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

In just this half day, she has traveled to forty different locations through teleportation, this kind of work intensity is unprecedented even among all the executive officers in the past.

"Is Ling back?"

That was the only personal question Ella asked.

"Miss Mephisto is in charge of the task in the Liverpool area. With her ability, she can probably solve it in the evening."

After answering, the middle-aged man left quickly and wisely. He knew that only in an environment of solitude would the other party let go of his tense posture and get a little rest.

After Atwood left, Ella's body slowly relaxed.But she didn't start to rest immediately, but opened the task status report that was sorted out and sent to the desk.

The girl slowly frowned. Although only a small part of the situations she dealt with today were truly dangerous, the frequency was still too high.

In the past year, the number of incidents confirmed to have mysterious factors has increased a hundred times, and this rate of increase is extremely unnatural.In the past two months, there have been more incidents than before, reaching an exaggerated number.

The executor's secrecy work is full of loopholes, and various strange stories and eyewitness reports have appeared in newspapers in the ordinary world.

"Fire", "Gas Explosion", "Mafia Merger", "Natural Disaster"... These various reasons have become difficult to conceal the essence behind them.

Ella felt that she would not be particularly surprised if more than one Son of God descended on the material world at the same time one day.

The world is changing from what it used to be.

The undercurrent under the ice floes was surging, and those jagged reefs and terrifying sea beasts were protruding from the water one after another, knocking out cracks on the fragile ice layer.

"Or...is this what it should be?"

This is the day after Albert Kleist's death.

Chapter 40 Pride and Prejudice

A transparent sphere occupies the central space of the principal's office, and the original quaint long black-lacquered oak table has been moved to other places.

Dmitry Dalton used his cloudy old eyes to stick to the surface of the crystal ball, observing the changes inside.

There seems to be a miniature world inside the half-person-high crystal ball, which is a canyon that has been shrunk countless times, where lush trees and clear lakes can be seen.

Dmitri gestured with his hands to enlarge one of the parts in front of his eyes.

It seemed to be a fruit forest, with the fruits so full and huge that they even weighed down the branches.The only thing that makes people feel weird is that their colors seem a bit too bright, almost like fruits in oil paintings.

Time flows faster in the crystal ball than in the outside world. Day and night alternate in the blink of an eye, and some indescribable and weird colors begin to flicker above the lake.

In the jungle canyon, countless bands of light were attracted by it and then rose rapidly. Everything that was originally beautiful was immediately drained and shattered, leaving only a pile of white ashes in place.

This result stunned the old alchemist for a few seconds before sitting back in the chair behind him with a sigh.

"Wonderful...really wonderful."

The wind chime rang, and Ella, who walked into the principal's office, happened to see this scene.

"You are looking for me."

"What does miraculous mean?"

The old man beckoned her to come over, and then took out a radiant gravel from the inside of the crystal ball.

"I'm experimenting with a biological material you provided. Do you still have an impression of it?"

Ella remembered its source just by looking at it, and the girl was impressed by the wonderful color that does not exist in the spectrum known to humans.

This color, which is neither a gas nor a liquid, exists in a very special way. Even Ella wasted a lot of effort in capturing it.

"This kind of thing seems to quickly promote the growth of plants in a short period of time, and the creatures irradiated by it will show signs of fusion... It is catalyzing the life force in the victim's body, and after reaching a certain point, it will will devour the former and escape to reproduce."

The old man collected the gravel and took off the monocle crystal glasses from his eyes.

"I think I can use this characteristic to make a new kind of superior spell."

"Let's just call it "Color of the Stars". It's not in the catalog of dangerous creatures we recorded. This is already the third existence outside the catalog that you have discovered——"

"professor."

Ella interrupted the old man's chattering. If Dmitri's enthusiasm for alchemy were allowed to continue, he might not stop talking all day long.

"Is there anything you want from me... I mean, if not, there are still some tasks waiting for me to deal with."

Dmitry did not answer her question, but pointed to the alchemy table on the right side of the room.

"Lie down on the alchemy table before that, I want to check your status and collect some data materials."

"There's no need, I'm healthy."

Even so, in order to make it easier for the other party to collect data, Ella took off her boots and floated up to the alchemy table to lie face up.

The old alchemist walked around her, threw a few detective spells at random, and then wrote and drew in his notebook.

"Your condition has dropped by ten percent compared to normal. There is no trauma, but your magic power is slightly out of control..."

"I heard that you have been pushing yourself too hard recently. You have to send out dozens of missions every day? Although this body is far from reaching its limit, your spirit does have a limit."

"This state affects the balance between self-awareness and divinity, tilting it slowly towards the latter."

In the few short minutes she lay down, Ella almost fell asleep. She was really tired.

"I'm on medication...those tasks can't be done without me."

Dmitri scoffed at this statement.

"From the materials you have submitted so far, I have not found any that other senior executors absolutely cannot defeat."

"Executive is our trump card, not coolie, and you are denying the ability of others by saying that."

Before Ella denies it, he continues:

"I don't know if it's your nature or your divinity... Serena Williams, has anyone ever said that you're actually quite 'arrogant'. "

"arrogant?"

Ella couldn't help but frown.

The old man pushed the boot aside with his foot, making it difficult for the girl to get off the alchemy table for a while.

"Yes, arrogance, the chief of original sin in the mouths of the believers—of course we don't need to delve into that kind of thing. I am not Kleist and I am not responsible for taking your theology classes. What I want to say is that you will always be subconscious Look down on other people's abilities."

"Except for yourself, assuming that a friendly party has [-]% ability, then in your eyes he is only [-]% capable. If it is someone close to you, it may still be discounted by half. Don't rush to deny it, you Think about it for yourself."

Ella instinctively wanted to deny it, and wanted to say that she would never despise anyone, but the other party choked back her words.

If you think about it carefully, Ling seems to have said this more tactfully, making himself more dependent on her.To this day, the latter is also doing her best to go out on missions, trying to lighten her burden.

Dmitry grabbed some powder from the glass ball, and as he and I pressed our fingers together, a lot of dust leaked out.

"You want to hold everything in your palm, but they are like sand. The harder you grab, the more sand will leak through your fingers."

"Although your contempt is not out of malice, or even for self-satisfaction - arrogance is arrogance. It brings prejudice and prevents you from thinking and calculating correctly, thus complicating some simple problems."

Ella probably understood what the other party meant, but she still couldn't accept it.

"But... those things must be done by someone. I can't guarantee whether there will be any danger hidden in it, which will eventually lead to a bad result."

"Yes, someone has to do those things—but why does it have to be you?"

The old man looked a little annoyed.

"Are all our executors useless?"

He pointed to the messy scene inside the glass ball,

"Our current world is like a dilapidated sailing ship, it is full of leaking holes, and it is almost hopeless. As the captain, as the helmsman, do you have to use your two sailors with other sailors? Use your hands to block the blockage and remove the water?"

"Leave this to someone else. What you have to do is get the ship ashore before it sinks. Kraft needs an executive, not just a powerful wizard."

"......what should I do?"

The girl thought about it seriously, and then asked.

"Have a good night's sleep, and then - think seriously, this is your job, not something I should think about."

The old man said so.

Chapter 41 name taboo

The setting sun shone on the silver-haired girl through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the thin blanket felt a little itchy where it was heated by the sun.

Ella woke up with a start, and she fell asleep without knowing it.She glanced blankly at the wall clock in the principal's office, and it turned out that three hours had passed.

Speaking of which, how long has it been since she took such a relaxing nap?

There seemed to be some sedative incense and medicine in the air, and Dmitry probably did something in this room.But the main reason was mental fatigue and the fact that she didn't feel threatened during this time.

"woke up?"

The old alchemist took a look at her, and then continued to write and draw on the parchment with a quill filled with magic materials.

"Go and think of a less stupid way to handle your work, and come to my office later, I have other things to ask you."

She was stunned.

"Can't you say no now?"

Dmitry glared at her immediately,

"I need you not to be distracted at all, can you do it now?"

Ella smiled awkwardly, then put on her boots and left the room.

-

After resting her mind to relax, she began to think seriously about how she could get out of the situation.

Ella returned to the office in the basement of the ceremony hall, sat in her chair in a comfortable position, and made some black tea for herself with a floating thermos and teapot.

It is indeed too difficult for her to be in charge of all the tasks judged to be dangerous.

That means she teleports to more than 30 different places every day, and maybe only one or two of them are really necessary for her to take action.But this kind of meaningless action most of the time took up almost all of Ella's energy.

Not only that, but during the time when she went out to perform tasks, Ella was unable to respond in time to the unexpected situation reported to the headquarters by other executors.

Her first thought was that maybe she could use the form of creating familiars to let other executors carry the essence of fire before going out.