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

"Drink one a day, and then come to me for six shillings each."

After saying that, Roger pushed open a wooden door, walked in, and slammed it hard.

Kleist shrugged and smiled at Ella.

"Roger is just such a person, but what he says must be for your own good."

Ella nodded, signaling she understood, opened her mouth as if to say something, but closed it again.

"You should have a lot of questions to ask me, it's okay, we have a lot of time now."

Ella hesitated and said:

"Professor Kleist...why didn't you rush over here through that teleportation method like Maruka? If it had been earlier, perhaps...so many people would not have died."

"Ella, you have to understand that I'm just an old magician, not a god. I investigated the sample you sent to confirm the situation, and it will take a certain amount of time. In addition, powerful alchemy items cannot be transmitted . . . but it was really my fault, and I'm sorry."

Ella was silent for a moment, then shook her head.

"I should be the one apologizing, I'm sorry for saying something I shouldn't have said... I also want to know why that cult magician did this? Killing tens of thousands of people, why can he do such a thing."

"I can't be sure about this matter, but I have a few uncertain guesses, especially... that person should have achieved a certain purpose. When we successfully prevented the Son of God from descending and weakening, he took it from the place where the Son of God descended. Something... It's too early to tell you this, well, hurry up and prepare for tonight's banquet, you are not allowed to be absent today."

"Can I go too? Mr. Professor, Professor Roger says I can get out of bed this afternoon."

"Of course, Miss Ling, why not!"

With that said, the headmaster took the hat off the hanger and left the infirmary.

Ling exaggeratedly described the battle that day to Ella. Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, Ella could still hear the thrill of it. If Ling hadn't defended the pontoon bridge, she would have no chance to delay that crucial hour.

Ella buried her head on Ling's body, feeling the warmth of her friend. This kind of warmth gave her the urge to cry, but Ella bit her lower lip to restrain herself. She couldn't let herself be immersed in sadness. Meaningless, and no one wants to see it.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the banquet was held in the main hall of Glamis Castle. Kleist's speech maintained his unique concise style, but it was a little longer than the previous two times.

After the brief New Year's greetings, Kleist cleared his throat:

"I believe that many students have heard of the London incident. The birth of the Son of God caused tens of thousands of civilian casualties. Here, I would like to commend Miss Ella Williams. She delayed enough with her outstanding courage and wisdom. time, which saved hundreds of thousands of lives in London."

The students exclaimed, they were no strangers to this name, the girl named Ella Williams was a first-year freshman who had previously fought against the black magician who invaded the school, and Hyde's expression was particularly exciting.

"With the unanimous consent of the school trustees, we have decided to award Miss Ella Williams a Kraft Second Class Old Seal Badge!"

This is a lifelong honor for a magician, and it is generally only awarded to magicians who have made great contributions.

Ella took the badge from the principal's hand in a daze, looking a little at a loss, but she managed to squeeze a smile on her face, suitable for this occasion.

There was an even louder cheer and applause from the students, which made Ella feel a little lonely.

Kraft gestured for everyone to be quiet, and after a few seconds, Kleist continued.

"First-year freshmen, you are the fresh blood of the magic world. You symbolize Kraft's future. I believe that after these few months, you have completely become a member of Kraft. I would like to present here My belated wishes, happy new year, let's drink to the dead in London, to each other, and to the future!"

The moon is shining brightly, and the evening wind will record laughter, sadness, and loneliness in the stone walls of Glamis and the fragrance of white rose flowers, and the next day, the sun will rise as usual.

(End of first volume)

Miscellaneous remarks at the end of the volume

This book has been written for probably more than a month, and the first volume of "The Evil God" has also been finished.How should I put it, the author's style may be a little different in SF... I wasn't very motivated at the beginning, it was basically just for fun, because I just like steam and Cthulhu (hands down)

So I don't know why I can insist on daily update 23333 in the first place

But as the story slowly unfolded, some readers who liked the story began to appear, which made the author Jun feel very happy and motivated. In addition, another novel by the author Jun won the first prize in the essay competition some time ago. It also gave me a lot of confidence.

So I will keep it in the future (or consider updating a little more every day), so friends who like this story can rest assured.

Let’s talk about the novel itself.

The first volume of "Cthulhu", the freshmen of Kraft School, mainly slowly unfolded the world view. Originally, it was only planned to end with Professor Anderson, but felt that the content was too little... So I simply changed the core from the expansion The worldview shifts to Ella's upbringing.

The protagonist Ella was an indifferent person at the beginning. She began to wake up from the Anderson incident, and later decided to help the Mekel brothers and sisters out of guilt and other complicated emotions. When the plague broke out, she began to become a real blood. "People" with tears.The protagonist of this work was born in the bell tower in the true sense.

In terms of setting, the author checked a lot of materials on magic rituals and spent a few afternoons in the library to learn about London in the [-]th century. Although there are still some fictional parts, I intend to make this story more rigorous. So some places may be more cumbersome to write.

The first volume is finally over today. The author has killed more than N brain cells. In addition, some friends have come to my place in the past two days, so I will take a day off tomorrow. I also need to organize the next volume and the story of the second volume. Will change to a more exotic map.

Yes, it is like that.

Chapter 1 Good News

"It's three shillings and elevenpence in all. Take one dose a day, and it will take about five days to recover."

The girl in the black dress handed the patient several glass tubes with corks, and took a two-shilling note and a handful of copper pennies.

The young girl is the owner of this private clinic in the residential street of Glamis. She is very short, so she looks younger than her actual age.This probably has a lot to do with her long-term malnutrition in a factory when she was young.

"Thank you, Miss Williams, the price of your magic potions has always been very fair."

The guest was an old man in a brown jacket, Mr. Hans Turner, Ella's landlady, who had come back from a trip to London a fortnight ago and had contracted the flu.The potion prepared by Ella this time is softer and easier to be accepted by the elderly, but the treatment cycle is also longer.

In no hurry to go back, Mr. Turner began to chat with Ella.

"Mr. Turner, did you enjoy your vacation in London?"

"The cabaret, the circus, the opera, everything is perfect except for this unfortunate flu, and I say the air in London is much better than it was a few years ago.

Four years have passed since the London Plague, and the House of Commons passed a bill to control pollution in the Thames three years ago.

Even though many factory owners objected to this, they still had to replace expensive equipment with less pollution.After the new drainage system was established, the streets and alleys of London slowly dissipated the unbearable stench.Although the air in the Whitechapel area still smells bad in summer, it is indeed much better than before.

The pain faded away, and the city began to feel alive again.

Ella showed a dull expression that was lost in memory, but only for a moment, she came back to her senses, still with a soft smile.

During these four years, she became a well-known pharmacist in Glamis Town.

Ella picked up a small black cat that had run down the stairs and put it on her lap.

"Renee should stay with me until you get better from the flu, and I'll send her back in a few days."

Renee was the name of the black short-haired cat whom Ella was entrusted with the care of the landlady, Mr Turner, before he went on holiday, paying a pound upfront for it.

Mr. Turner smiled kindly:

"That's great, Renee didn't get you into any trouble, did she?"

"Nothing like that, I love this little guy."

Mr. Turner took the bowler hat from the hanger, packed up the potions, and got up leaning on his cane.

"Aren't you staying for lunch?"

"No, I miss the smoked venison at home, I hope they haven't gone bad."

Mr. Turner opened the door. For someone who had just finished a trip, everything at home was so nostalgic.

Ella stroked Nenny the kitten and turned it to Mr. Landlord,

"How about saying goodbye to your master, Renee?"

Renee turned her head away and buried it in Ella's lap, not being able to look at Mr. Turner, which made its owner smile awkwardly.

In this semester, Kraft's courses have become much less. On the one hand, for senior magic apprentices, apart from some relatively special courses, it is more suitable for them to study topics by themselves.

On the other hand, Ella's injuries were more serious than Professor Roger's initial judgment. The magic ceremony four years ago caused huge damage to her body's magic power system. Until now, Ella still can hardly use any magic.Ella has no way to learn some courses that require magic power.

Ella took Renee off her lap and went to the kitchen to prepare today's lunch. Ling would come here for lunch after the morning operation class.

The girl steamed some loaves of white bread, warmed up the leftover mashed potatoes from the morning, and made a creamy mushroom soup. She stood on tiptoe on the stool, trying the taste of the soup.At this time, the sound of the key turning sounded from outside the door, and Ling had a spare key for this house.

It was a tall girl who entered the gate. After four years, contrary to Ella, her feathers had grown a lot taller, and Ella was already half a head shorter than her friend.

“Smells delicious!”

Ling stuffed bread into his mouth while talking about the morning class.

"The professor taught us how to control the temperature of the flame in the morning."

"That's great. I also really want to go to the magic class. I don't know when I can use magic again."

Ella scooped herself a spoonful of the creamy soup, but didn't drink it, sighing softly.

"By the way, why don't you go to Kraft in the afternoon, Professor Kleist said he has good news for you, probably related to your injury." Ling didn't raise his head at all, his mouth was full of food, Muttering, her appetite is better now than before, and God knows why she hasn't gained weight.

Ella's spoon clattered on the table,

"You mean, Professor Kleist, they found a way to treat me?"

"Yes, it is said that Professor Adolf brought something back from the western United States."

Ling finally swallowed the food and showed a happy expression to his friend.

"It seems that our talented magician, the youngest recipient of the Old Seal Second Class Medal, Ella Williams is coming back again."

Ella's hands trembled slightly, she tried to pick up the spoon, but failed several times in a row, her fingers twitched inexplicably, Ella took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

Ling asked with concern, "Are you here again?"

"Well, probably, it didn't show up for a month before. It seems that this news made me a little too excited."

This is an old problem. Since the incident four years ago, Ella's body will lose control from time to time, as if a certain part is dominated by other consciousnesses. This strange feeling will last for half an hour. Probably the sequelae of overuse of the Eye of Hermes.This phenomenon is especially strong when Ella has strong emotional fluctuations.

"Sorry... I just wanted to surprise you, I was negligent."

"It's not your fault, after all it hasn't been seen in a long time."

Ella tried to calm down, but because Ling's next sentence was completely defeated, she could only wait for half an hour.

"Let me feed you."

Ling said seriously.

……

In the afternoon, Glamis Castle, Principal Kleist's office.

Adolf was standing on one side of the desk, dressed a little strangely. This tall professor was wearing a dusty khaki jacket, a leather tricorne hat, and some tight trousers on his lower body. The girl who entered the door greeted with a smile.

Ella hasn't seen Adolf for about a few months. It is said that this practical teacher went to a certain place in the western United States to perform a mission. This outfit is probably the so-called cowboy outfit there.