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

How long has this old man been around?

Judging from the way Professor Benson mentioned the old alchemist, he was at least a wizard contemporary with Dmitry Dalton, Albert Kleist, and Ulysses Phillips.

But he looked far older than the other three.

Not only that, but Professor Aurora, who is close to 50 years old, once mentioned that when she was a student of this school, she was the professor of the history of magic at that time—what she is now.

And the dirty blood queen even said inadvertently, "If that old thing Benson is still alive, he will definitely remember her."

When digging into these details, a creepy feeling begins to linger.

The other party seemed to have directly read the question in her heart, and raised his eyelids:

"I, Kraft and Sarah jointly established this school... But those young people who were full of vitality are gone now, even Rosalia who is a dirty blood He is also dead—I was the only old man who drank tea and chatted with me at that time.”

The plain names spoken by these professors stirred up turbulent waves in the girl's heart.

They belong to the gloomy man in the portrait, the court mage of Snow Country and the Blood Queen of Enoch City respectively!

If the old man is not lying - he has lived for at least 500 years.

Ella instinctively wanted to hold Ling's hand, but she was surprised to find that she and Professor Benson were the only two people left in the hall.

Ella's expression changed suddenly.

"She's safe, and I won't hurt any students in this castle—don't worry, come and have a cup of tea with me, I just want to talk to you about something."

The old man seemed a little impatient and waved.

When she calmed down a little, Ella noticed that Ling was still very close to her. She should exist in this castle, although Ella's side seemed empty.Not only that - there is more atmosphere in this deserted hall, it should be far more lively than it looks.

It seemed that she was the only one affected, and Ling's breath should be quite safe, but she could feel that she seemed anxious because of her abnormality.

"Illusion?"

Ella drew a chair and sat on the left side of the old man.

She originally thought it should be similar to the magic used by Ulysses Philip, but the two felt completely different to her.

Her five senses were not distorted, but rather seemed to be moved to another space that was close at hand but extremely far away.

This feeling... struck her as very familiar.

Ella took the strong tea handed by the other party and took a sip.

She pondered the source of this familiarity, letting the amber tea flow between her lips and teeth.

Ella wasn't worried that there might be toxins in it, even if it was enough to bring down the entire city, it would be decomposed into primitive energy by the ashen flames in her digestive cavity.

Besides, the other party really doesn’t seem to have any ill intentions.

The strong but somewhat bitter taste made Ella frown.She has a sweet tooth and is not used to this kind of black tea without milk and sugar.

"This is the habit of the elderly. My teeth are bad and I can't eat sweet things."

The old professor pointed to the sugar cube in the porcelain dish and the milky white liquid in the narrow bottle,

"You can add it yourself."

The feeling of familiarity was about to emerge as it became clear, but Ella still couldn't quite grasp it.The girl added three cubes of sugar and two spoons of milk to her cup, and slowly stirred it with a small silver spoon.

She simply asked directly.

"Professor Benson, do you agree with what Mr. Kleist is doing now? I originally had no intention of being an enemy of him - but that gentleman never had the idea of ​​letting me go."

To her surprise, the old man with cloudy eyes and saggy skin on his face shook his head.

"That doesn't matter - I'm just supporting the headteacher here, but it doesn't matter to me who the headteacher is or what he wants to do."

"In fact, all I care about is this old castle and some old-fashioned agreements, that's all."

His words made Ella put down the silver spoon in her hand.

"It never occurred to me to destroy Kraft or Glamis Castle."

The old man lowered his eyelids slightly, and then took a sip of the strong tea.

"So—we were just drinking tea and chatting."

Ella raised her head thoughtfully and turned on her spiritual vision.

She was surprised to find that the world in her eyes was no longer two overlapping phantoms, but the only thing that existed, a starry night sky.

At the end of the bench suspended in the void, behind the old man's khaki professor's robe stretched out a transparent tentacle that was hidden in the radiant light and only occasionally stretched and twisted.

Behind him, there were faintly twisted stars and evil eyes.

Ella suddenly recalled that she had seen this pattern somewhere. It was the pattern engraved on the old seal medal. It contained the power of space and coordinates to help her teleport to the Land of Snow when she was on the verge of death.

The silver-haired girl finally understood the origin of the sense of disobedience. The essence of this space was very similar to the coordinate space she had simulated with the Star Ring.

She said firmly:

"I see, this is the virtual space you built."

Chapter 31 Inhuman guys

"I see, this is the virtual space you built."

This hall is essentially the same as the space built by the Star Ring, but neither its stability nor its strength are on the same level.

After saying this, Ella closed her spiritual vision. Now that she has obtained the truth, there is no need to continue watching.

She temporarily lowered her eyes, no longer looking at the direction of the bright starlight and translucent twisted tentacles.

The other party's current posture made Ella feel very uncomfortable. Just as she had guessed, Professor Benson Bain Chambers was indeed not human—at least not completely human.

He is more like some kind of existence that is similar to the Son of God, but completely plausible.

He does not have the perfect body constructed by the Son of God in the material world, nor does he have the absolute sense of existence belonging to a superior being.

But even so, the old man still exhibited some extremely high-level traits or imprints. He was like the radiance projected by a distant star on the ground, a side or sporadic projection.

Under the khaki hood, the old man looked at her with strange eyes.

"You can actually see through this... Your eyes seem to be special."

Ella thought of another thing from this. The old seal medal she used before was like a scale armor extending outward from the opponent's power.Perhaps the being it depicts is the old man himself.

"The old medal that records the coordinates of the Dreamland should have been made by you. I have tried to describe the existence and power it symbolizes, so I can detect the similarity between this place and it - no matter what you do next Whether it comes in front of me or not, I am grateful for that thing. Without it, I wouldn’t be alive today.”

Saying this, Ella bowed her head to the old professor.

"That's a badge for meritorious service. In other words, what you should thank is your own contribution to Kraft, not just the maker of a badge."

The old man shook his head, but showed an unknown smile.Ella seemed to be the first to see such an emotional expression on the other person's face.

He drank the remaining bit of strong tea in the porcelain cup.

"What's more, in the long run, the medal I made may be a good thing for the entire material world-this is also a cycle of cause and effect, which belongs to the unsolvable force of fate."

This passage makes it difficult for Ella to understand why making medals is a good thing for the entire material world?

The direct result of that medal was that she could return to the material world. Could it be that Benson meant that she prevented Nobold's plan to become a god?The time span between the two events is so large that it is difficult to connect them.

"Since you can see the essence of this hall, it can no longer trap you. I lost this bet."

As the old man sighed, the night sky and the false hall began to collapse.

"Ella Williams."

Before the power to maintain this virtual space completely disappeared, the old man suddenly stopped her.

"Don't forget your humility now, and don't forget love and memory, even if they are only a illusory and fragile dream-this is the only brilliance of human beings."

It was as if an invisible layer of glass or a bullet-like film had been drawn into the vortex and kneaded into a ball, and the space here returned to its original state.

The hall is still the same hall, but more lively.

The two sides of the long table were crowded with people, and there were also young wizards and employees going up and down on the stairs inside the castle.

Ella looked around blankly, surrounded by Ling with a blue face, Adolf and other professors belonging to the alliance.

At the end of the long table a little farther away, Benson Bain Chambers and Fred Mephisto sat where she and the former had just drank tea in the dreamland.

After noticing that Ella was awake, the latter winked at her.Then he turned to face Professor Benson,

"I knew she could wake up on her own, and I won this bet. According to the agreement, neither you nor us can interfere with her and Albert Kleist."

The old man in a khaki professor's robe nodded,

"The agreement is absolute. I will no longer interfere with her and Albert Crest's affairs. Ella Williams has the support of more than half of the school directors and passed my test. She can also be The master of this school... but on the other hand, I still won't sit back and watch anyone destroy the castle."

With that said, he stood up tremblingly, and left with his faded khaki professor robe.

"You can go see Albert Kleist."

So far, there is no obstacle between Ella and the top floor of the castle.

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The girl walked up the stairs to the top of the castle alone.

According to the agreement, Fred or others should not do anything between her and the principal, otherwise the old man would be shot.

Ayla couldn't judge Benson's exact strength, but he could at least be regarded as a divine possessor anyway.

So for now, facing Kleist alone can be regarded as the most beneficial situation for her.

She walked through a long corridor full of reliefs and murals and climbed to the top platform of the castle.Before knocking on the wooden door, Ella felt a magic mass as hot as the sun behind the door.

She knew this breath, it should belong to Michelle Hebrew.

Compared with a few months ago, the other party's aura has more than doubled in size!

Ella couldn't help but frowned. She thought that Michele's total magical power had even approached that of a top wizard like Fred Mephisto. This growth rate is also extremely unnatural.

The wooden door was creaked open, and an irrelevant and flawless beautiful girl appeared in front of Ella.

A head of blond hair floated behind Michelle like a burning and jumping flame. The magic power that was too powerful and even uncontrollable dragged her body upwards. The girl did not walk on the ground, but was floating at a height of several centimeters above the ground. with.

She was wearing a pure white mage robe decorated with gold patterns, and the figure wrapped under the robe was exquisite and exquisite. Compared with the last time, she was no longer young but fully grown.This rate of development also appears extremely unnatural.

But even so, Ella didn't put much thought into her.The presence or absence of divinity is absolute. If she wants to kill the other party, she only needs a thought.