Pushing open the decaying door, Anna looked at the hall in front of her, the academy that had long been abandoned was originally opened by the tutor, in the southern province of the Eastern Kingdom.

It is said that it has been almost a hundred years since then.

At that time, the archbishop of the Goddess of Harvest in the Eastern Kingdoms was an apprentice of the Mentor, and the so-called Art Revival began at that time, when a large number of great scholars and agents appeared on this plain like grass after rain.

It's a pity that most of those seniors were eventually tempted by chaos, they were either dragged to hell by their own power, or lured by foreign objects, and only a very small number of apprentices passed this catastrophe.

The Mentor was known to the Chaos and the evil gods began to see him as a target and a springboard, but the Mentor did not tell the apprentices he had taken on in his twilight years how he had escaped from Chaos' pursuit, and since then, the Mentor has stopped prioritizing talent and has chosen children who have passed the psychic examination.

Knowledge becomes something at a price, and I have no choice.

A light lit up in Anna's hand, and she reflected on what her mentor had often said, and at the same time looked at her maid, the chief lena, who did not go to the wall lamp, but went to the wall and pressed the switch.

"The light is broken." The lights that didn't come on made the peer sigh.

"Time is the only fair thing in this era, people will die, things will be lost, and the miracle before the great destruction has gradually become a relic." Attaching the light to the lamp, Anna heard something, she looked in the direction from which it came from, and found a living corpse coming out of the darkness.

In the next second, a crossbow arrow drilled into its forehead, and at the same time as the living corpse fell, Anna's pupils turned golden, and the fluctuations of magic spread out from under her feet, one object after another was marked, several living corpses were coming up from under the steps, Anna stretched out her hand and shook it, and these living corpses began to spontaneously combust, and they fell to their knees with wails and rolled in a vain attempt to extinguish the fire.

It's a pity that the fire of magic can't be easily extinguished like this.

"The southern provinces are finished, and even the living corpses can swagger in the hinterland of the provinces, and the once prosperous towns have even been abandoned."

"Humanity has abandoned too much at the time of the Great Apocalypse, and we must find the Mentor's diary and start from scratch until we find the place where he lives after us, before he rests." After Anna finished speaking, a light lit up in her hand again: "Let's go, go to the basement." ”

"It's very strange why some people in the Eastern Kingdom a hundred years ago liked to expand their buildings underground, and if an enemy came, wouldn't they be able to escape anyway." Lena was behind her master, and her curiosity was quickly satisfied by Anna: "It is said that the Eastern Kingdom was the first area to rekindle the fire of civilization in the Age of Great Devastation, and before the Black Zone moved westward, it was also the area where the ancient buildings before the Great Destructive Age were best preserved, perhaps they were imitating the configuration of the Vault. ”

"Shelter, that's not a reason for them to be a gopher." Liana said as she noticed the writing on the wall: "Dole of House Windsor is a fool? House of Windsor, was there a child named Dole a hundred years ago? ”

"Yes, Elizabeth Dole Windsor." Anna blurted out.

"Dole is clearly a boy's name." Lena looked at her master, and she shook her head.

"The name Dole is very rare in the Windsor family, the last time the child was called Dole, it was almost five or six hundred years back, are you sure this is a boy?" Anna finished and pointed to the name on the wall.

Lena finally shook her head, "Okay, but will the Scarlet Duchess really be our mentor's apprentice?" ”

"It's normal, isn't it, after all, she is one of the ten sages who were not corrupted by chaos in the first batch of apprentices, as for age, what age do you ask a legendary warlock, she has dragon blood, and in terms of lifespan, she doesn't necessarily live shorter than you and me." With that, Anna turned back with her head maid, and within the wall they were staring, a young child emerged.

It's a ghost, it's not crazy, and it even looks a little cowardly.

She was dressed in a black and white maid's suit, small and looked like a house goblin.

"Fagluta, a child mentioned several times in the tutor's diary." Anna said as she looked at the child in front of her and Lena.

You know my name.

The little ghost looked at the two uninvited guests with some puzzlement.

You are different from those crazy people, you can see me, do you have something to do here?

"Living corpses can't see ghosts?" Lena glanced at Anna.

"According to intelligence, the living corpse is an artificial life created by ancient humans before the Great Apocalypse, and it cannot be a transcendent without a true soul, perhaps...... They really can't see it. ”

Are they living corpses? Not human?

The little ghost seemed a little confused, and Anna nodded, "It's a living corpse." ”

But...... But they walk on their feet, and shouldn't living corpses walk on all fours?

The little thing's face was even more confused.

"Walking on two feet?" Anna recalled, details of the memories flashing through her mind...... Yes, they do walk on two feet.

"She's not wrong, I've seen them, and they all walk on their legs." As she spoke, Lena noticed that the little maid was pointing to the dark hall behind the gate, where she and her master had seen a bonfire.

At the side of the campfire, a wizened corpse sat at the two of them, its godless red eyes looking at the two of them, and the identity of guest and host seemed to be changing at this moment, until a voice rang in Liana's ears.

Hello to the thin-skinned humans.

"Psyker!" Anna took a step back.

Lena took two steps forward: "You're not a living corpse, don't pretend to be a ghost." ”

No, a thin-skinned human, I am a living corpse, this is the hundredth winter I have seen in the world mentioned in this book, and it is also the first time I have seen a human being who is not of the same kind after living in this city without outsiders for forty years.

The living corpse didn't seem to find the facts shocking enough, and he raised his left hand, which consisted only of his little finger, index finger, and thumb.

"You...... Is it a living corpse? Anna turned her head to look at her master: "Anna, this ......"

"Maybe, we can communicate." After speaking, Anna turned her head to look at the Faguta Tower: "Fagluta Tower, have you seen this one?" ”

Seen, it is also the mentor's apprentice, Mr. Quinta.

Fauta said.

Speaking of which, you mentioned the Guru, do you know the Guru, is it his later apprentice, and the Guru has not been back to see Fagluta for a long time, how is he?

“…… Mentor he's very busy, and we haven't seen him for a long time. "Anna told a white lie.

The Mentor had already passed away, and the child was probably going to remain in this world for a long time, so there was no need for her to tell the truth in exchange for the fact that the child had gained grief and distortion.

Is it ...... The Guru said that every fifty years, he would come back to see the Porta, and now it is the first few years, and Mr. Quinta said that this year is the forty-ninth year.

Fauta seemed to be calculating the year of the year, but the ghost had no talent for math at all, and Anna could only watch her count incorrectly again and again, until Lena spoke, "This year is the forty-ninth year, and Mr. Quinta is not wrong." ”

- Well, I think I'll be able to see my mentor again soon.

The little maid looked very happy, and she said that she would clean the next floor, wait for the mentor to return, and then burrow back into the wall.

Thank you.

The living corpse Old Quinta said in thanks.

"The ghost has no memory of time, very poor child, she should have the best life, from the favor of the mentor......" Anna recalled the teacher's thoughts about the Fagluta in her diary, if it wasn't for the accident, maybe ...... The tower will be the best mother for that child.

It's a pity that fate is so ruthless.

Anna thought as she sat down in front of old Quinta at the same time.

You're the only one who won't be afraid of me other than my classmates, and even if someone has been here before, I'll have to fight for my life.

"What are you guarding?" Lena stood behind Anna, looking at the living corpse in front of her, the fabrics that were a little broken but could still cover it.

Tutor's room...... The guru must have passed away, right?

The living corpse grinned at this.

Don't lie to me, I'm not a ghost who doesn't know time.

"Yes...... We are following him on a journey to find out what he said in a diary of an artificial god. "Anna told the truth.

Artificial gods...... I haven't heard from the guru about it, but I can feel that you're not lying, so ...... Did the mentor finally give up the idea that everyone is like a dragon and want to use the gods to fight the evil gods...... That's right, after all, the Lord of Justice is a living example, no matter how much flesh and blood humans give, they can't fight against these monsters who are beyond the shackles of the world.

Quinta was silent for a moment, then he looked at Anna.

You want to go into the Mentor's room, find his diary, dig through his diary and find out where he appeared and where he established the Academy, you want to find all the information about the artificial gods, right?

Quinta's question paid off, and Anna's nod made the living corpse stand up, and he reached out and pulled a stick of wood from the campfire.

It was only then that Lena noticed that the campfire wasn't really burning, but rather psionic fire.

"Why would you like to light up this pitch-black hall with psionic fire, I don't think you like fire."

Yes, as a living corpse, I hate fire, but my mentor said that civilization uses fire as a carrier, just as charcoal is the pen that records history.

The corpse walked over to the wall and lit the two torches on the wall with its psionic flame, then it threw the torches back into the campfire, and the old corpse pushed open the door that had been rolled open, and he wiped it against the wall.

There was light coming from that room.

Anna and Lena stared at the door of the shelter behind the young corpse.

Welcome to the Ancient Shelter established before the Age of Great Destruction.

With that, Old Quinta reached out and tapped the button in front of him, and the door slowly opened as Anna and Lena watched.

"You are not among the Ten Sages." For the first time, Anna paid homage to a living corpse.

Because I am the eleventh person who does not need to be remembered by history, and my existence is not suitable for me to be written into history, I was just a civilized intelligence, instinctively eavesdropping on the lectures of my tutor in the suburbs, and was captured by humans, and when I was about to be executed, the tutor noticed the tears in my eyes, and he asked me if I was thirsty for knowledge...... I said yes, nodding as a way of replying.

Instead of getting out of the way, the living corpse seemed to be reminiscing about the good old days.

I was left behind by my mentor, saying that I wanted to be a monster pulling a cart, but in fact, the mentor was very kind to me, he never discriminated against me, and my classmates did not discriminate against me, because we were all just apprentices of the mentor, and in the face of knowledge, every living person would be treated equally.

"Later, the distortion began, right?" Lena asked, instinct stopping her in her tracks, and she grabbed Anna's hand to keep her from going.

Yes, the distortion began, and the classmates who were smarter than me were distorted, because they always felt that they did not have enough knowledge and thirsted too much, and finally the Chaos Evil God responded to them; And some of my classmates who are more beautiful than me are also distorted, because they instinctively chase beauty, so they are also distorted......

With that, the old living corpse Quinta lifted his hood.

A half-withered, half-distorted face appeared in front of Anna and Lena.

Those who have been twisted cursed me, because I thirst for knowledge, but I am not tempted, and only then did I understand that human beings live harder than living corpses, and that we only need to be fed, and that human beings are able to compare in all respects...... Their desires made me shy away.

In the end, I stayed here, and most of the classmates who had fallen were killed, and the ten classmates who killed them...... I can see the hatred in their eyes.

"Then you are...... How distorted. Anna looked at the living corpse in front of her.

Old Quinta stood up, he opened his mouth, and in his vocal cords uttered a lingua franca with a somewhat strange accent: "I...... I also have the desire, I no longer want to walk on all fours, I am the child of my mentor, he discovered my talent, I also want to be like my mentor, write with my hands, speak with my mouth, and measure the world with my feet...... So, I succeeded, but I also failed......"

"If fate gives me a chance to start over, I would rather not have my mind, wisdom gives me a new life, but also makes me lose my future, I have failed my mentor...... If he knew, he would have been able to forgive me, but I wouldn't forgive myself. ”

With that, with a long sigh, the old corpse came over, and Anna caught Liana, and they watched as the corpse walked by and sat down in front of the campfire.

"Go in, mentor's children, and find the truth about you, I will probably support you for another five years...... If you have time, come back before I am completely distorted, kill me, and take the Faguta with you......"

"It won't take another five years for the tide of death to come again, and the tide of psionic energy has been raised, you should be able to feel it, right?" Anna looked at the old living corpse: "You...... Don't want to live anymore, your distortion is not high. ”

"With only the naked eye, disguise will deceive you; With only words, lies will deceive you, I have been anchored, I have only one ending, and there is still a lot more to your future. Without looking back, the living corpse said, "Go in, and when you come out, the door will be closed again, and you will find the truth you are looking for, if you can save the world...... Then please hurry up. ”

"Let's go, Anna, it's the Goddess of Fate's arrangement." Lena reached out and grabbed Anna's wrist, who was still trying to say something.

Eventually, Anna turned around and walked into the shelter with her maid.

Behind them, a human sigh was heard.