It was late at night.

Shuge sat alone on the roof of the abandoned apartment.

It's the highest and safest place in the area.

After Shug eliminated the traces of magic he had left in the vicinity, the descendants of the Abyss who had come after him immediately dispersed nearby, and although they could not find him through the traces left by Shug, they knew very well that their target was in the vicinity, so they directly launched a determined and slow search.

In such a situation, even resting with your eyes closed has become a great challenge.

After closing his eyes, Shug's sense of hearing and perception became more sensitive than ever, so he could easily detect the wriggling and crawling of the children of the Abyss in the streets below.

Sometimes, Shuge could even hear unusual sounds.

The cry for help, the cry for help, the begging of a child, or the cry of desolation......

Other times, it's just some messed up.

Of course, Xiuge was not attracted by these voices, but the words that came from time to time in the surrounding area and were directly aimed at Xiuge himself further illustrated the astonishing rate of evolution of the Descendants of the Abyss, coercion, inducement, pressure, and emotional ......

Temptations like this are endless.

Shuge finally confirmed that this huge group of descendants entrenched in the city of Salem was completely different from the past, and with the continuous growth of the subject's will, its control over the entire race was constantly improving, and the magic changes in the general environment directly accelerated this process.

Now that the Descendants of the Abyss have successfully skipped the previous clumsy imitation stage and have begun to formally embrace the knowledge and instincts that come from their prey, this change is tantamount to stepping a new ladder into a whole new world.

Leaning against the crumbling walls, the cold night breeze blowing, Shuge cast his gaze to the southern night sky.

Tonight's weather was quite clear, and many stars that would normally be difficult to observe were revealed, and with the naked eye, even Xiuge, there was no way to glimpse any signs related to disasters in the starry sky.

However, when he withdrew his gaze, he was able to capture the vibrating lines of magic beneath the starry sky with his extraordinary sense.

So Shug reluctantly sighed to the will of the Ernst family, who had always accompanied him: "I think I may not be able to drag on the remaining five days." ”

The delicate countess stood up at this moment, and she comforted slowly: "There are indeed too many of them, and you are alone. Kid, you're not the only one who needs to face these disasters and threats, and if you didn't do them, the people in this city wouldn't even have the opportunities they have now. ”

"I understand what you're saying."

Shuge smiled silently, and then he abruptly changed the subject and asked, "Ma'am, you have been an elite in politics and have personally experienced many emergency situations, so I would like to ask, among the officials and politicians who have been selected to deal with these emergencies, are there any 'fools'?" ”

Countess Alexandra was a little surprised by Sug's sudden question, but she quickly responded.

"Interesting question."

The countess thought for a moment, and then she replied, "If it were a general case, then I can tell you with great certainty that there are not only fools, but many of them. Even in diplomatic situations between countries, there are always a few irritating stupid things that pop up, but if you draw the line and limit the discussion to the situation at hand......"

The countess paused for a moment, then continued: "Then my answer is that the people who can be assigned to make decisions and handle situations are definitely the smartest people. ”

Shug joked, "Like you? ”

"It's a big prize, but it's a fact."

"Hmm...... So, assuming you're a member of the Seryn City Emergency Committee, what strategy would you adopt based on your knowledge of what's going on inside the city? ”

Hearing this, Alexandra suddenly fell silent.

Seeing that the countess did not immediately answer herself, Xiuge said in her heart: "I don't think I'm a perfectionist, but I still don't want to see this situation after all...... Let's be honest, when I saw the monsters with my own eyes, I also had the idea of completely erasing the entire city of Salem and everything in it. ”

"It's normal."

Seeing that Shuge had already said the answer she expected, Alexandra calmly added: "As far as I know, all the cities in history that have had the outbreak of wolf plagues or other serious magical plagues will eventually end up in ruin or even destruction, and using all possible means to control the threat is what those decision-makers should do, not to mention, the current city of Salem will only be more extreme than those situations in history." ”

She paused for a moment, then continued, "I once visited the 'Jiaocheng' in the Kingdom of Hain, and that scene was really impressive...... But sometimes, the necessary cruelty is indeed the sharp knife to solve the problem. ”

Of course, Xiuge had heard of the name 'Jiaocheng'.

The so-called 'Scorched City' refers to a city in the Kingdom of Hayne that has been burned by a large amount of fuel and fiery fire magic, and that is the final strategy adopted by the Law Council in the face of an irreparable magical plague nearly a thousand years ago - to burn the entire city, along with all the hidden dangers in the city, the sick and even the normal residents.

Merlinle and the mage, who were in charge of the matter, also chose to commit suicide in their own study after giving this terrible order.

At this point, Xiuge doesn't have anything else to say.

As a result, his empty spiritual world fell into a long silence again, only the metal disc still rotated slowly at a normal rate, and that regular and orderly appearance actually made Xiuge have a kind of yearning for no reason.

"I really miss that 'orderly' life......"

Shug withdrew his thoughts from his own spiritual world, and the cold night sky returned to his vision once more.

I don't know how long later, at the top of this dilapidated apartment building, a long sigh drifted away with the cold wind of the night.

"It's hard......"

After a while, as if the unwillingness and depression that had not yet been cleared up, there was another laughing and scolding in the darkness: "What a fuck...... It's hard! ”

Since then, there has been no sound, except for the swarms of magical rats that still lurk silently, monitoring the movements around them.

In the ruined apartment building, in a room already covered with the crawling marks of the Abyssal Heirs, a crystalline wall clock from the Kingdom of Waterl was still firmly in motion, its constantly beating hands as if it were carving a tangible imprint on the invisible time.

The clock is ticking.

Xiuge, who used himself as bait to gather the descendants of the abyss of the entire city of Salem, did not know that just now, when he was feeling tired and lost because of the predicament faced by the city of Salem, someone in the distance still pronounced his name.

……

In the end, Verin didn't add sugar to the refreshing drink in her cup.

After Butler Finn revealed to her about the astonishing changes that Vann was about to face, the young scholar felt more pressure than ever, and now she only hoped that the bitter drink in her glass would help her stay on top of her work.

Although there were still many people busy in the lab, Verin knew that no one here could further discuss with her the danger that could come at any time.

It was then that she suddenly realized that during all this time, there was only one person who could talk freely about those "dangerous issues" with her, and who was always able to come up with some unique insights.

It's a pity that the city wall and the ceremonial arena that were once passed by the two of them are now separated between the two again.

Vilyn took off her glasses, wiped them carefully, and put them back on.

After taking a deep breath, she took a sip of the bitter refreshing drink from the cup, and then took out the magic book that had been exchanged from Shug's hand from the side.

She stared at the familiar name on the cover for a few moments, then slowly opened it, and contrary to Shoge's guess, Viline hadn't imprinted any other magic on the spellbook, so there were still a lot of blank pages left in the book.

Wei Lin originally wanted to return the magic book as it was, but now, she has always been rigorous in her academic aspects, but she inexplicably has a trace of extravagance.

She hoped that this magic book, which belonged to Shug Ernst, would give her a little luck in her future research.

Even a little bit of it.

"May the goddess Mel protect Vann, may the goddess Mel protect me...... May the goddess Mel protect you. ”

She prayed silently in her heart, then lifted her glasses and plunged headlong into the dark ocean of strange patterns.

At the same time, in the more distant verdant harbor.

The lights still flickered in the ship's repair workshop.

This special meeting in the workshop had been going on all day, and the participants were already tired from their bodies, but their spirits were still strong, because just now, a large association with members who were also all over Van'n, but whose ultimate ideals and goals were diametrically opposed to those of the Black Sun Society, had just been established.

In the midst of active and lively discussions and voting, the word "dawn", which symbolizes morning light and light, became the official name of the association.

The vast majority of the participants became the first official members of the "Dawn Society".

Among them were elves and goblins who came to participate in the meeting, as well as spellcasters from Merlinle and the Highlands Council, including sword-wielding hermits who could be feared when they walked the streets, as well as soldiers and officers of different nationalities......

And, of course, there are merchants, teachers, students, and the very modest fishermen, miners, and farmers.

At the end of the meeting, an improvised poem emerged from the vast magical curtain.

"We will hold the torch in hand and light the way forward."

"We will raise our swords and break the shackles."

“……”

“……”

"If the world falls into the long night, someone should turn into the dawn."

"Even if the light fades, even if the darkness hangs in the air."

"The Sinar Sea goes round and forth, and Vann always moves forward."

Frey Meyer stood in the center of the podium, recited the poem, and then, to the loud applause of the crowd, signed the document "General Outline and Declaration of the Dawn Society" in place of George Markham and others, who were not present.

Also signed on the document was the name "Schug Ernst".

Meyer did not hide this, he held up the document, showed it to everyone in the audience, and then said: "Comrades! In this world, there are still so many people waiting for their own 'dawn', this is true of the cold St. Steele, and the same is true of the forgotten city of Seren...... And there are many more people working for them besides us! ”

Voices echoed in response, calling out the names of Master George Markham, as well as the names of other scholars who had been arrested for their activities in St. Steele.

Mayer raised his hand and pressed it, and then he smiled and said, "You may not know that the 'ghost of Salem' was never my pen name, it belonged to another person, to a young, noble, and incomparably brave man!" ”

The moment she heard this, Sally was stunned under the podium, she bit her lip hard, and the light shone into her eyes, but it was a little overwhelmed.

Then she heard her teacher say, "He is a nobleman, an outcast who was once abandoned by his family and then recovered, but he has an incomparably noble heart and an incomparably noble soul!" ”

"He is the one who has revealed to us many secrets related to the Black Sun Society, and it is he who has chosen to stay in the city of Salem and lend a helping hand to those who are trapped in a desperate situation......"

Meyer waved his palm vigorously: "We can't let our comrades fight alone, we can't watch more tragedies and injustices happen in front of our eyes, therefore, we should use all the forces we can use, unite all those who can be united, and do what we should do!" ”

Someone else shouted, "Then start with the city of Seren!" ”

"It's a good thing to say that our ideals, careers and goals should be practiced from here!"

Meyer waved the document in his hand vigorously, and his countenance, which had always been extremely determined, became warm: "Let's go to Seren, to Saint-Stiel, to more places where we are needed!" Let us do everything we can to drive away the darkness and bring dawn and dawn to more people! ”

(End of chapter)