Time passed, and a year of study passed quickly, and the life of school and home became the only one in this year. During this time, I learned a lot of historical rituals and knowledge related to the Light, but there was a strange one thing about Phodamas. He has been working here for nearly three years, although he is perfect in teaching and educating people, and he is also able to answer students' questions and achieve complete teaching, but the feeling of arrogance and indifference is difficult to approach, which is the impression recognized by almost all students. And he seems to be the most special of all teachers, arriving late and leaving early every now and then, and even not letting other teachers substitute for him many times, making him the teacher who has seen the least number of times among all the students, making his original image more shrouded in a veil of mystery, and all kinds of gossip and strange theories are widely circulated among students. The other colleagues also complained about this, but the strange thing was that the headmaster of the school, the priest who was over 100 years old, almost ignored it, and never blamed him in the slightest.

However, all of this made Crowen more fascinated by Fodamès, more and more truly wanting to know all about him, cherishing every moment that she could see him, and her sense of identity with him as the person she was destined to be became more and more profound. In addition to attending classes and being attached to Fodamès, my favorite thing to do is to look out over the village and the surrounding forest from the top of the building. Especially before school closes, the glow of the setting sun fills everything as far as the eye can see like a large field of golden silk, and you will enjoy the scenery or silently play your harp or take a paintbrush and white paper to depict it all. Thanks to everything that his parents had forced him to learn, when he did this, an atmosphere of peace and tranquility would fill his body, giving him a sense of supreme relief and fulfillment that he could not express in words.

Today is Crowen's last day at school, and after that, it will be nearly two months off. During the suspension period, the school is only open on the first floor for worship and prayer, and the rest of the school is closed. Thinking that I couldn't express my feelings here for two months, I was inevitably a little reluctant, and I wanted to take advantage of the last opportunity to experience everything here, so I brought my harp and calligraphy and painting utensils to the roof, facing the sunset in front of me, and focused all my spirit on the brushes and strings......

......The school bell rang suddenly, and Crowwen, who was still intoxicated by the mountains, was suddenly excited, and was surprised to find that she had unconsciously overtimed, thinking of Teacher Fudames's admonition to quickly pack up her things and prepare to leave, but when she turned around, she was completely stunned. The only passage leading downstairs was closed and locked.

When did it happen? Why didn't I hear the door locking? Isn't this doorman who locks the door here without mentioning himself a big living person can't see it? Don't you close the door without shouting to confirm it?

What to do? Clowen tried to shout with a look of embarrassment: "Anyone? I'm sorry I haven't left yet, can you come and open the door? ”

Shouted several times in a row, but the only echo in the aisle answered her. Clowen couldn't help but feel a strange uneasiness in her heart.

In this short time, the light faded rapidly, and as night fell, darkness gradually swallowed everything. Do you want to spend the night on the top of this building? Then don't worry about your parents dying? Since no one else has one, let's try something else. Thinking so, Crowen tried to push the door, but this push turned her sense of surprise into horror, the small iron door and the iron lock that locked the door became rusty and dilapidated as if a set had been torn and revealed inside. This scene frightened Clowen not only took a step back. What's going on? The strange scene that suddenly appeared was hard for me to accept, I had touched this door and this lock countless times, and I had never noticed when they were like this. In a panic, Crowen pushed the door a few more times. The door and lock, though already the same, were still sturdy, no matter how hard Crowen tried, they didn't move.

The sky was getting darker and darker, except for his own hands, almost everything around him was about to melt into the darkness, and he could barely distinguish the appearance, and there were no clouds in the night sky, but he couldn't see any light to add a little comfort to himself, and the stars and the moon seemed to disappear out of thin air, and they were completely invisible. This made the panic in Crowen's heart more and more serious, and even a heavy feeling of suffocation. The current situation reminded her of the admonition at the end of Fodamès' first class. Does he know something?

"Roar!" Just as Crowen was gradually collapsing and thinking wildly, a strange and terrifying roar sounded behind her, and the moment she instinctively turned around, she saw the water tank on the roof of the building popping and exploding, and the water rushed up with the roof, and dozens of tentacle-like objects stretched out from it and waved it, in this dark environment, like a group of demons dancing hideously, this terrifying state was enough for any normal person to see the uncontrollable madness.

"Ahh What is it? Why did it appear in this village church close to the second largest city in the empire? This question is completely too late for Clowen to think about now, her mind is now blank for a moment, just an underage girl, how can she accept such a terrifying scene? I can only scream out loud out of instinct. But the cry instead attracted the hordes of terrifying tentacles that rushed towards Crowen at once.

The door was locked, and she couldn't shake it, and in a panic, Crowyn's instinct for survival made her run towards the wall. Looking down, the roof of the building, which was originally more than ten meters high, is now full of darkness that is difficult for the eye to see. Nine times out of ten, jumping down is dead or alive, but what are the consequences of being caught up by the tentacles chasing after you? It's hard to imagine. In her moment's hesitation, several tentacles were already wrapped around her feet and waist, and her entire body was pulled towards the tank.

In addition to screaming louder at this moment, Crowwen could only stretch out her hand and grab the edge of the wall to try to resist, but the tentacles dragged with amazing strange force, even an adult man was difficult to resist, let alone Crowwen, a weak girl, just for a moment, Crowwen couldn't hold on to the wall and get out, and the whole person was dragged into the air and rushed to the water tank.

Is it all over? In desperation, Crowen's heart calmed down, and when she closed her eyes, what flashed in her mind was the heroic and cold posture of that man, and it was a pity that the only regret was that she didn't confess to him, and she would never see him again...... (End of Chapter 85)