Griffith put the diary away, took a deep breath to calm down, and checked the scene again. The crystals of Professor Julian's extraordinary properties have precipitated and condensed into a turbid sapphire. Although this crystal has been contaminated, considering the potential intelligence and the wide range of uses of the extraordinary wizard's characteristic crystal, the price of Professor Julian's extraordinary characteristic gem is at least 40,000 silver francs.
In addition, most of the magic accessories, scrolls and spell-casting materials carried by the professor are well preserved and are worth tens of thousands of silver francs.
This is an amazing windfall. However, it is nothing compared to the diary in my hand.
Aaron and Isius...
Griffith's hands trembled slightly. The son of prophecy in the mysterious world, Aaron, who is destined to bring balance to light and darkness, is carefully protected by Principal Tiberion. He himself is also very careful to advance his secret plan. To this day, Griffith has He still knew very little and didn't even have reliable clues.
However, since he is related to Isius' family, he has found a breakthrough.
Griffith hurriedly looked down and found a scrawled record near the words mentioning Joffrin Lundyrus and Wesker de Crozier.
"When I was doing the experiment last night, a terrible shadow condensed in the sky. His face was so hateful and horrifying. I looked at it, and a chill penetrated my heart. I was so scared that I trembled and chanted a spell to prepare for self-defense. . It did not make any hostile moves, and lingered in the void for a while before shaking and disappearing.
"What is it?? Is it looking at me?? Is it guarding the secret that I am approaching?
"The problem may come from my experimental materials, which look like dry stems and leaves of plants, or small sections of octopus tentacles. I know very little about it, and my limited knowledge is limited to the fact that it seems to be related to the mystery of the 'death' pathway. It has almost crazy regeneration and metabolic properties. It comes from the primitive jungle in the southern province of Emon. The local trolls call it KULAMANAFEITA, which means eternal life and path. I translate it as——
"Stairway to Eternity."
Behind the text is a picture of a group of twisted vines, cliffs, dense forests and caves in the distance, and a winding road leading to a circular area. Judging from the composition, it seems to be the end of the journey, a building like an altar.
"knight!"
Griffith's shoulder was suddenly tapped hard. He turned around and saw Alandel pulling Neferty to his side with a panicked look on her face.
"Let's get out quickly, I have a very bad feeling!"
As soon as she finished speaking, an astonishing aura came from the direction of the giant snail, crushing the human soul like the roar of a giant beast breaking free from its cage.
The three of them felt so depressed and breathless by this sudden impact that they didn't even dare to imagine what kind of existence it was.
Griffith immediately closed the note. The clues in the diary are too important and too startling to be analyzed carefully in a safe place. But now is definitely not a good time to do this.
…
After escaping from the ruins, the three Griffiths met the sailors and soldiers of the Birren Hill who came to pick them up in a small boat on the seaside. As the preliminary repair work is coming to an end, the Birren Hill has also regained a certain combat effectiveness.
However, Griffith was extremely exhausted and did not have the courage to adjust the Outer God ruins again. The same goes for Alandel. They returned to the battleship and sailed toward the west exit of the Throat of the Abyss without looking back.
Next, the repaired Birren Hill carried the Storm Squadron for temporary correction in the eastern part of the Sea of Tranquility. Griffith and Neferty transferred some of their important personnel, equipment and materials there to the military's speedboat and drove directly to the Hometown Watts school.
On December 21, Griffith finally returned to Homemonworth.
He landed at the Baltimore Harbor outside the school, said goodbye to Alandel, and escorted Neferty along the shopping street to the campus.
Frost Festival, the most important holiday in winter, is approaching, and there is already a festive atmosphere on the road. It is said that in order to allow the many exchange students from Odessa to integrate into the life here as soon as possible, the Hometown Watts school prepared a particularly grand holiday banquet.
The town uses green rattan and pine needles to surround the golden bell eaves and window sills, and puts them decorated with red ribbons and colorful gift boxes. A huge pine and cypress was placed at the intersection of the shopping street, with a star hanging high on the top of the tree.
Neferty stole a glance. A strange smell came to my mind, and there was loss and loneliness hidden in my curiosity.
Where is Naira? Is he safe? Who will I spend the Frost Festival with? The girl timidly looked at the knight beside her. He walked resolutely, wearing a red wool cloak outside his long red coat and silver breastplate. He stared at the towering arrow tower in the distance with cold and sharp eyes, not even looking at the beautiful decorations along the street.
His eyes were full of expectation, as if something wonderful was waiting for him there... Neferty became curious again, and couldn't help but look at the old black castle at the end of the road. However, when she thought about how this knight was bombarding her school and killing her teachers and friends just a few days ago, she quickly drew a line in her mind.
"The Earl and Countess of Kwai Mantha have submitted an application," Griffith said suddenly, "I saw the official letter at the port. They will come to see you during the Frost Festival."
"Really!" Neferti blurted out, and then asked worriedly, "You won't let me see them, right?"
"Of course not, Miss Marquis." Griffith glanced at her with a faint smile. The night snowflakes fell slowly and hung on his hair and face, as cold as a statue carved from the evil iron of the far north.
He must have some conspiracy! Maybe he wants to take this opportunity to find Naira’s whereabouts! I will never let him succeed! Neferti made a decision in her heart. However, when she thought about it carefully, she began to worry about her brother's safety again, wondering whether he had been injured in the battle and whether he had eaten well these days.
Griffith escorted an uneasy Neferty to the Great Hall of Homemonworth. It's getting late now and most people have gone to bed.
Like other Odessa exchange students, Neferty was assigned to share a living room and bedroom with Beyelan's classmates. In order to prevent the frightened girl from running around or causing trouble along the way. Griffith took her all the way to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory. After being notified, he accompanied her upstairs and prepared to personally escort her to the room.
The girl hugged her small bag tightly to her chest, with only her two eyes exposed, timidly looking at the dark corridor after the lights were turned off. Her luggage had been sent here in advance and was piled in the bedroom by Brownie. Whenever she passed a deserted corner or an empty house, she would look nervously at the knight next to her, fearing that he would suddenly pounce on her.
This corridor was too dark and too long, and Neferti became more and more frightened as she walked, finally sobbing softly.
"The dormitory here is managed by the student committee. Every three bedrooms form a group and share a living room. Violation of discipline and filth will result in penalty deductions for the entire group's practical class results," Griffith walked beside the girl with his hand on the scabbard. He kindly explained the school rules to her, "If everyone is unhappy, after suggestions from other members of the group and voting by the committee, students who perform poorly will be moved from the dormitory to an independent dormitory. This is not a good thing."
Neferti cried even harder when she heard that she would be kicked out of the dormitory...
It's really difficult. I can't comfort her. This is a girls' dormitory. How should I explain if someone sees her. Griffith tilted his head with a grim expression. Before he could figure out what to do, a figure jumped out of the darkness with a "whoosh" sound, scaring Neferti's cry into silence.
"Good evening Nia~ Hey! Griffith, you brought another cat back! Alyosha wants to report it!"
Alyosha jumped down from the rafter and landed steadily in front of the two of them. As a young elf, Alyosha was arranged by Lady Aviana of Arran to enter the first grade of Homemon Watts. Griffith speculated that the original intention of this arrangement was to have someone to help Galadia when needed, and to act as an eyeliner.
"Isn't it already past bedtime?" Griffith glanced at Alyosha and asked, "Why are you still wandering around here?"
"Meows are all like this!" Alyosha responded casually, showing her little tiger teeth.
Very good, came at the right time! Griffith breathed a long sigh of relief and said seriously: "This is Miss Neferty von Kwaimantha. I will leave it to you to take care of her and help her adapt to life here. Pay attention to safety and don't let her go." She ran away."
"Meow?" Alyosha was stunned for a moment, "Meow did not receive this task."
"Galadia arranged it," Griffith said without thinking, "Are there any other questions?"
"No more nia~" Alyosha jumped over and took Neferty's arm, "Don't be afraid, Hometown Watts is a good nest, and every cat is welcome!"
Neferty wanted to escape from the little elf girl's arms, but struggled for a while without success, and felt that the situation was better than before, so she followed Alyosha obediently.
…
There is a long way from the girls' dormitory to the boys' dormitory, passing through the garden, library and gym. Since it was already time to turn off the lights and go to bed, the students at Homemon Watts were not allowed to hang around outside without special reasons and approval. If caught by the night watchman, a severe punishment would be inevitable.
Griffith walked quickly to the room. He was very sleepy, and the cold winter night made him want to get into bed right away.
Just then, he heard a sound. It was like a swarm of snakes and rats running past the wall, and the faint hissing sound sent an icy chill down your spine.
Griffith had had a similar experience in Canaan, and he immediately ran towards the sound. When he listened carefully again, he found that the voice sounded like a call and a curse, too elusive to grasp or understand.
Soon, the sound faded away.
