Chapter 61 (1/2)
Lauren, who was thrown out of the door, leaned against the edge of the corridor, shook his head helplessly and sighed a long time.
Why every time you want to tell the truth, no one believes it?
I'm afraid it's a question worth thinking about, but Loren doesn't have this idea now. He took out the book of the buried thing - Vampire from under his robe, glanced gently at the gilded font on it, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
This was brought ”by the way” when carrying ayin back to the tower. Of course, such important information can't be easily forgotten. Most importantly, since the book is placed in Dalton's study rather than the college library, it is enough to prove that it is very meaningful.
Of course, it may just be the private collection of the tutor, but Loren doesn't believe there will be such a coincidence. Dalton hid it in his study for a reason - he might have found it missing by now.
Therefore, we must read the required content as soon as possible, but I'm afraid we can't do this by ourselves. Although he is very confident in his memory, Loren thinks he is not a pervert like Isaac Grantham. He can remember all the books in the whole library in only one day.
I'm afraid I need a little help... For example, a guy named Asriel.
Although he felt extremely disgusted every time he thought of this, emotion is always a taboo. With a little helpless smile, Loren lying in bed slowly closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his spiritual palace.
”It's very kind of you to think of me so soon, dear Loren.”
When he opened his eyes again, Loren found that his spiritual palace was a little different - there was a chandelier in the center of the empty white room, and several oil paintings of different sizes hung on the four closed walls. There was nothing else.
But if you look carefully, you can find that the patterns on the ”oil paintings” are several spells that Loren thoroughly mastered before, which are arranged in rows according to the sequence.
Fire fighting moths symbolizing the ”firefly curse”; Convolution pattern implying ”hovering mantra”; The arrow feather, which refers to the ”crystallization curse”... These oil paintings are only palm sized and scattered on the wall.
On the other side of the wall, a slightly larger one hung; Under the bright background, the lacquered black shadow with white eyes and roaring up to the sky - there is no doubt that this is the only high-level magic spell that Loren has mastered, ”beyond perception”.
”How do you feel? Your previous spiritual palace is too disordered - mainly because you are completely unified in spirit and material and receive too much information. Therefore, I did a little help, and it's not particularly complicated.”
Sitting in the middle of the room, the young man in a small dress had an expression of ”praise me quickly” in exchange for Lauren's sneer.
”Let me make sure that this' little favor 'won't make me owe you any favor?”
”How could it?!” the young man's eyes under his white blond hair glittered with innocent light, as if he had been wronged: ”we are best friends. I will never threaten you with such a thing!”
”That's the best.” Lauren nodded and walked quickly to Asriel. There were more chairs beside him. He sat up without paying attention: ”I want to make sure one thing now...”
”Don't ask, your idea is correct.” the smiling Asriel replied directly: ”there was a vampire in vimpal castle.”
So the rumor is true? Loren suddenly remembered that on his first day at the college, Ayn had mentioned the rumor that there were vampires in the college. He also inquired around after that, but there were similar rumors among the local villagers, but they were just regarded as a story, and few people believed it at all.
In this way, I'm afraid Peter deliberately released the rumors about vampires - the more things he didn't want to be found, the more he wanted to show them; The more you don't want to mention, the more you want to put it at the beginning; The more important the secret is, the more it will appear in the blind area of people's sight.
It's worthy of being Dean Peter. Sure enough, it's still a deep routine for the elderly