Sabina held her breath and tried not to make a sound as she walked through the library hallway. Right now, His Excellency the Lion is busy with the war in his vassal country, and His Excellency "Silver Cross" Osvid Sidney is still on duty at the observation deck. To be honest, Sabina doesn't like this old man at all. Astrologer, she always feels that the other person is trying to find trouble for her in different ways. If she was caught for waking him, Sabina might have to go spend some time with Roma.
In the darkness there was only the gentle sigh of the night wind. The air flow penetrated into the empty corridor and brushed against the carpet tassels and porcelain ornaments. Even the astrologers in the astronomy room have now left the tower and gone back to rest. Sabina boldly skipped tonight's observation for her long-lost close friend, because she knew that her mentor Larson was not here today either.
No one is here, she thought quietly, it's just me and the stars. The Lyre is so bright tonight that even the broken moon cannot hide its brightness. The Harp is always bright, it is Otto's eyes.
Is Otto watching me? Sabina couldn't help but wonder. She suddenly felt panicked and turned around to hide in the shadows around the corner. The edge of the nightlight's halo was twenty yards away from her. There was never anyone keeping vigil in the tower... Blumnot was different. There are not only the patrol cavalry of the Sheriff's Department, but also the cross knights of the church searching for demons that may be hiding. To be honest, Sabina was quite afraid of those priests. Even though she was not a demon, she still felt naked in front of them.
Sabina walked around the stairs and into the deserted drawing room. The astrologers were long gone, let alone the apprentices. The ceiling here is decorated with huge constellation patterns, and the star paint emits a mysterious shimmer. The unfinished works of the students were scattered all over the floor. The ink on the whiteboard evaporated hard and turned into round ink dots that went back into the bottle. The sound of her opening the door alerted the cleaning staff. When these little things saw her, they immediately put together a sarcastic sentence: "Come to make up for your homework?" 』
"I graduated." Sabina knew them. She had been familiar with them for a long time. This is all thanks to Roma. Even if she can finish her astrology homework on time, she will always have extra time to write when she is with the little lion.
"It's okay, we'll tell your mentor. He always has a task for you. 』
Sabina was too lazy to pay attention to these ink elves. She just drew a few strokes on the whiteboard with a pen so that they would have no time to bother her. "If you are too busy, go find the brown fairies. They will never graduate." Miss Astrologer stepped over a pile of measuring sticks with her robe in hand, leaving those mysterious items behind her. The drawing room was located a little below and to the left of the council chamber, and she planned to go to the top floor.
Sabina lifted up an old, unclaimed drawing board to reveal an ivory tab underneath. She pressed the tab into the wall, and a large chunk of the ceiling above her head suddenly disappeared. The gap is exactly the hat seat.
This was the secret passage discovered by Roma. At that time, the stupid lion had no idea that the Top Hat symbolized the transformation of passages and spaces until she shared the secret with Sabina, and Miss Astrologer recognized it immediately. The Top Hat Seat was located directly above the Earth's Inner Sea, and she had observed it several times with her telescope. Sabina couldn't say she liked it. But since discovering this secret passage, she has begun to pay attention to every star pattern in the tower related to the Hat constellation.
Pull tabs appear on the wall one by one, leading to the top hat seat in the star map. Sabina grabbed them and climbed to the top. The secret passage was like a deep well, and the tabs disappeared after being used. The secret door opened behind the chin of the portrait of "Victor" Veronca in the gallery. She counted silently in the darkness, got into the gallery, and crawled out from the gap behind the frame. Who knows what might come out of the top hat? It's an old joke.
There was still no one in the gallery, but the portraits of the saints all had serious faces, making the place look a bit scary. Sabina knew that the Prophet was in the room, accompanied by the priest's apprentice. Mentor Larson was either in the lab or standing outside their door eavesdropping... The latter was unlikely, but Sabina did see him standing alone outside Ms. Helen's door in a daze. It was her voice that woke him up.
It was in the afternoon, Sabina recalled. The sun penetrated the clouds and mist, but could not penetrate the door, not even the hot and delicate emotions of the mentor. She thought of Larsen's expression, and could almost feel the shame he felt at his actions. He was so focused, joyful, and passionate that he was no less than discovering a brand new star. She also recalled her shock. Before that, Sabina had never known that Larson had such feelings for Ms. Helen. He never said it out loud, and never deliberately appeared in front of the Witch of Destiny. Who can blame this?
At the end of the gallery is a pool. The furnishings here follow a certain custom of the ancestors, dyeing the pool water into a turbid gray-white color. Roma described her adventures to her - although the little lion was sworn to secrecy, Sabina was not among the people who were forbidden to listen to the secret - there was a place underground in the island, among the deep holes that were either sea water or soil. The bright red pool of blood and soul is the vampire's sacred potion.
"As long as you take a sip, you will immediately turn into a rotten, semi-undead creature!" Roma's tone was so serious. Although Sabina was skeptical, she knew that the vampires could indeed use curses and blood to create vampires. Maybe they And what about potions? The astrologer lady listed vampires as one of the mysterious races that she least wanted to see. She was really glad that there were no vampires among the astrologers in the astronomy room.
The water here is not a magic potion, but it still has a faint red color. Sabina looked at the reflection in the pool and suddenly realized that it was the blush on her face. This look was familiar to her, but it made Miss Astrologer feel extremely panicked. Asking her mentor Larson now might give her an answer, she thought, but more likely he wouldn't be able to tell. I don't want to learn how to deal with personal relationships from him and then make myself the butt of a joke.
She opened the silver ring and used a rune to call the Brown Fairy.
Legend has it that all the secret passages in the tower were built by brown fairies. They even dug out the underground of the library, almost burying two unlucky apprentices in the pit. The famous apprentice - the clerical knight who is currently chatting with the Prophet, caused trouble because of this.
Sabina still had vivid memories of what happened in the tower, but the person involved had almost forgotten about it. This is not difficult to understand, she thought to herself. While I was still repeatedly drawing the star map and preparing for the fire ceremony, Uriel was about to go to the Eastman Kingdom with his mentor to find Rome. The island and the cauldron pool, the war and peace in the mysterious realm, and the dangerous journey of the apprentice of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs have nothing to do with her as an astrologer. Sabina also didn't want to sleep in the open and face dangerous enemies all day long.
The only person who made her resentful was Roma. This stupid lion dared to escape from the tower during his apprenticeship, and when he came back, he was lucky enough to light the fire and become the Windrunner. She didn't know if she expected Roma to ask her to come with him next time. After all, she was considered a mysterious creature... But these were ridiculous conjectures, thousands of miles away from her life. It is impossible for me to have any interaction with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in my life, and Sabina felt a little sad thinking about this.
When Wegley invited her to the restaurant, Sabina readily agreed. They all know that this is nothing, and Wegley has always hoped to have a good relationship with Roma. But to be honest, Sabina didn't like his choice very much. The little lion was not good at dealing with friendly attitudes. She would reconcile with Wegley without hesitation and turn around to threaten others not to call Wegley anymore. "magnifier".
It was a wise move to compromise with such an idiot, but Sabina wanted to see his backbone even more... Although everyone knew that Wigley's status could not be compared with Roma, and confrontation would undoubtedly be an egg against a stone. Could it be that I prefer a dumber partner? She couldn't help but laugh.
Brownie brownies are Larson's most effective servants, and Sabina has become familiar with them. Wrong, the mentor’s most effective servant should be me, although Sabina never dared to mention this to her face. These little brownies will be obedient after being paid. Sabina took the glass bottle of the alchemy potion and promised that they could go to the kitchen to find some leftover milk. If that doesn't work, just go to the drawing room and drink the ink. Anyway, no one can keep up with the brown fairy's ideas when it comes to twisting orders.
Sabina stepped anxiously into the shadows.
The gallery was long and wide, and her footsteps roamed everywhere, bumping back and forth between the columns. I'm afraid the Prophet and Uriel have long since finished talking and Larsen is looking for me. She was thinking wildly. Why should I come here? The room will probably be empty. An exercise. certainly. She had to make preparations in advance, and she couldn't be like her mentor and Wigley... Gods, is this necessary? I clearly still have a lot of time. This is a stupid thing to do...what if there is someone in the room? What if I say something wrong and disturb the other person’s rest?
There was a voice in her mind urging her to turn around. Even going to the drawing room to practice in front of those ink dots would be much better than coming here. I'm so uncool. Sabina thought of her face reflected in the pool. She is not ugly, but rather beautiful. She is younger than Roma, but she already looks like a girl. Ms. Helen has more of a mature woman's charm than I do, and Sabina knows that, but obviously she won't be every man's dream girl - astrologers and foreign ministers are different. Wish they were different in every way.
No light can be seen in the gap. Sabina knocked on the door. nobody. Gods bless no one inside. But do I really want my wish to come true? She had been planning this night for a long time, thought about it a thousand times, and was even so excited that she confided in her close friends. If no one...
...But suddenly the door opened.
"Dinner." Sabina couldn't believe that this was the first word she blurted out. "I mean, I mean, you didn't come to the restaurant, and you never went out... Sir. I'm sorry." Her mind went blank. "This is. That." Where are the gods? Otto, save me! "I'm here to inform you, my lord, Uriel and a night elf arrived in Blumnot not long ago, and the prophet is communicating with the former." Otto really extended a helping hand, although Sabine didn't want to say this at all. . She could already imagine what was going to happen next.
But the reality was unexpected. "You came to see me?" the commander asked. Bai Zhizhi opened the door and starlight entered the corridor. His eyes were full of scrutiny.
