The fallen mage's eyes became frenzied, and she decisively pulled out the dagger from Griffith's waist and stabbed him hard in the back of the heart.

"Bell!" the dagger slammed into the sturdy cuirass, causing no damage. The female mage was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly raised her dagger and slashed at the back of the trainee knight's neck.

"Smack!" Griffith suddenly reached out and grabbed the female mage's wrist. Although he was still in a dizzy and weak state, he was strong enough to control the equally weak female mage.

"It seems...... You're not in a good state......" Griffith, who was numb all over, slowly turned around, reached out and grabbed the female mage's neck, twisted the dagger little by little in front of the anxious and desperate female mage, and pressed it towards the female mage's throat.

"Damn it, let it go! let go of me! lackey......"

The dagger pierced the soft neck of the mage, and large clumps of blood poured out of her mouth.

Griffith stirred the dagger twice, and then tiredly pushed away the lifeless corpse of the female mage, and gasped to his feet from the ground.

In his hand lay a pale bone ring, the unrecognizable whisper gone.

Griffith put away his ring and was about to blow his whistle in the direction of the sewers to summon reinforcements. Suddenly, a shattered memory flooded into his brain.

A man hidden under a black robe and hood handed over a pale bone ring, and the only recognizable words said, "After I leave, you report directly to my disciple on the progress." ”

"Yes, Mentor. This phrase seems to come from a fallen female mage.

Fragments of memory poured into his brain one after another, almost tearing Griffith's spirit apart. In the midst of the chaos, he suddenly saw the figure of the mage's apprentice Isis in the flashing figure, and he was talking to the fallen female mage with a vague plan and a resolute attitude. At the end of this memory, Isis pulls up his hood and seems to nod goodbye to those around him. He said:

"For the sake of the holy cause, I will make sure to destroy her, at any cost. ”

The spirit of the apprentice knight could not contain a large number of memory fragments, and soon, the messy information dissipated like a passing cloud of smoke, leaving only a clear word lingering in his ears.

"Fear brings desire, desire seeks strength,

"Strength breaks through the shackles, and we will be free. ”

Why did I get part of this woman's memory?

Griffith squirmed, feeling that he was not unusual, except that he was very weak.

According to occult knowledge, there is a certain chance of obtaining a memory fragment left by the previous Extraordinary when absorbing extraordinary characteristics. But I'm a spellbreaker, how can I absorb the extraordinary characteristics of a fallen female mage? Moreover, I don't have the feeling of obtaining extraordinary characteristics!

What exactly is this ring?

......

"Director Heinz, the enemy fallen mage has been eliminated," Griffith reported to the Armored Cavalry Director, handing the cold corpse to the soldiers present.

"Well, it's not too embarrassing," Heinz Wilhelm watched as the city guards carried Ophelia, stripped of her armor, out of the sewers, "Caution, you're in good habits." ”

"Sir, here comes the investigators," a soldier trotted forward and saluted Heinz, "they have taken over the investigation of the prisoners and corpses. ”

Not far from the two, the small thugs who had been captured alive in the battle were taken aside and handed over to two men dressed in black.

"Woman, this is a woman," the man in black at the head looked at the little man for a moment, then turned to the officer beside him and said, "I don't think a little minion like her can know anything, and then go and see if there are any other prisoners." ”

His companion reached out to the little man who was struggling desperately, and the moment he touched her forehead, she lost her mind.

......

"The only survivor is named Lahuana, 12 years old, female, parents deceased, no experience worth mentioning, no valuable information, just a thief in the sewer gang," the man in black who had completed the investigation came to Heinz and briefly reported the situation, "We also channeled the bodies of the fallen mage and Cook who were killed, but their souls were forbidden and have dissipated." ”

The investigation yielded nothing...... Griffith watched quietly as the agents from the Central Bureau of Investigation reported to the flag captain.

"The people in the Bureau of Investigation seem to have some kind of psychic spell or ability that can go directly into the brains of the person being investigated and rummage for information," Lana, who returned from the sewers, also listened, whispering to Griffith, "No one cares if the person whose head is pried open by them will survive or not." ”

"Release this little bastard on the spot, our detention center is already overcrowded," the man in black suddenly turned and looked at the midshipmen gathered around, "I don't know what twisted habits you Eastern Legion soldiers have, but, please remember, this is Bayeran, the capital of the world, and civil servants like me will keep an eye on your every move." ”

Is this a reminder that Griffith reacted to what the investigator was saying after a few seconds.

Is the Bureau of Investigation reminding us not to do anything to this little girl named Lahuana?

......

After returning to Lamor House, Griffith was caught by several servants and rinsed before he could enter the gate. Then Mr. Ashford called him into the reception room.

On the table in the reception room was a stack of papers, a small money bag and a small box. Mr. Butler pointed to the two objects, then stepped aside and motioned for Griffith to fetch them.

Griffith came to the table and sat down, first flipping through the papers, and found that it was a partially completed report - "The Cook Gangs Incident on Tasock Street".

The report provides a detailed account of the attacks carried out by Cook's gang Geros over the past few days, as well as the limited information available to Cook himself, the Fallen Mage, and his henchmen from a third-party perspective.

The report is accompanied by a pencil drawing of the scene, the main suspect in the incident, the scene of the crime and the surrounding environment are vividly depicted, I don't know if it is the artist's own skill or the use of magic.

After flipping through the incident report and pencil booklet, Griffith saw a blank report.

"Mr. Cadet, it is very important in Bayerland, where procedure and rules are emphasized, to submit a detailed and accurate report," said Mr. Ashford, in his characteristic elegant tone, "and this is an important part of your work, and if you have any questions about writing, please ask me." ”

Griffiths was also familiar with the fact that he was often required to report to his commander about the battles during his time in the army. He immediately nodded in agreement, then flipped back and found a notice.

"For the performance of Griffith Blanton Cadet Knight in this mission, the following rewards will be given after approval:

"50 silver francs and a day of paid leave.

"Merit is worth 1 point.

"Since this mission is the first mission that Mr. Trainee Knight has carried out under the command of Count Lamour, an additional unit of Potential Enhancement Potion will be rewarded. ”

Rewards! Rewards were handed out so quickly!

Griffith's eyes almost lit up. Needless to say, 50 silver lang is equivalent to half a month's salary, which is very helpful for him who is short of money.

As for merit points, he is also familiar with them, which is the only indicator of the promotion of non-commissioned officers and junior and middle-ranking officers. Moreover, after a certain number of years of service, the excess merit value can be exchanged for land or annuity.

When he was promoted to Squad Leader 2, Griffith's existing merit points were exhausted, and if he wanted to be promoted to Squad Leader 1, he needed to have 10 merit points, and if he was promoted to a higher Assault Squad Leader, he needed an additional 20 merit points. Once he crosses the threshold of being a Commando Leader, he may even hope to become an officer and a nobleman and establish his own small family.

Mr. Ashford quietly looked at the Trainee Knight, taking in all his eager gazes, and said, "Mr. Trainee Knight, have you been exposed to potion enhancement potions before?"

By the way, what is this...... Griffith immediately shook his head.

Ashford explained, "You don't need this potion in the army, but if you want to quickly improve your extraordinary abilities, potential potions are very useful.

"There's information about potions of potential in the library, so you can study it slowly. For more basic extraordinary abilities, 1 unit of a potency flask can already be increased by one level.

"However, the more powerful the ability, the more resources it consumes, and I recommend that you consider it carefully before using it. ”

......

Griffith had one day off a week, usually on Sundays, and if he wished, he could also arrange a day off on a day when there was no urgent business.

Today is August 22, 1443 of the Second Age.

Griffith's room, in the attic of the Earl's Court, was a single room not much larger than the carriage of a public carriage. The erect wooden bed was next to a desk, a chair and a small bookshelf, and a suitcase tucked under the bed. The morning sun spilled through the window on the sheets, making Griffith, who had just woken up, feel very comfortable.

The Cadet got up from his bed early, hurriedly washed his face, put on his full armor and weapons, trotted out of the basement quarters, and ran his own morning exercise along the wide and beautiful boulevard of the upper town.

Today is the holiday, and Griffith has a very important plan.

Along the way, he met Lana and Murat, who were also heavily armed, and nodded to each other before continuing his workout.

"Morning—Griffith!" said the tall, airy Ophelia, dressed in comfortable casual clothes, tied her long blonde hair into a ponytail, and flung it around as she ran, "Don't ask, there's no smell anymore! ”

The neat streets are paved with cobblestones and bricks, and are very clean and refreshing whether it is windy or rainy. Griffith spent the first few days exercising according to the habits and distances of the army, only to find that the warm-up was over.

The most luxurious residences in the upper town of Bayerland are built on gentle slopes with sweeping views in the mid-levels. The long winding streets were punctuated by the sound of heavily armed midshipmen or squires training, but it did not wake the nobles of the nearby mansions. The bedrooms of the nobles who lived here were deep in the secluded garden, and they did not care about the noise of their subordinates.

While it was still dark, Griffith returned to Lamour. The kitchen of the house was kept out day and night, serving four meals and two suppers for the servants and guards in shifts, as well as meeting the occasional needs of the host and guests. Griffith received milk, oats, freshly baked bread and bacon from the cook, and two omelettes that the other servants did not have. Although this has been going on for a while, Griffith is still happy as if he were dreaming every time he has breakfast.

After breakfast, Griffith returned to his room to change into the scalding maid's hot coat and walked briskly towards the Avon Forest in the upper city.

The embassy of the Elven Kingdom is located in the most leafy part of the whole of Baieran. Surrounded by giant trees in the sky, you can faintly see towering minarets and leaping figures.

At the fence at the edge of the embassy district, Griffith was stopped for questioning. The guards here are human soldiers, and if they ignore their hindrance and continue to advance or rush in, they may be shot into a sieve by feathered arrows from nowhere.

The human soldier guarding looked at Griffith's application and pointed to a nearby hut, motioning for him to wait there. Griffith obediently walked in and found it surprisingly comfortable.

Nothing to say about the variety of wood spliced into beautiful wooden floors and furniture. On the small table next to the chair are delicate white porcelain teapots and snack plates.

The apprentice knight opened the teapot curiously and sniffed it, and the fragrant smell came to his nostrils, which made people feel refreshed. There are not many sweets on the side, but they are very delicate, and they bring a refreshing sweetness to the mouth.

"Why did you eat it yourself!" a familiar voice sounded behind him. Griffith hurriedly stuffed half of the snack in his hand into his mouth, clapped his hands and said hello to his elf friend who he hadn't seen in a few days.

Since arriving in Bayeran, Griffith has written several letters to the elf girl asking her to have lunch with her, and today is the only time she has succeeded.

"I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with the city, it's a little gift worth noting, happy birthday!" Griffith took out a delicate small box that he had with him as a guest.

"Since it's a worthless gift, then I don't want it," Galadia looked at the apprentice knight solemnly.

Forehead...... Hah, is the etiquette of elves different from us humans! What can we do? Griffith didn't know how to answer.

"Hahaha! Kidding you!" Garradia shook her long, straight black hair, "What's in it?"

"Peach and passion fruit mixed with honey can be stored at room temperature, and you can drink it as long as you add hot water to it on a field trip," Griffith said like a nervous candidate waiting for his exam results. ”

The beautiful flower tea is served in a crystal bottle that sparkles in the sun.

"Ho ho, it tastes good, and it's also very good!" the elf girl gently picked up the brightly colored flower tea, raised the tip of her nose and sniffed, stretched her thin eyebrows and nodded.

"Hey, you know a lot! Sure enough, it's a human boy who is more interesting!" Garradia patted the midshipman on the shoulder twice in satisfaction, "When we elven males give small gifts, they just don't know where to pick up a broken stone statue of ruins, and then talk to me about history for two hours. Is it because I can't read, can't read by myself, or am I in a panic!"

"Oh~" Griffith thought about it and thought it was interesting.

"And you know what?Sometimes these stone statues will summon the gaze of curses or evil gods, it's really hell! That's why the annual fertility rate will drop~" Galadia put the flower tea in a small cabinet next to the wall, and the servant sent it back to her residence later, "This kind of life is really dizzy!"

"Speaking of which, what a population of Bayerland!" Griffith opened the wooden door that led to the outside of the reception room, "Shall you go out for a walk?"

......

"So, it was a great coincidence that you and Miss Lamor were attacked by a thug with special abilities," said Galadia, "and the thug attacked you because he didn't know where he learned about the travel plans of the three young nobles. Did the Bureau of Investigation pry open the thugs' brains and go in?"

It is said that the transcendent beings of a certain path possess the power of channeling and invading thoughts and dreams, and that privacy and secrets are hidden under their power.

However, the Bureau of Investigation did not submit any relevant information and reports to the Earl's Court, at least Griffith was not aware of it.

"I haven't heard of any progress," Griffith replied, "is there magic and extraordinary power that can cut off the brain and memory and hinder the investigation?" ”

"Of course, there is, the power of the mysterious side is unfathomable~" the elf said, "Then, because of the first incident, you participated in the battle to encircle the gangsters, encountered a fallen mage and annihilated her and her minions. ”

"Hmmm......"

"Then the clue to the attack on Miss Lamore should be broken," said Galadia, "and the people behind the scenes are very well done, don't expect too much from the results of the investigation called Geros and Lahuana." ”

The apprentice knight and the pretty elf girl walked slowly along the long trestle bridge on the secluded riverbank. Galadia plucked the branches and petals of the roadside and weaved them by hand:

"But the Fallen Mage is a real person, and from the traces and objects of her life, there may be something to be found. Do you have any other clues?"

"Yes," Griffith took the pale bone ring from his finger and handed it to the elf, "I didn't report this clue to the authorities. ”

"This material...... What are the bones? It's kind of scary to look at. From the shape of it, it looks like a curly snake biting its own tail, and the ring is missing the inlaid gems," Garadia picked up the ring and looked at it for a while, "its aura is shielded, and it would be dangerous to break the seal hastily." With your magical attainments, it is impossible to research a result. Well, by the way, this style, I seem to have seen it there, I'll look into it. ”

With that, the elf tossed the ring to the midshipman, "I don't like this style of hunting. ”

"When I put on this ring, I felt like I was surrounded by endless whispers, and I almost lost consciousness and my body lost strength," Griffith carefully took the ring and brought it back to his finger, "The Fallen Mage, who was already very weak at the time, almost took the opportunity to turn the tables and almost killed me. ”

"Be careful!" Galadia muttered reproachfully, glaring at him with concern, "so this is an unusual magical artifact, and has a connection to some powerful soul. I've only heard that this kind of whispering often means a lot of mystical information and knowledge, and is very dangerous for the unprepared. ”