Roger, you have really bad taste. This food is not suitable for teenagers at all."

Roger ignored the principal's sarcasm.

Instead, some strange materials were taken out from a side cabinet. They looked like shriveled insect corpses, eyeballs and unidentified tissues of some kind of creature, as well as distorted fungi and foul-smelling powder.

"It takes a day to prepare the potion. I don't think you may live to that time with your current appearance."

After clicking on the materials on the table, Roger took a whole set of alchemy instruments. These instruments filled with strong magical energy were all made by masters.

"The sixth shelf in three rows, the clock of stagnant time, set it to the time of the day, go and get it yourself."

Kleist grabbed his gray hair, and as he moved, one of the bunches fell off, and his scalp seemed to begin to fester.

"The clock of stagnant time? I remember that the side effect of that thing seems to be the loss of natural lifespan, changing from day to year?"

"I think you should know how to choose between dying today and living one year less in the future."

"indeed."

Kleist clapped his hands, and the props on the sixth shelf in the third row of the alchemy room floated over.

It was a brass pocket watch. The glass on the surface was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and there was also something that looked like patina on the cover.The characteristics of this alchemy tool meant that Roger had no way to repair it, so he could only reluctantly put it on the collection shelf.

The detailed origin of the clock of stagnant time is unknown, and the records only mention an accidental magic experiment error.After a modest explosion, the Executor discovers a wizard in a strange state.

He was hit in the heart by metal fragments from the explosion, but did not die instantly.In the executor's vision, his vitality remained at a normal level, but all signs of activity stopped.

The magic power is no longer running, the blood is not flowing, and the heart stops beating... It's as if the time in the body is frozen at the moment before the explosion.

The executor found a stopped pocket watch on the wizard's body. It functioned without any problems, but like the owner, it stopped all activities.

It is worth mentioning that when the pocket watch was within one meter of the wizard, the body of the victim of the magic experiment accident resumed its activities and died on the spot.

After several months of experimentation, the Executive Officer at the time finally determined the capabilities and side effects of the pocket watch.

When the adjustment dial is turned, any matter within one meter of the pocket watch will be in a state of stagnation in time, but this ability will not affect the creatures and matter that approach later.

Depending on the angle of rotation of the dial, the flow of local time can be stagnant for at least one day and up to twelve days.But when its effect ends, the affected material will show aging in a ratio approximately equal to one to 360 five.

It is a pity that the clock of stagnant time was also impacted by the explosion in that experimental accident, and a piece of iron filings the size of a grain of rice hit the glass surface.The pocket watch itself is also partially affected by its own abilities, and is in a state of stagnation in time.But each time it is used, the stalled state will be restarted at an eerily slow rate, causing itself to be destroyed.

According to the experimental records, the clock of stagnant time has been used nine times in history, and no one knows how many times it can be used again.

Only one alchemist has speculated that "perhaps like a scale, it can only be used twelve times." However, this speculation cannot be confirmed.

Kleist put the pocket watch on his chest and kept a distance of more than one meter from Roger.

He did not rush to turn the clock hand, but started chatting with the middle-aged man with a sullen expression.

"Roger, do you agree with what I'm doing?"

The somewhat bald middle-aged professor was silent for a moment before replying.

"I agree with your philosophy."

This is tantamount to denying.

He thought for a while, and continued with some hesitation:

"Why do you have to kill Ella Williams? Even if there are problems with her identity and origin, the priority shouldn't be raised to this level by you, right?"

"..."

This time the silent person became Kleist.

After a full 5 minutes, he took a long breath.

"Indeed, as you said, those reasons are not enough for me to break up with Yousef and the others... What I value more is fate."

"destiny?"

It was a word that made Roger frown.

"I don't have much time left, I have to finish all the layouts before I die... At this time, I can't allow pieces that jump off the board to exist. I'm too old Roger, too old Lost the courage to take risks."

There were countless scenes in Kleist's eyes. Although he was only looking at the dark stone wall in the middle of the lake, his eyes seemed to penetrate the whole world comfortably.

"I can't find her... Dmitry... Dmitri, you did it... Don't even you understand?"