Griffith was in a trance, but everything in front of him was so clear.
"Ah, it hurts!" The slim girl looked up at her, her mouth still twitching, "Do you know how strong you are?"
"Oh, sorry, Krista, sorry." Griffith smiled apologetically, "Let's do it again."
"One last time! If you hurt me again, you can play by yourself!" Krista snorted, "Follow my rhythm, come on,
"one two three four,
"one two three four,
“This time was good,
"Try it again, you didn't step on me, that's some progress!"
Griffith can finally keep up with the novitiate's dance steps!
The two wore iron armor and danced beside the bonfire. Their breastplates and greaves clanged with the dance steps, and they didn't even need to play accompaniment music beside the crackling bonfire.
"That's right, but something is weird!" Krista took two steps back, clasping her hands in front of the breastplate and looking up and down, "Let's take off the armor once, and the exercise should be close to actual combat."
"No need."
"It's necessary, we won't be wearing armor at the dance!" the trainee nun said firmly, "Speaking of which, it's strange why we would dance in armor in the first place. This is the camp. If orcs can touch here,
Attack, the sentry has screamed countless times!"
Krista skillfully removed the breastplate, and her slender body was only wearing a thin and simple petticoat and greaves. She did not allow Griffith to object, and went around behind to help him take off the breastplate.
"Since you want to learn, be serious. Don't you want to ask the captain to dance at the ball?" Krista's gentle movements left warm marks on Griffith's shoulders.
"I didn't, it doesn't happen, don't talk nonsense!" Griffith denied.
"Tsk tsk, why are you embarrassed to admit it? Who doesn't like a mature and beautiful big sister?" Krista looked down at herself with a complicated expression, returned to Griffith, and put her heads on his shoulders.
, "Put your hands on my waist. There is no armor now. Don't touch it."
How slender, but very powerful, this is a girl's waist...
Krista hummed the melody, and Griffith felt the graceful curves and elastic touch. It was a bit regretful that the time of one song was too short. He followed the dance steps and rhythm of the novice nuns, and praised sincerely:
"You are so versatile, you must be blessed by the gods!"
"Hahaha," the trainee nun raised her head and laughed, her blond hair draped over her shoulders was illuminated by the bonfire like the morning sun, and her blue eyes shone brightly, "The bishop also said that I have been blessed."
"bishop?"
"Well, Bishop Raven, I grew up in Raven's church, and everyone likes me!" Krista spun Griffith around, "When I have the chance, I'll take you there to play!
"
…
The brief memories fade away like smoke.
Griffith looked around to determine his position. He rubbed his face, recalling the memories he had just recovered.
I actually completely forgot about this experience... I knew that I had practiced dancing with Krista, but like before, I had no clear memory and was dismembered in pieces.
Erza's letter made Griffith aware of many questions, which were not as unanswered as who was responsible for charging the veterans. In order to divert his attention and find some clues, Griffith
Si asked Sonia for a magical map, and he could find the incredible house of wonder behind Academy Road alone.
The memory retrieved this time once again pointed to Krista's memory. If he was right, he should be able to find clues in the church in Raven City.
…
"This is what happened," Griffiths returned to the cafe on the main street of Academy Road and told Lana and Murat about the matter. "I am going to investigate again when I have the opportunity."
Before the start of the second semester, they came here again to purchase textbooks and teaching aids.
Lana looked at him deeply: "Your madness is getting more and more serious. Forget it, this is your business. People always have strange dreams. I also dreamed of being with you in a distant place a few times.
To fight in our country, we have a mercenary group or something."
"Do you dream about him?" Murat, who was eating next to him, looked at the two of them in horror and moved his chair outside.
Lana shook his head helplessly, "Speaking of the Wonder House, Fiona did some research during the winter vacation and found some doubts."
"How to say?"
"The Wonder House is very mysterious, but it is not without predecessors who have visited and studied it. As you know, Hometown Watts is most indispensable for scholars with a spirit of inquiry. Mechanically speaking, the memories of those who experience the Wonder House are related to the spiritual world.
It is connected, obtains information from another source, and will not react to the malicious intentions of this world that invades halfway. It is not an effective external psychic and emotional monitoring device," Rana said simply, "In other words, we
The malice that was sensed was not from Jaros, but from inside the Wonder House, maybe from the spirit world we communicate with. Maybe."
I see.
One of Griffith's ideas was supported.
In a series of events, attacks and conspiracies fell on him one after another seemingly by chance. Whether he was involved in the conspiracy to attack Galadia, or he was involved in a gang attack and obtained a bone ring, everything happened.
It's like a carefully prepared script for him.
He is like the protagonist of a certain story, attracting flying nails like a magnet. Then, there must be one or several opportunities that made him, who was originally just a soldier of the legion, possess magnetism.
Now that clues have emerged, Griffith can try to confirm his suspicions step by step.
…
Today he is leaving for Homemonworth to start a new semester. Before departure, Griffith once again came to the Earl's office.
"I am sorry, please accept my condolences," whispered Count William de La Mole, "may the holy limbs of the Lord touch Elodie's soul."
"Thank you, Your Excellency," Griffith responded sadly.
"If you need to take a vacation, you can ask Sonia and your salary will be paid as long as it does not exceed two weeks."
"Thank you, Your Excellency."
Count Larmore sat upright behind the desk, looked at the trainee knight standing a few steps away, and sighed invisibly: "How are you going to deal with Milovan Neville, member of the Arcane Council?"
Clean up the congressman? No, I haven't planned to do so yet... Griffith raised his head in surprise.
"Very good, it seems that you have no such plan yet," the count shook his quill, "Neopolis is not an ordinary resort. The power you relied on before launching the last-minute charge will come to find you again.
.
"I thought you wanted to be a quiet logistics officer, get entangled between a female superior and a beautiful colleague, save money to buy a house by the sea in a remote neighborhood of Beyeland, and then die peacefully in your study.
Li. Don't look at me with that silly face. I don't know what you young people are thinking.
"Now it seems that fate has already decided the gift to you and the price to be paid."
Griffith didn't know how to answer. He had not yet submitted a detailed report on his charge against the twenty cultist Beyonders, but the Count seemed to have mastered a lot of information.
The count did not ask any questions or point out anything, but continued:
"Congressman Neville has close contacts with certain forces in the southern continent. Of course, at a public level, he is just an uncontested elder, a curious scholar, a protector and patron of explorers. However, at our level,
From now on, there will be enough pawns to do everything for you.
"I don't want you to waste time on meaningless things. If you are thinking about something, at least wait until you have knight status, a strength of Sequence 7 or above, and you don't need to report everything to me or ask for leave.
Go plot."
"Yes, Your Excellency, Earl." Griffith vaguely understood.
"Okay, I hope you have a brain in your head. Knight Roland has a famous saying, the bishop can't run away from the church." The count tapped the table lightly and smiled as if he was remembering something. "No matter what the congressman did or what he did,
No matter what he does, his nest will always remain there."
This sentence is really straightforward. In fact, I have not made any attempts against the congressman, and many things need to be investigated step by step. Griffiths thumped his chest:
"As you command, Your Majesty."
"Then, if you have nothing to report, you can leave." The Count waved his hand.
Actually, I have something to report, so forget it, I’d better trouble Sonia. Griffith saluted solemnly and retreated towards the door.
"etc."
Before he could take two steps, the Earl suddenly stopped him. The Earl's work was very heavy, and he often forgot and suddenly remembered something from time to time. From Griffith's perspective, you could see that his hair was getting thinner.
"Please give me your instructions, Your Excellency."
"Go to Ashford to get five units of potential potions," the earl said, "and they will be deducted from your salary at par."
"..."
The housekeeper of the Earl's Mansion had prepared these potential potions and handed them over in a small box with a smile:
"The price of 500 silver francs per unit will be deducted from your salary for the next two years."
"puff!"
Griffith almost choked on his own saliva.
"I think the earl means that you should take it now."
"But what will I do for a living next?"
"Don't think that we don't know that you have your own small treasury," the butler said with a smile, "The extraordinary characteristics of the twenty or so cultists are not a small amount of money. If you don't use it to improve yourself, why should you keep it as a dowry?"
Griffith sadly took out his money bag: "I will pay part of it now."
"As you wish," Ashford nodded, "I'll give you some tips, Mr. Apprentice Knight.
"Whether it is extraordinary abilities or magic, in addition to improving through your own practical learning, you can use potential potions to quickly increase your level. Be sure to note that the resources required for each upgrade will increase significantly. The fourth level will bring
Qualitative change and considerable returns.
"So, please remember, resources and troops should not be dispersed but concentrated."