"Ah, what's the matter?" Ansest put down his glass and looked at Xavier, "Could it be that the boss has assigned you a troublesome new task?" ”

“… No, I just wanted to inquire about something. Xavier sat down on the round chair at the bar, one hand propped up his face, "Aloy Heck, she often does this, bringing back some corpses as research materials?" ”

"That's true... You were also a research material in the first place? But I didn't expect you to become my kind, but to come out of the studio alive. ”

"Like...?" Hearing this, Xavier looked up and looked at Ansest carefully, and found that his pupils were just like the boss here, unmoved.

"That's right, the same kind. You don't see it, but I'm already dead, huh? The dark elf bartender touched Xavier with his cold hand, "Although I can't remember what happened when I was alive. But as far as the boss says, when he found me, my head—" he gestured with his hands in an exaggerated splitting motion, "and it had become two halves!" ”

"It took a lot of effort to sew it up, and even now it still cracks sometimes. So I didn't join the Field Support Department, just to entertain some guests here. As if in the mood for it, Ansest babbled about.

Xavier quickly interrupted his statement, "I see. Do you know about the town's administrator, Baron Legros? ”

"Ah, I don't know. Two weeks ago, however, an uncle had come to the tavern, and according to him, his daughter had been in the baron's house to work as a maid, and had not been heard from again. Ansest sat in a circle on the round chair, "Look at your eyes, you're going to ask where this uncle is, right?" All I can say I don't know, but I know his name, Marven. ”

After writing down the name and asking Ansest about the situation in Darkwood, Xavier went to the library. Perhaps the footsteps were too obvious, Tifflin Mage Ernaux raised his head, lifted his monocle, and looked over, "Returning from the mission?" Looks like you're in good shape. ”

"Of course, thanks to the spell guidance you gave." Xavier smiled and sat down across from him, "I have some questions, can you answer one or two?" ”

Ernaux put away the clutter on the table, took off the monocle and put it away: "Yes." Is there a problem with spells? Or something else. ”

"It's a trifle." With that, Xavier asked about the layout of the Clock Tavern, the daily life of the staff, and the story of Darkwood Town outside.

Ernaux was stunned and then started talking to him. But it seems that the response is a bit sluggish, and the time between questions and answers is a bit long.

Ten minutes later, Xavier stood up, "Thanks for the answer, I think I probably get it." ”

"Walk slowly, remember to come and eat my newly developed dishes in the evening." Ernaux smiled and waved goodbye at him.

Xavier, who was standing in the doorway and drifting away, staggered and hurried back to his room.

……

In the bedroom, Xavier pondered over an open hardcover notebook.

Fang Cai's conversation with Ernaux seemed useless. But if you look at the mage who has opened the field of "Detection Magic", you can see the magic aura flowing between the two of them—or the "communication technique" that the two of them really apply to communication.

Channeling is a trick that Xavier acquired through the High Elf race talent when he was still a thief. To put it simply, it can be communicated through magic, and although it also requires the caster to silently say the message he wants to convey, it is safer to use this method than to chat aggressively.

The reason why I want insurance... That's because Xavier asked about Aloy Heck, of course. In the previous time when he was still copying spells, he could always feel that Ernaux wanted to stop talking, as if he wanted to remind himself of something. And after returning from the first mission, Xavier roughly guessed what Ernaux had in mind.

That's why there is such a show. Although it can't perfectly cover up what the two of them are discussing in secret, it's better than nothing.

Straight to the point.

During the conversation, Ernaux reminded Xavier to be careful of Aloy Heck Ruhrer – in his words, like this:

"Watch out for him. Although he seems to be very nice to you now, even teaching you magic. But I've seen him take the last employee into the basement and never see that guy since. And the new alchemy puppet of the field team has the arm of the unlucky guy on it. ”

"I know you're pretty good at magic... That's exactly what you need to be careful about. To put it mildly, you might just be a raised animal now, and when the time comes, you'll be slaughtered. Living life is always less manageable than alchemy dolls, isn't it? ”

Xavier replied like this, the message transmitted through magic was suspicious. "I'm clear... Thanks for the reminder. But why are you telling me this? ”

At that time, Ernaux was silent for a while, and held his head a little confused, "I don't know. But I can feel the tenderness for you. Maybe we've seen it before. ”

……

In short, that's the conversation. After returning to the room after the conversation, Xavier clicked on the taskbar that was bouncing at the edge of his vision.

[Tick.] 】

[Congratulations, adventurer.]

Through your mind and your magic, you've gotten a glimpse of Aloy Heck Rule's intentions—a suspicious dark elf with whom you've agreed, but nothing more than a piece of paper compared to his elusive and eerie magic.

What's more, it's just a verbal agreement, and he can go back on it at any time.

As a precarious test subject, in order to gain true freedom.

- Please don't let your guard down.

Destiny Begins (1) has been completed and rewards are being settled. 】

You have gained a small amount of experience points. 】

[The class 'Wanderer' has been unsealed and the first class rank of 'Wanderer' has been obtained.] Check out the Capabilities Panel. 】

[Level Increased!] The "Stealth" skill is automatically acquired, please check the Special Skills panel. 】

"Keep the slaughtered livestock? It's really interesting. ”

Xavier muttered under his breath, jogging down clues in his hard notebook. There was a lot of scribbling on it, mostly spell tips Xavier had left behind in the past few days.

As for the language... Spell experience is a lingua franca, and content related to one's own situation and the like is quite, rather scribbled in Chinese - this is exclusive to the traverser, and Xavier is sure that no one else in this world can understand it. Unless this world is also like a certain work, there are guys who will collect the diary of the former time-traveler... Well, it's not impossible.

Thinking of this, Xavier stuffed the notebook into the Ring of Everything, making sure that no one but himself could reach it. As for the possibility that after his death, the diary will be discovered by future generations, he will not remember it for the time being - if he is really dead, then it should be for the benefit of future generations, right?

With that in mind, Xavier glanced up at the wall clock decorated with gears, and it was already 0:29 a.m.

If it were Xie Wei, a human back then, maybe he could stay up all night, even if he didn't sleep all night. But now it is, and this "Shevel" body seems to have a fairly healthy routine, but at this point in time, it will be tired, and even if it continues to work, it will not be very efficient.

"Ah, it's time to sleep," Shereville muttered, and sat down on the fluffy bed. But instead of lying down, he sat with his back against the wall at the head of the bed and closed his eyes in a fairly comfortable position.

This is a gift from the elves, who do not need sleep, but only a four-hour meditation called "ecstasy" to regain their energy.

"Bang ——!"

But the night was not quiet that day... At least that's what Xavier, who was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of explosions downstairs, thought.