As soon as Esther lifted the pen, and only two seconds later, the jumble of lines on the page swam, turning and fitting and separating, as if several snakes were crawling back and forth.

Eventually, a new ring shape emerged, and a mercury-like flame ignited from the center of the circle, quickly eroding the entire page.

Jo Raid smiled gently, and also picked up a toffee ball from the table: "You can make your request, if it is the kind that I can satisfy, I can do it for Mr. President." ”

With a slight hesitation, Esther decided where Vika would go: "If I had a friend......"

"The man who always seemed timid? I can take him as an apprentice, after all, this is something I can do. ”

Esther laughed silently, for being the first to make a request had solved one of her immediate concerns. She stuffed a cookie in her mouth, and quickly thought about what she wanted to propose, but she didn't have much thought for the time being, until another memory came to mind:

"'Monster'...... Can I ask what is the recipe for the Sequence 8 'machine'? ”

Jo Raid was very generous: "It's not really a requirement, you probably just forgot, I can give it to you directly." ”

The formula fell out of the sky, and it was almost picked up for nothing. Esther swallowed the biscuit in her mouth, but it took her several minutes to think of her next request.

"Mr. President has explained that if you have difficulty deciding, the other two items can also be referred to the conditions he has put forward in advance."

The power of a full-range 'restart' can be used at a time, and a request can be left for now.

Esther glanced at the three pieces of paper on the table that had been folded upside down and slowly shook her head: "No, I want to keep these two requests." ”

"Yes, it's up to you to decide."

"Is there something I can ask you about anything outside of these requests?"

Jo Red's face suddenly looked a little nervous: "I will definitely tell you what you ask me, but please don't get into the content of those few pieces of paper, I have a hunch that it will not be something I want to know." ”

Esther immediately understood why he seemed nervous, and Jored was concerned that he was suffering from the unbearable knowledge involved.

What she wanted to ask had little to do with what was on the paper: "I know, but what I want to ask about the School of Life is about it." ”

"For the one downstairs?" Rejord's fingertips tapped on the armchair a few times before responding, "No problem." Since you're more worried, I can tell you something less important. ”

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness appeared on Rychod's face: "After all, you only need to go out and inquire around, you can understand everything, so it's better for me to tell you." ”

"Thank you very much, I will not share this information with third parties."

Rickard smiled indifferently:

"If you've dealt with the Rose School, you probably know that they accept some members of the Primordial Moon faith, mostly the 'Apothecary' path. Those who are extraordinary are those who have broken away from the school of life.

"Many of the ideas of the School of Life, and the 'Three Worlds' that we are trying to explore, are contrary to the Seven Churches. Therefore, we only developed in the form of a master-apprentice lineage, limiting the number and size of the organization to a fairly narrow range, but also establishing the hidden nature of the organization, and the different schools of thought did not interfere with each other.

"The Council of Destiny has seven members and serves as a council of elders that mediates the disputes of various schools. But after Mr. Speaker went into hiding, the members of the Primordial Moon no longer restrained their malice, and we suffered a great loss for a time, and we are still being hunted down by them and the Rose School. ”

Esther pointed to a few pages on the table, "And this information is what He conveyed to you?" ”

Rejord bowed his head, got up and grabbed the remaining three pieces of graffiti-like paper, rolled them up carefully, and burned all the pages of information when he spiritually lit the candlesticks on the table.

The flames spread quickly across the pages, and the originally white paper quickly shrank and shattered into a faint silver halo. It was only after a few breaths that there was not even a bit of ash left, and it evaporated almost out of thin air.

"Most of the people in the school thought that the 'president' was missing, and the news quickly spread outside the school. However, only the students who are directly in Him will have a more definite premonition that Mr. President will always be there, and if necessary, He will give dreams to us who have a deep connection with Him.

"But for now, in order to escape the mad traitors of the Rose School, we must do everything we can to hide our existence. Our organization is not strong, it cannot withstand more turmoil, and the 'destiny' path itself is not known for its combat capabilities. ”

Esther nodded slightly, she quite agreed with this sentence, but after that, she brought up a word that she had been very concerned about before: "May I ask what does 'Three Worlds' mean?" ”

Rejord was very patient, and given the rules of the life school's master-apprentice lineage, he may have answered similar questions from his students many times:

In contrast to the occult theories circulating within the Seven Churches, in their view, the world's cornerstones are the real, spiritual, and astral worlds. But for us, the coexistence of the material world, the spiritual world, and the world of absolute reason is the essence of this world, and the extraordinary characteristic is the projection of the world of absolute reason in these two worlds. ”

"The world of absolute reason?" Esther asked curiously, holding a slightly soft toffee ball in her hand.

Rejord straightened the blindfold on his face and pulled it tighter:

"Take the sweet in your hand, for example, there is an extraordinary property in the material world, and it is being held in your hand. The spirit world is a condiment mixed in it, it may be sucrose, fructose or even something else, which does not affect the composition of the substance as a whole, but changes the taste that it falls into your mouth, that is, part of the effect of extraordinary properties. ”

Esther pondered: "The world of absolute reason is the milk of the whole composition of the sugar ball?" ”

"It's more complicated than that, and in this chain of relationships, the world of absolute rationality is the cow. The rules of the world of absolute reason permeate the other two worlds, including all the processes of making and producing this dessert, and the extraordinary characteristic is that in the world of absolute reason, something is the projection of something in the other two worlds.

"That's what we were able to do 'intuitively' at the end, and it was this toffee ball. We're sitting in this room now, the cows aren't here, but it really affects everything about that toffee ball in your hand. If you've ever peeked into the river of fate, you should have more of a sense of it. ”

Esther threw the toffee ball into her mouth and ended it all: "I probably see what you mean, what you are exploring is the foundation of the lowest level of this world, including the source of the laws that build an extraordinary system?" ”

"Yes, even if what we seek is not necessarily there, or what we touch is only a shadow, we will not give up on this exploration."

The smile on the corner of Rejord's mouth was gentle and indifferent, which made Esther feel very familiar and kind, and his voice was very low: "Destiny is not constant due to the world, the long river that contains all things and spirits is just constantly moving forward to the distant unknown multiple futures, and so is our inheritance. ”

Esther nodded, didn't answer, and quietly digested what she had just heard.

Rejord suddenly straightened up and picked up a blank piece of paper on the table, Esther quickly handed over the pen, and soon, Rejord handed Esther the potion recipe with "machine" written on it.

There seemed to be something else on the paper, but Esther put the recipe away and didn't immediately look at it.

After this, Rejord tapped the armrest: "Ah, your friend seems to be waiting impatiently, I think we should go down and have a look." ”

"Okay, it's time to tell Vika about our decision...... If he doesn't want to, maybe I'll have to leave those three requests first. Esther stood up, walked in front and opened the door, watching as Rejord walked out with a blindfold on her face before she closed the door in the back.

Ryjord tapped his blindfold on the other hand: "I foresaw that he would agree to take in a new student." ”

"It's okay, I'll convince him."

Or force him to be this student, Esther muttered quietly.

Vika's longing for the extraordinary world was so deep, how could he pass up this opportunity?

When the two of them walked down the stairs to the living room, the atmosphere here was very oppressive - mainly reflected in Vika's deep hanging head and depressed face, staring at the already warm black tea in his hand, while Matteo crossed his arms in front of him, staring at the other side with a grim face, looking like he was going to say something bad at any moment.

On the low single sofa opposite was none other than Banabe, who was lying on the sofa very ungracefully, with his feet resting on one armrest, holding a few newspapers in his hands, humming a little song and flipping it.

When Kano saw the two of them walking down the stairs, he immediately took two steps forward and followed Ryjord's side: "They had a little argument just now, but as you commanded, I didn't disturb you, Mr. Councillor. ”

With a wave of his hand, Rejord led Esther to the middle of the living room, where she stopped at Vika's chair.

Vika and Matteo saw Esther come down, their expressions were obviously much more relaxed, and Matteo showed a reluctant smile: "I knew you were going to be fine." ”

Esther glanced at Banabe suspiciously, and the newspaper in Banabe's hand moved downward, just enough to block the view in this direction.

Esther nodded at Mattio and Vika, "Of course I'll be fine, just talk to Mr. Rejord, in fact we had a pretty good conversation." ”

Matteo glared viciously in Barnabe's direction: "I'll just say it's going to be like this!" I don't know who is talking about some vicious nonsense there, it's just cursing people. ”

Banabe couldn't listen anymore, he shook the newspaper in his hand twice, and made a violent noise: "What are you doing?" You can't see my style of speech and can hit me directly, need to shout so loudly? ”

Esther's gaze fell on Barnabe's face, and Rejord turned her head in that direction.

This made Banabe's eyes immediately droop, and he reached for the coffee cup on the table: "I just said something he didn't like to hear, and I didn't mean to do anything here, really." ”

He was also very quick to admit it.

Esther ignored Barnabe's farce, suspecting that Barnabe had pure ulterior motives. He used the method of provoking others to put pressure on Kano who stayed downstairs, and urged Kano to call the two of them in disguise, so as to end the meeting between Esther and Rickard as soon as possible.

But Rejord told Kano not to disturb them privately.

Esther looked at Vika, who hadn't spoken much, "Vika, this matter is about you now. ”

Vika looked very nervous, for fear of breaking the cup, he quickly put the black tea back on the table: "Me? What's wrong with me? ”

"Would you like to be my student?" Rejord asked.

Vika looked at him, then at Esther, and her mouth was half open in surprise, and she didn't speak for a moment.

Two more.