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

Hyde ordered a few silver shillings, and replied casually,

"Ah, of course not, it's just pure haunting."

Thompson's eyes widened.

"I almost thought you were really a scholar in the ordinary world."

"how is this possible."

Hyde spread his hands, he read the question in Thompson's eyes, and explained,

"Although the so-called scientific basis is my nonsense, but those are not unfounded lies, his room is indeed poorly ventilated, and the light is very dark, which is really bad for the body...Our The identity is a policeman rather than a priest, this kind of explanation must be more appropriate than haunting, right?"

The inexperienced liaison officer was stunned and couldn't say anything for a while.

After a long time, he was relieved.

"Okay, anyway, the task has been completed, I will send you to the contact point, and then just return the uniform and carriage to the police station—"

"Not yet."

Ling interrupted him, saying that carriages and uniforms would be requisitioned temporarily.

"We are now going to the town of Cambridge, thirty miles away. The mission is not over yet, but you can return to the contact point first. The next thing is not something you can interfere with. Well...we will send the carriage back later. .”

Thompson quietly swallowed his saliva, his intuition was indeed correct, the task that would allow Kraft to send out three executors would not be a simple exorcism.

He didn't say much, got out of the car when passing the next corner of the street, and called out the police officer in charge of driving. He was worried that the follow-up mission would cause danger to ordinary people.

"Isn't that in compliance with the regulations? What are you going to do?"

Hyde said softly.

"Remember Mr. Taylor's words? Norbold Williams is a graduate of the History Department of Cambridge University. There may be some clues there. We still have six days, so we can't waste it."

"But why this carriage? We could hire one ourselves, and that would cause no little trouble—and can you ride a horse?"

Hyde asked several questions in a row, and felt that she was a little unreasonable.

"first--"

Ling pointed to his silver armband, which represented his position as a trainee inspector.

"Wearing police uniforms, we can check the school files more conveniently. Secondly, those troubles will be solved by people from the family alliance. This is the so-called welfare treatment of the shadow. Finally, I can ride a horse."

With that said, she pushed the carriage and walked down.

Shadow smiled maliciously,

"Thirty miles is indeed beyond the limit of my use of the 'door'... However, you have also become very skilled."

Ling didn't intend to pay attention to her, got on the horse, and held the rein.

-

The town of Cambridge is thirty miles north of London, although it is a town.But with a large scale and a population of more than [-], it can be regarded as a small city.

Passing through the marble corridor, the three police officers were led by the archivist to the archives room. The staggering number of paper files in front of them made them sluggish.

Hyde turned his head and looked at the gray-haired administrator,

"Leave temporarily, this involves a major case."

Because the file contained many nobles and members of the church, the administrator instinctively wanted to refuse, but the pupils of the young man in front of him suddenly became like the deep sea. After a slight dizziness, he closed his mouth and chose to go with the previous Seconds are very different actions.

"It's unbelievable that the headmaster actually knew Kraft, and even Kleist?"

After the old man left, Hyde heaved a sigh of relief and sighed in disbelief.

"It was unexpected, but it saved us a lot of trouble."

As he said that, the shadow waved his hand, causing a large number of files to float into the air, and began to flip by itself.

Of course, magic must be used, otherwise they may not be able to get clues if they search for three days.

After more than ten minutes, the shadow flew those files back to their original place.

"I checked the information for nearly 200 years. There are only 75 Norberts in the history discipline, twelve of them are women. After screening, there are three who can meet Henry's description. I personally think it is him."

The shadow made one of the dusty books float over and flipped to a page by itself.

"Norbold Hall, he was a graduate of 1739, about . . . 110 four years ago."

As the shadow moved, a graduation photo from that year flew out of the paper bag.

"Look, isn't this face very familiar?"

She pointed at one of the young men with conspicuous hair. It was a face that had appeared in Henry's old photo album, but it looked more youthful.

Make no mistake—that was the Norburd Williams of college.

Chapter 15 Teacher

"The above is all, Mr. Executor."

Howard Yousef took over the report, and there were details about Ella Williams' life experience.

With his back facing the sunset, he sat on an easy chair in a wooden house by the lake.

"Go back, I'm no longer an executive officer."

The reporter bowed respectfully and then left the cabin.

There are now three people in the cabin, Fred Mephisto and Straw Belusay are standing in a corner of the room.

"The man named Nobold died more than 90 years ago, and the results of divination on his remains showed that he was indeed Ella's father. In this way, Ella Williams may indeed be something related to the evil god. Now the first two speculations can be ruled out, she must have been exiled to a space outside the material world."

Fred stroked his short beard, but seemed to be too forceful, and accidentally pulled out several strands.

The executive seemed to have aged a bit in recent days. He just leaned silently in the easy chair and said nothing.

"Is it time to give up? Howard."

Straw Belusay was rare serious,

"Humans can't reach that world, and only we can't see the other side. Only people of their own will can come in handy-I can't let my son turn into a ghoul with drugs, and Fred does that too. The same is true, and the puppet has clearly rejected it."

"I...forget it, he's right."

Fred agrees.

Yousef was very calm, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him, he replied,

"Let me do it, Ella is my student."

"Howard!"

Straw paused heavily on the ground with the platinum cane, and the muffled sound of the wooden floor echoed in the air.

At this moment, Straw had already used magic, and the dull sound wave contained a strange power, which would force people to succumb to the caster's will.

This kind of coercive power is very terrifying. Even if Hyde has the assistance of alchemy tools, it is impossible to reach this level.

"She's not even a human being, she was just picked up by you, a dangerous creature related to evil gods! You should know what your own existence means in the current situation!"

But Yousef didn't seem to be affected in any way, he just watched the water birds flying past on the lake outside the window.

He took out a black wooden box from his pocket, and when it was opened, everyone could feel an indescribable palpitation.

Lying in the wooden box was a dry, shrunken black umbilical cord with blood stains.

Yusef looked away and picked it up between two fingers.

"I hope it doesn't taste too disgusting."

As he spoke, he smiled and dropped the umbilical cord into his mouth.

After he swallowed the umbilical cord, there seemed to be no special changes, but his intuition made the other two wizards feel that Yusuf had alienated into something completely different at this moment.

"You are crazy! Even if you can find Ella in other dimensions, maybe she is not strong enough to have a chance to return to the material dimension, but you absolutely can't. With your current state, the difficulty of descending will definitely not be less than that of the Son of God! "

Straw was taken aback, but he couldn't stop the former's movement in time, and roared angrily, which was a rare expression on Belusay's face.

Yousef looked at his right hand, which seemed to be slowly becoming transparent, he thought for a while, tore off a pendant from his neck, and threw it at Fred.

"Give it to Adolf, just say it's my wish, and protect Ella's safety if necessary when she returns."

Fred grinned, showing his werewolf-white teeth.

"I will, and I make that promise to you now, too."

Howard Youssef nodded, and looked out of the window again.

The sun was about to set at this time, and the spring breeze blew across the lake, disturbing the afterglow of the setting sun. It was a very peaceful scene.

Since when did you start treating that student as your own child?

Yousef closed his eyes slightly and fell into the memory. Did he see those familiar eyes in the burning factory?Or when he returned to Glamis after the mission, he saw the child's expectant smile?

It's been so long that I don't remember.

The setting sun shines through the window, and the red-painted wooden chair becomes empty.

-

In the town of Carlotine in the Land of Snow,

The Frost Sand Moon had just appeared from the horizon, and the sky hadn't completely darkened yet. The purple halo made the sky look a bit illusory.

Ella and Lily have just returned from the market. In addition to some local-style clothing and more magic materials, Ella also bought a sheepskin notebook similar in style to Yusef's and a quill.

After saying hello to Ashley who woke up, she quickly returned to her room without having dinner, and began to record the memories she could recall in her notebook.

Recalling the strange feeling she noticed on the street, it is certain that, whether it is because of the special environment of the Snow Country or other reasons, her amnesia is gradually blurring and lost.

Perhaps this will be a long process, but the danger lies in its imperceptibility. After an hour, Ella recorded all the important things and relationships that she could think of in graphics or words.

She also plans to start a diary later, if necessary.