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

He and the headmaster obviously knew something, were they actually companions?

——Impossible, those two people undoubtedly want to kill each other, there is no doubt about it.

Ling looked at Ella, who was obviously absent-minded, and sighed.

"Ella, do you know why I never stopped you from seeing Professor Craster from the beginning?"

She pulled the other's body so that Ella lay on her chest.

Ling was nearly a head taller than the silver-haired girl, and when she made this movement, it was like picking up a light doll.

Perhaps Ling is the only one in the world who knows that this person who has already stood at the top of the material world is just a slender girl who is as light as a feather and can hardly be felt.

"Because I know you, you are such a person. No matter what others say in this matter, you will not change the final decision. So all I have to do is to go with you, no matter what you will face Everything will be borne by us together, and all I can do now is this."

"I respect your will, but it should be the same for you - so trust me a little more and don't keep things to yourself, no matter what the scary thing is, at least I won't be afraid or back down of."

Ella's eyes retracted from the strange candle shadow, and she put her hand into the quilt and crossed the other person's fingers.

"It's different from Ling... I'm not brave, I'm just a coward. I'm afraid of many things, whether it's my own instinct or the unknown future, even if it's just a little uneasiness born in my heart. Enough to keep me awake at night."

"Rather than worry about that anxiety, I'd rather find out what it is one step ahead of time—even if I'm in danger because of it, it's better than the former."

Ling slowly clenched the opponent's palm.

After rebirth, Ella's body temperature is slightly lower than the healthy body temperature of ordinary people, and it is difficult to warm the former even if this is done.

"It's a little different from you. I'm not afraid of the unknown. Those things I don't know are fine."

The short-haired girl said frankly.

"What I am afraid of is that things that I am familiar with or that belong to me will gradually disappear, which is the so-called "lost".But we have one thing in common, that is—rather than worrying about gains and losses, I prefer to hold them tightly in advance and never let go. "

She lowered her head and gently bit Ella's earlobe,

"You are my thing... so I will never let you slip away from me."

"Tell me everything, you are my property, and the property cannot hide secrets from her master!"

The hot air she exhaled made Ella's earlobe inexplicably red and hot. According to common sense, this body would not have such a reaction even if it was directly burned by the fire.

"You seem extra bold today."

Ella couldn't help laughing, she wanted to look up but found that she was immobilized and unable to move.

"I've always been like this, so be honest!"

The tall, short-haired girl tightened her arms and hugged her tighter, with a fierce tone.

"That's what you said..."

Ella cleared her mind, and expressed her anxiety about Norberd's last words, the information and information that Philip deliberately passed on, and the abnormal behavior of Mr. Principal over the years...according to her own perspective and guess.

Ella's speech was quite fragmented and lacked connection and complete logic, which almost took her more than two hours.

After expressing these worries unreservedly, although she didn't get any useful help immediately, she still obviously felt that her mood became less gloomy, and even the balance of maintaining consciousness became much stronger.

During this period, she noticed that Ling's breathing had become quieter, and the force holding her had become less.

She quietly stretched out a palm, and condensed a crystal mirror in the palm.Then, as expected from the reflection, Ling's expression changed from seriousness to strenuous effort, and then to bewilderment and complete bewilderment.

This change is all too familiar to Ella, because Ling used to behave like this in class when she was in Kraft.

If it was at that time, the other party's sluggish expression would make her want to play tricks, right?

It's not that she doesn't want to share her troubles, but based on Ella's understanding of Ling, the latter is really not good at this kind of complicated thinking.

She gave Ling some time to digest, but she didn't expect the former to find any key information.

Just before she was about to close her eyes and fall asleep after her anxiety subsided a little, a voice suddenly came from the back of her head.

"It's just a meaningless assumption to try to guess things that have no clue at all. But I also discovered a strange place... When did Ulysses Phillips betray Kraft? Did he already attain divinity at that time?"

"That guy once mentioned that he was Fred Mephisto—was my dad's theology professor, which means that he left Kraft only in the last 30 or 40 years. Philip is such a powerful wizard, why is the name so little known?"

Ella, who had never considered the problem from this angle, blinked her eyes out of sleepiness.

Could it be that this guy's intuition led her to find some strange entry point?

Ella tried to understand Ling's thinking, but found nothing, so she could only continue to explain according to her own logic.

"As Kraft's professor, he was also a member of the executor."

"The betrayal of the executor is the biggest scandal. In fact, I have never even heard of anything like it. It is not surprising that a senior executor with the status of a professor has been concealed. Perhaps the then principal and Executors would use terms like killed in the line of duty."

"What's more, even if he was not strong before leaving Kraft, what does this mean? After all, what we have to face is the current him—"

Ling interrupted her,

"No, that says a lot. Ella, do you think our current position is betraying the Enforcer?"

"Of course not!"

Ella didn't even think about it, and immediately replied decisively:

"We just no longer accept Professor Kleist's will because of our position. But in essence, we just belong to different factions, and the battle is also in the scope of civil war. The wizards of the alliance are still the executors, the ice floes The guardian of the world is the sword of silver and the shield of black iron... We have never betrayed the oath we made—”

Speaking of this, she herself also noticed the violation.

Philip's behavior is different from theirs, and that person can never be called an executor now.

"You mean... an oath?"

She could feel Ling nodding from behind.

"Yes, any executor has sworn to the Silver Banner, and Philip is certainly no exception—the executor's oath is not just a good-looking thing, it has powerful magic contract power."

"In the past, maybe we didn't know what it was. But now it has become very clear, right? Kleist once borrowed the power of the "Crown of Thorns" to exile the son of Abhoth, who is as famous as it" The "Silver Holy Banner" is most likely an item of the same personality. "

"That is to say—they are the same as your three-day book or the crown of the end, and they are also things that reach the divine personality."

"In this case, the power of the oath brought by it must be so terrifying that it is unimaginable? Can Philip really violate its power before he masters the divinity?"

Ella thinks she probably understands Ling's meaning,

"In this case, there are only two possibilities."

"The first is that he already possessed the current strength before he betrayed, and he is a wizard of the same level as Kleist... But this possibility is doubtful, and it is difficult for him to do anything under the nose of Mr. Principal Hands and feet. And if Philip had that kind of strength at that time, with the style of Mr. Principal, he would never let such a huge threat be born, and he would probably start a deadly battle with Philip right away?"

"Another possibility is that...Philip left the same way we did in the first place, just because of ideas and conflicts...he got power or some other kind of transformation, and then completely turned his back on Carat Ford, became what it is today."

"You mean that Philip is not a complete villain. He left this information because he wants us to be the executors, but he doesn't agree that Kleist's third party has the secrets behind it?"

Even Ella herself is unwilling to believe these words, but this is indeed a relatively reasonable explanation.

"Not exactly."

Ling corrected,

"Ulysses Phillips and his student Val Farmigne are villainous and insane dark wizards. This is irrefutable. No matter what they have experienced, they will not change this."

"What I mean is that although Philip is not a good person—the information he deliberately gave may not be completely malicious. They at least have a certain degree of credibility and are worth reading carefully."

"I think so."

"You and I are going to see Kleist tomorrow. We may be able to talk peacefully or there may be conflicts, but no matter what kind of situation our purpose is not just to make a break or kill him? In the end, the most important thing is To get an answer from him to these mysteries is the truth about his anomalous actions."

Ling revealed a somewhat sly smile,

"But the old guy is a bigot, and whether he meant to cheat us or not, that answer will carry a lot of his personal stamp."

"At times like these, we may need to look at things from a completely different angle - there is nothing more appropriate than his opposite, from the perspective of Ulysses Phillips?"

Aila stared blankly at Ling, as if it was the first time she met this guy who had always acted on intuition.

She couldn't help but have a strange idea——

Who is the real idiot?

Chapter 27 It's been too long

It was getting brighter, and although she woke up once in the middle, in the remaining hours after that detailed talk, Ella experienced the highest quality sleep in recent weeks.

She leaned on the window sill energetically, breathing in the fresh air of early spring. From this angle, she could see the gardens and balconies of the adjacent houses.

Just a few days ago a new family moved in, they were tea merchants from Lyon.

The house at No. 29 Champs-Elysees was rented out by the housekeeper Walter. Instead of leaving it idle, it might as well be used to earn rent to help the foundation maintain its operations.

From the old man's point of view, with the reconstruction and expansion of Paris, the property value in this area will undoubtedly increase, so he is not in a hurry to sell them.

Ella noticed a small head protruding from the opposite balcony. It was a girl who was only five or six years old. She had chestnut fluffy hair tied with a dark green bow and a headband. She was a cute little guy with a smile.

She should be the youngest daughter of the new neighbor's family, because there is no time or plan to visit her, so Ella just waved and smiled at her as a good morning.

After that, the girl looked in the mirror and changed into the women's overcoat and double shawl she bought a few days ago, tucked the bottom of her trousers into her long boots, and finally put on the deerstalker hat.

Ella had the time and mood to put on a light makeup for herself after a long absence. It was completely meaningless to do so when she was in the land of Nod, because it could be messed up at any time due to weather and environmental reasons.

After doing this, she briskly picked up the hem of her clothes in front of the mirror, adjusted the angle and looked left and right.

"what do you think?"

Seeing Ella who had changed five collocations, Ling swallowed back the words that she was subconsciously about to say.

Ling gave up her personal opinion, but tried to analyze Ella's mood changes.Then the answer should be obvious - this should be her favorite set.

"Nice... nice looking, that's it, there's never a better choice."

"Really, I like it very much too. Your vision is really good."

The silver-haired girl hummed a few brisk syllables, not showing much nervousness, as if she was about to start an outing or travel.

She picked up the very dishonest black book on the dressing table, and fixed it firmly with the brass book buckle entrusted to the head maid Annai to buy it yesterday and delivered it early this morning.

The black book is about the same size as an ordinary notebook, but because it requires light, it is inconvenient to put it in a backpack.This made Ella have to keep it on hand at all times.

As for the crown, its negative effects haven't shown signs of breaking out yet, so it's enough to carry it normally and pay attention to changes.

"Then let's go."

Even though she said so, Ella didn't mean to open the portal by her side, although with her power, she could cross this long distance and appear precisely wherever she wanted to go.

In the end, Ella just held Ling's hand like an ordinary person, opened the door and left the bedroom.