"Do you really know Janssen?"

This sentence struck heavily in William's heart, echoing repeatedly, shaking his eardrums. vertex

He seemed to recall some of the past.

Once upon a time, Janssen had a valet maid. It was a girl about his age, and she was only responsible for turning the pages of the books he read every day. At that time, Janssen was much more gentle than now, often showing a shy smile, and did not have any unreasonable demands, and would call him "grandpa", but his attitude towards Dodge was as lukewarm as ever.

The incident seems to have happened later, William can't remember exactly when, it may have been since the maid was fired.

Why was she fired?

William smiled wryly, he really didn't care about his grandson, and he didn't even remember this kind of thing. As a principal, he was too busy, and Dodge ...... He had only his dead wife in his heart.

After a certain period of time, Janssen became reticent, but because he was also introverted and shy, not many people noticed anything unusual. When he spoke again, he was a grumpy man who couldn't stop yelling at others. And refuses to allow anyone to come near him, especially if someone tries to turn the book for him.

"Do you think I'm really a waste!! You can't do this little work on your own?? ”

This sentence is often shouted hoarsely, with a suppressed cry.

William has always felt that this is normal, and everyone has a sense of powerlessness.

It was also from then on that he began to frantically change the servants around him, extremely picky, and often nervously muttered words like "too slow, too slow".

Now it seems, all this does not seem so normal.

……

Seeing that William's eyes changed, Mu Yan's tone also softened.

"The gap between your grandparents and grandchildren is too deep, but not to the point where it cannot be bridged. He's not bad by nature, and you know that, as long as you figure out what stimulus makes him like this, maybe he can slowly melt the ice. Of course, even if the ice melts, the process will not be so smooth, and it will require your tolerance and patience. ”

William looked up at him for a long time before he spoke slowly.

The old man's voice was a little dry.

"Why are you doing this?"

Mu Yan grinned, "Didn't you say it before, I'm here to spread the fire, responsible for burning away those gloom and letting the bright sunlight shine down." ”

"Those words don't work......" William shook his head. Sooner or later, Shadow Footsteps will find out who you are. ”

Mu Yan laughed secretly in his heart.

Shadow Footsteps? It's hard to protect yourself, so what's the effort to check.

"By the way, Principal William." Mu Yan's expression became serious. "You should know why I was able to meet Janssen, right?"

"You mean Derees?" William frowned, "What's wrong with him?" ”

"No, it's Janssen who would be interested in Derees."

"Isn't he particularly interested in other people's adventures?"

"You're such a failed grandfather." Mu Yan sneered: "There are more mercenaries in Falan City than Deresi, and Jialan is not only a poor student who is a part-time mercenary, can you have a snack on your grandson's affairs?" ”

William was not angry, and the other party was indeed telling the truth.

He didn't rush to answer, but began to think about the meaning of the other party's words.

Why would Janssen be interested in Dreis?

The only commendable experience of the latter was a trip to Kansa, and that trip was ......

Wait, the ...... of the White Rock Mine Necromancer?

William suddenly recalled the sentence that Janssen had helped him revise a year ago at Dodge's funeral when the white-robed mage had mispronounced the eulogy.

"May his soul find the truth in another world."

Is this just a rhetorical thing? Or does he really know about another world......

He thought back to his son, Dodge William. The discord between father and son stems from the latter's involvement in the Necromancy, who tries to go to the realm of the dead to find his lover like the necromancers.

It seems that he has been studying these since the death of Janssen's mother, so involved that he forgot to take care of his son......

A light flashed in William's mind.

After Dodge's death, he packed up his son's belongings and did not find anything that recorded necromancy. Codexes, notes, experiment files...... None of these are available. In retrospect, this doesn't make sense at all, did Dodge foresee that he would kill the Morning Star, so he destroyed these in advance?

No, someone must have hidden these in advance......

Who could this person be?

This series of thoughts and Mu Yan's reminders were gradually connected, and he thought of a terrible result.

"You mean...... Janssen he ......"

William's words stopped in the middle of his sentence, and the old man looked around nervously, took out his staff, thickened the top barrier, and laid down two more soundproof barriers, ensuring that their words would not be heard by anyone, not even the magic falcon.

With that, he took a deep breath and stared at the young man in front of him.

The other party has been with Janssen these days, inseparable, and talks about everything.

The other party has been to many places these days, the library, the garden, the study, and even the back kitchen.

The other party is a mage who is at least dressed in a white robe, and his perception and insight are not weaker than his own, and he even reveals weirdness everywhere......

"Did you find anything?"

William felt his voice tremble and his heart was about to jump out. He wanted to hear a negative answer from the other person's mouth.

"You should be glad that he doesn't have any talent for inheriting Mr. Dodge's spellcasting."

Mu Yan's fluttering words were tantamount to a kind of redemption, and William finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is he really working on those things?" He muttered.

"People's desire for the unknown will become an obsession, especially the unobtainable, and they will add a filter to it, thinking that it is the most beautiful and bright salvation...... This obsession is what keeps the necromancer moving forward, and it is also the most perceptible to them.

"The unwillingness of the deceased is the same, the resentment of the living in the plight, and the thoughts of the living for the deceased. These obsessions are like curling smoke from the chimney on the roof, and they can't escape the eyes of the necromancer under the blue sky and white sun.

"If, I mean if, some necromancer hiding in Jialan senses this obsession and uses the power of sacrifice to open the door for Janssen...... What would you do, Headmaster William? ”

William was silent, he couldn't estimate the consequences, he didn't want to, he didn't dare.

"Go talk to him, and don't point fingers at him from an adult's point of view. Listen to his complaints, his anger, his fear...... All kinds of suppressed emotions, and then tell him what necromancy is, by the way...... It was a quagmire in which everyone who stepped into it with a redemptive purpose ended up sinking themselves in. ”

"Oh, that's right," Mu Yan said casually as if remembering something, "about the Council of Six...... The Red Devil Glazer's Mage Tower had been deserted for a long time, and the dust had accumulated a few centimeters thick, even the magic patterns of the eternal lamp were mottled. Maybe you should see how many years it hasn't lived. The premises of other legendary mages may be the same......"

After speaking, there was a sudden "coo" cry above the heads of the two, and then it exploded with a "bang", and William didn't have time to react, he saw Mu Yan flapping the wind wings and escaping from the hole torn in the water curtain Tianhua.

He didn't chase it, but instead helped the other party cover up the magic fluctuations.

"Hmph, cunning young man."

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