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

"Well, I actually don't know what to do with it."

Ella found that she didn't have any specific ideas, so she just talked about her future plans and Fred's previous analysis.

"So you wanted to deal with Albert..."

The old alchemist was rarely stunned, not knowing what he was thinking.

The relationship between him and the principal obviously cannot be explained in a few words. There are not many human beings in this world who can live so long, and people who can live from more than 100 years ago and know each other are even rarer.

They are all old guys who don't belong to this new era. Even though Dmitry left Kraft long ago because of disagreement or other more complicated reasons, I heard that Ella might be with Albert Kleist The news of the war still makes him sigh.

"If you want to deal with that old guy, then all you need is stronger strength... I know what to do, come back to me in half a month."

Having said that, he suddenly raised his nose and sniffed again, his expression became suspicious.

"No, you should have something else on you, take it out and let me see it!"

Ella couldn't help being surprised, she had clearly isolated the aura of the two items with her own power, and Dmitri should be just an ordinary wizard without divinity, but why was she able to isolate and confirm the items through her own power? quantity?

The girl sniffed subconsciously, but she could only catch the smell of the glass of spilled red wine and incense in the air.

The old man's so-called smell and taste should be some kind of wonderful instinct beyond the sense of smell, which even mysticism can't explain.

As Ella thought about it, she took out another larger gray-white crystal from the small leather bag. When the crystal layer dissolved in her hands, the red crown that seemed to be still wriggling was gradually revealed.

What used to be white broken diamonds is now crowded with faces of pain, wriggling and wailing indistinctly.

"That's right, Professor Dmitry."

"It's a relic of a friend of mine, so I didn't intend to make it into an alchemy item."

This time Dmitri took the crystal glasses called "Scholar's Eye" with some seriousness, turned over the crown in his hand, and observed its various angles and details.

"It's a chaotic power...I saw the gathering of dead souls, the filthy inheritance, and the resentment and curse."

"It also seems to have some divinity, but it is not as complete as the former, and there are too many impurities."

Dmitry took off his greasy, dirty crystal glasses and looked at Ella with his cloudy old eyes.

"I can understand how you feel, but my suggestion is—give it to me as well."

"Before it is corroded by this force, it should be an alchemy item itself. I will not destroy its original characteristics, but will only find ways to reduce its harm. You can't use your own power to keep using something like this. Seal it, and one day an out-of-control force will bring disaster to the city where it is located."

"Besides, you don't want to use your incomplete state to face that old thing, Alberto, do you?"

Ella carefully looked at the half-bald old alchemist in front of her from top to bottom.

"You really don't want to destroy its structure for testing?"

She was still a little hesitant, which didn't mean she didn't trust Dmitry, but that she was worried because she trusted him too much.

Based on Ella's understanding of Dmitry, she felt that the old man would inevitably be unable to restrain his true nature when faced with a rare material.Even when she was first reborn, the old guy had the intention of dissecting and observing her.

This is what Dmitry Dalton would do even with a living person, let alone an inanimate object.

It is said that one of the reasons why he was first expelled from Kraft was because he tried to design alchemy experiments that violated humanity and general ethics.

Under the girl's cold gaze, the uprightness and determination on the old man's face slowly collapsed.

He stretched out his index finger and thumb, making a small circle the size of a fingernail.

"I mean...maybe move a little?"

"Not at all!"

Ella immediately reached out and took back the crown,

"Unless you are willing to make a magic oath, I will never give it to you, even if you have to spend every day to seal it!"

Dmitry's hand grabbed twice in the air, but in the end he could only let it go weakly.

He laughed weakly, then took a quill and wrote on a piece of parchment, intending to make a magic oath honestly.

Even without actively destroying the structure of the crown for experimentation, being able to observe things at this level is the pursuit of every alchemist, and Dmitry has no reason to refuse such an opportunity.

"I'm just joking...you really have become a little uncute."

Ayla took the magic oath and confirmed that there was no problem with the content. What Dmitri left behind was also his aura and real name. Then she nodded and burned it into nothingness with a gray flame.

"You can come to me in three weeks, and I'm in a good mood now, so you can make any request to me."

Dmitry took the crown from Ella again, and then said with a smile.

This......

Ella was a little surprised that Dmitri's behavior was almost exactly what Fred predicted.

Not only will he not ask for any compensation for this job, but he will offer additional benefits.

She felt that she might have underestimated the old man's enthusiasm for alchemy technology.

"Then...waive the last dragonglass potion bill, I remember it was 50 francs?"

Ella was a little embarrassed, even she herself felt that the offer was too high.This is more than enough money to buy several large manors in the outskirts of Paris, maybe half of the rest should be exempted and she will slowly figure out a way.

"make a deal!"

The old man continued to wear the pair of crystal glasses, and looked at the two items on the table with fanatical eyes.

"what?"

Aila froze for a moment, and Ling seemed to kick her lightly behind the back.

It was only then that she realized that maybe her quotation could be much higher, but even this was beyond her original expectations, and she didn't intend to shamelessly make any additional demands.

Paying off all the debts made Ella feel a burst of relief from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but smile a little more on her face.

Chapter 6 A Wonderful World

"You're so stupid, obviously Dad hinted at you like that!"

Ling stuffed a gray pie filled with caramel, whipped cream, and fruit into Ella's hand, then took the change from the fat vendor.

The silver-haired girl ignored the former, but took a bite of the crispy pancake.

Different layers of sweetness were dancing, impacting Ella's mouth, she first narrowed her eyes intoxicated, and then licked off the whipped cream on her lips.

"Try this again."

Ling didn't know where to find two paper cups. The crystal liquid took on a color similar to red wine.

Known locally as "Monaco," it's a drink made with grenadine molasses mixed with lemonade and golden liqueur.

The sweet and slightly sour cold liquid diluted the caramel taste remaining in the mouth, and the slightly irritating taste made Ella's eyes shine.

Although she has lived in this city for a while, it is the first time for her to walk the streets of Paris undisguisedly, enjoying the scenery and tasting food like an ordinary tourist.

She unreservedly enjoyed the short but unprecedented relaxation.

Now that Ella has made up her mind to return to Kraft openly and face the principal whom she both respects and hates, there is no point in hiding her identity anymore.

What's more, with her divine nature, she will not be afraid of any executors other than the principal herself. If she can't even deal with those people, she has no need or qualification to go back.

Even when facing the eccentric successor student council president, Michele Hebrew, who possesses powerful magic power, Ella doesn't feel that the other party has a slight chance of escaping from her.

"Speaking of which, should we hire a new chef?"

Ling took out a golden truffle fries from the paper bag, shook it in front of him twice, showing hesitation.

Speaking of which, it was the first time Ella saw such an expression on Ling's face. She was obviously a guy who could bite down even the special grass seeds of Nod, but the smell of truffle oil seemed to make this person People who eat it feel uncomfortable.

"Chef..."

Ella suddenly felt that the gray pie in her hand was not so sweet, and under the instruction of someone, Val Farmigne escaped from Enoch with a very important sacred object.

She guessed that this operation might get Ulysses Philip out of his current predicament, which was really unsettling news.

Thinking of her previous experiences, Ella couldn't help but shudder.

"Forget it, I already have a psychological shadow on the maids and chefs introduced by the Paris Home Economics Association... Who knows what troublesome guys they will arrange for me to come over."

"Yes, and we'll only be in Paris for three weeks, so it would be a waste to hire a new chef."

Ling frowned and stuffed the strange-tasting French fries into his mouth. As he got used to it, the taste of truffle oil seemed less unacceptable.

The two sat down by a fountain sculpture in the Place de la Concorde, where they could already see the Arc de Triomphe at the end of the road and the Champs Elysees Avenue where they lived before.

The clear water gushes up from the spring, swaying in mid-air into soft satin-like water and splashing beads.

Although the weather has not yet warmed up, pedestrians and tourists can still be seen strolling in twos and threes on the square.

A few days before the new year, the meager snow in the shadows of the buildings has not completely melted, but the city has become lively again.Although Baron Haussmann's reconstruction project may last for several years or more than ten years, judging from the areas that have been completed so far, Paris is undoubtedly developing in a good direction.

Aila suddenly leaned her head on Ling's shoulder and sighed softly:

"If there is no mystery and magic in this world, actually... it doesn't seem so bad?"

"There are no unspeakable evil gods, and there are no monsters or dark wizards hiding in dark corners. Everyone can sit by the fountain in the square in their free time and enjoy the New Year's sunshine and delicious food."

"Don't worry about being caught up in some terrible event that destroys the city, and don't worry that one day the world will 'bang' into a heap of shards like glass and ice floes."

Ling thought about it seriously, then shook her head:

"I do not think so."

"why?"

Ella was a little confused and felt a little dissatisfied with the other party's refutation of her words, so she rubbed Ling's shoulder a little harder.

The latter stretched out a hand to stroke her hair.

"Think about it, even if there are no evil gods and monsters in this world, not everyone can enjoy leisure at this time. Even if they don't have to worry about a sudden disaster, they will worry about tomorrow's food."

"If there was no magic in this world, although the mad woman would not be killed by Dr. Lawrence, I can only continue to steal food for her. Sooner or later, I will be caught by the police or someone else."

"What about you...you will continue to work in that black-hearted uncle's textile factory, and when you are an adult, he will marry a rich old man in exchange for money. If you are unlucky, you may die from lead poisoning By then -- and that's not the worst of it."

Ella felt her hair itchy from being touched, but it was so comfortable that she didn't bother to move.

"What could be worse than this?"

Ling took a breath and replied solemnly:

"Worst of all, I would never have met you without mysteries and magic."