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Volume 1 Chapter 21 A Critical Hour

Volume 1 Chapter 21 A Critical Hour

Whatever had happened to Hilton and the monster before, Cesare was even more convinced that Hilton was a vindictator. But none of that matters at this moment. Cesare hurriedly picked up the cane that had fallen to the ground and poked the bottom into the ground hard, and at the same moment, Cesare, who had never actually used a magic wand, seemed to open the door to a new world. He could clearly feel all the magic floating in this area, whether it was the untapped primordial magic in the earth, or the strange power emanating from the monsters, and the sea of magic released by the cardinal in the sky, and the high surveillance eye watched everything that happened here. Cesare was able to sense through the reverse flow of magic that the army was approaching here, affected by the woods, and it took formation to delay the time. With a little more delay, Closia could be healed, and Cesare rekindled hope. At the bottom of the cane is a whirlpool of the ocean, greedily extracting all the magic power of the earth, and at the moment when the cane is filled with magic power, the cutwork and hidden runes on the surface of the entire ivory cane emit a dazzling white light at this moment. This is what magic should look like, Cesare thought to himself, but what he didn't know was that his eyes, which were also carriers of magic, were also bursting with a strange brilliance, but the color was slightly dim...... "Shattered!" Cesare pronounced the incantation as if he were giving orders to the magicians, and the more powerful magic shattered all the rain in its path, and before the monster could heal from the wound on its shoulder, the cracked spell tore the last few sturdy mycelium, like an invisible giant tearing its arm off. In the midst of the piercing screams, the severed arm turned off the earth and began to melt in an instant, and the remaining mycelium on it was lifted upwards as if dying and trying to return to the main body, but in the end it gradually lost its vitality and turned into a pool of blood. The monster was not defeated, and his pain only lasted for a moment before he regained his vitality, only to look at Cesare with a look of genuine fear that was no longer just at his prey. The form has been reversed, but it is not yet the time to underestimate the enemy, but it is not something to be proud of if the enemy is serious. Just as Cesare hid his magic in his staff again, waiting for the monster's reaction, the sound of many centaurs approaching the woods could be heard. The monster raised its head and sniffed the air around him, his eyes sharpened and alerted, his teeth protruding at Cesare, baring his teeth and making a threatening sound, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly became like a swamp, and his body slowly sank in. Cesare watched as it sank to the ground and turned into a puddle of mycelium, and thought it was going to make a final attack, but it sped away into the depths of the woods at a speed that was impossible to catch with the naked eye, and soon disappeared without a trace. Not knowing if it was a trap or not, Cesare still did not dare to let his guard down, he kept an eye on the surrounding woods, watching for any sounds that might pose a threat, the chirping of insects, the chirping of birds, the sound of leaves being blown by the wind, the dark clouds dissipated, and the warm sunlight once again fell on the young man's exhausted face. "Survivors found! There are kids here! This was the last voice Cesare heard, he wanted to say save my sister, but he didn't know if it sounded, only that the tense nerves had been dragging him to the ground the moment he was released, maybe the world was already dark, but the first man opened his eyes, and there was light. The huge castle library is filled with the rich smell of books, echoing the sound of turning books. The main body of the house is supported by several ancient and dilapidated columns, and the central marble statue for some reason only has a base and some remnants, which can be vaguely guessed to be a sculpture of birds. There is a floor-to-ceiling window in the direction of its original face, and the outdoor light pierces through the gray glass to illuminate the whole space, and the dust floating in the sunlight seems to break the constraints of time, giving the old library a different kind of vitality. The boy who moved into the castle gradually adapted to his new life here, and with the Count's permission, the castle's library became the place where he spent the most time of his day. The shelves are divided into several areas according to the content of the books, and the books that are stuffed on them are also placed in an orderly manner according to the alphabetical order. Despite the abundance of books, there are no children's books to look around, there are no fairy tales or fables, only boring written accounts of engineering theories and religious histories. The young boy sat down with his back to the side of the bookshelf and used his bent legs to prop up the bulky tome, a book of religious stories, most of which corresponded to the orthodox Bible of the church. However, some of these stories have very different directions and specific plots, and it is clear that there are many different versions of the folk interpretation of religion. The boy turned a new page and read the story of the execution of the saint, which says that the Son of God, with a stripe and a crown of thorns, was put to death in the execution ground under the watchful eyes of sinners, and that the death of the saint aroused the wrath of the living beings, and for several days there were crows hovering over the sky, pecking at the eyes of sinners and destroying their wheat fields in revenge for the wickedness of the world. However, God forgives the repentant and cannot bear mortals to fall into suffering, so that the repentant man can conceive a pure white rose in front of the door, and the crow sees the rose and knows that the sinner seeks salvation, so he obeys God's will and renounces revenge. Religious tales are obscure to read, and boys don't fully understand their meanings, but the theoretical accounts of mechanical engineering are more interesting. The boy gently closed the book in his arms, stood up and moved his already numb legs a few times, and put the book back in place. Just as he was about to pick out the next reading, a crisp and lovely voice came into his ears. "Brother?" His sister's voice was so sweet that it reminded him that he had been in the library for too long and that it was time to move. The boy searched for the source of the sound, but the other party was preparing for a game of hide and seek, and could only faintly hear the girl's wind-chime-like laughter, but he was never in sight. Knowing the other man's intentions, the boy walked slowly and gradually began to run, and he left the old library with the girl's laughter, and ran through the scarlet carpet through the castle, the sound of the two children chasing and playing in the corridors of the castle. He ran out of the terrace, saw the tall iron gate in the courtyard leading to the outside world, and looked back to see the white dress flash around the corner, so he continued to follow, stepping down the stairs, jumping through every crack, and speeding down the long staircase for children, the cheerful sound echoing through the walls like flowing water, as if to extinguish the gloomy atmosphere of the castle. As he ran through the wide foyer, the castle door, which was always closed, was suddenly pushed open, and the dazzling light shone into the hall to dispel the gloom that had accumulated here, and the boy subconsciously dodged behind the wall, poking out half of his head to look at the figure standing outside the door. The boy caught a glimpse of two adult men walking into the castle, although they did not meet often, but they still had a very shallow impression of these two boys, the first one was Janos with a scar on his face, he always looked very fierce, so that the boy was always a little afraid of him, and Janos was still holding something in his arms at this time...... When I squinted my eyes and looked closely, I was surprised to find that it was a girl of the same age as the boy, and what was very impressive was that the girl had silver hair. The person behind Janos was a slightly chubby man, different from the calm Janos, his face was very ugly, as if he was worried about something terrible about to happen, he eagerly negotiated with the sweeping servant at the door After a few words, the servant's face also seemed to hear the bad news, and instantly sank, and quickly turned around and left to inform the earl. The boy hiding behind the wall avoided the servant's vision, unconsciously forgetting the frolic and now curious to know what would happen next. After a while he heard the familiar sound of three-legged walking, and the count, who was always sick, came anxiously from the other side with his cane, hunched over, his face still as pale as ever, and his clothes were still very disheveled, as if he had not made much preparation for this visit. "How long has it been! Garber! I told you to pay more attention to the wounds of the attacked, why are you only finding out now!? The Earl poked his cane the ground, his pale face was reddened, his lips were closed and even squeezed together hideously, and he rebuked loudly. Where is the injured part, and how is she doing now!? "I'm sorry sir, but we were negligent, we've been busy catching ...... lately," the man known as Garber replied in a panic, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a gesture from Janos, and the rest of the words were continued by the calm Yanosh. "All in all, she had a small cut in her eye from the 'scarecrow' in the previous attack, and she didn't speak or cry out in pain, which I thought was just an ordinary injury...... Signs of infection have been found until today. The silver-haired girl in Janos's arms seemed to have a high fever, her face flushed with an unhealthy flush, her mouth breathing hard, her hair covering her left eye, and her exposed right eye closed in agony. And when Janos ripped her hair and exposed her left eye to the sun, the boy almost covered his mouth so that he didn't make a sound in surprise at what he saw. There was a terrible vertical crack on the young eyelid, and the crack passed through the eyeball and left a dark red mark on the pupil, and the girl seemed to try her best to close the injured eye, but at the same time, some black object was hidden in the wound, and small branches extended outward to stretch the girl's eyelids up and down. Even the youngest and most ignorant of the age would have been shocked by such a strange sight, the eyes that had become eerie red from blood congestion no longer seemed to belong to the girl's body, but from another unknown and terrifying soul. Seeing that the Earl began to shake his head, Garber, who had been standing next to him, looked even more anxious. "Najib's family is the only one left with this girl still alive... My lord, we must be saved to save her. "You calm down first!" Although the Count said this, it was not difficult to see from the restless twitching fingers of his cane that he did not seem to have calmed down much. "The infection has a tendency to spread, so you have to get your eyeballs out as soon as possible... Let's bring her in first, we need more Forget-Worry Grass...... Garber, you find some people to pick some of the freshest herbs from the neighborhood, remember that the fresher the better, in this case, you can only do your best, if you apply the herbs, it will not work...... Yanos, you know what to do. The expressionless Janos nodded, and then followed the silver-haired girl to the room deep in the castle with the silver-haired girl in his arms, while Garber sighed and left through the gate. Just as the boy was hesitating whether to continue to follow them secretly, a sweet and doubtful voice sounded in his ears again, only this time the white dress had quietly come to his side, and the boy whispered his brother in his ear......

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