Drizzt saw the words appearing in front of him. He raised his head and saw that the wall clock pointed to twelve o'clock at noon.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window. In an abandoned city, an area where rich and poor meet, such an afternoon without the sound of gunshots and fights was rare.
He knocked on the table.
Soon, a young man ran over, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"Mr. Drizzt, are you back?"
Young Stone felt relieved when he saw Drizzt, and he hurriedly arranged his clothes.
"I'll make you some coffee."
Stone hurried to the kitchen, boiled water and ground coffee powder.
Drizzt stood up and felt an unreal feeling when he saw his busy figure.
But his decision has not changed.
In the future, he will die, and Stone can become the Chosen One and continue to walk in the Silent Land. Moreover, this young man will inherit his own will, which is enough for Drizzt.
As he once discussed with Jost, if one person's life can save the world, then this is a perfect deal.
Although, as Lu Jian and the others said to Drizzt, Xuanjun's seal will continue to consume human lives to maintain, Drizzt's behavior is no different from Jost who lit the original spiritual torch.
But that’s fine too.
Drizzt accepted the coffee delivered by Stone.
The coffee was very hot and exuded a rich aroma. He hadn't had a similar drink in a long time.
"By the way, there's something I want to tell you."
Thinking of this, Drizzt spoke.
"What?"
Stone thought Drizzt was a little strange, so he looked over.
"Forget it, I'll talk to you later."
Drizzt thought for a moment, and there was still some time before that fateful moment, so let the two of them enjoy the remaining time.
He took a sip of coffee, which was bitter and slightly sour. It was like a gift from fate, which had always been marked with a price.
Stone returned to the detective agency.
He felt a little uncomfortable. He raised his head and looked at the wall clock, which read twelve o'clock at noon.
It is foggy outside the window, and the industrial exhaust obscures the sky. In this location at the junction of rich and poor areas, sunlight has become a luxury. Compared with ten years ago, the pollution is more serious. Wastewater pollutes rivers and the air has become full of
Grain, this city seems to be no longer suitable for the poor to survive.
He stood up, went to the kitchen, and made himself a cup of coffee. The bitter taste spread on his tongue. He stared out the window and looked at the city.
Suddenly, Stone's nose felt sore, and he squatted down as if he collapsed. He made a hoarse sound in his throat, but it was difficult to shed tears.
Like a suffocating person, Stone's chest kept beating and twitching. He couldn't say a word and could only squat there quietly, waiting for his mood to calm down.
It took a long time, until the sunset, before Stone stood up. He still didn't shed tears, he just seemed to have aged many years.
Opening the notebook, Stone picked up the pen and began to record carefully.
Returning to reality, Shia looked around.
While walking through the colorful black, Shia even had a thought, that is, when she returns to reality, something completely different from before will appear.
But my house is still the same as before. The bookshelves are full of books that have been read countless times and their covers have faded. There are bottles and jars in the cabinets, which are filled with various snacks, honey, biscuits, dried meats, etc.
The desktop is made of parchment, and some information about monsters is recorded on it.
Shia saw that what was written on the top parchment was the relevant information of [Thousand Foot].
Perhaps, this mission has already been determined by fate.
She changed into light clothes and walked out of the room.
This is the Gray Tower, the seat of the academy. Shia’s mission this time is during the agent’s vacation. Count the days. In a few days, she will embark on the journey again, walking on the edge of the black forest, and fighting with those monsters.
Fighting.
In the square, people came and went, and young mage apprentices walked together in twos and threes. They intensely discussed magic-related issues. Through the magic network, magic has become quite popular in this era.
But no one noticed the tall gray tower.
Even Xia was only amazed by the magnificence of the tower when she entered school. For many years after that, she regarded it as a background and never paid more attention to it.
But now, when Shia saw the blazing pale flame, she felt a little sad.
A familiar friend is being burned up there. This torture has lasted for thousands of years and will continue forever.
Withdrawing her consciousness from the long pain, Shia suddenly noticed that there were several girls looking at her.
"Is this Miss Quelreath?"
The other party asked tremblingly, still holding a heavy book in his arms.
"Yes, that's right."
Shia replied calmly, in the Kingdom of Darkness, she had this style of painting most of the time.
"That's great. I'm a loyal reader of yours. In fact, I'm reading your book right now."
The girl screamed excitedly, and came to Siya with her companions, showing the cover of the book in her hand.
"Investigation on the Alienation of Monsters".
This is a book compiled from the papers left by Shia. It draws on some of what she saw in foreign lands, analyzes the characteristics of common monsters in the Kingdom of Darkness, the process of alienation, etc. It is an extracurricular extension reading for an elective course at Gray Tower Academy.
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"Can you sign it for me?"
The other party opened the book to the title page and handed it to Shia.
Shia simply signed her name and returned it to the other party.
"Miss Quvenreath, do you have any plans to write a new book? I think your works, well, have very unique ideas and a unique understanding of the world. I'm looking forward to it!"
The other party asked again.
"No, not yet"
Habitually answering, Shia saw the Gray Tower again, she thought about it and changed her words.
"If there is, it may be research on the magic network."
"Magic Network?"
Hearing what Sia said, her little fans didn't quite understand. For these young people, the Magic Network is a natural thing, just like the sun and the blood moon. They don't know what the use of studying this is.
Shia said goodbye to them and continued walking towards the Gray Tower.
This tower is just like when it was first built, full of features that are incompatible with the traditional aesthetics of the Kingdom of Darkness. The damaged gaps on the tower were obviously damaged by that magic wave.
Below the gray tower is the academy's large library. Only mages of a certain level can enter. The upper part is an absolutely restricted area.
Now Shia clearly understood that it was Jost who was constantly being burned.
"Jost, are you looking at me?"
She whispered softly.
The torch of the Gray Tower shines on the earth as always.
