"This is it. ”

Peter Fasha, who had changed into a wizard's robe again, stood in front of a certain door of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, and looked at Isaac and Ain behind him with a long smile, as if he had regained the feeling of being a ushering person in the hall:

"Allow me to introduce to you two of you, what you see is the sixth floor of the Ruins Library, one of the eight forbidden book areas, which collects all the historical documents from before and after the Sakran Empire, and even many hidden secrets!

"I have a question. Isaac's eyes widened, as excited as a little girl preparing to meet her sweetheart, and swallowed desperately: "How long can we stay inside?"

"Half a day. Peter Fasa replied with a smile: "I know it's not a very satisfying time, and it's not enough to see the entire collection, but ......"

"Half a day?!" Isaac's eyes widened, "You must be underestimating me, let me tell you, it only took me two hours to ...... all the books on the lower three floors of the relic library Holy Cross, his grandmother's mother——!!!!"

Just as Isaac was about to say a few ironic words, Peter Fasa smiled evilly and opened the door behind him—what greeted Isaac was not the library he imagined, but a long corridor with no end in sight!

This time, it wasn't just Isaac, but even the little wizard couldn't help but show an expression of amazement: "This, how the hell did this happen?!"

"Thirty-eight masters of the occult have built the 'Corridor of Illusions' with the power of the Grail of the Nine-Pointed Star—the length of this corridor is said to be the length of history so far. Peter gestured triumphantly and mysteriously to the two men: "Then, please walk together in the 'long river of history'!"

With that, Peter Fasha, who bowed slightly, turned around and walked in first, leaving the little wizard and Isaac still in place, looking at the scene in disbelief in shock.

"Although I haven't said anything good about them since I came here, especially those little potatoes with their heads watered, they are even more stupid than the ones from Wimpal Academy!"

The ecstatic Isaac grinned so hard that he was grinning, "But this time I have to say that they are really generous! I thought I had to be forty years old to have a chance to come here!"

"It's not their generosity, it's Loren's deal with the Corona family!" the little wizard glared unhappily, "And why forty?"

"Because the youngest Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower Elder in history is forty-one years old. Isaac rightfully shrugged his shoulders, "But we've outdone him now, and we've entered this library at least twenty years early." ”

"Yes, I bought it with my friend's life!" Aine muttered sullenly.

“............ I know why you're upset, but it's Loren's decision, and he thinks it's the right thing to do — and more importantly, some of the experience has taught me that sometimes we can become a burden when we meddle and make people who should be alive have to die because of us, and I really don't want to go through that again, I swear!"

Before he could finish speaking, Isaac Grantham, as if angry, strode into the library.

Staying where she was, Ain shook her head, she could hear the anger in Isaac's words, and she could vaguely guess what this conceited creature had gone through.

But didn't you already make a deal with that bastard? never let him face danger alone, never hide behind him again, no matter what awaited him!

The resolute look returned to the little wizard's face, and just as she was about to follow, a soft voice came from behind her:

"You're Ain Rand, aren't you?"

The stunned little wizard turned around, and a delicate-looking girl stood behind her, wearing a dark purple frilled dress under her long gray hair, her bloodless skin looked as if it was transparent, and her thin cheeks made her smile a little weak.

Just when she felt pity, her blue pupils were slightly startled—the girl had a sterling silver ring around her neck.

That ring is Loren's, why is it on her?!

"Are you ......?"

"Ariel Corona, you can call me Ariel, or Ellie can do it. The weak Ariel didn't seem to notice the difference between the little wizards at all, and smiled slightly, "Can I talk to you for a while?"

"Absolutely. The vigilant Ain pretended to be calm and said, "But my friend is still waiting for me, so ......"

"It's about His Excellency Loren Turin. The girl smiled slightly: "He's also your friend, isn't he?"

..............................It's been four days. ”

"And then ......"

"And then if nothing else...... No, man-eating monsters must have begun to appear in the civilian areas south of the city now. Locke looked at Brandon Sully in front of him as a matter of course: "You don't seem to be in a hurry at all?"

"The Liberal Council has begun organizing a manual investigation and is cordoning off the streets where the accident occurred. The aristocratic boy smiled gently: "We are in the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower again, and those man-eating monsters can't enter." ”

"You're not expecting the patrol guards to stop them, are you?"

"It's impossible to stop it, but at least it can last for a while—when it's completely uncovered, the Liberty Council will begin to seal off the entire civilian area, though it won't stop them, if that's what you say, there are already thousands of these monsters in the sewers. ”

"And when are we going to wait?"

Sensing the impatience of the black-haired wizard, the aristocratic boy's smile grew:

"Uncle Rutte Infinit told me that His Excellency Loren Turin was a man of great efficiency—I don't think his words were enough to describe it, and that your efficiency is a masterful art!

But this time we have to wait, because according to the Corona family, there is a prerequisite for the appearance of the Holy Grail, and we can't even guess where it is until that condition is met. ”

"On what terms?"

"Their adjective is 'sacrifice,' but not the blood sacrifice you imagine. Brandon looked angry with a little anger between his eyebrows, but he still kept his smile: "It's more cruel than that, and it's more terrible!"

"The Holy Grail of the Nine-Pointed Star...... It's like a door, and the key to open the door is a key, and the key is some kind of extremely powerful being—they are trying to 'create' such an existence using a massive 'blood sacrifice' and the power contained in the Holy Blood Elixir.

It's like a man-made ghoul or a vampire...... It's just scarier!"

"So, my mission is to defeat this monster?" asked the dark-haired wizard, a little confused, with a frown.

"No, your mission is to take or destroy the Nine-Pointed Star Holy Grail when this monster appears, and I'll deal with it. ”

Brandon rightfully raised his head, his smile mixed with a haughty: "That's why I'm here." ”

"This monster should be powerful, right?"

"That's natural. The aristocratic boy shrugged.

"So what are you going to do with it?" Loren, a little stunned, stared at him.

"Well...... this" Standing up slowly, Brandon smiled slyly:

"I'll keep it a secret. ”

“......”

"Your Excellency Loren Turin, I promised you to be open and honest, and this time it will be the same—the answer is hidden in my name, and if you guess the meaning, you will understand why. ”

Brandon paused, staring at the black-haired wizard in front of him with those clear red eyes, "But in the same way, shouldn't you also be open and honest?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't understand what you mean......" Loren, who was about to continue going around in circles, was directly interrupted.

"What exactly do you want?"