Chapter 899 (1/2)

After starting with the Voynich manuscript, Sylvie did not continue to roam outside. Instead, he was familiar with the road. In the labyrinth of lanes, he came to a small dead end.

At the bottom of the cul de sac is a wall that looks a bit old. The lime on the wall peels off, revealing the blue bricks inside.

Although there's nothing strange at first glance, people with a more delicate mind should have noticed something wrong - Stein is a city built out of thin air to fight against the abyss devil.

It has never been more than a month since it was built and put into use. Why are there walls that look so old and even mottled in such a new city?

The reason is simple, because this wall is just a small magic enchantment.

On the exposed bricks of the wall, one by one, as if typing the password with a keyboard, the wall still looks the same, but SIVI easily goes through and comes to the building behind the wall.

This is dawn's current stronghold in Stein. The location was provided by Aesop.

”You're back,” said St. George, who was sitting on the sofa looking at some books. ”You look worse and worse. Is it really OK?”

”Don't worry. You can hold on.”

Sylvie waved his hand, and a confident smile appeared on his pale face: ”at least I am a legend, not as fragile as you think.”

”If only that were the case.”

Sandler, who was sitting by the fire, raised his head and said, ”since that girl disappeared, your face has never been better...”

Sylvie didn't tell them what happened that day. Anyway, Robert Veron has been thrown into the door of truth by him and assimilated by wolfram. It's no different from death. Even if it's said, it's meaningless to say it except to add to their worries.

In addition to the young Giro once asked, other dawn members did not ask SIVI what happened that day. At least they were experienced heroes. Naturally, they knew that some things were better not to know.

”If it really doesn't work, you'll stay here and have a rest.”

St. George closed the book with a snap, and Sylvie saw that the title of the book was the knight's self-cultivation: ”it doesn't matter if you give me the negotiation with Jones. Although I'm not as powerful as you, I still have some experience in sneaking I used to sneak into a robber's camp to rescue the son of a Duke who was kidnapped and I was not found. ”

”Don't worry, I can handle I'd like to say that, but I have to say that your proposal is just right. ”

Sylvie looked at his first friend of his time: ”in the next period of time, I need to carry out an experiment of alchemy. I really can't spare too much time to continue to negotiate with them. You can only trouble you about dawn.”

”No problem. Keeping one's word is one of the virtues of a knight.”

St. George agreed without hesitation.

This building is the residence provided by Aesop, and the house prepared by Aesop as an academic magician naturally has its own alchemy laboratory.

Although because of the difficulty of preservation, there are few useful magic materials, but at least it can be regarded as complete facilities.