In the thick darkness of the underground passage, a girl dressed in black lowered the center of gravity of her body, hunched over and quickly advanced in the narrow passage.

Even though there was only a darkness around her that her eyes couldn't see, she didn't stop, as if her equally dark eyes could see through the qiē. As she continued to advance, she gently stroked the wall around her with her right hand, leaving a pale white line on the cold cement block.

As Curt points out, the structure of this underground passage is quite complicated, but within five minutes of the passage, Lizzie has seen no less than four forks in the road. They appeared abruptly around the corner of the passage, the size of a small man like Liqi.

Where do these forks in the road lead?

Lizzie also unleashed a lot of magic as she went, seeping into the air and circulating through the tunnel along with it. She had wanted to investigate the specific structure of this underground passage in this way, but she didn't expect that the information fed back by the magic would make her confused.

At least to the limit of what magic can reach, there is no end to this underground passage. The criss-crossing passages are not only found in the basement of the infirmary, they are even connected to the college's sewer network – and may have spread even further.

The terrain of the underground passages is not simply explained by the word "complex", they are almost like an underground labyrinth. It's not just a random walk that will get lost in it, but people who don't know why they are caught up in it are likely to become prisoners of this maze.

Running through the undulating passages. Lizzie also felt a little tired.

She didn't use magic to maintain her physical abilities when she hung it on the wall, and as a direct result of that, she was now very unwell. Lizzie's magic is abundant, but they are not inexhaustible. If it wasn't necessary, Lizzie was willing to save a little.

However, it is always good to use mana sparingly, and keeping it in a state of abundance that runs smoothly can be more effective in controlling them. Therefore, when it is "necessary" to use it, she can use spells to heal the damage suffered by her body, and restore her body to a certain extent.

Some people say that the misuse of spells by sorcerers is a sign of laziness, but Lizzie really doesn't understand how to use the energy in her body and the technology she has mastered to serve herself - what is the "laziness" of this behavior. Casting a spell may seem simple, but it's actually not easy at all.

Gently drains a portion of the mana from the cycle. They are then woven into a fixed structure. In the blink of an eye, a glimmer of light flashed through Lizzie's body, under the warm touch. The pain in the limbs is almost completely gone, and the little dull pain left has no effect on the subsequent action.

But in the moments of her rest, the short and fat doctor ran away from the old man. Now Lizzy could no longer hear the regular footsteps of the two men, and the only thing left in the passage was the constant monotonous sound of mechanical operation. Its existence made Lizzie feel a little irritated inexplicably.

"Damn the designer, what the hell is this underground passage built for?"

sighed. Lizzie has a bit of a headache with the intricate structure of the underpass. She felt a little uncomfortable in her body, especially in her limbs, and the soreness from fatigue mixed with the pain left over from the previous period, but it lifted her spirits on the other side.

Lizzie's body lacked exercise, and her thin limbs didn't look like they could support gross exertion. And she herself hates troublesome things, just like she persuaded Curt to learn spells, Curt also persuaded her countless times to let her exercise her body properly, but this mention was almost always rejected by her with "Anyway, using magic can make the body function get more intense swing, so there is no need".

Indeed, with the support of magic, it can do actions that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve. But her physical abilities may be a little worse than that of a normal Mio. That's why she keeps her activity as low as possible. Get the best results with the lowest consumption.

"Don't ask me about that, after all, even Dean François doesn't know the whole picture of this underground passage. I've heard him say that the underground passage was built almost two hundred years ago, and that it should have been sealed off by the college's senior teachers a long time ago. ”

Just as she was amazed at the massive underground labyrinth, Curt's voice suddenly reached Lizzie's head. Only then did she remember that she had not yet broken off her soul connection with Curt, and that her exclamation had undoubtedly been transmitted to him.

"Almost two hundred years ago...... What did people think at the time...... What are you going to do with digging such a big underground passage system?"

Lizzie was almost speechless, she didn't realize that she was in the middle of a network of underground passages that had been established more than a hundred years ago. That was probably the time before Huey "Silver Dragon" Grosteste became the head of the Cutrice Academy, when the academy was nowhere near as big as it is now.

At that time, the empire was just beginning to build its overseas territories on a large scale, and the disputes between reformers and conservatives were just beginning. It was a time that was a little too old for now, and a relatively vague time for both Curt and Lizzie.

"Who knows?"

Curt on the other end of the conversation snorted: "Abbot François was called away without telling me much, as if something had happened at the Abbey of Wigginas." However, I heard from the academy guards around me that this underground passage should not have an exit from the infirmary. ”

Lizzie dared to conclude that Stephen François, as the head of the Rutrice Academy, must have known a lot about the underpass. There is such a large underground labyrinth in his own territory, presumably this "Wind of the Twelve Directions" will not ignore it.

And what did he do—or didn't do—to make this labyrinthine system of underground passages a place for the old man to use? Lizzie didn't know if Dean François knew about this phenomenon, but if it was Lizzie herself, she wouldn't have allowed dangerous elements like the True Eye to use their own things in her own territory to cause unintended damage to herself.

If there is a danger, try to deal with it before it brews enough to threaten you, or get out of its range - this is Lizzie's attitude towards risk. And she is more inclined to choose to stay away from Mars than to actively snuff out the threat.

She kept going, the low passage somehow getting wider, and there were cracked stones or metal debris on the side of the road. After rounding the pile of rusted metal blocks in front of her, she was greeted by a hallway with a row of doorways.

Instead of cold, hard gray cement, the building materials used in this corridor have been replaced by bricks that seem to have been burned in a blazing fire. The blackened bricks look older than the cement. As if to match these charred bricks, most of the doorways around the corridor are blocked by heavy metal fence doors, and the pitch-black metal is also rusty, which looks very old.

The sudden change in the atmosphere in front of her made Lizzie more cautious, and she slightly released some of her magic as a probe to sweep around the vicinity, but there was no reaction to life. If it weren't for the fact that she had been separated from the old man somewhere, it meant that they had entered a deeper passage.

Lizzie didn't know how the old man and Dr. Humpty Dumpty had discerned their own paths, and it seemed that years of operating in this underground passage had allowed them to master the path of these passages. It's like the back garden of their own home, and they may be able to find their way out with their eyes closed.

However, it was rewarding to be able to find this corridor, and although the probe thrown by Lizzie did not have the reaction of a living creature, it found something that interested her more. She crept close to a fenced door on the edge of the hallway, which had lost its locks due to the erosion of time, and the owner of the room simply didn't lock it, so Lizzie only had to pull it lightly to open it.

As for the room inside the door...... Should it be a storage room or a showroom?

The room, about ten meters square, was neatly arranged with several iron frames, which were obviously brought in later, and looked out of place in the room that seemed to have been burned by fire. On the iron frame with a cold metallic luster, glass jars of different sizes were neatly arranged.

These glass jars are supposed to be made with fluorescent materials, each emitting a mild pale blue fluorescence in the dark. A glass jar may be dark, but when they are brought together, even a pitch black environment can be illuminated.

Lizzie carefully closed the door, then slowly approached the iron shelf where the glass jars were placed. There was no need for extra lighting, just a little fluorescence from the glass jars was enough for Lizzie to see what was inside.

The moment she saw the contents of the jar, Lizzie put a mocking smile on her face: "Take a look...... Curt, that stinky old man seems to be a bit of a level - at least when it comes to 'playing with life', I think he's already above the level of most mages have. ”

There are animals, there are plants, and all kinds of biological specimens are packed in these glass jars. Most of them are the most common insects, but there are a few small animals among them - except that on top of their bodies, there are parts that clearly do not belong to them.

Then, they were carefully taxidermied by someone. (To be continued!)

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