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

"If you invite me...it's not impossible."

The latter rubbed his face and then sat up straight, his face returned to normal at some point.

"But that's after the business is done, Ling you are too naive, and you are as shameless as you are now two years ago - we were just serious friends then."

Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay...it's all my fault, because I've been thinking about you since I was a child. So what are we going to do next, do you have any idea?"

Ella nods,

"Of course, I've thought about it just now."

"Because we're not sure how the matter between us and the principal will end, so we'd better do what we have to do first... Let's buy flowers and souvenirs first, and go to the residential streets."

"Speaking of which, I was in a daze just now... I even forgot that the alliance had bought that house for us. But even so, it is necessary to visit that gentleman. When these things are over, we will Go straight to Kraft.”

Chapter 29 Same as Everything Different

On the residential street of Glamis, Mr. Hans Turner is commanding a semi-floating broom to clean the courtyard of a wooden house adjacent to his house where a tenant once lived.

Although this place was purchased by the Mephisto family at a premium almost a year ago, the former only let him continue to retain the title deed, and did not even arrange for personnel to live here.

Mr. Turner accepted an additional commission, during which he could still allow himself or his servants to enter and exit the cabin for simple maintenance and cleaning.

And this will also bring him a premium reward, no one will refuse

Before the new year, his maid Tallo saved enough savings to choose to travel.

Years of getting along made their relationship not a purely cold employer and employee, so Hans Turner didn't mind the other party's temporary vacation, at most he just complained when he was busy.

When the gray-haired old man cleared the two mounds in the corner of the courtyard, he noticed the scene in front of him, and suddenly seemed to be reminded of some kind of memory.Slowly stop what you are doing.

This is a carry over from the previous tenant.

He was very impressed by the tenant who was still quite young at the time. Although he had heard many strange rumors over the years, Mr. Hans Turner thought it was absurd at all, and only a sick person would Think Ella Williams is the evil dark wizard.

As for the explanation given in the announcement, the monster that replaces the appearance is even more nonsense.

Although he was an outsider, any wizard living in Glamis would not be unaware of the tension between the alliance formed by certain pure-blood families and the principal.

Because this tense situation will inevitably have some impact on their lives.

For example, the price of goods in the town has risen, and the shops belonging to certain forces behind them no longer provide goods and materials, or change owners in a short period of time.

Mr. Turner didn't know how his tenants fell out with the big men he had only heard about, and he didn't want to think about such complicated issues.

As a wizard who only mastered less than five magic spells, all he wanted was to enjoy his old age peacefully.

However, the announcements in the town have undergone another round of replacement recently, and the wanted announcement about "Ella Williams" that has been posted for a long time seems to have been withdrawn.

There is no precedent for this kind of thing before, but the removal of a certain dark wizard's name from the executioner's wanted order often only means one outcome.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but sighed.

"It's just a precocious kind child."

Just as Mr. Turner was thinking this way, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white figure that suddenly appeared from below his line of sight.

The girl with long silver hair squatted down and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the crude wooden cross.

The back of the other party gave the old man a strange sense of familiarity. He stared blankly at the woman who stood up and smiled at him, but for a moment he couldn't recognize who the person who suddenly appeared in the yard was.

"Long time no see, Mr. Turner."

It was a young girl in a deerstalker hat and a double gray shawl.

She had long silver-white hair and rare pink eyes, and this scene overlapped with the slightly different image in his memory.

Turner didn't fully react until the other party put a strange black thin-covered book under his arm, and then handed out a beautifully packaged cylinder with both hands.

"Miss Williams?"

"Oh, it's been a long time, you've changed so much compared to before that I almost can't recognize you—"

"Since you appear here, it means that what happened before was just a misunderstanding?"

He exchanged pleasantries, feeling that today's weather has become particularly bright.

"Yes, that's just a misunderstanding—I'm here today to deal with those matters, maybe I'll live here again later, and then I'll formally visit you."

As he said that, the other party bowed slightly to him and left the courtyard. The politeness he showed was the same as it was many years ago.

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"Do you really want to live back?"

On the broad Baishi Avenue, Ling stuck his thumbs in his trouser pockets and asked.

"Isn't it quite good, if everything goes well."

At this time, Ella's heart has become quite calm, and she is in an unprecedented perfect state no matter her mental or physical condition.

At this moment, the girl suddenly noticed something.

She raised her head and noticed a very familiar breath approaching quickly.

Accompanied by a scream that echoed in the space of consciousness.The skeleton horse, whose body was burning with blue flames, raised its four hooves and left the stable with a smooth movement. The hoofs collided with the ground and made a soft clicking sound.

It seemed to sense that the girl's aura was a little different from the original, and it slowed down not far away with some confusion.

Aila looked at the magical creature that appeared in her first memory of this place, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

She took a few steps forward, hugged the other's broad skull and pressed her face against it, whispering softly:

"You haven't changed at all."

The familiar temperature calmed the restless bone horse. It snorted in an inexplicable way, then lowered its head, making it easier for the other party to hug.

After many years, the girl no longer needs the help of the professor to easily step on the back of the horse.

She pulled Ling up and let her sit on her back.

The faint blue flames converged in the bones, and the silent undead creature began to perform the duties it had performed countless times.

Now seems to be the time for class, and there is no one in the spacious road in front of the castle and the sea of ​​rose flowers.

Looking at everything in front of her eyes, Ella suddenly sighed:

"Many years ago... the teacher also sat behind me and sent me, who was just a new student, into this castle. But he disappeared when we were only halfway there, and he didn't even let me speak properly bid farewell."

"There is only an empty sea of ​​flowers in front of me."

With a warm touch coming from behind, Ling took the rein from her hand and let the latter lean on her body.

She solemnly promised.

"But not this time, I will accompany you to the end."

"Just like we agreed that day?"

Ella turned her head to meet eyes that would turn dull yellow when serious.

"Yes, just as we agreed.

The wind blows through the endless sea of ​​white flowers, bringing up the petals and rich fragrance.The petals were rolled into the air and floated to the place where different time and space meet. Perhaps, what they see today is also floating from that distant past.

Accompanied by the clear sound of horseshoes, the ancient castle became closer and closer.

Chapter 30 Oldest member

The martyrdom returned to the stable after rubbing the back of Ella's hand, while the silver-haired girl went up the stairs.

As the gate of the castle opened slowly, the magnificent but mysterious hall appeared in front of Ella.

In the past time, she had stepped on the long carpet of Glamis Castle again and again.

Two rows of tall floor-to-ceiling windows make the hall very bright. At the end of the promenade, golden candlesticks and antique murals and tapestries is still the huge oil painting that is more than ten meters high.

The two sides of the long table and even the winding stairs are all empty, there are no students or staff in the castle.

A sense of disobedience arises spontaneously, it seems a bit too quiet here.

Ella raised her head, and found that in the entire vast hall, there was only a figure in a khaki professor's robe sitting on a bench under the huge oil painting, with his head down and drowsy.

It was indeed a dying old man—but he was not Mr. Kleist, the principal of Kraft School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Ella has rehearsed the scene of her coming to this castle countless times, which may not alarm any students, but she and Albert Kleist condensed all the power to the extreme, passing through each other A fatal blow to the chest.

She also thought that she was surrounded by enemies here and needed to face the group magic and defense techniques jointly constructed by hundreds of veterans.

She even thought that there would be a split within the academy, and she would lead the rebel forces to overthrow Kleist's rule.

But the picture in front of her was something Ella never imagined.

She said in surprise:

"Professor Benson?"

Benson Bain Chambers.

Kraft's professor of the history of magic, an impressive but easily overlooked figure.

Most of the time, he looked like he was dying and drowsy.Even in the history of magic class he taught himself, he showed little extra spirit, except for sarcasm and sarcasm about an out-of-the-ordinary master alchemist.

The old man's whole body was crooked in the oak chair, dragged loosely to the ground by the khaki professor's robe, which had been washed a little faded and whitish.

But Ella stopped all actions for a short time, not just because she still had good feelings for Kraft's staff and had no intention of hurting them.more importantly--

She found that she couldn't see through this man.

Human wizards with divinity will have ambiguous inductions between each other. Ella can be sure that before this, she has never noticed the existence of a second person with divinity in Kraft.

But this point of view was shaken at this time——

Benson Bain Chambers clearly existed here, but she was stunned to find that she couldn't lock the other party's aura, as if there was nothing but a blank space.

Even phantoms - even phantoms created by magic will have a faint aura, but the area where the opponent is located is completely nothingness.

A weird idea inexplicably appeared in Ella's mind: