Early on Thursday morning, Angel, with the help of Mr. Fool, exchanged Beyonder Characteristic of "Sheriff" for 600 pounds in cash from Miss Magician through "sacrifice" and "gift".
Taking a closer look at the Gold Pound in her hand, Angel praised Fool from the bottom of her heart. This transaction made her deposit exceed 700 pounds again, and she no longer needed to scrimp and reduce expenses.
After enjoying a homemade simple breakfast, she continued to the study room and began to copy the "Secret Book" borrowed from Sherlock. She skipped some of the already familiar content and the praise of the strange Primordial Moon, and focused on transcribing the experience of various Mystic Ritual, spells and curses.
But soon, Angel ran into trouble with several articles written in Ancient Feysac.
She understands common languages such as Loenese, Feysac, and even Intisian. However, Ancient Feysac, which is known as the source of the languages of various countries in the North Continent, is at a loss as to their unified origin. Some of the native vocabulary retained during the evolution process can still be understood, but when it comes to proprietary vocabulary, there is nothing she can do. The changeable grammar makes her eyesight.
"Sherlock didn't mention this, because he knows the language, so he doesn't have dyslexia?"
She scratched her head and wanted to skip these few contents and read the later ones first, but found that the following contents were closely related to the previous ones. If she skipped them, it would be easy for some unpredictable problems to occur, and even the first impression of Error, which would lead to failure in using related rituals in the future.
After thinking for a moment, she decided to copy the contents of those pages of Ancient Feysac, find someone to translate them, and then copy them into her notes.
The first choice was naturally Sherlock Moriarty, who rented "Secret Book" to her. The other party understood the language and would not leak the secret. However, her small self-esteem prevented her from this idea. Instead, she hurried out and looked for a university in Backlund city and paid someone to translate the content.
As the capital of the Loen Kingdom, there are many Backlund schools, but unfortunately most of them are located in the suburbs. There are only some ancient colleges left in the urban area. After comparing in mind, Angel chose "Backlund Technical College" of North Borough.
Of course, in another half month, it will no longer be called this name. After reorganization and merger, Technical College will be upgraded to "University of Industry and Technology". Not only will it have many of the original popular majors, but it will also open many new science and engineering disciplines. It is said that Church of Steam has made a lot of efforts in it, providing funds, manpower, and recruiting many teachers.
The target of Angel is the archeology department in the university. They are proficient in various foreign languages, especially Ancient Feysac, an ancient language used thousands of years ago. Compared with the history department, they are not too interested in the specific content of these texts, which reduces the risk of leaks and questioning.
When taking a hired carriage to North Borough, as expected, another accident occurred. The "Good Luck" revolver she was carrying caused the carriage to collide with another carriage coming from the opposite direction when passing through a narrow alley. Angel apologetically paid more for the fare, and then walked to Technical College.
The new area added by the college for the purpose of reorganization is under construction in full swing. There is a steam locomotive that has just been moved here and the wheels and rails next to it are not removed. Angel originally thought it was a model, but when he looked closer, he found that the parts were complete and there were traces of long-term use. It was actually a retired real locomotive.
It was class time, and there were only a few people walking around. After Angel asked about the location of the Archeology Department, he quickly found the teacher's office. There were only two teachers who had no classes and were busy writing something. After Angel knocked on the door, one of the teachers raised his head and looked at her.
After the pleasantries, the middle-aged teacher named Benny agreed to translate these words as soon as possible in exchange for a reward of 20 pounds. The generous reward made another teacher cast an envious look - he only raised his head a few seconds late and lost this extra income.
"Watson, you can come and pick up the translation tomorrow morning. I will work overtime today to complete the translation."
After receiving a deposit of 5 pounds and a few pages of manuscripts, Benny, a teacher with darker skin, said confidently that his skin color reminded Angel of Klein's teacher Azik in Tingen City, but the former's premature balding appearance ruined this impression.
After achieving her goal, Angel wandered around the campus leisurely, but she quickly lost interest in the park that was under construction.
When we returned to the locomotive at the gate of the campus, it was time for classes to end. Students living nearby left the campus one after another and went home to spend the noon time. Worried about not being able to grab a hired carriage, Angel accelerated his pace.
Unfamiliar student faces flashed before her eyes one by one. Suddenly, Angel noticed a familiar figure walking by. She subconsciously looked sideways, and her steps suddenly stopped.
A woman with long blond hair and a round face, about eighteen or nineteen years old, slowly walked past the crowd. Her profile was a little haggard, but she generally looked healthy.
"That's..."
A wave of familiar and unfamiliar memories flooded into my mind.
The memory of having dinner with her at the table, the memory of arguing and apologizing with her, the memory of saying goodbye to her in the train station...
"Lily Granger?"
Those memories were inherited from Cole Granger, not her "own" ones, but all the experiences of Cole had long been integrated into her body, so that when she saw Lily for the first time, she felt a sense of familiarity engraved in her heart.
But Angel did not catch up, but silently watched the girl with a thin back slowly walk onto the street, catch up with Public Carriage and leave Technical College.
During this period, she just opened Spirit Vision and carefully observed the other party's aura, but did not find any problems.
That's enough... She thought silently.
Cole Granger has died, and the new Angel Granger has also passed away in official records. Let their only relatives stay away from these extraordinary powers and live their lives peacefully.
After changing direction, Angel also left Technical College.
"That assassin, what do you think of him?"
With her legs crossed and a lazy look, Sevillea buried her body in the sofa and yawned as she asked. The smooth skin of her legs under the black gauze skirt was in sharp contrast to her clothes.
"Sherman?" Ignoring the decadent but alluring temperament of the other party, Angel quickly destroyed the pastries on the coffee table and answered inarticulately, "I taught him meditation and spiritual vision techniques and let him practice them first. I think he seems to be unwilling to join the Witch Cult. Did you arrange the instigator named Joels who tricked him into joining?"
"No, Joels was really just passing by and happened to save him. Although he was reluctant to join the sect, strangely enough, he took the initiative to ask for the 'assassin' Potion."
"Ask for it?"
Angel couldn't believe it, and even stopped holding the pastry in his hand. The Sherman he met that day was indecisive, even a little timid, and he didn't look like the kind of person who would take the initiative to ask to be Beyonder.
"You should ask him yourself. I'm looking forward to your surprised expression."
Sevillea smiled and no longer mentioned East Borough's new assassin, but changed the topic:
"You went to Hillston Borough with Miss Audrey last weekend? What happened that day?"
Her expression became serious, and she sat up straight on the sofa, her gray eyes fixed on Angel's face.
The latter had been prepared before coming here. At this time, he used the same rhetoric to deal with Nighthawks, but for the sake of the trick, he revealed some information "obtained from Audrey".
"I heard from a nobleman at Audrey's tea party that a Oracle named 'Aurora Order' died there. He died in the sewer with Tarot Cards sprinkled all over his body."
Sure enough, Sevillea showed a thoughtful expression and nodded after a moment:
"It's true. Ms. D of 'Aurora Order' lost contact that day. Unfortunately, we don't have information channels from the official Beyonder, so we can't get more accurate news. Instead, you gained something at the noble gathering..."
"Ms. D? Is she related to Mr. A who held the Beyonder rally in Empress Borough?"
Angel asked casually, but her mind was clear. She could confirm from the information inadvertently disclosed by Sevillea that Backlund and Demoness Sect were indeed closely related to Aurora Order.