After a night of rainstorms and the whole day of the next day, when the sun set again, the dark clouds all dispersed, allowing the dazzling stars to shine brightly, and the bright moonlight splashing on the night of St. Calliu's Academy, making every plant and tree in this aristocratic school look so romantic and colorful, floating with the breeze and shining with the silver brilliance of the moon. A few bronze kerosene lamps stand on the paths of the school, the warm glow of the fire soothes the peaceful chill of the night, and the winding path winds past the astronomical towers and pine forests, and a short walk north leads to an old two-story warehouse at the northernmost point of the entire St. Calliu College. The warehouse is a mix of brick and wood, rectangular in size, about the size and height of a farm's barn, with an arched roof and a wooden door large enough for elephants to enter. Few people have ever been to this place, let alone anyone who has ever cleaned it, the solid brick walls have been completely covered in moss, it is like a forgotten old man sitting alone in the corner of the academy waiting for the corrosion of time, Mr. Vane on patrol carries his oil lamp to the door of the warehouse, his thin body can't even support a security guard's uniform, his body casts a long, shriveled shadow in the reflection of the light. With the help of the light, it could be seen that the door of the warehouse was locked with a strong iron lock, and Mr. Vane carried the lamp and shook it around the lock a few times, and after a few careful observations, he raised the two whiskers on his lips and snorted softly, put the oil lamp on the ground, and then took out the work manual and ticked it. "Everything is right, just like every day in the past, and alas, they will never give this errand a raise." Vane muttered and sighed to himself, and only the sound of wind and insects echoed all around, making the patrolman's already lonely figure even more lonely. Vane carefully put away the manual, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, looked around to make sure that no one was there, took out a bottle of hardcover moonshine from the pocket of his jacket, smirked a few times, and kissed the bottle: "Just take such a sip, what can go wrong?" After licking his lips excitedly, Mr. Vane hurriedly unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a large gulp of greedily into the mouth. Before he could swallow the wine, there was a sudden strange sound in the surrounding grass that was different from the peaceful night, so startled that Vane almost squirted out all the wine in his throat, he hurriedly screwed the cap of the bottle to hide the wine, and then lifted the oil lamp to illuminate the direction from which the strange sound came. "Who's there! Get out! He roared loudly, and when he saw that there was no movement, he took the initiative to walk slowly and slowly. "If it's a student, come out obediently, don't force me to go to your director at night!" And when he was completely close to the grass on the side of the road, the light illuminated the grass where no one had ever stopped, and just as Vane thought he had misheard, a pitch-black crow suddenly flew out of the grass and pounced on Vane's face with a seeping hoarse sound. "!" After stooping down in a panic, the crow flapped its wings and flew into the night sky, destroying the melody of the whole nocturne with its unpleasant cry. "Fucking ravens again! I hate crows to death! Where did Carl Stream get so many crows these days! Vane scolded, straightened his uniform, and then turned back to the path with the oil lamp in his hand. When Patrolman Vane walked away, the silhouette of a young man appeared in the shadow behind a large tree next to the warehouse, Cesare walked into the moonlight, his keen eyes scanned the surroundings, and after making sure that there was no one else, he quickly dodged to the door of the warehouse, and the agile Cesare was like a ghost in the night, his eyes lingered on the iron lock for a few seconds, and his mind quickly calculated how to pry open this place and how long it would take. But Cesare shook his head and denied his idea, and took a few steps to the side of the warehouse, where he soon found a window that had been pried open, and it happened that there were bundles of wood piled up under the edge of the window, just enough to use as a footfoot, apparently someone had entered before Cesare. Didn't anyone find out about this? Cesare wondered what the security of St. Carlius College was not an ordinary carelessness, and what was the high tuition fee paid by the students used for? But in the end, this was not something he should worry about, Cesare jumped on the window edge with a few sharp moves, rolled into the warehouse and landed smoothly, Cesare also completely immersed in darkness, the surrounding environment was so dark that it was difficult to tell whether he had opened his eyes or not at the first time. However, Cesare did not feel nervous in such a completely unknown environment, and instead closed his eyes and tried to feel the flow of magic in his body, and then he gently tapped the ground twice with his toes, and whispered a spell in his mouth. The hard ground around him rippled around him on the tips of his toes, and then a pale green glow of light like fireflies on the floor of the warehouse, and soon the entire warehouse was illuminated by a faint light, at least enough to barely see the surroundings. The interior of the warehouse is large, and there is still plenty of room for a large amount of miscellaneous items, most of which are obsolete or damaged chairs and teaching equipment, and even large astronomical telescopes, most of which are covered with a white cloth that has fallen a thick layer of dust. Cesare watched his surroundings warily and walked slowly, trying to find Anya's figure, but he couldn't see half of the figure as far as his eyes could see. Immediately afterward, a strange table caught Cesare's attention, which, unlike other miscellaneous objects, was not only not covered with a white cloth and had obviously been cleaned recently, but also contained something of metal on it, and Cesare was surprised to find that it was the mechanical heart he had seen at auction. "Anya?" Cesare asked tentatively. "Are you here?" After repeated confirmation and no response, Cesare shrugged his shoulders, wondering what the mad girl was up to. Cesare cautiously approached and picked up the mechanical heart with both hands, this device is very lightweight, like a hollow, the appearance is no different from the last time I saw it at the auction, the whole is composed of iron sheet and iron wire to form the appearance of a human heart, the production process is thick and fine, which reveals a strange feeling like a real steel creature has been taken out of the heart, making people feel inexplicable physiological rejection. Cesare, who was convinced that this was some kind of power core, couldn't help but waver a little, because this device looked more like a mechanical heart at this time, and it looked almost exactly the same as a human heart from a distance, and when you looked closely, you found that the whole device was made of metal, and it was hard to imagine what kind of energy the Hunyadi family was using to drive this device, and it seemed that there should be a small magic array inside. Beneath the heart was a map of the Papal States, but after confirming that it was a normal map, Cesare turned his attention back to the mechanical heart. On the back of the device was a knife carved a passage that was difficult to identify due to the age, and the auction host must have deliberately omitted to mention the scratches in order to sell them for a good price. Cesare crouched down and made out the fluorescent light on the ground, discovering that they were written from the First Empire of Lonesia, and it was hard to believe that the device was so old. And just as Cesare was preoccupied, the girl named Anya suddenly stood beside Cesare as if out of thin air, and patted him lightly on the shoulder. "Did you find anything?" Some muffled girl's voice rang in Cesare's ears, but it didn't interrupt Cesare's train of thought. Cesare knew of course that Anya was on his side, but he wanted to know more about the meaning of the words at this point. "Bad news from the crows, the earth ......" Cesare struggled to make out the scratches, which were already blurred, but finally sighed helplessly. Cause... What? The words on the back have been smoothed out and are unrecognizable. When Cesare stood up a little sadly, but when he looked at Anya, he was instantly startled, and immediately moved away half a step, confusion and incomprehension suddenly came to his heart, and he asked in a tone that was difficult to understand the other party's behavior: "What are you doing!?" "What do you do?" The muffled voice came out again. At this time, Anya had changed out of the ball costume, and replaced it with a long-sleeved shirt dressed like a boy, the clothes that were close to the skin showed the girl's figure without hesitation, and the school uniform jacket of St. Calliu College was tied around her waist, such a way of dressing could not be described as indecent in the circle of the aristocracy, and one could not help but wonder if Count Laurien knew about it. However, this was not the reason for Cesare's fright, the main reason was that Anya had a wooden barrel abruptly on her neck, and her whole head was stuck in a small barrel with a missing bottom, and Anya stood in front of Cesare with her waist pinched as if she was completely unaware of her funny image. "Your head! Why are you wearing that? Cesare, annoyed by Anya's inexplicable behavior, couldn't help but ask. "Oh! You mean this. Anya stretched out her finger and tapped the barrel on her head. This needs to start with three hours ago, we can find another tea time to discuss this matter, and all in all, I have put myself on the card. Anya also needs to hold the barrel with both hands to balance her head. Can you help me, or can you give me some time, I should be able to get this done soon. Looking at Anya playing the Headless Horseman in front of him, Cesare gradually frowned, he did not doubt Anya's ability to solve this ridiculous situation on his own, otherwise he would have doubted how this crazy girl survived to this day, Cesare just didn't want to waste any more time, and then wordlessly put the mechanical heart back on the table, and began to rummage around for tools that might be useful. Thanks to the warehouse, it didn't take long to find a broken metal rod that was just the right size and cut to be used as a crowbar. Cesare dusted off the top and said to the girl with the barrel on her head, "Please find a wall to lean on." "Absolutely." Anya agreed briskly, and then spun around in place. "It's a little dark in here, so, which side is the wall?" "Maybe there are walls on all sides?" Cesare covered his forehead in frustration, and finally walked up to Anya's side, slowly took her hand, and led the strange girl to the wall and held her shoulders steady so that she leaned her back against the wall. "Don't move, if it hurts you, say it in time." Cesare admonished solemnly. "Yes, my Prince." Anya, whose head was still in the barrel, responded with a grin.

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