Professor Manning started a conversation with Miss Louisa very familiarly. Judging from the content of the conversation, he seemed to know Miss Louisa's father:
"That pen is impressive. I was introduced by a friend and bought it from an old writer who lived two streets away. The writer was in very bad health at the time, with dark circles under his eyes and a lack of energy.
Like myasthenia gravis."
The professor sat on the chair behind the desk and said with his hands clasped together. Behind him was a whole wall of bookshelves, but the books were not arranged neatly. Some books even had notes in them, which were blowing in the wind outside the window.
swing.
But Shade likes this decoration style very much.
Miss Louisa glanced at Shade. From the professor's description of the old writer, it was obvious that he was addicted to pens and had his body hollowed out. Probably before he died, he made up his mind to sell the pens and stay away from those temptations. Unfortunately, it was already too late.
.
But fortunately, Professor Manning was full of energy. He probably never used the pen and just regarded it as a collection.
"Yes, I just want to buy that pen from you this time. To be honest, the old writer you mentioned was my friend and passed away two months ago."
Miss Louisa made a regretful expression, and Shade followed her example and put down his tea cup.
"That pen is probably a relic. The old writer and I are old friends, and I want to buy it back. You can make an offer. I think as long as the price is reasonable, I can accept it."
The professor thought for a while:
"If it is a relic of a friend, of course I will not sell it. In this case, I will go to the collection room upstairs first and get the pen back. Please wait for me."
After saying that, he stood up and asked the maid to bring some snacks to the two guests.
So the maid and the professor both left the study, and the black cat followed. After confirming that their footsteps were far away, Shade said slightly relaxedly:
"It turns out it's just like this. I thought it would be very troublesome."
"Look, I'm just saying, this thing is very safe, just think of it as a long-term experience."
Miss Louisa said.
Shade nodded, picked up the tea cup again, and asked curiously:
"Then what are the side effects of the clerical relic [Happy Dream Pen]? Is it just that it attracts people to use it, and then the user's body gradually deteriorates?"
He was curious about this. Although he had quite a few relics in his hands, this was the first time he had seen such a novel one.
"Not only that, if the dream pen is used for a long time and the dream pen absorbs too much mental power and blood, then it is possible that the things in the dream will come to reality. The terrible things born from the dream pen can be simply regarded as
A materialized nightmare. That’s why it is classified as clerical level.”
The writer explained that Shade made an expression that said this thing was awesome.
As for Miss Louisa wanting this pen, it’s not because she wants to give it a try, nor does she want to submit it to the academy to get a reward. As a writer, Miss Louisa’s own ring magician system is also based on the core talisman of [Writer].
Literature as the core.
She has recently encountered a bottleneck in learning thaumaturgy, so she wants to find some relics with similar power to gain inspiration. This is like Shade buying [Orb of Silver Moon] to strengthen her learning of thaumaturgy of the Silver Moon system.
The two chatted about the history of the pen's containment, and mentioned that the Meng Pen was more likely to be owned by men than women.
Then I heard footsteps and realized that the maid was back, so I turned to discuss the good weather today.
The fat maid in a headscarf brought them new black tea and a stack of snacks, which were some waffles with butter on the side. Professor Manning's living standard was indeed not bad.
"Sorry, I wanted to get something the cat could eat, but I couldn't find it in a hurry."
The maid apologized to Shade again. Shade shook his head and was about to say it was nothing, but suddenly realized a problem:
"You mean, Professor Manning, there's nothing here that cats can eat?"
His hand suddenly grabbed the armrest of the back seat, and Miss Louisa frowned and looked at the maid.
The middle-aged woman didn't know why the two of them had this expression, but she still nodded hesitantly:
"The professor doesn't have pets at home, so there is no..."
"Did you just see that?"
Shade turned to ask Miss Louisa, who answered quickly:
"Of course I saw it, that black cat."
The two stood up almost at the same time, and Shade put little Mia on the chair instead of taking it with him.
"Here, help me keep an eye on the cat and don't let it run around."
He said to the servant, and Miss Louisa patted the fat maid on the shoulder, and her tone became extremely soothing:
"Stay in the room and don't leave until we get back."
The maid's eyes immediately became distracted, and she nodded very stiffly. Shade had seen this move before. In the garden maze of Lakeview Manor, the ring warlock captain of the Righteous God Church had used a similar ability, but it was probably better than
Not as good as Professor Sanchez's "Charming Humans".
Leaving the cat and the fat maid in the study, with Miss Louisa in front and Shade behind, they walked towards the third floor. When they stepped on the stairs, Shade did not forget to ask in his heart:
"Why didn't you remind me that I encountered the 'Whisper' element?"
【Because I didn’t feel it.】
"But the cat is very close to me."
[It is not the true body. Since the other party was born in a dream, the probability of revealing the true body in front of you is very low. What you see should be just the false illusion of the nightmare, it is observing you. 】
"So the shortcoming of the 'other self's' reconnaissance ability lies in the distance."
Shade concluded in his mind.
Following Miss Louisa as they walked up the stairs, the two stopped at the last step to the third floor. The third floor was still full of life, with photos of professors hanging in the corridors and stacks of books on the walls.
A cardboard box with no apparent purpose.
But there was no sound on the entire floor, and all the doors were closed. Miss Louisa tentatively called out Professor Manning's name, but received no response.
She cautiously said to Shade:
"Follow me for a moment. Although it is a nightmare born from a relic, judging from Professor Manning's condition, the nightmare born from a relic out of control should be just a newborn form. When I patted the maid on the shoulder, I checked her condition
, she is very ordinary, which means that Nightmare didn’t even have time to attack other people in this house.”
Miss Louisa said to Shade, as the steam behind her spewed out, the brass-colored life ring was fully revealed.
Shade nodded and followed the blonde girl up the stairs to the third floor. Miss Louisa seemed to be testing something, pausing in front of each door on the third floor, and then continued to the next door.
Her back was very beautiful. I don’t know if it was because the weather was too hot, but Miss Louisa’s back was soaked. Near the swaying long golden hair, the clothes on her back seemed transparent for Shade to see.
.....
"Um?"
Xia De felt alarmed and stopped. Foreigners have far-reaching knowledge, and the scene at this moment made him have some bad guesses.
"Could it be that now..."
He lowered his head and looked at his hand with a feeling. On the bare back of his hand, the originally flat skin was cracked inch by inch, and golden light marks shined under those cracks. Rolling up his sleeves, the cracks extended from the hand to the entire body. It was almost just
In the blink of an eye, his whole body was covered with golden cracks, and even his clothes had cracks.
Brilliant golden light radiates outward from the inside of the crack. It is warm and soft, but extremely sacred and solemn.
This is just a visual effect. Shade did not feel pain, but instead felt the fullness and warmth of power.
"This is......"
He said incredulously. As his palms shook, a golden glow shone in the air. As his body swung, the hem of his clothes pulled back golden traces of light.
[You don’t think that the so-called afterglow is just something you say? 】