ah! What have I done!
Griffith was mortified. Although it was just an accident, and it was an accident that made him a lot of money, such an accident had already made him run towards the finish line on the road to social death and being beaten to death by the Canaanite Archon.
…
This semester's Flying Leaf arrived at Homemonworth without incident.
At the dinner, two unknown elf wizards appeared next to Principal Tiberion. After he finished his speech for the new semester, he nodded to the guests and announced to everyone:
“We are honored to introduce two new colleagues from Canaan,
"The distinguished high-ranking mage Julius Sidious, he will serve as the first-year spells teaching and the dean in charge of upper-year spells research,
"His Excellency Archmage Samuel Servicius, Associate Professor of the Theory and Practice of Charm Tactics."
Two magnificently dressed male elves stood up and nodded to the students in the audience. Sidious, the high-ranking mage of Sequence 6, wears a white robe decorated with mithril and fine gold. Pure white, azure blue, light gold, and deep red gems are dotted with cuffs and collars. There are multiple layers of crystal arc-shaped halos around him. His side disappears and appears.
He has a rare appearance that makes all praise pale, and he has a free and easy, majestic and noble demeanor. Her long pale golden hair reflected the light of white diamonds in the Hall of Homemon Watts in a confusing way.
Griffith vaguely felt that Sidious's beauty looked familiar, but he couldn't explain why.
The girls present let out bursts of exclamations. Even the daughter of a famous family who paid the most attention to etiquette couldn't help but marvel.
"Are all elves so good-looking?" Fiona's eyes glowed, staring intently at the astonishing-looking dean in charge.
Galadia smiled and said nothing.
Griffith looked very gloomy. He had no interest in men and male elves.
Although Miss Elf didn't slap him on the spot, she avoided him since then and even sat in another seat during the dinner.
They had always sat together.
ah! What have I done!
Griffith took a sip of golden rum in frustration and examined the enchanted jewelry on the two professors.
Another associate professor, Archmage Samuel of Sequence 7, is quite extraordinary in terms of temperament and appearance, but compared to the more noble and beautiful Sidious, he is not so eye-catching.
The two elf wizards simply addressed the students and returned to their seats, seemingly not very interested in this job.
The next banquet was a routine ceremony. The band played moving music and welcomed the new semester with singing.
Galadia, Sonia and Fiona formed a group last semester, and this time they performed an amazing chorus. The three girls were wearing long white dresses decorated with blue crystals, and they were as moving as the fairies by the lake in the story.
The somewhat heavy atmosphere in the hall became lively, making everyone forget the sad faces of a few Shutoral.
I'm going to have a chat with Galadia, no, no, no, it's an apology! It’s reflection! Propose corrective measures!
Griffith pinched his face hard to cheer up. The elf's treble was distant and ethereal, causing ripples of resonance in his chest, gently pushing away countless bad emotions that had accumulated for a long time.
However, the elf girl did not return from the backstage until Griffith absentmindedly finished the rest of his dinner. After a while everyone should go back to their respective rooms.
He stood up, left the banquet inconspicuously, passed through the side door in the corner of the hall, and walked towards the secluded backstage.
In order to make it easier for students participating in the performance to put on makeup and change clothes, there are several private rooms next to the hall of Homemonworth. When Griffith walked over, he happened to see Sonia and Fiona walking towards the hall while chatting softly. He subconsciously hid in the shadows and waited for them to pass.
This couldn't be better.
The performance is over, and Galadia should be the only one left in the dressing room. Griffith walked over confused and excited, not even knowing what to say when they met later.
When he came to the door of the dressing room, he found the door ajar. There were two people in the room chatting in a light tone that was hard to hear.
One of them is Galadia, who is the other? Griffith leaned carefully against the door and glanced into the room through the crack of the door.
The elf lady, who had taken off her corolla, was wearing a thin long skirt. She had loosened the ribbons and buttons that tied her shoulders and was sitting on the dressing table. From Griffith's perspective, he could only see her slim back and smooth black hair. . She was complaining about something in her sweet voice——
"You are finally free! You really don't care about me at all~ (human language)." Then she switched to the ethereal Elvish language like a mountain spring, and her touching voice sounded like a coquettish voice.
Griffith's ears perked up!
At this time, the gorgeous and noble Sidious walked over from the corner of his sight and leaned next to the girl. His sharp and arrogant eyes were gone. He looked at her with gentle eyes and whispered a few words. Then he raised his hands and put them on the girl's attractive breasts to fumble for something.
Galadia twisted her body, a bit complaining in her tone, but she did not stop her.
Griffith felt like he was struck by lightning and could hardly breathe. His mind went blank, and his rationality evaporated instantly. His left hand was pressed on the Corrupted Feather Fencing Sword, and his right hand was unconsciously rubbing the bone ring.
Sidious' sharp gaze suddenly focused on the crack in the door. He gracefully walked around Galadia, faced the door of the dressing room, and chanted an incomprehensible spell.
Black thorns surged out of the cold floor tiles for no apparent reason and wrapped around Griffith's ankles. But as soon as they came close to the boots of the apprentice knight, they turned into ashes as if being burned by fire.
A smile flashed across the corner of Sidious's mouth in the room, his right hand flashed, and an ice-blue long sword appeared in his hand.
"What's wrong?" Galadia, who was blocked behind her, saw the sharp blade in the high-level mage's hand and hurriedly jumped off the dressing table and looked toward the door.
At this time, Griffith raised his hand and knocked lightly on the wooden door, then slowly opened it: "Excuse me, it's me."
Sidious frowned slightly and spoke in Elvish language with disgust, then switched to human language and said: "You rude human, how dare you peek into the girl's privacy, I will crush you into dust. "
OK! come!
The corners of Griffith's mouth turned up involuntarily, and he took a step forward silently, wishing he could fight the high-level archmage now and tear him alive. In such a narrow space, with blood all over his body, he thought he had the upper hand.
Isn’t it Sequence 6? Under the disturbance of being unable to drive the magic power, throw the gun three times at close range, and I will make you regret coming to this world.
"Wait! What are you doing? Stay back!" Galadia hurriedly walked between the two of them, first stopped Griffith with her eyes, then turned to the high-level elf mage and said quickly A piece of Elvish language.
There was no emotion at all on Sidious's calm face. He glanced at Griffith, who was on the verge of breaking out, then looked at Galadia, shook his head and spoke in Elvish.
"I know, I know!" Galadia waved her hand, pulled up Griffith's sleeve and walked towards the hall.
Griffith, who was ready to fight, was pulled out and followed her obediently.
The banquet in the hall has long ended, and the students who have eaten and drank enough have already gotten up and returned to their dormitories. Brownies of all sizes were busy clearing away the dishes, tables and chairs.
The two of them walked side by side along the quiet corridor.
Galadia looked at Griffith strangely, as if she wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth and said nothing. The latter had already recovered a little from the stomachache and anger, and apologized to her first: "That, before, I'm sorry."
"Don't mention it again." Galadia lowered her head and covered her face. After a while, she keenly felt that something was not right in the atmosphere. She stopped and asked, "Is there anything else I don't know? You can tell me."
What should I say? What's your relationship with Sidious? Is he one of the elves you mentioned before asking you out? Has your relationship reached that point?
Griffith looked at the girl's clothes and charming lines, and suddenly felt a stomachache and dizziness again. He really wanted to know the answers to these questions, but he couldn't ask them. He was worried about how the two of them would get along if the answer was what he suspected.
"Then~ wait until you think about it and tell me. Don't keep it in your heart." Galadia waited for a while but didn't get his reply. She hesitated and moved forward, looking at Ge. Riffis's side face was tilted, his head slightly tiptoed, and his slender hand moved beside his strong palm, as if he wanted to do something.
Before Griffith could understand, Galadia shrank back with a blushing face, turned around and walked forward slowly: "Let's go, it will be too late if we don't go back. There are many classes tomorrow~"
Griffith nodded and quickly followed the elf's deft footsteps.
At the end of the dark corridor behind them, Sidious stared at the backs of the two of them, his disgust and displeasure seeming to be substantial.
After returning to the dormitory, Griffith always had some strange feelings, but he couldn't say what was wrong.
The soft bed at Homemonworth was much more comfortable than the wooden bed at the Earl's Mansion. After rolling a few times in the bed, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
…
This seems to be a strange mansion. The style of architecture and furniture was something Griffith had never seen before. It was gorgeous and exquisite with a hint of natural charm, as if the entire mansion was a harmonious whole.
Griffith looked around confusedly and found that he had come to an unknown place.
There is a legend circulating in Homemonworth that there are some hidden places in this huge castle that invite students to enter a strange little world.
The endless corridor was pitch black, with no candlesticks or chandeliers. There seems to be a concave gap on both sides of the roof, with gem-like crystals inlaid there.
Griffith had just taken two steps when a burst of shouts suddenly came from the darkness behind him. He turned around and saw a man running towards him from the darkness, screaming for his life.
"Don't chase me! Help!" The person shouting was a senior in the second grade, the eldest son of a great nobleman. He was handsome and talented, and was very popular among girls. He screamed and ran to Griffith and grabbed his arm.
"Help me! Help me!"
Before the senior could explain clearly what the danger was, Griffith suddenly felt something in the corner of his vision. He hurriedly turned around and saw a white thing approaching from the deep darkness at an alarming speed.
At first, its form was unrecognizable and silent. As it appeared, a weird and strange laughter appeared in the quiet passage.
The laughter got closer and closer, and Griffith made out a vague voice in the laughter:
"Play with me!"
"Play with me!"
"Wow!" the senior screamed and ran away into the darkness. The strange object followed behind him and pounced on his calf at an incredible speed.
"Play with me!"
The senior and the indescribable screams disappeared in the darkness.
This, what is going on.
The puzzled Griffith stared into the darkness, trying to find clues from where they disappeared to understand the scene before him.
At this time, a strange feeling appeared on the instep of his foot.
The voice and white shadow that had just disappeared appeared again.
"Play with me!"
Judging from the appearance and clothing, this is a little baby crawling on the ground. The skin is very fair, appearing silently in the darkness, like a white ghost.
"What's your name?" Griffith stretched out his hand, but before his fingers could touch it, the baby disappeared without a trace.
What is this? Griffith continued to walk along the corridor for a while in confusion.
Suddenly another chubby boy ran out of the darkness, who was also Griffith's classmate. He remembered that he was a first-year student in the Sheila Branch and was very good at cultivating magic plants.
"Don't move, don't move!" the fat boy shouted nervously, pointing at the door, "There is a monster inside."
Griffith immediately became alert and reached for the sword at his waist. But he grasped nothing.
what happened? I don't have any weapons? What's going on here?
Griffith looked at his hands and found that the bone ring was still there, so he turned the door bolt to see what was inside.
"Don't!" the fat boy screamed.
"Hey~" The door opened by itself. A small black shadow appeared in the crack of the door. Its head was wrapped with black twisted tentacles, and its body was completely black. In the creature's hands, bright red organs and intestines were dripping with blood. A suffocating burnt smell came out of the house.
"Want to eat intestines?" The black shadow grinned, revealing a set of sinister teeth.
"Ah!!!" The fat boy turned around and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Want to eat intestines?" The black shadow turned to look at Griffith. Following its movements, the tentacles danced crazily as if they were alive.
This horrific scene is horrifying. Griffith took a step back in shock, condensed a sharp ice gun in his hand and swung it towards the black shadow.
The ice gun was disintegrated the moment it appeared, turning into a ball of water and splashing on the black shadow.
"Yeah!" Black Shadow screamed and rubbed his face with the hand that was holding his intestines. Those black tentacles fluttering in the wind dissolved and turned into dense black threads like clumps of hair.
The shadow cried out and fled into the darkness without a trace.
This, what is going on?
Griffith opened the door in confusion and found that the room was shrouded in suffocating smoke. The floor was littered with splatters of blood, a black frying pan, torn pieces of meat, intestines and organs. An intact brain was left among the debris. Scattered black handprints were left on the walls, where some poor creature had been killed, decomposed, and then left to be eaten.
This chaotic scene made Griffith alert. He searched the room carefully and found no weapons, but found several scattered bones, which were stacked like a ritual in front of a dressing mirror.
Griffith left the charred room and began searching the first floor. He found more rooms, deserted corridors, and cold halls, but he did not find the classmates who had just appeared or the strange creatures that disappeared.
He couldn't understand this scene. Just as he was meditating, this incredible scene turned into a ripple-like phantom and disappeared.
