I played the world alone

Chapter 426 Is she too? ([-]-in-[-])

Although a lot of the content has been mentioned by the elders in the past, and it was even recorded in the book given to Garnier.

But this was the first time that I heard this ancestor talk about the past in person.

Flair slowly told the story of how she was rescued by a witch and given abilities, and Simmons was naturally an indispensable part.

However, the contact between the two parties only lasted until the day of the execution. After that, Fryer was worried that he would be tracked, so he never contacted him again, and he did not know what happened to the other party.

I really didn't expect that the other party would become obsessed with it and start studying this matter.

After all, he is a clergyman.

If you are discovered, it would be an understatement to say that your reputation will be ruined!
  Novia did not expect that her ancestors would have a close relationship with the author of this book, and she couldn't help but be a little curious: "Do you think the content written in this book is true? Can you really use this weird method to summon demons? ?"

"Maybe it's okay, kid." Fryer slowly landed on the ground and gently touched the top of her head with his hand.

"Although I didn't witness it with my own eyes, I did hear that the witch summoned a real demon!"

"It was just that it was suppressed by the divine power afterwards, and no one has successfully reappeared since then, including me and Simmons."

Novia nodded slightly, and then stared at the rubbing document in his hand with some incredible eyes.

She originally thought that this was just some general information related to occult knowledge, and the so-called terms for summoning demons in it were actually some kind of metaphor.

I didn't expect it to be true!
  "Ancestor, do you want to go and see the scene? Maybe you will remember some key things when you go there." She suggested.

Fryer waved his hand.

"No need."

"Those things are in the past. And I don't recommend summoning demons. It's a very dangerous and stupid move."

She had seen the witch's ability to confuse people before. Even though she was rescued and transformed into a wizard by her, she still couldn't help but be a little wary.

Although the current information was researched by Simmons, most of the theories contained in it were taught by witches, so they must not be completely believed.

"We just need to observe the church's actions secretly to see if we can discover the mysterious power they possess. It would be great if we could discover some techniques that we can apply and add some obstacles to the church."

"Don't do anything other than that."

"And that Garnier from before, you have to be careful not to get too close. Even though he looks polite to you on the surface, he is actually just testing the strength of our family."

After all, Fryer is an old man who has lived for hundreds of years. It is true that he matures with age. He has a lot of experience in people and things he has seen, and he can see the fishy things at a glance.

Novia lowered her head and listened respectfully and carefully to the teachings.

"She is very strong. If there is a life and death fight, even if there are three of you, you may not be her opponent."

"And this kind of person, once she sees any weakness, may need to cut off a large piece of flesh to get out of trouble."

"So it is okay to cooperate with her, but the relationship cannot be too deep. Remember, people may have the wrong name, but there is absolutely no wrong nickname."

"Her name as a black witch is definitely not groundless!"

"I understand..." Novia nodded solemnly, "I will be careful."

But at this moment, Fryer's eyes suddenly changed, and his originally lazy and tired eyes suddenly became sharp, staring in the direction of the window sill.

It was already dark, and there was a round-faced owl with black and white fur standing on the window edge, staring directly at them with a pair of round eyes, revealing a bit of humanity!
  "owl?……"

Novia was confused for a moment but did not relax her vigilance, because the owl held some special symbol in the wizarding circle.

"It turns out there are guests visiting. But why not go through the front door but through the window?"

Fryer's voice was low, and at the same time the window opened automatically, and the owl fluttered and flapped its wings and flew into the room.

As soon as it hit the ground, it turned into a ball of black smoke.

Immediately, a middle-aged man wearing a black cloak and slender but gloomy expression slowly walked out of the black smoke.

"Please forgive my sudden visit to my noble and beautiful lady, young lady."

The man took off the round felt hat on his head and behaved like a gentleman.

"But I heard from Garnier that you guys seem to be looking for me. Oh God, please forgive my presumption, but no man can resist the sincere invitation of a beautiful lady like you."

"Even before coming, I was already looking forward to this beautiful encounter..."

Although he talks a lot about running a train, his greasy tone also makes people feel disgusted and disgusted.

If he were outside, Novia would definitely teach him a lesson secretly and let him know the consequences of talking nonsense to a lady!
  However, several key pieces of information can also be obtained at this time.

"Garnier... looking for you?"

She took a closer look at the man in front of her, and suddenly felt a little surprised.

"Are you the pure-blood wizard?"

"That's right, if Ms. Garnier didn't know the second pure-blood wizard besides me." The man shrugged.

"I thought it was just a legend or Garnier deceived us..." Novia was still young after all, and the surprise on her face could not be concealed at this moment.

"Does it really exist? But why has our family searched for it for so many years without any results?"

"Hmm... maybe you are working in the wrong direction?" The man frowned and thought carefully, "It's like we are flying in the sky but you are desperately searching on the ground, and there will never be any results."

"That's an interesting theory, sir." Fryer said slowly.

When the other party was talking just now, she was already slowly observing various details of the other party.

But the conclusion is unclear.

This in itself is enough to explain the problem, because even for Garnier, she can roughly estimate the gap in strength between the two sides and be confident enough to deal with it.

From this moment on, the other party looks like an ordinary person without any magic power, but the magic he cast just now is definitely not fake.

This is a very strong enemy!

If she had still suspected that the pure-blood wizard might be fake before, now she kind of believed it.

"Then can you tell us how to find the world where pure-blood wizards live?"

"Oh, please believe that it is not interesting for me to find that kind of place. Otherwise, how could I come to your world? Just like Rice before me."

"Rice..."

Fryer recalled: "Is it the ancestor of wizards mentioned by Ms. Garnier?"

Of course she doesn't think this is correct, because she herself is a proof of it, which existed even earlier than Rice's appearance.

"Yes. In addition, if my guess is correct, there is also the witch you met before who was burned to death." The man smiled slightly.

Fryer frowned, a little incredulous. "She? She is also a pure-blood wizard?"

The man nodded and said matter-of-factly: "Of course. Do you think a real wizard would be burned to death so easily?"

Flair shook his head.

If she was too young then, she knows it very well now.

In the context of the Middle Ages, when there were no supermodel weapons of destruction such as guns, a witch who knew a little bit about magic would never be caught by Muggles, let alone be burned to death by stupid flames!
  "That's right."

The man clapped his hands.

"She's just taking this opportunity to get out of some trouble."

"trouble?"

"Yes, just like Rice, she is also wanted by pure-blood wizards and needs to escape by feigning death."

The man waved his hands helplessly: "Obviously her first step of the plan has been successful. Almost everyone believes that she is dead."

"But the bad thing is that she didn't honestly find a safe place to hide. Instead, she wanted to take this opportunity to put into practice her evil and terrifying research that was still on paper."

"Summon the devil?!" Novia couldn't help but interjected.

She thought about the books hidden in the basement.

"Beautiful lady, you are very smart." The man glanced at her admiringly, "She knew it was inconvenient for her to take action, so she found two agents. One is you, and the other is the assistant priest Mr. Simmons."

"You two did a good job completing her mission, and even succeeded in letting her summon the devil from hell!"

Flair shook his head: "No, I didn't mean it at the time."

"But the result is not different, right?" The man raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Even if the witch directly told you at that time that if you help her summon the devil, she would help you rescue your sister, would you really have the heart to refuse? "

Fry suddenly fell silent.

There is no denying that she does have this selfish intention.

Even though so many years have passed, I still remember the dark and even scary thoughts I had at that time.

As long as he can save his sister, it doesn't matter what the price is or even how many people die! Anyway, those people were all bad people who persecuted my sister.

Immediately she raised her head again and stared at him with slightly narrowed eyes.

"You seem to be very clear about what happened back then?"

"As long as I want to know, nothing can escape my eyes and ears." The man maintained that somewhat gloomy smile. He didn't look handsome, but rather scary.

"But what happened back then is in the past, and it doesn't make any sense to talk about it, right?" Flair withdrew his gaze with some fear, not wanting to continue on this terrible topic.

But the other party didn't think so.

"No ma'am, the story of that year is far from over."

"It's better to say that the show is about to begin."

Facing Fryer's questioning gaze, he slowly continued speaking in a somewhat joking tone.

"Have you ever considered the possibility that the witch who taught you magic is not dead?"

"how is this possible?!"

Flair's expression changed instantly, his original tired and lazy posture was gone, and he shouted almost subconsciously, even a little bit scaring Novia next to him.

The girl has never seen such an excited side of her ancestors.

"She must be dead!"

"I have confirmed this through various channels back then, including local villagers and church documents."

"At that time, the witch used herself as a sacrifice to summon the devil. Unfortunately, the devil was suppressed by the angel before it fully appeared..."

When she said this, her voice paused slightly, as if she had found something suspicious.

"Yes, that witch was just suppressed." The man nodded, "But you ordinary wizards may not know how powerful a real pure-blood wizard is, and his soul is extremely tough and almost indestructible."

"Even though the environment she was in was an extremely harsh hell."

"About this, Ms. Fryer should be quite aware of this given your current state."

Fryer nodded slightly, but his expression became more serious.

She is very clear about the current state of her soul. The stronger the "magic" she masters, the tougher her soul becomes, which is enough to allow her to survive the passing of hundreds of years.

If it was that witch...

"Is she really not dead?"

At this moment, Flair's mental state is no longer the almost drowsy tiredness he had before, and he even seems to look a little younger.

I have to say that this is indeed an idealistic and extraordinary phenomenon.

"Of course it's true. And the purpose of my trip is to pull her out of hell and hand her back to those old pure-bloods. Maybe they will reluctantly agree to give me more freedom."

"But considering that she has been your teacher for a while and also saved your life, I feel it is necessary to tell you in advance."

Flair looked at each other.

"Aren't you worried that I will stop it?"

"No, I believe in my strength, and I also believe that you will not do such meaningless things." The man shook his head very confidently.

"Indeed, thank you very much for informing me, sir." Fryer nodded slightly, "This information is also very important to us. I wonder what kind of reward you need?"

She didn't want to owe a favor, especially if the other person was so mysterious and weird.

It's a pity that the other party doesn't think so.

"The time has not come yet. One day when I need it, I will come and ask for it from you in person."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of black smoke suddenly appeared at the man's feet. After covering his whole body, he saw a vigorous round-faced owl flying out of it.

Breaking through the smoke, he flapped his wings and flew outside, disappearing into the night in a blink of an eye.

"Snapped."

The windows automatically closed and the curtains were drawn to completely isolate the outside world.

Novia looked back at her ancestor who was still in deep thought, and couldn't help but suggest: "If that witch is really alive, then if we can save her, will she give us more rewards? "

After all, all the magic of the ancestors was taught by this witch. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the true ancestor of witches!
  Then she must have more secrets worth exploring!
  (End of this chapter)