It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

Ella thought fiercely.

Chapter 20 Messenger

When Ella finished cleaning the kitchen, Henry's old-fashioned wall clock had just struck ten times, and the girl stretched herself tiredly.

The Henrys probably never tidied up the kitchen after Mary, the Maid, was on leave. It was as messy as a rubbish dump by the Thames.They had clearly not prepared Ella's share for this Christmas dinner, with chewed turkey bones and cold soup on the plate.

Ella only ate a few pieces of chocolate in the ten hours since the morning. She touched a few pieces of black bread at the bottom of the cupboard and stuffed them into her pocket.That was her staple food at Henry's house before.

The girl dragged her suitcase back to her small room on the second floor, took a small bite of the bread, then let out a low exclamation, covered her mouth with her hand, and frowned. The fireplace in the living room had already been extinguished. During this period, As time went by, the bread became harder and harder from the cold, like pieces of stone, which made her teeth hurt.

Ella sat by the bed and opened the curtains. It was the view she had seen for several years before arriving at Glamisberg.The scattered houses along the Thames River, female workers washing clothes by the river in the snow, the snow in the alleys blackened by sewage, the occasional passing public carriage, and the dim yellow lamp shaking in front of the vehicle.

Ella had an unreal feeling, as if her previous days at Craft were just a dream.

Maybe those magic, ancient castles, and white roses are just girls' fantasies after reading fairy tales?

Ella looked down at the double-breasted belted windbreaker she was wearing, which she bought in the town of Glamis, and shook her head with a smile.

Those are of course real, and I am different from before. Ella opened the suitcase and took out the remaining chocolate and the oak box, and finally moved out a small alchemy vessel, and quickly built it.

Ella remembered what she had learned in the first class, the rune spell for generating water, and used it to generate half a tank of water in the alchemy vessel, and then put the pieces of black bread on the shelf.The other hand generates a flame to boil the water.

The owner of the alchemy equipment store probably never imagined that someone would use the high-quality alchemy equipment purchased from his store to steam black bread.

The steam slowly penetrates into the inside of the bread, making it soft and soft.Ella stabbed a piece of black bread with her ceremonial silver knife, blew on it, and put it into her mouth.

This bread is made from wheat mixed with a lot of bran, and Ella even chewed some sawdust out of it.

The girl opened the oak box, which contained the white wine originally intended for Uncle Henry. She fiercely pulled out the cork, looked at the blue transparent liquid, and took a sip.

It's sweet, a little sour, and the taste is... a little strange.

Ella blushed and tore open the wrapper of a bar of chocolate.

The alcohol slowly dissipated the coldness in her body and warmed her up, so the girl took another sip of white wine.

"Ling must not have drank yet..."

Ella muttered softly, leaning lazily on the bed, her breathing became longer.

She slept uncomfortably. As the alcohol wore off, the temperature at night became colder and colder, leaving only a few sporadic orange spots on the fireplace in the cabin.Ella pulled the blanket, wrapped herself tightly, and huddled in the corner of the crib.

"Ah!"

Ella woke up and heard four muffled sounds from the wall clock outside the door.In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and there is no light outside the window at this time.

The girl suddenly felt that there seemed to be something else in the room, and she began to be wary. The scene under the window looked a little strange. It was still the old desk, the unpacked black crucible, the oak box, the glass wine bottle and the brown leather suitcase.It's just that the colors became more vivid, the black ones became darker, and the yellow ones became more yellow. The space in that place suddenly rippled like water ripples, and a small shadow squeezed out.

It looked like a shriveled baby corpse, but its facial features were distorted, with disproportionately small eyes and a crooked mouth.It wears a little silk top hat and looks quite funny.

Ella was slightly relieved, but she still felt a little uncomfortable with its appearance. She heard Ling mention this kind of wandering creature, which was a messenger belonging to Kraft School. It is said that they came from the first principal Luo It has existed since the time of Fawcraft and is responsible for the transfer of information between students on campus and outside the campus.

The little messenger crawled along the ground to the edge of the bed. It seemed to have no legs and could only drag its body with its hands to slide hard. I don't know how it was able to travel a thousand kilometers so quickly to the East End of London.

Ella shrank deeper on the bed. This little thing gave her goosebumps all over her body, but the skeleton horse, which was also an undead creature, made her feel more intimate.

The messenger raised his body with difficulty, but even so it was difficult to reach the bed, so he had to push up a letter at an angle.

It was a delicate envelope with red paint, signed Kleist.

Ella took the envelope carefully and slowly tore it open. The principal first apologized for disturbing Ella's sleep, then asked her if the journey was going well, and said hello to Yusef and Adolf.

The letter said that Professor Kleist was busy saving the rose garden in the heavy snow and forgot to tell Ella some things. For example, there is a bar called "The Ancient One" on Giethoorn Street in Whitechapel District. According to the rules of the magician organization in the church district, students from the Kraft School, who are already considered "professionals" in the outside world, need to report there and provide help to the magicians in charge of the area.Generally speaking, this is a rule that only third-year students need to abide by, but considering Ella's current magic level and study progress, Kleist suggested that she report there tomorrow.

"You need to go to the bar and tell the bartender that I am a senior consultant introduced by the priest." These were Kleist's exact words.

At the end of the letter, the old principal said that the roses were in good condition and that he would travel to Rossili County to enjoy the warm sea breeze and southern food.

Happy holidays to Miss Ella Williams.

I feel a little troublesome...

Ella thought, but she would have to go out tomorrow, at least to buy herself a thicker quilt and new charcoal.If Ling hadn't pulled Ella by force, she actually didn't want to move at all and just wanted to stay in the room all winter.

Looking at the poor messenger on the edge of the bed, Ella suddenly felt that it was a bit pitiful, at least she shouldn't be so indifferent.After hesitating for a long time, she touched a piece of chocolate from the bedside, tore open the package, and stuffed it into the messenger's little hand.

Xin stared at the black cube that required two hands to hold with his small, dry eyes, and then tentatively dropped it into his mouth.After that, the messenger seemed to be very happy and waved his hands, got into the ripples, and the scene there changed back to normal.

After a lot of trouble, Ella was no longer sleepy, so she simply turned on the lamp, took out the "Introduction to Ritual Magic" and waited for dawn.

Chapter 21 Everything is OK

When a person is immersed in something, the flow of time in his perception will speed up.There are various explanations for this phenomenon in the magic world, the most famous of which is the theory put forward by a certain alchemist master. He believes that when a person focuses his attention completely on something, the netherworld creatures will quietly and randomly steal his a period of time.

When the master published this theory, there was an uproar in the magical world. He was accused by many people of being a liar, but he quickly suppressed these voices with his authority.From then on, this phenomenon was named "stolen time" by the master alchemist.

This is an interesting story told by history professor Benson in class. He mercilessly satirized the master alchemist, saying that his brain was damaged by mercury vapor and sulfur.

Putting all this aside, Ella was addicted to the "Introduction to Ritual Magic". She had just read one-tenth of the common prayers and spiritual materials of the fire attribute when there was a loud knock on the door.

"Boom!

Boom!Boom! "

Ella was startled when Aunt Tris's loud voice came outside the door.

"Ella! Wake up, Ella! You damn lazy brat!"

Only then did she notice the bright light coming out of the window, and the white snow made it hard to keep her eyes open.

Ella put down the blanket, opened the door, and saw the middle-aged woman with a long face preparing to knock on the door.

Aunt Tris stiffly withdrew her hand that was about to continue knocking. She was a little surprised to find that the people in the room were already neatly dressed.After only a few seconds, she regained her mean expression and handed Ella a two-shilling note.

"Go to Ms. Alva's store and buy eight pounds of loaf of bread. We're running out of bread at home."

Ella took the banknote expressionlessly. The price of a pound of loaf of bread was usually three pennies. Two shillings just bought eight pounds of bread, not a penny more.But considering that the price of bread is likely to increase after Christmas, Ella may have to spend a few pennies from herself to make up the difference.

"understood."

With that said, the girl prepared to run down the stairs.

Tris sniffed, as if he smelled something.

"Have you been drinking?"

Ella, who had just arrived on the first floor, stiffened for a moment.

"How is that possible? Aunt Tris, this is probably the smell left over from washing the cups."

With that said, he hurriedly opened the door.

Tris frowned. Although she accepted the explanation, she still planned to check the wine cabinet at home later.

As soon as she walked out of the gate of Henry's family, Ella felt a cold wind, and the north wind cut her face like a knife, which made the girl pull up her collar involuntarily.

Mrs. Alva's bakery is located in the middle of Smith Street. It has a small storefront and only Alva, who is in her 50s, manages it alone.

"Little Ella, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard from Mary that Henry enrolled you in a residential public school?"

"Yes, Mrs. Alva, please give me eight pounds of loaves."

"It's rare for Henry to have a conscience. Ella, you need to learn more things there, so you can get rid of Henry as soon as possible, find yourself a job as a typist, and when you grow up, you can find a hardworking young man to marry... ok You need to give me two shillings and eightpence, the snow is so heavy these days, and bread costs a penny a pound more than it used to be."

"It's too early for what you said, Mrs. Alva." Ella took out the five-shilling note from her bag speechlessly, not intending to argue with Aunt Tris about the difference.

After bidding farewell to Ms. Alva, Ella did not return directly to Henry's house. She planned to visit the "Ancient One" bar mentioned in Kleist's letter first.

Anyway, Henry's family's reserves are enough for one day, and those people might feel better when she goes back later. As for how Ella solves her own brunch, it is not within the scope of Triss' consideration.

Ella stopped a public carriage and went to the Giethoorn street in the letter.

It was three streets away, and it cost Ella another fivepence.

The girl ran up and down the streets of Giethoorn several times before she found the "Ancient One" bar in a remote corner with a sign that was mostly worn out.The dock workers and rough men stopped playing cards and looked in surprise at a silver-haired girl who was no taller than the bar counter and poked her head in.

Ella did not directly follow what was said in the letter and exchanged code words with the bartender. She first ordered a sausage and mashed potatoes and a glass of hot milk and ate it.

After using milk to moisten the last piece of sausage into her throat, Ella wiped her mouth and said to the bartender.

"I am the senior counselor introduced by the priest."

The bartender who was wiping the dirty wine glasses stiffened for a moment.

"What did you say?"

Those rough men were already laughing.

"Hey, little girl, this is a bar, not a church. You are in the wrong place."

"You must have read too many novels in newspapers, hahaha."

But the bartender looked at Ella seriously and stopped what he was doing.

"I know, I'll take you to see the boss."

There was an eerie silence in the bar for a few seconds, and then someone whispered something.

"Old Jack really hired a senior counselor from the church, and she was such a young girl? Does he have dementia?"

No one could answer him.The dock workers soon started drinking again and playing cards.

In the room behind the wine cabinet, Jack, the bald boss with a goatee, was working on a large plate of bacon.

"Boss, this is the senior advisor introduced by the priest."

Jack waved his hand to signal the bartender to leave the room, and then looked at Ella up and down, with confusion on his face.

"I heard them say that you have to be at least a third-year student at Craft College to serve as a local advisor. You already have a third-year student?"

"No, I'm a first-year student, but Professor Kleist said my magic level is higher than that of a third-year student."

Ella answered truthfully.

"Then it's all right, and I'm sure Kleist won't fool us on this sort of thing."