Fang Yu frowned, and quickly browsed the entire list again to confirm this, and found that not everyone in this list had detailed information after their name: some had no background, some lacked introduction, and most of them were more detailed. There is no marking time for school.
He silently put down the file, tapped his fingers on the table, and turned around and asked, "Miss Sylvide, do you have any ideas?"
Of course, this question was also asking the elf lady on his shoulder.
After hearing this, Miss Goblin said: "Mr. Knight, among those whose backgrounds are marked above, seventy-four are heirs of nobles, twelve are descendants of various royal families, and thirty-three have backgrounds in the Kaolin Merchant Alliance - or their parents are officials. , either the children of the president of the Chamber of Commerce; another sixty-seven are exchange students from the El Pashin Artisans Association, three are from El Pashin Theological Seminary, and the remaining eleven are related to the senior officials of Hollett College. A special relationship.”
"And among them, those who are introduced are all dwarves and Aquin elves. The largest group of twenty-seven people are from the Steel Eyebrow clan, the remaining fourteen people are from the Greybeard clan, and there are seven elves. "
"These two groups total 235 people, accounting for about one-sixth of the total number. This is the situation I counted before. Mr. Knight, I hope it will be helpful to you."
"There are two details that need to be reminded, Mr. Knight. Exchange students from the Elpaxin Craftsmen's Federation began to appear in large numbers in the second half of the list. This should be a sign that the Hollett School was accepted by the Craftsmen's Federation after it became famous. Then It was almost sixty years ago, Mr. Knight can pay close attention to this time."
"In addition, the identities of these people also overlap. Ten of the dwarves are also exchange students of the Elpaxin Craftsmen Association, and there are three of the elves, so the total number is 235 instead of 200. Forty-eight people. The name of one of the last three elves may be of interest to Mr. Knight. His name is Curufin Novili. If I remember correctly, you should know this name——"
Fang Yu opened his mouth exaggeratedly when he heard it, and he just read it twice hastily. How terrible is his memory to remember these details? He checked it subconsciously and realized that Miss Goblin was right. He couldn't help but asked in disbelief: "Miss Tata, have you remembered everything?"
"As for the written information, I will never let go of it, Mr. Knight." Miss Goblin replied very calmly.
When Sylvester saw Fang Plover's frowning and surprised expression, she understood that he was communicating with her dragon soul. She waited for a while before asking, "Did Miss Tata say anything?"
Fang Yu hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and subconsciously shook his head.
The aristocratic girl thought for a while and then replied: "Everyone with a background marked above has an extraordinary background. And those with introductions often have special status. This list intentionally singles out these people, indicating that they either attach great importance to these people, or ——”
Fang Yu finally came back to his senses from the conversation with Miss Goblin and asked hurriedly: "What?"
"Either to avoid these people."
"Avoid?"
"All the lists with backgrounds and introductions above don't seem to indicate the time of admission to school. I guess there can't be such a coincidence, right?"
When Fang Yu heard this, he quickly took out the roster and checked it, and found that it was true - and not only that, the further back in the roster, the more lists were marked with time. The most frequent ones were the last twenty, almost all of which were marked with admission to the school. time.
What's even more outrageous is that among the more than 20 lists, all those with special backgrounds and identities were accurately avoided. Among them is the elf hero in the Battle of Bain - Curufin Novili.
How can there be such a coincidence in this world? The human traces are too heavy.
However, Fang Yu never expected that the master alchemist, Curufin Novelli, had studied at Holliday College as an exchange student of the Elpaxin Craftsmen Association. If Miss Goblin hadn't had a photographic memory, who would have Notice this detail.
Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at Sylvide, at least the latter didn't seem to notice this at all.
"What's wrong?" Noticing his gaze, Sylvester smiled softly and asked, "Does it look good, Captain?"
Fang Yu quickly turned around in embarrassment.
Sylvide sighed: "Captain, I think we may have made a mistake."
"...W-what?"
"This list is not without exceptions."
Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment before he remembered that this was indeed the case. This list basically conformed to the rules they judged, but there were only twelve exceptions.
That is Shizu and the other eleven lists marked with fanaticism. These lists not only have detailed origins, backgrounds, and introductions, but also the time they entered the school.
But the identities of these people are not all from distinguished backgrounds. On the contrary, not only are there no dwarves or elves, most of them are civilians. For example, Shisi was just the daughter of a pottery workshop owner, and her family environment was not very good.
When Fang Yu thought of this, he vaguely felt that he had caught something.
Sylvide looked at him and continued to remind: "These twelve people may be victims at the hands of the Dragon Cult - sacrifices used to resurrect Nicol Bolas. The captain should think of this section Okay, this is what they have in common, so does this have anything in common with other lists marked with time?"
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened involuntarily: "You mean, this time is not actually the time to enter the school, but we thought wrong... this is actually the date of... the sacrifice ceremony...?"
He suddenly stopped.
A creepy feeling arose in my heart.
There was even a deeper hidden emotion that was so disgusting that it made him clenched his fists involuntarily.
Sylvide glanced at him and shook her head slightly: "You don't have to pay too much attention, Mr. Captain, this world has always been like this. It is very close to you, but also very far away. After all, you are just passers-by in this world. — will never understand something.”
"Sylvid?"
The aristocratic girl rarely showed her true feelings. She just sighed and forced a smile, which made Fang Yu couldn't help but recall the first time he saw her——
Beside the bonfire, the bard and the girl who was a master and a servant could not help but feel the worry on the girl's face.
With that look on her face, she said quietly: "Who will uphold justice for these people? The Kaolin royal family? They are pursuing the murderer just to maintain their rule. Do you think those people really care about what happened here? So they would rather cover it up. the truth--"
"Or the Elpaxin Artisan Association? But the alchemists are only obsessed with their inventions and creations, and this new era they have created. They are arrogant and arrogant. The captain himself is also an alchemist - naturally he knows this very well. "
"Or dragon slayers? But dragon slayers no longer act for justice. They only act for the fate and tradition of their own clan. What they pursue is honor, not justice. As for this -"
Sylvester picked up the heavy list.
"Those things that are hidden behind history, no matter what they were like in life, what they experienced, who would care. The illusion of Dolifen has existed here for thirty years. Only adventurers will set foot here, and there are some unknown ones." The 'transcendence ceremony' is a trivial one, but for the captain - it is just a 'task' and a 'scene'."
She threw the lists on the ground, like pieces of paper butterflies flying.
Fang Yu didn't know why the noble girl suddenly lost her temper, but he couldn't help but think of Xizu, who had just separated from him.
That fragile girl, the chilling and evil appearance of those flesh and blood sacrifices outside - was that what she experienced in the last stage of her life?
He even recalled the trembling look of Tian Lan at that time, and what he told them with a pale face:
"Brother Ed, do you understand... She wants to live so much... But I can't do it, I can't save her; I can clearly feel it, but I can only watch..."
I can only watch those people doing evil——
those people.
Fang Yu suddenly remembered, weren't they the same people who made this city miserable thirty years ago? And what is buried under these ruins are just the memories of a helpless girl?
This illusion of three things called Doliphon——
It is intertwined with the blood and tears, despair and pleading of countless people.
The ghosts who lost their lives in the disaster thirty years ago are wandering in this dark illusion, repeatedly experiencing the darkest and hopeless memory in their lives, day after day, unable to escape.
And are the whispers lingering in those dark and moving corners just to tell people what happened thirty years ago?
So what's the point?
What does the powerful Dragon's Golden Eyes have to do with them, to cause them to suffer this disaster? And what did they do wrong to deserve such suffering?
Fang Plover sighed, Sylvide was right, they did make a mistake. But what is wrong is not just a trivial flaw in this list, but the true meaning of this illusion——
That's behind the resentment, the rage for revenge.
That is the source of the obsession with illusion——
"Aren't they afraid?"
The aristocratic girl was slightly startled, then turned back to look at Fang Plover——
"The people who created all this thirty years ago came back here thirty years later," Fang Plover said slowly in the darkness: "Don't they realize anything at all?"
Sylvide looked at him curiously with a strange expression: "Huh?"
Fang Plover raised his head and looked at the moonlight outside the window. Under the silver moon, there was more hidden darkness.
The gathering whispers lingered in the darkness, and it seemed as if countless eyes were watching all this. The time of the entire illusion seemed to have stopped at this moment forever.
But invisible changes are always hidden in places that people can't see.
Fang Yuan turned around and replied, "Miss Sylvide, we did make a mistake."
Sylvide did not speak, but chose to continue: "The awakening of the dead souls may not be just the power of the Dragon's Golden Eyes -"
"Revenge?" the noble girl asked softly.
But she shook her head: "Unfortunately, after all the memories and emotions of her life have passed away, all that is left in this illusion is just obsession."
"But this weak, pitiful obsession can't change anything, and it can even be used by the Dragon's Golden Eyes."
"Because this world is so real."
"Yes."
"They can't."
Fang Plover replied calmly.
"But we can-"
Sylvester was slightly startled and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
After Fang Yu thought for a moment, he replied in the most concise language: "Didn't Miss Sylvide say that no one will seek justice for these nameless ghosts? You are wrong, there are still people."
"Captain, you?"
The noble girl couldn't help but chuckle, but she still looked at Fang Plover with some appreciation, as if she saw the shadow of her past, simple and innocent.
She couldn't help but said in a teasing tone: "Dear captain, you are only at level five, aren't you?"
She originally wanted to say something more, but suddenly the wind started blowing in the room, and a whirlwind seemed to appear out of thin air. The pieces of paper she had thrown on the ground flew into the air, turning into fragments and dust before disappearing.
More than just dust and pieces of paper on the ground.
The entire office was enveloped in this whirlwind, and even Siesta, who was looking for something in the pile of old papers, unexpectedly turned around.
Only Fang Plover seemed to be unaffected by the whirlwind and could stand in the center of the strong wind at ease.
Not moving at all.
He looked at Sylvide and said, "Do you remember what I said before, Miss Sylvide?"
"Because this is the last scene—"
"Hostings Cathedral."
"It was once obscured by fog for thirty years, but a voice in the dark led us to this place. That's every name on this list, those innocent victims, that's their power."
"Although it is insignificant, it is not impossible to change."
"Maybe they should thank Hu Di——"
“Because someone always needs to step up.”
Fang Yu took a step forward and walked out of the fierce wind. He seemed a little calm, although he didn't know what the overflowing emotion in his chest was called.
But now he understands.
It's called anger.
With such calm anger, he slowly took something out of his arms and placed it on the dean's desk under Sylvide's gaze.
That's a brooch -
The pitch-black badge was outlined with dark silver edges, as if it had been polished over many years and had gone through the hands of many people.
The black background is soaked with blood. After it dries, what is left is a testimony of history.
It reflects the moonlight and is slightly dark.
Then the wind died down.
There was a sudden stop, and the pieces of paper fell down, as if there was an invisible hand grabbing them and letting them return to their original positions page by page.
The strong wind swept away every trace of dust in this old and decayed office, making it seem as new as ever, just like it was decades ago.
It was an era when its owner was still arrogant.
The curtains were completely open, and the moonlight outside the window was so bright that it looked like satin, tassels, or a bright stream.
The gurgling stream flows in this silent room.
The silver moon was empty, but it was only half full.
Sylvester stared at the moonlight for a moment, then hurried over to look at the latest document on her desk. She was only half-written and the ink was still wet.
She skipped the text and looked directly at the date.
Dolifen's fantasy has never changed in the past thirty years.
It was clearly fixed four days before the celebration——
The noble girl turned back and looked at Fang Plover silently.
But Fang Yu only looked at the side wall of the office - there were many portraits hanging there, and the face of one of the girls looked slightly nervous.
It clearly felt familiar to him.
The brooch on the table seemed to be shining brightly.
So, he thought, let himself take a look now to see what happened thirty years ago——
Suddenly there was a slight noise outside the door.
A man's voice that seemed familiar to him spoke from outside:
"Misu, please step back and let me open this door. Let me see what these guys are doing here!"
Fang Plover turned around.
Just in time to see the fleeting look of surprise on Sylvide's face: "That voice is...?"
At this time, the door was split open with a bang.
There were three people standing outside the door.
He was an older knight, but he was not as weather-beaten as he would later be. He had an upright and serious look on his face, and there was no trace of confusion in his firm eyes.
As for the other person, Fang Yu had never met him, but he had heard his name. He couldn't help but think of Tian Lan's description of this man. He was cunning, cunning, and simply not humanoid.
But here, he was just a young man with a head of black curly hair and a face as red as an apple. He stood at the back of the three people.
Fang Plover knew his name.
Rune Lincius, the president of the Black Goat Chamber of Commerce.
As for the last girl, the latter was looking in the direction of Fang Plover.
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