It felt strangely like being submerged underwater.
Griffith was in a trance, but everything in front of him was so clear.
"Ah, it hurts!" The slim girl looked up at her, her mouth still twitching, "Do you know how strong you are?"
"Oh, sorry, Krista, sorry." Griffith smiled apologetically, "Let's do it again."
"The last time! If you hurt me again, you can play by yourself!" Krista snorted, "Follow my rhythm, come on,
"one two three four,
"one two three four,
"This time was good,
"Try it again, you didn't step on me, that's a bit of progress!"
Griffith can finally keep up with the novice nun's dance steps!
The two men were wearing iron armor and dancing by the campfire. Breastplates and greaves thumped with the dance steps, and there was no accompaniment to the music beside the crackling campfire.
"Not bad, but something is weird!" Krista took two steps back, clasping her hands in front of the breastplate and looking up and down, "Let's take off the armor once, and the exercise should be close to actual combat."
"No need."
"It's necessary. We won't be wearing armor at the dance!" the trainee nun said firmly. "Speaking of which, it's strange why we would wear armor to dance in the first place. This is the camp. If orcs can touch here, Attack, the sentry has screamed countless times!"
Krista skillfully removed her breastplate, and her slender body was only wearing a thin and plain petticoat and greaves. She didn't allow Griffith to object, and went around behind him to help him take off his breastplate.
"Since you want to learn, be serious. Don't you want to ask the captain to dance at the ball?" Krista's gentle movements left warm marks on Griffith's shoulders.
"I didn't, it doesn't happen, don't talk nonsense!" Griffith denied it.
"Tsk tsk, why are you embarrassed to admit it? Who doesn't like a mature and beautiful big sister?" Krista looked down at herself with a complicated expression, then returned to Griffith and put her heads on his shoulders. , "Put your hands on my waist. There is no armor now. Don't touch it."
How slender, but very powerful, this is a girl's waist...
Krista hummed the melody, and Griffith felt the graceful curves and elastic touch. It was a bit regretful that the time of one song was too short. He kept up with the dance steps and rhythm of the novice nuns and praised sincerely:
"You are so versatile, you must be blessed by the gods!"
"Hahaha," the trainee nun raised her head and laughed, her blond hair hanging around her shoulders was illuminated by the bonfire like the morning sun, and her blue eyes shone brightly, "The bishop also said that I have been blessed."
"bishop?"
"Well, Bishop Raven, I grew up in Raven's church, and everyone likes me!" Krista spun Griffith around, "When I have the chance, I'll take you there to play! "
…
The brief memories fade away like smoke.
Griffith looked left and right to determine his position. He rubbed his face, recalling the memory he had just retrieved.
I actually completely forgot about this experience... I know that I once practiced dancing with Krista, but I have no clear memory like before, and I was dismembered in pieces.
Erza's letter made Griffith aware of many questions that were not as unanswered as who was responsible for charging the veterans. In order to divert his attention and find some clues, Griffith asked Sonia for a magical map. He could find the incredible Wonder House behind Academy Road alone.
The memory recovered this time pointed to Krista's memories again. If he is right, he should be able to find clues in the church in Raven City.
…
"This is what happened," Griffiths returned to the cafe on the main street of Academy Road and told Lana and Murat about the matter. "I am going to investigate again when I have the opportunity."
Before the start of the second semester, they came here again to purchase textbooks and teaching aids.
Lana looked at him deeply: "Your madness is getting more and more serious. Forget it, this is your business. People always have strange dreams. I also dreamed of being with you in a distant place a few times. To fight in our country, we have a mercenary group or something.”
"Do you dream about him?" Murat, who was eating on the side, looked at the two of them in horror and moved his chair outside.
Lana shook his head helplessly, "Speaking of the Wonder House, Fiona did some research during the winter vacation and found some doubts."
"How to say?"
"The Wonder House is very mysterious, but it is not without predecessors who have visited and studied it. As you know, Hometown Watts is most indispensable for scholars with a spirit of inquiry. Mechanically speaking, the memories of those who experience the Wonder House are related to the spiritual world. Connected, obtaining information from another source, and will not react to the malicious intentions of this world that invades halfway, it is not an effective external psychic and emotional monitoring device," Rana said simply, "In other words, we The malice that was sensed was not from Jaros, but from inside the Wonder House, maybe from the spirit world we communicate with. Maybe."
I see.
One of Griffith's ideas was supported.
In a chain of events, attacks and conspiracies fall upon him one after another, seemingly by chance. Whether he was involved in the conspiracy to attack Galadia, or whether he was involved in the gang attack and obtained the bone ring, everything happened like a carefully prepared script for him.
He is like the protagonist of a story, attracting flying nails like a magnet. Then, there must be one or several opportunities that make him, who was originally just a legionnaire, become magnetic.
Now that clues have emerged, Griffith can try to confirm his suspicions step by step.
…
Today we are leaving for Homemonworth to start the new semester. Before departure, Griffith once again came to the Earl's office.
"I am sorry, please accept my condolences," whispered Count William de La Mole, "and may the holy limbs of the Lord touch Elodie's soul."
"Thank you, Your Excellency," Griffith responded sadly.
"If you need to take a vacation, you can ask Sonia and your salary will be paid as long as it doesn't exceed two weeks."
"Thank you, Your Excellency."
Count Larmore sat upright behind the desk, looking at the trainee knight standing a few steps away, and sighed invisibly: "How are you going to deal with Milovan Neville, member of the Arcane Council?"
Dealing with MPs? No, I haven't planned this yet... Griffith raised his head in surprise.
"Very good, it seems that you have no such plan yet," the count shook his quill, "Neopolis is not an ordinary resort. The power you relied on before launching the last-minute charge will come to find you again. .
"I thought you wanted to be a quiet logistics officer, entangled between a female superior and a beautiful colleague, save money to buy a house by the sea in a remote neighborhood of Beyeland, and then die peacefully in your study. Here. Don't look at me with this silly face. I don't know what you young people are thinking.
"Now it seems that fate has already decided the gift to you and the price to be paid."
Griffith didn't know how to answer. He has not yet submitted a detailed report on his charge against the twenty cultist Beyonders, but the Count seems to have mastered a lot of information.
The count did not ask any questions or point out anything, but continued:
"Congressman Neville has close contacts with certain forces in the southern continent. Of course, at a public level he is just an uncontested elder, a curious scholar, a protector and patron of explorers. However, at our level From now on, there will be enough pawns to do everything for you.
"I don't want you to waste time on meaningless things. If you are thinking about something, at least wait until you have knight status, a strength of Sequence 7 or above, and you don't need to report everything to me or ask for leave. To plot.”
"Yes, Your Excellency, Earl." Griffith vaguely understood.
"Okay, I hope you have a brain in your head. Knight Roland has a famous saying, the bishop can't run away from the church." The count tapped the table lightly and smiled as if he was remembering something. "No matter what the congressman did or what he did, Whatever he does, his nest will always remain there."
This sentence is quite straightforward. In fact, I have not made any attempt against the MP, and many matters need to be investigated step by step. Griffith thumped his chest:
"As you command, Your Majesty."
"Then, if you have nothing to report, you can leave." The count waved his hand.
Actually, I have something to report, so forget it, I’d better trouble Sonia. Griffith saluted solemnly and retreated toward the door.
"etc."
He had not taken two steps when the count suddenly stopped him. The count had a very heavy workload and often forgot and then suddenly remembered things. From Griffith's perspective, you can see that his hair is getting thinner.
"Please give me your instructions, Your Excellency."
"Go to Ashford to get five units of potential potion," the count said. "The price will be deducted from your salary."
"..."
The housekeeper of the Earl's Mansion had prepared these potential potions and handed them over in a small box with a smile:
"At the price of 500 silver francs per unit, it will be deducted from your salary for the next two years."
"puff!"
Griffith almost choked on his own saliva.
"I think the earl means that you should take it now."
"But what will I do for a living next?"
"Don't think we don't know that you have your own small treasury," the butler said with a smile, "The extraordinary characteristics of the twenty-two cultists are not a small amount of money. If you don't use it to improve yourself, why should you keep it as a dowry?"
Griffith sadly took out his money bag: "I will pay part of it now."
"As you wish," Ashford nodded, "I'll give you some tips, Mr. Apprentice Knight.
"Whether it is extraordinary abilities or magic, in addition to improving through your own practical learning, you can also use potential potions to quickly increase your level. It must be noted that the resources required for each upgrade will increase significantly. The fourth level will bring Qualitative changes and substantial returns.
"So, please remember, resources and troops should not be dispersed but concentrated."
