Dorothy's Forbidden Tome

The black cat said it inconceivably, while Sharia nodded affirmatively, and continued to speak with her fists clenched.

"I can be sure of Grandpa! That's definitely not an image body! The dragon killed those hunters in two or three strokes, it definitely can't be an image body! And he also admitted that he is a mimic!"

After listening to Shalia's words, the black cat fell silent for a while, his expression became solemn, and he sat on the high stool without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.

"Dragon... dragon mimicry... shouldn't be... How could there be dragon mimics in the forest... shouldn't be..."

The black cat murmured silently, while Sharia asked curiously.

"Grandpa, aren't you already very powerful by mimicking a lion or tiger? Now a dragon has appeared. Do you think this is the high-level of those big secret associations..."

"Those so-called high-level people? Hmph... Although the nature of many of them has been messed up beyond human form, they are basically mortals after all..."

Hearing Shalia's words, the black cat couldn't help but snorted coldly, and then continued to speak.

"Among the mortals nowadays, almost none can imitate ancient mythical creatures. Even those so-called high-level people are the same. If they can master the imitation spell of mythical and mythical creatures, they will inevitably undertake the mythical level of poison recognition. The existence that can do this can no longer be called a mortal, is it clear? Saria..."

The black cat said sternly to Sally, and Sally was also taken aback for a while, she opened her mouth wide and then murmured to herself...

"It can't be called a mortal... Is this, so scary? Still, it's a good thing I didn't provoke him... Maybe I also pleased him! I, I took the initiative to give him a little secret biography that I finally found tonight , Grandpa, do you think He will be happy because of this!"

The more Shalia spoke, the more excited she became, while the black cat who heard her words was slightly taken aback, and then frowned.

"What! You said that you gave him the secret biography you originally collected, are you crazy meow!?" The black cat stood on the stool, the hair on its whole body stood up, and its expression was full of anger.

"I haven't taught you the correct way to transfer secret transmissions in the dream world! Would you leave spiritual traces on others casually like you?! Such an existence can directly use such tiny traces as a medium! You It may have been completely controlled by him now! He could kill you with just a move of his finger now, do you know that!?"

The black cat yelled at Saria directly. After being scolded so fiercely by the black cat, Saria was stunned and felt aggrieved, and her mouth immediately became flattened.

"But, but... I don't think that dragon looks like a bad guy? It looks very friendly, so it shouldn't hurt me, and I also follow your grandfather's teachings, you must know how to repay your kindness..."

"Friendly? Friendly ass!? The morals I taught you before are in the ordinary life, who made you correspond to the hidden world! Don't bring any moral concepts of good and evil into the hidden world! Always Be careful! Never trust anyone! Don't you remember?!"

The black cat continued to scold harshly. Listening to the black cat's criticism, Sally began to sob a little, with tears rolling in her eyes.

"Now, remember now... Grandpa... I was wrong... Will I be killed immediately..."

Seeing Sally's current state, the black cat couldn't bear it for a while, and then said in a moderate tone.

"Forget it, I was the one who exaggerated the influence a little bit. Since that existence has reached that level, how could he care about such a small guy like you? Since you have been intact until now, then it is estimated that he did not take your life. Take those traces seriously, just now I just used the topic to refresh your memory, just pay more attention in the future..."

"Really? That would be great Grandpa!"

After hearing what the black cat said, Saria immediately beamed with joy, and happily lifted the black cat on the stool, and spun around in circles.

"Let go, let me down, you girl! Don't do that! Don't turn around meow~"

Hearing the black cat's terrified words, Saria immediately put the black cat on the ground, and then the black cat immediately ordered sternly.

"Go to sleep! Continue to study for me tomorrow. You have to quickly accumulate spirituality and advance again, so that you can have the capital to resist stronger poisons, and I can teach you a stronger mimicry spell. If you don't want to be chased by those traitors next time, you should be serious." a little!"

"I know, I know Grandpa!"

……

Yigwent in the daytime, three poles in the sun.

At ten o'clock at noon, Dorothy woke up from the bed after a long sleep, then squinted her eyes and got up from the bed in a daze.

Due to the exhaustion of her mental strength last night, she slept very late, and even now she has not recovered. The reason for waking up now is purely because she is hungry.

"Just find something to eat and continue to sleep... This real Nima in the dream-mimicking world consumes energy, so let's go after a few days..."

Thinking this way, Dorothy, who was wearing white pajamas, put on her slippers, unlocked the door and opened the door. She was shocked to see Greg sitting on the sofa in the living room with a few documents in his hand.

"Good afternoon, Dorothy, it's not a good habit to sleep in late, and you have to change it in the future."

Looking at Dorothy with disheveled hair and a confused face, Greg said with a smile, while Dorothy said doubtfully after looking at the scene in front of her.

"Greg? Aren't you going to work today?"

"No, I took a little leave of absence. I won't be going today or tomorrow morning. I will prepare some materials and equipment for you today. I will take you to the school to register tomorrow. I told you about this before, have you forgotten?"

"Huh? Go to school?"

Dorothy, who had been studying taboo knowledge all night, couldn't help feeling as if she had been in another world when she heard her brother utter this familiar yet unfamiliar term.

Chapter 31 School

Listening to Greg's words, Dorothy scratched her head that was still a little dazed because she had just woken up. After thinking about it carefully, she found that Greg had always said that she would go to school.

Or, it was just so that Dorothy could go to school, so Greg specially wrote to bring his sister from the countryside to the city. Going to school was originally the main purpose of Dorothy's coming to Igwent.

I never thought that I would have to experience campus life again after arriving in this different world... If I go to school, will I still have time to study occultism in the future?

Thinking of this, Dorothy, who was still in her pajamas, rubbed her eyes, and then said with some confusion.

"Do I have to go, Greg?"

In my previous life, I have already studied enough... In this life, I want to do something else, okay...

Hearing Dorothy's words, Greg couldn't help frowning slightly. He put down some documents in his hand, and then looked at Dorothy and said seriously.

"Listen, Dorothy, we are not the sons of nobles and big bosses. If we come from the countryside, we must receive education if we want to have a good future, otherwise we will have to work hard for a lifetime. Your brother and I are now on this road. It is a very special case, not everyone can do it, and it is very dangerous, besides, Dorothy, you are still a girl, and you can't be like me at all.

"So, Dorothy, listen to me, go to school and study hard. In the city, it's not enough for you to be able to read and write. You have to have a higher level of education, so that you can find a more decent job in the future! Say goodbye to rough and heavy work forever, believe me, this is the experience I have learned from what I have seen and heard in the city over the past few years."

Greg gave Dorothy a serious education in the attitude of a parent. Listening to Greg's words, Dorothy's reaction in her heart was yes.

'Going to school...how many 'enlightenments' can he give me? '

To be honest, Dorothy thought that what Greg said was indeed good, but after knowing the existence of the hidden world, she always felt insecure in her heart and always believed that exploring the mystery and allowing herself to master stronger power is the most important thing .

However, I can't confess to Greg, the reclusive team leader, that I have been studying those taboo things. I'm afraid he will jump up in fright and confiscate all his esoteric items, and then strictly order himself to never again. Get out of this kind of stuff.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Greg's serious expression softened for a while, and then he laughed too.

"Okay, this afternoon we just went to buy some stationery you need in school. By the way, Dorothy, here is the brief introduction of that school, and your personal information for signing up tomorrow. This is the best place for you. Come sign your name, remember to write your full name."

Listening to Greg's words, Dorothy was slightly taken aback, then walked over and sat on the sofa. After receiving the materials Greg said needed to be signed, she thought about it carefully, and then picked up a piece of paper from the coffee table. With a pen, he signed his full name on the document.

Dorothea Methhouse

After signing, Dorothy squinted her eyes and looked at her full name on the paper for a while, and then asked Greg on the side with some doubts.

"I say Greg, don't you think we have a little weird name sometimes?"

"Yeah, it's long and strange, and it feels a bit out of place with the people around it, like a foreigner, like in the factory where I used to work, there were three Jacks, four Thomas, and I was the only one named Gregory. "

While speaking, Greg looked out of the window, his expression seemed to be recalling the past.

"In my impression, our name seems to be chosen by that cruel mother. Our father is an uneducated hunter, but we can't come up with these fancy names, and since the name was chosen by her, I think the surname It is probably also her surname, because this surname has never been used by anyone else."

"Mom..." Dorothy murmured listening to Greg's words, and she had no information about this mother at all in her memory.

"Yeah, I don't remember much anymore. I was only seven years old when she ran away. The most impressive thing about her now is her hair. Yes, it's like Dorothy's, a rare white hair. send."

"It turns out that my hair is inherited from my mother..."

While listening to Greg's words, Dorothy murmured slowly in front of her eyes with a strand of her white hair between them.

……

In the Priet Kingdom and even the entire continent, education and religion have always been linked together. The primary education of the whole society has always been undertaken by the classes run by churches in various places. Many people, including Dorothy, They all learned to read and write in church.

Due to the demand for intellectual talents brought about by industrialization, many countries, including Prieter, have implemented the "Primary Education Law" in the past few years, which has promoted the establishment of more and more public primary schools. Free compulsory primary education is now being implemented. Slowly popularized, but secondary education is still beyond the reach of the lower class, and still belongs to the nobility, the bourgeoisie and the middle class.

St. Amanda School is located in the western suburbs of Igwent, adjacent to the upper reaches of the Iron Mud River that passes through the city. Its location is far away from the noisy river wharf area and the pungent industrial area. place.

St. Amanda's School was built by the saint of Radiance, St. Amanda donated and built it more than 300 years ago, so it is also named after him. For 300 years, this school has been served by the noble children of Igwent , and in recent years, due to the social changes brought about by industrialization, this school is also undergoing changes. The children of the bourgeoisie and some wealthy citizens began to rely on the good economy to enter here to study and receive secondary education.

And the middle school that Greg reported to Dorothy is here.

In the morning, the bright sunlight shines through the large glass windows into the clean and tidy school corridor paved with marble slabs. Dorothy in a black shirt and skirt with a suitcase and Greg in a neat suit walk among them. The two of them had just completed all the admission procedures.

"Okay, everything is ready, and you can go to class in the afternoon Dorothy, St. Amanda has a long history and a good reputation. When you graduate from here, you will be able to find a good job. I think a lawyer, Teachers and civil servants are all very good, believe me, it will be very easy for you to find these jobs after you graduate from here."

Walking beside Dorothy, Greg said with an obviously happy expression, while Dorothy at the side glanced at him and spoke lightly.

"Isn't the purpose of going to middle school to be admitted to university?"

"University?!" Hearing Dorothy's words, Greg was obviously surprised, and finally he said with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to have such an ambition Dorothy, we were originally from the countryside, and that was a university! I support you Dorothy, if you really go to the university, we can invite the whole village to have a banquet !"

'In this society...secondary education is already out of reach for the lower classes...they can't even think about higher education...'

Listening to Greg's words, Dorothy thought of this.

At this moment, in front of them, an old school worker covered in white dust and carrying several white plaster statues walked towards them.

All of a sudden, the old school worker slipped, and the two plaster statues he was carrying fell to the front. A shocked expression appeared on the old school worker's face.

Seeing this situation, Dorothy and Greg stepped forward quickly, Greg saved the two plaster statues before they were smashed, and Dorothy stepped forward to support the old man who was about to fall

"It's all right, sir..."

Supporting the old janitor, Dorothy said with concern, but the janitor narrowed his gray eyes after standing up, and then said with a smile.

"It's okay, thank you very much, young man, I'm also old, and my legs and feet are not good enough."

"It's okay old sir, this is what we should do..."

Greg smiled, and then returned the plaster statue in his hand to the old school worker. After the old school worker took the plaster, he left with a smile. During the process, he turned his head and smiled at the Dorothy brothers and sisters.

"The young man has good skills, the little girl has a good heart...they are all good, I wish you good luck..."

As he spoke, the janitor walked leisurely into the distance with the plaster statue in his arms. Looking at his back, Dorothy stroked her chin thoughtfully.

Chapter 32 Dinner

Late at night in Igwent, the clouds shrouded the moonlight.

In a hidden corner of Igwent, in a richly decorated but dimly lit room, a banquet was going on right now.

A strong smell of blood permeates the house. On the luxurious dark red patterned carpet, there is a long table covered with a clean white tablecloth. On the table, there are exquisite tableware and candlesticks. The red candles on the candlesticks are gas A little bit of light illuminated the piles of broken flesh and blood among the tableware.

On both sides of the dining table, there are four figures sitting at this moment. These four figures are all men, wearing decent clothes, like gentlemen, and they also use the knife and fork in their hands to eat the meat on the plate like a gentleman.

And above the main seat at the head end of the dining table, there is an empty high-back chair, and no one is sitting on the high-back chair at this time.

"Gentlemen, what's going on with your respective investigations about Edric?" In the seat closest to the high-back chair, a man with a thin face, gloomy eyes, neatly combed brown and black hair, and a mustache After the middle-aged man wiped the blood from his mouth, he looked around at the dining tables and said.

"No gain..." The one who responded was a young man, who was carelessly and slowly cutting a piece of meat.

"I have used all my strength, and I have gained nothing. Since that day, I have not found any trace of that guy." The responder was a middle-aged bald middle-aged man who was the owner of No. 22 West Elm Alley. pause.

"I can't find Edric in this city at all. My people searched all over the lower reaches of the Iron Mud River, but they didn't ask anyone who came ashore. That guy either drowned or left the city. ...or..."

An old man with disheveled clothes, one eye big and the other small, slightly hunched over, and the napkin in front of him covered with blood looked at Burton across the table and said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Either Burton's information was wrong, and his subordinates misunderstood the wrong person, which made us busy for a few days!"

"What are you talking about, Clifford? Are you questioning my intelligence?"

Hearing the words of the old man named Clifford, Burton was also a little angry. He looked at the old man in front of him and sternly refused.

"Hey... so what if I just question it? If Edric really betrayed Abbott in Vulcan, then he should have run away a long time ago. How dare he go to Igwinter Come on, sell our stuff blatantly under our noses, who gave him this kind of bear heart and leopard gall to come here to openly provoke us, where did he get this capital and self-confidence, so I think it is yours The information is wrong!"

"You..." Hearing Clifford's words, Burton couldn't help but panic, and then he turned his gaze to the man on the table who was closest to the main seat.

"Buck... Let's just use divination to find out the location of Edric. We can't find him by ordinary means!"

Listening to Burton's words, the man with a mustache named Buck took a sip of "red wine", then turned his head to look at Burton and said indifferently.

"There is only one opportunity for divination left by the mentor, and I cherish it very much. I will not use divination unless it is related to the safety of the community as a whole."

"But... Albert is dead..."

"It's the same when he's dead. I said it's not the time, but it's not the time... The mentor is preparing to be promoted now, and has no time to take care of the club. According to his old man's instructions, everything here is up to me."

Buck looked at Burton with some stern eyes, and Burton also swallowed a breath when he heard Buck's words and said nothing more.

After scanning the scene, Buck continued to speak.

"Continue to pay attention to Edric's matter, but because it may be the reason for the intelligence error, there is no need to invest too much energy in it. We have other things to do next."

Then Buck paused for a while, waiting for everyone else at the scene to turn their attention to him, before continuing to speak.

"According to the new information, the captain of the third team of the Anyin Bureau, the sister of Gregorus, has arrived in Igwent. Although the task we assigned to Edric failed because of his possible betrayal, it does not mean that Our original plan is therefore terminated..."

"Buck...you mean to say that you will continue to attack Gregory's sister?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Clifford said to Buck, and Buck nodded.