"This Monte family bench was installed in 1662, and it was purchased by the head of a burial agency, and it is funny to say that it was actually Narubalek of that generation who came to visit and did not find a suitable seat to sleep in, so he let his men install it. After all, we are relatively small here, and we have almost no income or anything, although the source of this bench 4 looks funny, but it is also the property of the church. ”

In the stave church, the old priest who led the family of three introduced them with great interest, and he did not look like a respected god on the outside, but was more like a skilled tour guide than a priest who exercised the will of the Lord.

Well, in fact, there are already people who can't resist the temptation to bring it up.

Although she is a mother, Andrea, who is completely unconscious, holds the young Lynn in one hand, and raises the other hand high like a schoolboy.

"Mr. Priest, Mr. Priest."

Running to the bench and looking at the chair that was old, Andrea still asked.

"Why do I feel like you're talking like a tour guide? And this kind of thing that involves the past of the church and even the burial organs, is it really okay to say it directly? ”

"Hehe, it's okay." Brushing his beard, the old priest spoke.

"I usually have the obligation to explain here, and I negotiated with the official tour group here a few years ago, and the proceeds from my explanation will also be donated to the Lord as a daily consumption here."

"I see."

Andrea tilted her head, indicating that she understood. She trotted to the bottom of the cross without hesitation, and looked at the crucifixion with curiosity - unlike most Western families, she was a non-believer, and even because she was a family of exorcists, she had not been to church a few times since she was a child.

"The smell of the leylines here is so strong." Unlike his wife, Di noticed that one of the best spiritual veins in Sogn-Feulana was connected here, and he could feel the magic of the earth's sinking even when he stood here.

"Father, mother."

Suddenly, Lynn spoke, tugging at the corner of his mother's coat, and then pulling his unknown mother to his father's side.

"I just received a letterhead from a classmate." Holding up a gold coin in his hand, marked with tiny letters, inviting Lynn to her house.

"Classmates' invitations? I see, this family seems to be right next to the church, but it's just another way up from us, and if we go down this side later, maybe"

After a deep groan, Di looked up at the time again.

At this time, the old priest who was watching this scene interjected appropriately: "Well, if you don't mind, it's okay to borrow a night." "Perhaps the Templar Church and the Magic Guild are in harmony and antagonism, but in such a remote place, the Church and the Society generally get along well.

At least the old priest knew about the family that had invited Lynn, and even the patriarch over there often chatted with him.

"Huh? That's not necessary, the hotel we booked is in the town where we came up, and we will be there in a while, so you don't have to bother with the priest. Bowing his head, Di said a word to his son.

Perhaps, this is where fate begins.

"Dear son, your judgment is already the same as that of an adult, and in terms of strength, I may not be able to hold a few moves in your hands with my father, who is not good at fighting, so"

Di is telling the truth, in terms of pure combat effectiveness, he is good at feng shui and enchantment, he is not suitable for frontal combat, and even if he is given a few days to prepare, he may not be able to make any powerful formations.

"Go and play with your classmates by yourself, Mom and Dad won't follow you, you've grown up and become a big child." Touching Little Lynn's head quite dotingly, Di said in a low voice.

"Yes, Father."

Andrea leaned over to speak.

"Dear son, don't worry about you going out alone, but don't get into trouble, and pay attention to your body"

The nervous mother didn't even see what was written on the gold coin just now, and blindly believed her husband's judgment. Maybe it's because in her opinion, her son has always been an obedient and good child, and she didn't even ask which classmate went to him.

Babbling out what to pay attention to, Andrea suddenly leaned over and kissed his son.

"So, let's go, don't stay in the wings of your parents all the time, the world is very big."

In the drunken sunshine, Lynn, who was walking on the mountain road, looked back at his unreliable parents, perhaps this seemed incredible to outsiders, and even the old priest had begun to stare at the young couple with surprised eyes, but Lynn understood this approach very well.

I was invited—I can't refuse it from the point of view of interpersonal relationships—so, for the sake of the connections that might be used in the future, I had to go—but the location was a bit far away, and I couldn't even get there in half a day without magic—my mother couldn't do magic, and I couldn't get there without the help of tools—my parents might not know anything about this kind of activity, or even boring—I couldn't make it difficult for my parents—so

Magicians always think differently than ordinary people.

(I'll just go by myself.) ）

Raising his head and hesitating for a moment, Lynn still raised his right hand stiffly in the expectant eyes of his parents (mainly his mother), and made a gesture that he was leaving.

"Be sure to come back in the evening, and let us know if something happens."

With her mother's voice, Lynn turned around without hesitation and started her magic circuit.

Between his fingers, gold coins, which are used as communication tools, reflect light.

It looks like it's a little bloody.

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The golden coin reflects the light, and in the girl's opinion, it is a prop that carries memory and admiration.

"Well, I look at it again."

The girl let out a mournful cry.

"The current senior, no, the former Lord Helsin, what are you doing now?"

Her own magic eye is now going berserk, but with that doctor's treatment, she feels much better now. But there seems to be a small problem - the MONOCULUS that can't be closed can't catch him now, and the impact that has been mapped to my mind through that MONOCULUS is now mostly garbled.

It's really disgusting, wouldn't it be pointless for me to get hurt in that case?

It must have been the existence of magicians with the [imaginary number] magic attribute around Lord Helsing, who interfered with the imaging! Otherwise, it can't be all mosaics (╯"□′)╯(┻━┻. The girl who was the magic attribute of [imaginary number] thought viciously.

"Hey."

With another sigh, the girl tossed the gold coin aside in her hand. This coin was recommended for purchase when she was a student at Hogwarts in the Department of Legacy (VI). It is said to be a commemorative coin issued to commemorate the defeat of Lord Voldemort by members of the D.A Guild under the leadership of Harry Potter, the "Star of Savior", and was only available to Hogwarts students.

Although it is a commemorative coin, it also has a practical function. Just click on the letters above with a specific mana frequency to deliver a message to a specific coin. As long as you know the coin number of others, you can also use it as a mobile phone, and even the distance of the other party can be grasped.

Even now, Hogwarts-born magicians use it to connect with old classmates.

The girl also went to Hogwarts to study, and she was taught things like Great Source Studies there.

(That's where I met Helsing.)

The girl who thought like this, under the sudden sleepiness, with the tiredness of the day, slowly fell asleep.

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"Is that what you invited me to do? Bjonsen-sang. ”

Crossing the mountain path, rushing into a forest very close to the lake, wandering there for about an hour before finding the maid who received her. Led by the maid, Lynn entered a castle hidden in the middle of the forest, wrapped in enchantments.

After making sure that it was the classmate in front of him who had no impression looking for him, Lynn asked straight what he was looking for. Maybe it was his gesture that frightened the shy-looking classmates, but in the end it was the head of the house here, and the old Bionsen replied with a smile.

"Little Helsing, I actually asked my daughter to come over this time, and I came to thank you for taking care of my daughter at Hogwarts."

Suspiciously, he looked behind Lynn and found that he was alone.

"Well, but I heard that you came here with your parents, why are you alone?"

"I did come alone."

Lynn blinked his inorganic eyes, focusing on the eyes of old Bionsen, and his instincts told him that there was a powerful pair of magic eyes hidden under the toad glasses.

"My father and my mother are now on the other side, visiting the Urnes Stave Church. Because I received the news at the moment, and my mother couldn't come here, my father was with her. If nothing happens, I'll go back first. ”

Lynn said lightly.

"Amount"

Old Bjonsen had a few black lines hanging from his head.

"I said when you were free, wouldn't it be nice to come over as a family? Why does it have to be like this? ”

"Mother said." Lynn said seriously: "If you accept someone else's invitation, you must respond as quickly as possible, if you reject it, you should refuse it in a tactful way, express your regret that you can't go, and by the way, quickly push this pot onto relatives and friends who don't know the other party." If you want to go, you have to get there as fast as possible, because if you go late, you won't be able to grasp the right topic with others, so you should rush to the venue at the end of the scene (a scene of the opera), and then find the most beautiful girl and hand out the prepared roses—although I feel that these things are a little wrong with logic, but after my mother said it, my father did not object, so there should be no problem. ”

"Probably."

Speaking a long sentence in one breath, Lynn turned her head sideways and looked at the girl who hid her body behind her father's back.

"Bjonsen-san, your father's reason for looking for me has already been said, so what is your reason for looking for me? I don't believe it's just your father who wants to see me, but there are no more than five people in the whole of Hogwarts who know about my [D.A. Gold], and one of them is you, so only you can control my place. ”

"This and that"

The little girl looked completely overwhelmed, and then she looked at Lynn's inorganic sapphire eyes, and suddenly bowed deeply as if she had mustered some courage.

"Lord Helsin." The little girl used honorifics, but old Bijonsen did not object, but just looked at it with a smile.

"Please, please"

The little girl blushed, maybe her character was not suitable for saying her thoughts out loud, but for the reason of a rather hazy feeling, the little girl still said it impulsively.

"Please instruct me once before you leave Hogwarts completely!"

"Please!"

Silvia, whose name has long been forgotten by Lynn, is still unrecognizable even when they meet. Bjonsen's young head was under him, and he said shyly.

Her eyes, hidden under her glasses, as green as Lake Sayul that had just thawed, glistened with tears.

It must be rejected, right? This is an unreasonable and unscrupulous demand.

The little girl thought to herself.

Then, she heard the voice.

"Okay."

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PS: Whew, the word QAQ came out of the code after turning off QQ, Ma Dan, that thing still didn't solve QAQ

PS2: Hey, this chapter is about the cause and effect relationship that is partially buried, how does it feel so strange to bury it from volume 1 to volume 0 QAQ

PS3:(╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻ Unconsciously, it's almost 4000 again.,This volume is because you have to constantly switch perspectives.,So the chapters aren't very easy to disconnect.,We don't want to break the chapters abruptly.,Each chapter is a complete plot is the minimum guarantee for our festival exercises.QAQ