It rained all night and all day the next day. When the sun set again, all the dark clouds dispersed, allowing the dazzling stars in the sky to shine, and the bright moonlight like a new life to shine on the College of San Carlo at night. , making every plant and tree in this aristocratic school look so romantic and colorful, floating in the breeze and shining with the silver brilliance of the moon.
There are several bronze kerosene street lamps standing on the paths in the school. The warm firelight soothes the peaceful chill of the night. Follow the winding path through the astronomical tower and pine forest, and walk north for a while to see the entire St. Carl School. Find a two-story old warehouse at the northernmost end of Liu Academy.
The warehouse is made of a mixed structure of brick and wood. It is rectangular in shape and about the same size and height as a barn on a farm. It has an arched roof and a wooden door that is huge enough to accommodate an elephant. Very few people have been to this place, and no one has ever seen it cleaned. The solid brick walls are completely covered with moss. It is like a forgotten old man sitting alone in the corner of the college, waiting for the corrosion of time.
Mr. Wayne, who was patrolling, walked to the door of the warehouse with his oil lamp. His skinny body could not even hold up a security guard's uniform. His body cast a long, thin and shriveled shadow under the reflection of the light.
With the help of the light, you can see that the door of the warehouse is tightly locked with a strong iron lock. I saw Mr. Wayne swinging the light around the lock a few times, observing it carefully, and then raised two curls on his lips. The beard snorted softly, put the oil lamp on the ground, and then took out the work manual and ticked it off.
"Everything is correct, just like every day in the past. Alas, they will never increase the salary for this job." Wayne muttered to himself and sighed, with only the sound of wind and insects in the surroundings. , making the patrolman's already lonely figure look even more lonely.
Wayne carefully put away the manual, and then seemed to suddenly think of something. After looking around to make sure no one was around, he took out a bottle of hardcover moonshine from his jacket pocket, giggled a few times and kissed the bottle: "Here you go. So what could possibly go wrong after one sip?" After licking his lips excitedly, Mr. Wayne quickly unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a greedy sip from the mouth of the bottle.
Before he could swallow the sip of wine, a strange sound that was different from the peaceful night suddenly came from the surrounding grass. Wayne was so startled that he almost spit out all the wine in his throat. He hurriedly screwed on the bottle cap to hide the wine. Okay, then lift the oil lamp to illuminate the direction of the abnormal noise. "Who's there! Get out!" He shouted loudly. Seeing that there was no movement over there, he took the initiative and walked over slowly.
"If you are a student, just come out and don't force me to go find your director late at night!"
And when he was completely close to the grass on the side of the road, the light illuminated the grass and there was no sign that anyone had stayed there. Just when Wayne thought he had heard wrongly, a dark crow suddenly flew out from the grass. With a piercing hoarse sound, he rushed towards Wayne's face. "Damn it!" After ducking down in panic, he saw the crow flapping its wings and flying into the night sky, destroying the entire nocturne melody with its unpleasant cry.
"It's the fucking crows again! I hate crows so much! How come there are so many crows in Calliu these days!" Wayne cursed and adjusted his uniform, then turned around and returned to the path with an oil lamp and headed elsewhere. .
When Patrolman Wayne walked away, the silhouette of a young man emerged from the shadow behind a big tree next to the warehouse. Cesare walked under the moonlight, scanned the surroundings with his sharp eyes, and quickly dodged to the warehouse after making sure there was no one else. At the door, the agile Cesare was like a ghost in the night. His eyes briefly paused on the iron lock for a few seconds, and his mind quickly calculated the method and time needed to pry it open.
But soon Cesare shook his head and rejected his idea. Then he took a few steps to the side of the warehouse and soon found a window that had been pried open. Coincidentally, there were bundles stacked under the window sill. The good wood was just right for the feet, and someone had obviously been in there before Cesare.
Has no one noticed this? Cesare was puzzled. The security of the College of San Carlo was not careless. Where did the high tuition fees paid by the students go?
But in the end, this was not something he should worry about. Cesare jumped up to the window edge with a few deft movements, turned over into the warehouse and landed smoothly. Cesare also completely immersed himself in the darkness, surrounded by people. The environment was so dark that it was difficult to tell whether one had opened his eyes or not in the first place.
However, Cesare did not feel nervous in such a completely unknown environment. Instead, he closed his eyes tightly and tried to feel the flow of magic in his body. Then he tapped the ground twice with his toes and whispered a spell in his mouth. .
There were ripples on the surrounding hard ground centered around his toes, and then dots of light like fireflies glowed with light green fluorescence on the floor of the warehouse. Soon the entire warehouse was illuminated by a faint light, at least enough It makes people barely able to see their surroundings.
The interior of the warehouse is very large, and there is still plenty of space despite the accumulation of a large amount of debris. Most of them are obsolete or damaged chairs and teaching equipment, and even huge astronomical telescopes. These objects Most of them were covered with white cloth, and a thick layer of dust had fallen on the white cloth.
Cesare observed the surroundings vigilantly and walked around slowly. He tried to look for Anya's figure, but he couldn't see a single figure as far as he could see.
Immediately afterwards, a strange table attracted Cesare's attention. Unlike other clutter, the table was not covered with white cloth and had obviously been cleaned not long ago. There was also something metal placed on it. Cesare gradually approached and was surprised to find that it was the mechanical heart he had seen at the auction.
"Anya?" Cesare tentatively asked around. "are you here?"
After repeated confirmations and no response, Cesare shrugged his shoulders, wondering what the crazy girl was up to.
Cesare carefully approached and picked up the mechanical heart with both hands. The device was very light and seemed to be hollow. It looked the same as the last time he saw it at the auction. The whole thing was made of iron sheets and wires to look like a human heart. The production process is rough and fine, and the weird feeling revealed in it is like a real steel creature having its heart ripped out, which makes people feel inexplicable physical rejection.
Close observation made Cesare, who was convinced that this was some kind of power core, couldn't help but be a little shaken, because this device looked more like a mechanical heart at this time. From a distance, it looked almost exactly the same as a human heart. After looking at it, I realized that the entire device was made of metal. It was hard to imagine what kind of energy the Hunyadi family used to drive this device. It seemed that there should be a large magic circle inside.
There was a map of the Papal State pressed under the heart, but after confirming that it was just an ordinary map, Cesare returned his attention to the mechanical heart again. Someone had carved a message on the back of this device with a knife. Due to the passage of time, the markings on it are difficult to identify. The host at the auction must have deliberately not mentioned these scratches in order to get a good price.
Cesare crouched down and used the fluorescence on the ground to identify it carefully, and found that the words were from the First Empire of Lonecia. It was hard to imagine that this device had such a long history.
And just when Cesare was concentrating, the girl named Anya suddenly stood next to Cesare as if appearing out of thin air, and lightly patted his shoulder. "Did you find something?" A muffled girl's voice sounded in Cesare's ears, but it did not interrupt Cesare's thoughts. Of course Cesare knew that Anya was standing beside him, but at this time he wanted to know the meaning of these words even more.
"The crows brought bad news, the earth..." Cesare tried hard to identify the blurred scratches, but in the end he sighed helplessly. "Breed...what? The words at the back have been smoothed out and are unrecognizable."
When Cesare stood up with some sadness, he was instantly startled when he looked at Anya, and immediately took half a step away. Confusion and confusion suddenly came to his mind, and he asked in a tone that made it difficult to understand the other party's behavior. :"What are you doing!?"
"What are you doing?" The muffled voice came out again.
Anya had changed out of her prom attire at this time and replaced it with a long-sleeved shirt that looked like a boy's. The clothes that clung to the skin highlighted the girl's figure, and the school uniform jacket of San Carlo Academy was She tied it around her waist. Such a way of dressing could no longer be described as indecent in the aristocratic circle. One can't help but wonder whether Count Lauryn knew about it.
But this was not the reason that frightened Cesare. The main reason was that there was a wooden barrel suddenly placed on Anya's neck, and her whole head was stuck in it by a small wine barrel with a missing bottom. , while Anya stood calmly in front of Cesare, clasping her waist as if she was completely unaware of her funny image.
"Your head! Why are you wearing that thing?" Cesare, who was annoyed by Anya's inexplicable behavior, couldn't help but ask.
"Oh! You mean this." Anya stretched out her fingers and tapped the barrel on her head. "This needs to start from three hours ago. We can find another afternoon tea time to discuss this matter. All in all, I got myself stuck." As she said that, Anya still needed to hold the barrel with both hands. Keep your head balanced. "Can you help me, or you can give me some time, I should be able to finish this soon."
Looking at Anya playing the headless horseman in front of him, Cesare gradually frowned. He did not doubt that Anya was capable of solving this ridiculous situation by herself, otherwise he would have doubted how this crazy girl survived to this day. Cesare I just didn't want to waste any more time, so I silently put the mechanical heart back on the table and started looking around for tools that might be useful.
Fortunately, this was a warehouse, so it didn't take long to find a broken metal rod that was just the right size and broken to be used as a crowbar. Cesare dusted it off and said to the girl whose head was stuck in the barrel: "Please find a wall to lean against."
"Of course." Anya agreed briskly, then spun around in a circle. "It's a little dark in here, so, which side is the wall?"
"Perhaps there are walls on all sides here?" Cesare covered his forehead helplessly. Finally, he walked to Anya's side, slowly took her hand, brought this strange girl to the wall and held her steady. Her shoulders pushed her back against the wall.
"Don't move around. If it hurts you, tell me immediately." Cesare warned seriously.
"As you command, my prince." Anya, whose head was still in the barrel, responded with a smile.
