Onyx-like gemstones are placed horizontally on the table, with cheap hand-shredded vegetable leaves that have turned yellow and oxidized scattered on the shiny end surfaces. This is not an open-minded performance art.

Those fibers dissolve, just like the fish sinking to the bottom of the sea without a trace and making no sound.

Lyle tapped its surface, and the knuckles softened the moment they touched, making a popping sound.

It was indeed "eaten".

Although it is unclear whether it was digested or transported to an invisible location, it is a bit difficult to determine whether it is a living thing or some kind of device.

It is currently known that it can change the composition of matter or disguise itself as it wishes, it can "swallow" organic matter, and it is tentatively considered "safe" for itself. It can secrete mucus.

The characteristics displayed are very consistent with the delusion egg described by Mr. Miracle, but other than that, there is nothing outstanding about it.

The palm of his hand caressed the surface, and the smooth touch spread to the skin through the leather. Although Lyle had direct contact with the egg when he first woke up, and there were no adverse consequences, Lyle still maintained the biggest characteristic of a qualified time traveler.

.

Gou.

As long as I run fast enough and perform acrobatics along the way, death can't catch up with me.

It has returned to its original palm size, maybe it has been digested, maybe it has shrunk, Lyle grabbed it in his hand and started tonight's transmission.

The grapes did not follow.

After Lyle's dinner was wiped clean by it, Putao said goodbye and left, starting his own adventure.

Lyle had no objection. Putao was a good girl and she was measured, especially after she took care of him for two nights.

...Tonight's Arianna is an elegant dark purple.

Her long skirt is a bold petal skirt, like an upside-down Phalaenopsis, with a black pearl strung at the connection to the waist. The silky fabric extends upward, wrapping the chest, leaving it bare-chested like a Western-style evening dress.

The backless look is very beautiful, if Arianna didn't cover all the exposed skin with a silk scarf.

Just like a doll, she sits on the chair with her head sideways, forming a picture quietly.

On her leg was a white cane.

"You came."

"I am coming."

Arianna stretched out her hand and raised the cane, and the dragon-shaped carving on the head of the cane shone in the light.

"Does it look like a dragon?"

Lyle looked at it carefully, and found that it was exactly the same as the dragon in his memory. Even the details of the dragon's scales and head were more exquisite than he imagined. The slender body was entangled on the head of the staff, lifelike, as if it was going to happen in the next second.

Fly.

But the old habit is to emphasize the form more than the spirit. Carving from the shape is already a masterpiece, but the power it expresses does not have the majesty and magnificence of the dragon at all. Instead, it has a feminine beauty, which makes people see at a glance that this is a female.

dragon.

But it's pretty enough.

"Like." Lyle stretched out his hand and was brewing some words of thanks in his mind.

Arianna took her hand back and held the cane in her arms with both hands, looking like a treasure.

"I don't want to give it to you anymore." He rubbed his fingers on the stick and reluctantly put the stick on the veil.

Lyle smiled slightly. The materials were collected from firewood, transformed by Raymond, and made by Arianna. To put it bluntly, he was a bit unearned. He could see the child side of Arianna with a cane, and there was nothing wrong in his heart.

Balanced and really fitting.

"Well, it does suit you very well."

"I'm kidding." Arianna handed the cane back to Lyle, without taking it back this time, "Now is the time you need it. Mr. Dragon's course has begun. It is a three-day spiritual spell.

Technique, you go over now, you can just see the awakening process of the staff, and you can get familiar with it with your new staff."

"Thank you." Lyle picked up his cane and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, what is that in your hand?"

Following the direction of Arianna's finger, Lyle saw the egg in his hand. It was caught in Lyle's hand and ignored by Lyle out of habit.

"It's my talent. Because there are some things I don't understand, I plan to show it to Mr. Dragon."

"I want to... well, I mean, I can help you take a look."

Looking at Arianna's hand stretched forward, her veil just says "I'm curious".

Lyle placed the egg in her palm and closed the door of the Cup of Extravagance.

"Please be careful."

………

The new cane was held in Lyle's hand. At first, he was still walking in the corridor like a gentleman, holding the cane, which was as sweet as the sound of his heels hitting the floor tiles.

Later I gave up. I couldn’t learn how to pretend to be elegant. Walking with a cane was like adding a third leg to myself. It was okay for a short time, but after a long time, I felt awkward no matter how I walked. In the end, I even felt a little awkward.

His hands and feet were uncoordinated. Another point was Lyle's stinginess. He felt very distressed when he scratched such a beautiful cane. He held it in his hand like a treasure, but in the end, he simply threw it into his leather bag without looking at it.

When we walked to the familiar basement floor, maybe because we had been there once before, the blue flame torches on the road no longer felt cold, although the temperature was indeed a bit low.

Arriving at the door of the old classroom, I knocked lightly on the wooden door three times, but no one responded for a long time.

Lyle opened the door.

First, the Emo spell that was chanted over and over again was the psychic spell that I had learned in advance. No wonder no one heard the knock on the door. The low and cold Emo spell seemed a bit noisy because of the number of people.

What brought chaos was not only the continuous sound of curses, but also the bones floating in the air. Occasionally, black shadows chasing bones and bones chasing black shadows ran in front of Lyle, accompanied by the knocking of bones.

There was a banging sound on the head, and some bones were even performing a flying show in mid-air, while directly below it, the helpless new séance apprentices were repeatedly chanting spells or making meaningless screams.

What is Mr. Dragon doing?

Mr. Dragon is wielding a sword. He controls four bone clubs of different lengths and is controlling them to strike crosswise in the air, knocking down those disobedient bone clubs.

"Mr. Dragon!" Lyle had to raise his voice in order for him to hear.

"Oh! Mr. Epidemic Doctor, find a seat and sit wherever you like."
Chapter completed!