"Living creatures?" Seeing this, Alan couldn't help but read aloud, "Is it referring to the valley that is forbidden to approach?"

"Shh......h ...... quietly" Frey quickly stopped him, then lowered his voice and said, "Remember, don't talk about that place so loudly, it will cause you unexpected trouble...... Mr. Winslow has a lot of eyeliner. ”

Alan looked around, but luckily no one was around.

"Is there anything special about there?" asked Alan in a whisper.

"It's a weirder place than a dungeon...... "Frey's face turned grim, gritting his teeth, "and my father's unexpected death has something to do with it......

"What's going on?" Alan was shocked and quickly asked.

"Rather than let me explain, it would be faster for you to look down yourself. ”

"Good. ”

Alan nodded, quickly turned the next page, and found that this one was very long: "July 22nd Only Doug was left in the dungeon, and the Seaevers were arranged to serve as servants in various student dormitories. According to the news I received from the elder Seapheus, they were indeed taken away by Mr. Winslow and forced to sign a contract, that is, even if they did not want to, they would be master and servant with Mr. Winslow from now on. Doug's state was even more worrisome, his memory was so confused that he seemed to have forgotten who I was, and that it was old Sieverus who had brought him to my house from outside, and that I could not even communicate with him properly. My gut told me that his memory might have been tampered with. ”

"July 28 Doug's condition has not changed, and there is no sign of improvement, which makes me wonder if he may be going on like this for the rest of his life. Still, Mr. Winslow insisted that he was the key to finding the treasure. ”

"August 5th I'm a little impatient, I've been tired lately. I spent the day talking to Doug today, and he told me about the non-existent past all day, and if I continue like this, I may be going to be insane. Maybe you shouldn't take treasure too seriously, and it's better to focus more on work. ”

Sure enough, the man did what he said, and for the next dozens of pages he rarely talked about it again, basically about work and life. For example, he succeeded his father, Prince Wagbein, as vice president, for example, he experienced the joy of being a father when Frey was born, and for example, some simple facts about the case fifteen years ago, and so on. And because of his busy work, he brushed aside anything if it wasn't important, or simply didn't write anything.

Alan took a quick look and found that it was four years later when he spoke of these things in detail again.

"June 11th How long has it been since I've been to the dungeon again? Mr. Winslow left everything to me as if I were the president of the Society. Well, but it's not a bad feeling, at least I can handle the current official duties on my own. If it weren't for my job, I'd have forgotten that Doug was still here. And in the last two years, even Mr. Winslow has stopped talking to me about it, has he completely lost his heart on the treasure? Of course, I just took a fluke mentality to see, it would be nice if he remembered something, but there was no shortage of money at home, and I wanted to see if it was really piled up as rumored to be compared to how much treasure I could share.

But to my surprise, the temperature in the dungeon was unusually low, and I couldn't stand it after less than five minutes in it. And what made me even more concerned was that after using the Underground Listening Charm, I found that the number of living creatures under the dungeon seemed to be more than doubled. What the hell is that?"

"June 27th Recently, I've been taking over my brain with a problem that prevents me from even focusing on my work. From Doug, I learned that Mr. Winslow hadn't been to see him for more than a month, but I remember him saying that I would make my own decisions about the affairs of the association, and that he had more important things to do at the school. Isn't that the case? I have a bold plan. ”

"September 5th finally found time to go to the dungeon again, and I was well prepared. On the other side of the dungeon is a valley. I distinctly perceived ninety-two objects there with signs of life, and for a minute they all remained motionless, asleep? ”

"November 10th After a lapse of more than two months, I went to the dungeon again, and this time the number of lifeforms I perceived became one hundred and twenty. Sure enough, they're growing! And twenty-eight in just two months, what the hell is this? I can't help but want to find out. ”

"December 13th God, I suspect I've miscounted, two hundred and nine? What the hell is this? I didn't move for five minutes in broad daylight...... One of them, though, was moving, and seemed to notice me using magic, as I could clearly sense him hurrying away. Looks like I'll have to be careful in the future. ”

"On the twentieth of December I detected his path! I am 100% sure that he is Mr. Winslow, and he hastened back to the council chamber down a certain underground road after discovering that someone was detecting his movements, where his office is! ”

"There's also a secret passage in the council chamber that leads to that valley!" Seeing this, Alan was already sweating profusely, and even had an urge to follow that secret passage to the valley now to see what those things were.

But when he looked further down, he realized that Frey's father had already done the same......

"Breaking Dawn Today is a good opportunity, and as is customary, he must attend today's celebration parade. I made an excuse and drove all the way to the entrance of the valley. The valley wasn't normal, it was dark on a sunny day, but fortunately I was well prepared. But I regretted it as soon as I took a few steps inside...... What kind of place is this, both sides are densely packed with plants that look like people, and when they see me enter, they start giggling and talking to people, and some of the vines are chasing me all the time, not knowing what they want to do with me. I gave up after less than half of the way, it was so scary, I could feel them trying to take something away from me!"

"Plants that can speak human language!" Alan looked up sharply and whispered to Frey, "Could it be ......"

However, Frey did not speak, only motioned for him to continue looking.

"January 2nd I didn't sleep all night last night, and I told my father the ins and outs of the whole thing. He told me that those things were wood demons. He also talked to me about elves and woodgons all night, but in the end he was stuck with the same question as I was: 'Where did those woodmen come from?, and why did Negris Winslow keep them?' However, my father also mentioned to me a more interesting question, that is, Mr. Winslow did not look the same as he had been a few years ago! When he said this, I realized that Mr. Winslow, who was supposed to be about the same age as my father, did not show the slightest sign of aging! At first I thought it was because he usually paid attention to maintenance, but later I refuted this suspicion, because compared to him, my father's life was more leisurely, but he still aged quickly, at least not as fast as he walked, and his voice was louder. ”

"That's right!" Alan was startled when he saw this, and then he remembered that Negris Winslow should be seventy years old no matter how old he was, but except for his white hair, he gave people the impression that he was a young man in other places!

Negris Winslow...... Who the hell is he......" Alan muttered, suddenly feeling a little terrified by this so-called headmaster.

Frey was also at a loss, shaking his head and not speaking.

"The whole valley is full of Wood Demons, what does he want to do with them?" Alan kept thinking about this question, "and the number of these Wood Demons is still increasing......

Think about it again, treasures, elves, wood demons...... That's the kind of thing that Mr. Winslow has to do with it......

Before he could figure it out, he suddenly remembered something else about Mr. Winslow, and he exclaimed, "Ahh......h He also called Professor Frost ......'Teacher'!"