Fang Yu frowned, and in order to confirm this, he quickly skimmed through the entire list again, and found that not everyone in this roster had detailed information behind their names: some had no background, some lacked introduction, and most of them did not have a time of proofreading.

He silently put down the file, tapped his fingers on the table, and turned back to ask, "Miss Sylwell, do you have any ideas?" ”

Of course, this question was also asking Miss Fairy on his shoulder.

After hearing this, Miss Goblin said: "Mr. Knight, there are seventy-four people with the background marked above, seventy-four of them are the heirs of nobles, twelve are related to the royal family, and thirty-three people have the background of the Kaulin Business Alliance—either their parents are officials, or they are the children of the president of the Chamber of Commerce; Sixty-seven others were exchange students of the Elpahin Artisan Association, three were from Elpahim Theological Seminary, and the remaining eleven had special ties to the Hollitter College hierarchy. ”

"And all the introductions among them are dwarves and elves of Equin. The largest group of twenty-seven of them were from the Steelbrow Clan, the remaining fourteen were from the Greybeard Clan, and seven elves. ”

"These two parts total two hundred and thirty-five people, accounting for about one-sixth of the total number, this is my previous statistics, Mr. Knight, I hope it will help you."

"There are two details that need to be reminded of Mr. Knight, the exchange students of the Elpahim Artisan Association only began to appear in large numbers in the second half of the list, which should be the performance of the acceptance of the Hoelit School by the Artisan Association after it began to become famous, that was almost sixty years ago, Mr. Knight can pay close attention to this point in time."

"In addition, there is an overlap in the identities of these people, ten of the dwarves are also exchange students of the Elpahim Artisans' Association, and three of the elves are two hundred and thirty-five instead of two hundred and forty-eight. One of the last three elves might be of interest to Mr. Knight, his name is Kurufen-Novelli, and if I'm not mistaken, you should know that—"

Fang Yuan's mouth opened exaggeratedly when he heard this, he only hastily flipped through it twice, how terrifying does it take to remember these details? He subconsciously checked it, only to find that Miss Goblin was all right, and couldn't help but ask in disbelief, "Miss Tata, have you remembered everything?" ”

"I've got a hard eye on the text, Mr. Knight." Miss Elf replied very calmly.

Sylvid saw Fang Yuan's frowning and surprised look, and understood that he was communicating with her dragon soul, and she waited for a while before asking, "Did Miss Tata say anything?" ”

Fang Yu hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and subconsciously shook his head.

After a moment of thought, the aristocratic girl replied, "All those who have marked their backgrounds above are all from extraordinary backgrounds. And those who are introduced, often with special statuses, and this list deliberately singles out these people, indicating that they either value these people very much, or—"

Fang Yu came back to his senses from the conversation with Miss Fairy and hurriedly asked, "What?" ”

"Either to avoid these people."

"Avoid?"

"All the above lists with backgrounds and introductions don't seem to be marked with the time of proofreading, I don't think there should be such a coincidence, right?"

When Fang Yu heard this, he hurriedly took out the roster and checked it, and found that sure enough, and not only that, the further back the roster, the more lists marked the time, and the most frequent ones were the last twenty, almost all of which marked the time of entering the school.

What's even more outrageous is that in these more than 20 lists, all lists with special backgrounds and identities are also accurately avoided. Among them is the elven hero of the Battle of Byrne, Kurufen Novelli.

How can there be such a coincidence in this world, and the traces of man-made are too heavy.

However, Fang Yu didn't expect that the master alchemist, Kurufen Novelli, would actually study at Hollitt Academy as an exchange student of the Elpahim Artisan Association, and if it weren't for Miss Fairy's memory, who would have noticed this detail.

Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at Sylvid, at least the latter didn't seem to notice this at all.

"What's wrong?" Noticing his gaze, Sylvid smiled lightly and asked, "Is it pretty, Captain?" ”

Fang Yu hurriedly turned his head in embarrassment.

Sylvid sighed, "Captain, I think we might be mistaken. ”

“…… What, what? ”

"This list is not without exceptions."

Fang Yu paused for a moment before remembering that this was indeed the case, this list basically conformed to the laws of their judgment, but there were only twelve exceptions.

That's Heath and eleven other lists marked with fanaticism, which not only have detailed origins, backgrounds, and introductions, but also have the time to enter the school.

However, these people are not all from illustrious backgrounds, on the contrary, not only dwarves and elves, but most of them are commoners, for example, Heath was born only as the daughter of a pottery master, and the family environment is not very good.

Fang Yu thought of this, and faintly felt that he had grasped something.

Sylvid looked at him and continued to remind, "These twelve people may all be sacrifices at the hands of the Dragon Worshippers - sacrifices used to resurrect Nicol Bolas, the captain should have thought of this verse, this is the common denominator between them, so could this have anything in common with other lists marked with time?" ”

Fang Yu paused for a moment, and his eyes widened involuntarily: "You mean, this time is actually not the time to enter the school, it's just that we thought badly...... That's actually ...... Sacrificial rituals...... The date? ”

He stopped suddenly.

A creepy feeling rose in my heart.

There was even a deeper hidden emotion, disgusting, that made him involuntarily clench his fists.

Sylvid glanced at him and shook her head slightly, "You don't have to worry too much, Captain, this world has always been like this. It's so close to you, but it's also far away, and you're just a passerby in the world—never to understand something. ”

"Sylvide?"

The aristocratic girl rarely showed her true feelings, and only sighed and smiled reluctantly, which made Fang Yu can't help but recall the first time she saw the other party-

At the campfire, the bard and the maiden, who were one master and one servant, were the worries on the girl's face.

With that look on her face, she said, "Who will do justice to these people?" The royal family of Cowling? They are chasing the killers just to maintain their rule, do you think those people really care what happened here? So they'd rather cover up the truth—"

"Or is it the Elpahim Artisans? But the alchemists are only obsessed with their inventions and creations, and the new era they have ushered in is nothing more than that, and the captain himself is an alchemist—he knows this very well. ”

"Or a dragon slayer? But dragon slayers are no longer acting for justice, they are only for the fate and tradition of their own people, they are seeking honor, not justice, and here—"

Sylvid picked up the heavy list.

"Everything that has been lost behind history, no matter what these people were like in life, what they have been through, and who cares. Dorifin's Illusion has existed here for thirty years, only adventurers set foot here, there are some unrelated 'rituals of transcendence', and for the captain - it is only a 'mission', a 'scene'. ”

She tossed the list to the ground like a butterfly fluttering on a piece of paper.

Fang Yu didn't know why the aristocratic girl suddenly lost her temper, but he couldn't help but think of Heath, who had only been separated from him for a short time.

The somewhat fragile girl, the chilling evil appearance of the flesh sacrifices outside—and was that all she had been through in the last stages of her life?

He even recalled the trembling way the sky was shivering, and told them with a pale face:

"Brother Ed, do you understand...... She wanted to live so much...... But I can't do it, I can't save her; I could feel it, but I could only watch......"

I can only watch those people do evil—

Those people.

Fang Yu suddenly remembered, weren't those people who had ruined the city thirty years ago? And what is buried under this ruin is just the memory of a helpless girl?

This illusion of the three objects called Dorifin-

It is intertwined with the blood and tears, despair and pleading of countless people.

The ghosts who died in the catastrophe of thirty years ago wander in this dark vision, reliving the darkest and hopeless memories of their lives, day after day, beyond reach.

And the whispers that linger in those dark corners are just to tell people about everything that happened thirty years ago?

So what's the point?

What does the powerful Golden Eye of the Dragon have to do with them, and what is it that causes them to suffer this calamity? And what did they do wrong to endure such suffering?

Fang Yu sighed, Sylvid was right, they did get something wrong. But it's not the trivial omissions on this list that are mistaken, but the true meaning of this illusion -

That's where the anger of revenge lies behind the resentment.

That's the root of the illusion's obsession—

"Aren't they afraid?"

The aristocratic girl was slightly stunned, and turned her head to look at Fang Yu-

"The people who created all this thirty years ago have come back thirty years later," Fang Yu said slowly in the darkness, "don't they realize anything at all?" ”

Sylvid looked at him curiously with a peculiar look: "Huh? ”

Fang Yu raised his head and looked at the moonlight outside the window, and under the silver moon, there was more hidden darkness.

The whispers gathered in the darkness lingered, and it seemed as if countless eyes were watching all this, and the time of the entire illusion seemed to stop forever at this moment.

But the invisible changes are always hidden in places that people can't see.

Fang Yu turned around and replied, "Miss Sylwell, we did make a mistake. ”

Sylvid didn't speak, he chose to continue: "The awakening of the revenants may not be just the power of the dragon's golden pupils-"

"Revenge?" The aristocratic girl asked softly.

But she shook her head: "It's a pity, after all the memories and feelings of his life have been lost, all that is left in this illusion is only obsession." ”

"But this little weak, pitiful obsession can't change anything, and it will even be used by the dragon's golden pupil."

"Because that's how the world is."

"Yes."

"They can't."

Fang Yu replied lightly.

"But we can—"

Sylvide was slightly stunned and looked at him with a look of bewilderment.

Fang Yu pondered for a moment before replying in the most concise language, "Didn't Miss Sylvede say that no one would do justice to these nameless ghosts?" You're wrong, there are still people. ”

"Captain, you?"

The aristocratic girl couldn't help but chuckle, but she still looked at Fang Yu with some appreciation, as if she saw a shadow of her past, simple and innocent.

She couldn't help but say in a teasing tone, "Dear Captain, you're only less than level five, right?" ”

She was about to say something more, but suddenly there was a wind in the room, and a whirlwind seemed to come out of nowhere, causing the pieces of paper she had thrown on the ground to fly, turning into shards and dust, and disappearing into nothingness.

It's not just dust and paper on the ground.

The entire office was enveloped in this whirlwind, and even Shesta, who was looking for something in the pile of old papers, turned around unexpectedly.

Fang Yu was the only one, as if he was not affected by the whirlwind, and could stand in the middle of the wind for a long time.

Motionless.

He looked at Sylvid and said, "Remember what I said earlier, Miss Sylvide?" ”

"Because that's the last scene—"

"Hostings Cathedral."

"For thirty years it had been obscured by mist, but a voice had led us to this place. That's every name on this list, those innocent victims, that's their power. ”

"It's insignificant, but it's not powerless to change."

"Maybe they should be thankful to Hudi—"

"Because somebody needs to step up."

Fang Yu stepped forward and stepped out of the wind, he looked a little calm, although he didn't understand what the overflowing emotion in his chest was.

But now he understood.

It's called anger.

With such a calm anger, he slowly pulled something out of his bosom and placed it on the dean's desk under Sylvid's gaze.

It was a brooch—

The jet-black badge is outlined with dark silver edges, as if it has been polished by many years of time and has experienced many hands.

The black background is soaked in blood, and after it dries up, it leaves behind a witness of history.

It reflected the moonlight, and it was slightly dim.

Then the wind stopped.

Suddenly stopped, and the pieces of paper fell, as if an invisible hand was tugging at them, letting them return to their place page by page.

The wind swept away every speck of dust in the old, decrepit office, as if it were brand new, as if it were decades ago.

Its owner was not yet immortal at that time.

The curtains were open, and the moonlight outside the window was terrifyingly bright, like satin, like tassels, or like a bright stream.

Murmuring in this silent room.

The silver moon in the sky is only half full.

Sylvede looked at the moonlight for a moment, and hurriedly walked over to look at the latest document on the desk, which was only halfway written, and the ink had not yet dried.

She skipped the text and looked directly at the date.

In the thirty years of Dorifin's vision, there has never been a day of change.

It was clearly frozen four days before the celebration—

The aristocratic girl turned her head and looked at Fang Yu silently.

But Fang Yu only looked at the side wall of the office, where many portraits hung there, and the face of a young girl in it looked slightly nervous.

It clearly made him feel a little familiar.

The brooch on the table seemed to be shining.

So, he thought, let himself see now what really happened thirty years ago—

Suddenly, there was a slight noise outside the door.

A man's voice that was somewhat familiar to him spoke outside:

"Misu, stand out a little bit, and I'll open the door. Let me see what these guys are up to here! ”

Fang Yu turned his head.

I just saw a fleeting, surprised look on Sylvid's face: "...... that voice?" ”

At this moment, the door was slammed open.

There were three people standing outside the door.

It was an older knight, but not as weathered as he had been, with a righteous and serious face, and there was no trace of confusion in his determined eyes.

And the other person, Fang Yu had never seen, but had heard his name. He couldn't help but think of Tianlan's description of this person, cunning, treacherous, and almost not humanoid.

But here he was only a young man, with curly black hair, somewhat handsome, and a flushed face like an apple, and he stood at the back of the three.

Fang Yu knew his name.

Lune-Lincius, President of the Black Goat Chamber of Commerce.

As for the last girl, the latter was looking in the direction where Fang Ou was.

……