The door clicked open.

Fang Yu looked back, only to see a marble head suddenly protruding from inside, refracting a faint, grayish luster in the moonlight. This thing almost scared him off the spot, what the hell!? Puppet? Stone Golem?

But the marble head suddenly slammed into the door frame, causing the dust on it to fall down a lot. Fang Yu was wondering why this thing had suddenly started to harm itself, and then he heard a voice from behind him.

"Shesta, be careful, this thing is worth a lot of money."

The voice was tactful and clear, and it was very distinctive.

So much so that Fang Yu heard who was talking as soon as he heard it, and asked there incredulously, "Miss Sylvide?" ”

"Mr. Ed?" The voice asked curiously.

Then Fang Yu saw that the marble head slowly retreated, and it turned out to be a half-breasted stone statue, which was easily held in the arms of the maid lady with the base.

Sylvid stood aside and looked at him with some surprise: "Captain, you are also here." ”

"Miss Sylwell, who are you?"

Fang Yu really looked at the master and the servant with some surprise, mainly because the other party's painting style was too strange, and Xie Sista carried a marble statue, not to mention, only to see Sylvid holding a painting wrapped in oilcloth in his left hand, and a candlestick full of patina in his right hand.

Looking at the appearance of the two of them with large bags, he almost thought that he was hallucinating, and saw Parker as Sylvid.

The aristocratic girl put the painting and the box on the ground, and smiled at him with a slight smile: "Take the sheep by the hand, didn't the captain see it?" ”

Of course he saw it—

The problem is that no matter how you look at this picture, it doesn't feel right.,In fact, he felt that something was wrong from the beginning when the other party proposed to act separately.,It's just that the premonition that something is wrong has just turned into reality at this moment.。

"Miss Sylvede......

Sylvid smiled slightly, and gently pressed on the frame with a lace-edged glove: "Isn't it right to build a ship for a lot of money, in order to help the captain reduce the burden a little, I have to pay attention to a little extra income at any time, not to mention that it is just a gesture." ”

Fang Yu didn't believe it, he felt that the other party must have had such a plan a long time ago, from the time she proposed it. He pointed to the things, "But ...... these?" ”

"It's all antiques, this painting was burned in the Doriphon disaster, and the stone sculpture hasn't been seen since." Sylvide seems to be worth a few of these antiques.

"These things...... How much is it worth? Although Fang Yu couldn't see anything special about these things, he believed that with Sylvide's eyes, the things he found must not be simple.

"This painting is not worth much money from this candlestick, this painting is an early work of a well-known painter, it is only about one or two thousand thousand miles, and this candlestick is a holy relic, and there are still people who want it for thousands of miles," Silvid replied lightly, "but the point is that the stone sculpture in Shesta's hand, it is the work of the master Mipaon, a rare treasure, if we are lucky enough to find the right buyer, maybe we can make a small profit——"

"A small profit?" Fang Yu asked very suspiciously.

Sylvid stretched out a slap and shook it in front of him, white and slender fingertips, very playful. "Fifty thousand?" Fang Yu asked.

"Five hundred thousand, captain."

Fang Yu couldn't help but gasp: "That, so much, will the illusion give you materialization?" He suddenly had the feeling of exploiting a hole in the system, if he didn't know that it wasn't a game.

"Why not?" Sylvid glanced at him curiously, "It's not a few tons of precious metals, is it?" It is actually just a stone, and the so-called artwork is nothing more than an attribute that we give to it, but in essence it is equivalent to a stone in this illusion. ”

But Fang Yu still thinks it's incredible, Dorifin's illusion has existed for nearly twenty years, if it is really as Sylvid said, then the antique market near Elpahim must not collapse?

He couldn't help but ask: "But there should be more than this antique, why have I never heard of such a thing in the past?" ”

"Why not, it's just that the captain doesn't know what is going on in the aristocratic circle, in fact, there are such nonsensical things happening every year, 'fakes' bump into real products, etc., many people have been ruined because of this, and there are many more that we don't know, maybe some of them have made a fortune because of this-"

"Miss Sylvede, you'——?"

Sylvid smiled lightly and replied, "Actually, I have seen more than these good things before, but I will not take them out if I am not sure that they are nine out of ten, and I will only take them out if I am sure that they have disappeared." ”

She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Actually, it is also the captain's luck, Doryphin has something that some real buyers and collectors know, but no one has ever entered Hostyns Cathedral before, and no one has even been able to find this place in the illusion." So who knows if these art treasures, which were reduced to ashes in the fire that day, were actually burned, or were buried in the ground of some ruins? ”

"In that sense, this statue is more genuine than the real thing," she replied eloquently. Because not only is it exactly the same as it was, but it's the only one in the world, at least for now, so what does the captain think it's not the real thing? ”

Fang Yu shook his head helplessly when he heard this: "I'm sure I can't say anything about you, Miss Sylvide, but won't you get in the way of fighting with these things later?" ”

"That's why I'll have to find a place to hide them first," Sylvid looked around, "This is the dean's office at Hollitt House, and there's no better place to be." Even if someone else entered the room, it wouldn't be obtrusive at all. ”

Fang Yu thought to himself that this could be regarded as a fine calculation to every step, and this had to be said to be a convenient thing, he didn't believe it anyway.

"Come in first." He looked serious, opened the door and said to the two.

"What's wrong?" Sylvid noticed his expression, and asked curiously as she let her maid walk in with the stone sculpture in her arms, and then walked in herself.

Fang Yu closed the door lightly and let out a sigh of relief, "There were dragon worshippers here before, and I almost thought you were them at first. ”

The aristocratic girl's expression moved, and she immediately understood what he meant: "It's not easy to say this, it's not easy to say this, think about it, since there are those guys behind Howlitt Academy, its dean will naturally not be an idle role, maybe there are some key clues hidden here thirty years ago?" ”

"I didn't expect that Shesta and I just picked a place by the way, but we looked like we were on the right track, Captain."

Fang Yuhu glanced at her suspiciously and asked, "Miss Sylvide, how do you know that this is the dean's office?" ”

"Because although I am not very familiar with this place, I am familiar with Hostings Cathedral, and there are some common truths, and in this building, it is the best room here."

Fang Yu glanced at her, thinking that this truth was reasonable. In fact, when he asked Miss Elf earlier, Miss Tata had told him the same, though she was not familiar with the architectural style of the Fossa era.

"Are there any 'interesting' antiques here, too?" He asked suddenly.

Sylvid looked at him, smiled lightly and nodded.

Sure enough—

Fang Yu thought that he knew that this was the case, he shook his head and didn't bother to care about this master and servant anymore, anyway, they would not be honest with him if they made up their minds.

He also figured out that the money was worth it anyway - in other words, as the captain, he was happy to see it happen.

He then walked over to his desk and picked up the document on it to look at it.

Although the mountains of documents have been turned over, there is still a layer of ash on them, and Fang Yu brushed it with his hand, and suddenly smoke and dust flew up. Sylvid and Shesta, who were putting things away, couldn't help coughing, knowing that he was making a fool of themselves, and both looked back at him angrily.

Fang Yu originally had some mischievous intentions, and when he saw the aristocratic girl who had always had the upper hand eating deflated, he couldn't help but feel secretly proud in his heart, but when the latter frowned slightly and threw a pair of sanitary balls over, he couldn't help but be stunned.

But Sylvid saw that he was cute, and couldn't help but hide his mouth, and burst out laughing.

Fang Yu blushed and hurriedly lowered his head, secretly screaming in his heart that it was not good, to be honest, before this, Sylvid was beautiful in his opinion, but he didn't have any real feeling.

Therefore, although he appreciates it, he has always maintained a certain vigilance and distance from the other party in his heart.

But the casual glance of the aristocratic girl just now made him feel uncalm for the first time.

He absentmindedly flipped through the documents in his hand, and Sylvid tilted her head at this scene, squinted her eyes, and asked in a deliberately tactful tone, "Have you found any clues, Captain?" ”

She deliberately put her voice very soft and soft, which made Fang Yu even more embarrassed, and there was a kind of thief who was found out or something.

"That...... I've only just begun to look at it," said Fang Ou, sweating profusely, "don't disturb me, Miss Sylvide." ”

"But I didn't say anything?" Sylvide smiled, but her tone was extremely innocent, like a pitiful white lotus: "Captain? ”

Fang Yu couldn't help but secretly scream Finished, the noble lady seemed to him to have given birth to a fox tail at this moment, he didn't know how to answer, but suddenly a name flashed in his sight.

This made him forget the words that came to his mouth for a moment, and his attention shifted to the page of the document.

'Heath, fifteen years old, daughter of a pottery workshop owner, with no other special background...... Emphasis marking. ’

Fang Yu inadvertently saw this sentence, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "Huh? ”

He hurried to the next page, and found that each page was made up of different people's names, and the volume was clearly a roster.

The list is marked with a time, just more than thirty years ago, is this the admission list of Hollitt College?

But at that time, there were no earthlings here, and many of the earth's customs and cultures had not yet reached Aitalia, so would that kind of classical era academy also have such a detailed roster?

Or is there something else to do with it?

Fang Yu pulled out the page of Heath and set it aside, then pursed his lips and continued to scroll down.

Sylvid looked at him with a serious expression, and her eyes moved slightly, and she no longer teased him, but looked at the document in his hand, but when Fang Yu turned to one of the pages, she suddenly sighed softly:

"Mr. Ed, look at the mark."

Fang Yuan's hand also stopped, he looked at the list of Heath's pages again, nodded and pulled out the page in his hand.

On the list was a female name he had never heard of, whose owner was seventeen years old, a year older than Heath. And the reason why this list brought them to attention was because there was also an emphasis mark on the list.

To be exact, a reddish seal with the exact same image as the Zealot's mark of sacrifice.

Fang Yu looked at the time of the other party's enrollment and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Five years ago, so long?" He frowned, he had thought that there should be some connection between the two names, but he didn't expect that there would be such a long time apart.

And this also shows from the side that the dragon worshippers behind Hollitt College are not arranged here, and it may not be a matter of one day.

"Keep flipping back." He and the noble girl looked at each other, and the latter whispered.

Fang Yu nodded, this was also his idea, he turned back a lot of pages, but not long after, sure enough, he pulled out the same imprinted list.

"Do you have time?"

Fang Yu nodded: "Year of the Badger's Claw, July." ”

"July? That's what you say, but the year of the badger's claw was forty-four years ago, and I remember the year the old king ascended the throne, and his personal insignia was a badger, and it happened to be another five years? Sylvide frowned.

Fang Yu pulled out the list.

Then flipping down in turn, he found that every five years—no more, no less—a woman's name with such a mark appeared on the list, and it was usually no more than seventeen years old.

There are a total of twelve lists.

However, the earliest lists were relatively rudimentary in form, and the information recorded was very sloppy, often only with the name and age, and a time of record, which looked very different from the later lists.

It's more like an emergency response to the creation of this mysterious organization.

Fang Yu sorted it through from beginning to end, and found that the roster had begun to formalize, about sixty years ago, and he recalled that it was also the time when the Hollitt School was gaining fame.

"Twelve lists," Fang Yu said softly, "Sixty years have gone on, and it has been about ninety years so far, if this is really a consistent conspiracy, what does it mean?" ”

"You should ask," Sylvid replied, "what does this conspiracy have to do with the Dark Dragon, and what do the twelve men on this list mean?" ”

Fang Yu was silent, looked down again, and then noticed another detail.

……