Somewhere unknown. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The freezing of winter has just begun, the gloomy sky is falling with a little snow, the dark brown branches are piled up with the snow of last night, the dawn has not yet fallen, and the world is still in peace.

In the distance, moss-covered old buildings are still asleep, except for the windows of the corridors that reflect candles, swaying in the cool breeze of winter.

In the corner of the third floor of the villa, in the room at the end of the corridor, there was a cold light different from the candles.

Half-open windows, fluttering curtains, and the faint light of the morning star were a long, not-so-neat table, with its cluttered metal utensils.

In jars, colorless liquids are unusually viscous and distort the light, and test tubes containing colorful liquids are labeled and displayed in a delicate wooden shelf.

At one end of the scale, a new weight, faintly visible in ancient script, reveals the new inscription of the Holy War Calendar 1013 on the side, while at the other end is a black powder piled up on white paper, and with a slight shake of the scale, the hands of the balance level level and finally reverberate around the scale that indicates balance.

"Exactly. ”

Shaking the powder off the paper into the beaker, the youth—perhaps a teenager—used tweezers to place the weight back into the box, and then expertly removed a bottle of turquoise liquid from the wooden shelf by the wall.

Although the linen robe was rough and could not be compared with the cashmere shirt he usually wore, he was more willing to endure the moment of discomfort than the scolding he would receive when his clothes were soiled by the various reagents of the experiment.

The young man's face was pale, and his black pupils stared at the test apparatus in his hand.

“…… The next step is to slowly pour this into a beaker and stir it with a glass rod to dissolve it thoroughly. ”

As if he was a little unconfident in himself, the boy muttered as he followed the operating procedures on the book spread out on the table, and slowly tilted the mouth of the bottle close to the beaker.

The turquoise liquid flowed down the walls of the cup into the cup, and as soon as it came into contact with the black powder, it made a sizzling sound, and at the same time, curling green smoke, and the pungent smell spread in the air, making the boy a little annoyed why he forgot to wear a mask to do this experiment.

A third of the beaker was quickly filled, and the reaction in the cup gradually diminished with the stirring of the glass rod, and after about a quarter of an hour, the black powder and the blue-green liquid merged into a bright yellow solution.

"It worked. ”

Although he could hardly think of any reason for failure according to the method in the book, the boy was still secretly happy at the bright yellow liquid in front of him.

At the very least, there is something I can do.

Thinking of what could have been a nightmare meeting three weeks ago, he shook his head, trying to banish the words from his head and focus his mind on the beaker in front of him.

He picked up the tweezers, took a crimson crystal from the richly decorated silver box at hand, and carefully placed it in the solution.

No reaction occurred, but the boy did not stop his movements.

He stirred the glass rod for a while, waited for the bright yellow liquid to turn a dark red, and then poured the solution from the beaker into a test tube and went to the other corner of the room.

The place has long been emptied, and there is not a trace of dust on the clean and tidy floor, only an intricate pattern, faintly visible.

The boy leaned down and carefully poured the liquid from the test tube along the edge of the pattern, and soon the sunken pattern was filled with dark red liquid.

It was a circular circle, but the complex words and lines seemed extremely harmonious, simple and beautiful.

In the center of the circle, there is a red gem, which is shining with a shimmering light.

"Perfect. ”

The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the formation of the magic circle.

He then pulled out a silver pendant encrusted with aquamarine from his pocket, and with his right hand grasped the thin thread of the pendant, so that it hung directly above the circle.

As if in resonance, the aquamarine and the red crystal immediately shimmered in sync.

Together with the Endless Void, construct a channel of magical power, speak and pray, perceive and respond. ”

What he was talking about was neither a magical spell nor the words in a book next to him, but a theory that was the foundation of the foundation.

Plop -

The heart seemed to skip a beat, and you could feel some ripples from the pendant.

It was as if a pebble had been dropped on the surface of a calm lake.

The dry and cold air of the early morning was mixed with the breath of restlessness, and the dark red liquid that was the main body of the circle seemed to be affected by this restlessness, and gradually became waves.

At first there were subtle fluctuations, then large agitations, and finally, boiling, the dark red liquid vibrated as if it resonated with the blue pendant in the boy's hand, and the frequency of the flickering tended to coincide with the frequency of the oscillation.

Then, larger fluctuations diffuse in the air.

His right hand trembled as if it was about to break out of his grasp, and the boy looked embarrassed and unconsciously pressed his left hand to his right wrist, trying to control the expanding resonance response.

The crimson crystals burst out with dazzling light, complementing the brilliance of aquamarine.

At this time, the young man gently bit the index finger of his left hand, and the bright red blood flowed down his fingertips and dripped into the magic circle.

Hum -

On the magic circle, the silver world strings intertwined, wrapping around the boy's right hand and the pendant, he felt as if he was floating in the water, unable to touch anything, and this feeling lasted for a certain amount of time, and he suddenly came back to his senses as if he had grasped some life-saving straw.

“...... Heroic spirits from the distant past, answer my call and appear here. ”

At the end of a long list of incantations, there was a somewhat erratic call from him.

Then, an explosion was produced.

The frantic wind threw the room in shambles, and the boy was shaken back by the shockwave, feeling a rush of blood welling up in his chest.

He was distraught and struggled to get up from the table that had been reduced to pieces.

Then, in the cloud of smoke, he saw the figure of "that".

Among some tattered armor were Sen Sen's white bones, tall and tall, and behind his back, a huge long sword was terrifying, and in his hollow eyes, the blue fire was flickering.

"Skull ???"

The boy was surprised for a while, and then turned into a great loss.

This summoning spell took him a long time to work hard, and it was his last hope to turn the tables, but he didn't expect that what he summoned was the most inferior skeleton!?

Is it true that he is the waste of their mouths?

The young man sighed, but soon, the skeleton's actions shocked him again.

Because the most inferior undead, after looking around, actually stretched out his hand towards the boy.

"Alphonse, the Heroic Spirit, have you been summoned, I ask you, are you my summoner?"

Make up another name, Skeleton, Rosen said to the boy in front of him.

(Volume III: The Seeker Lost, End)