"That's it." The girl in the room stared blankly at the light coming in from the window. The bright room was filled with colorful light, and she was immersed in this light. There was only one sentence after that, and he continued to whisper it, reflecting the sincerity in the girl's blue eyes. "My student, if you need any help, please let me know, Domitius." The girl's eyes reflected the figure of the boy who had always had a gentle attitude. The room on the second floor where she was now was quite a distance from the ground, so her sight should not be noticed, so she stared at him without any scruples. However, Domitius found that Novia glanced at him lightly. "........." In that instant, she seemed to stop breathing. Although it was horrible for her to be noticed, she was more afraid that as a student, she would be punished by the teacher. Then the blonde girl immediately ran back to her original location from the second floor and silently began to read the book she was supposed to study before. Although studying alone was boring, she also knew that this was a necessary sacrifice for learning knowledge. Having said that, she couldn't really spend all her time studying because Domitius was an omnipotent genius. So, she thought about it, and then she opened the doctrine written by Novya and read it, pondering the meaning of it. In her opinion, these seemed to be more difficult to understand than the contents in the study books, as well as those said during baptism. However, although she did not understand their meaning, the blonde girl felt that they were very important and must be understood. Anyway, now Domitius was pondering the doctrines taught by Novia while waiting for him to come back to answer his questions.
"........Um?" When Novia returned and opened the door, he discovered that Domitius, who would later be renamed Nero, was indeed a little gem shining spiritually, just as Seneca had said in his monologue. Unfortunately, it was an uncontrollable factor. "Hello teacher." "Oh." "Teacher Novia, I want to ask, what does this sentence mean..." 019: News from the Dragon of Albion From the ancient land across the English Channel, gray snowflakes gently fell from the sky. The initial sparse snowflakes soon gathered together and dominated the entire island. The time officially entered the year 49 AD. Londinium, a settlement built by the ancient Roman Empire on the British Isles, continued to develop as a "bridge across the Thames" during the year of its conquest. In time, this settlement would become the "heart" of the island. The extremely cold early morning breeze blew on the cheeks of British Governor Lucius. He couldn't help sneezing and stopped in the cave he had dug. "There are too many ghost things here." The man pointed the weapon in his hand at the countless green lights in the tunnel, which were floating in the cave full of the smell of earth, just like a layer of frost. However, these were all corpses, but Lucius did not feel the slightest bit of sadness. They? Them? It is impossible to clearly tell its gender. It has an insect-like body, eyes that are slightly larger than those of humans, and overall soft limbs that remind people of a human girl. It has soft hair that flows even without wind. However, if you look closely at its face, you will find a crack. After the crack, the face splits vertically, and the entire head becomes a mouth with sharp teeth, attacking people. Although extremely disgusting, it is by no means a fantasy species. It is more like a maggot born from some dead mysterious creature. Ever since Lucius was appointed Governor of Britain a year ago, he has been following Novia's instructions and digging carefully for things underground in Londinium. Although he is not sure what Novia is looking for, to be on the safe side, Lucius chooses to dig by himself. Thanks to the fact that he is not an ordinary person, sleeping only three hours a day for a year is completely enough, which makes the soldiers stationed in Britain and local residents think that he is a trustworthy governor. This is normal. Lucius is not a person who cares about money. He will not deliberately exploit the natives. He is personally strong and often leads the legion in training by setting an example. Naturally, the soldiers stationed in Britain are convinced. After stopping for a moment, he shifted his gaze from the green light to the front of the cave and continued digging alone. Suddenly, a pain shot into his lower back. He frowned slightly and continued to endure the pain from the bite that had troubled him for many years as usual. However, after Lucius received a drop of water from Novia, the pain was relieved a lot. For comparison, if it was ten before, it is now only one.
Naturally, Lucius was full of gratitude towards Novia. He originally wanted to give his gun stained with the Son of God to Novia, because he thought Novia was far more important than himself, but Novia refused, saying that he wanted Lucius to protect himself. Since it has come to this, I can only complete the task assigned by Novia well to express my gratitude. What's more, he has achieved so much at such a young age. Although I am old, I can't fall behind. It was with this idea in mind that Lucius had no interest in appreciating the British Isles. He only hoped to find what Novia had said. After digging for two hours, the man took out the water bag that had long been soaked with sweat from the straps around his waist and drank from it. After drinking, Lucius planned to continue digging, but - The moment he touched the front, he stopped, because he felt that there was something powerful and corrupt just in front of him, separated by a piece of soil, and it was extremely huge. This must be what Novia is looking for, the man thought. This is probably the creature that once flourished in this land and even occupied the top of the ecosystem. So after determining the location, Lucius did not hesitate any longer, and returned along the original route. He used the Spear of Longinus to block the place, turning it into an endless wilderness dotted with weeds and dead trees that even the Demon Eye could not see through. A light breeze blew by, and the rustling of leaves masked the movement in the grass; when the wind stopped and the leaves rested, everything returned to silence. Lucius appeared out of thin air and stood like a statue of Mars, looking around vigilantly, observing everything around him with his eyes that were restored by the holy blood. Half an hour passed before he left the wild land without looking back, and immediately passed the message to Novia in Rome. "This fellow is really cautious, Lucius Longinus, but those eyes and that gun..." A voice sounded like space itself, and then slowly fell into silence. "If the man in Jerusalem sixteen years ago is real, then I should also think of some way to get out of Alcatraz and see this fellow who brought a brand new religion, Novia." On this starry night, something that has fallen into the state of a vampire and no longer has the face to be a friend said this. ........ It was morning when Novia learned the news of Lucius from Rome. At that moment, the silver-haired boy was taking Domitius around the city of Rome to promote his innovative Christian doctrine. The morning mist in the wilderness was slowly dissipating, and the sunlight poured through the sparse shadows between the birch treetops onto Novia's shoulders in the center of the crowd, like a forest painting full of natural scenery. “Although the Son, Jesus Christ, was born, incarnated, suffered, and resurrected on earth, the Father still participated together. The difference is that only the Son was revealed. The Father and the Son are completely equal, without any distinction of priority or superiority. The Son is also completely Lord, and His unique characteristic is that He is eternally born of the Father.” “Those who believe may have different faiths, hopes, and loves, but they all enjoy worldly benefits or suffer evil.” "The best life is goodness, and the best life itself, whether you are in Rome, Gaul, or Anatolia, as long as you believe, believe devoutly, and help the poor as much as possible, love each other, and take care of the weak, your soul will be saved." "All natures are good, because the Lord of all natures is the Most Good, but nature is not supremely and eternally good as the Lord is..." The blonde girl Domitius watched the distant horizon become clearer, listened to the birdsong in the woods rising and falling with the voice of her teacher, and actually felt a little intoxicated. She could not help but slowly throw her whole body into the embrace of the sun. But then, although Novia's hesitation was only for a moment, Domitius still noticed it. When she reacted, her teacher handed the next thing over to her. He seemed to have something to do and left first. When dusk fell, she returned to Rome and learned that her teacher, Novia, had been sent to Britain by the Emperor to deal with the affairs of the local Druidism.
020: Dragon Crown, who died of exhaustion Colorful flowers bloomed on the peaceful plains, and the only thing blocking the view was the forest in the distance. Even if one turned around and looked at the entire sky, all that came into view was the equally distributed earth and blue sky. This is what Shialy saw after crossing the English Channel. After receiving the invitation from Novia a few days ago, she immediately left Atlas Court and went to Britain as Novia said, intending to fulfill the conditions she had agreed to when signing the contract - to help him within her ability. "If my calculations are correct, the mystery of Britain will probably last for hundreds of years."
The first moment she stepped onto the island, Xiali knew that this place was different. The mystery faded much slower than on the mainland. Although she knew that the more isolated a place was from the mainland, the more likely it was that the land would retain mystery, she was still surprised by it. "Hahaha, maybe it will last for five hundred years. Some places will still have mysteries a thousand years later." "How could it take so long... Let's stop talking nonsense and just tell me what you need me to do." The purple-haired girl narrowed her eyes, and calmly and steadily looked at Novia who was coming with a smile, and the man with a cross on his face beside him. According to her information, the man next to him should be Lucius Longinus, the governor of Britain. Ever since she parted with Novia in Atlas Academy last time, she has been staying inside to do research. She only came out a few days ago because she received news from Novia. On the way here, Shiali also collected information about Novia in recent days. At the age of sixteen, he had a position second only to the emperor in the Roman Empire, but when he was ten years old, he became the candidate for the next president of the Atlas Academy. There were about hundreds of thousands of magicians in the Roman Empire. Although the number of people in the Atlas Academy was not that large, their strength was naturally much stronger than those magicians with mediocre skills, so the equation could barely hold true. Although Xia Li didn't know why she made such a comparison, she calculated it subconsciously. "You've been here for three days, don't you need to rest?" "That's not necessary." The girl said decisively without any trace of fatigue in her tone, staring at Novia with her competitive purple eyes. Perhaps it was because he felt that his role in the conquest of the Library of Alexandria on the seabed was not as important as Novia's, so he wanted to show his true strength in front of him as the current instructor of Atlas Academy and the candidate for the next dean. "But come to think of it, you are wearing light clothes." The meaning of the girl's words is slightly different from the literal meaning. The white clothes that Novia is wearing are suitable for Britain in winter and can be worn in formal occasions. Shiari actually refers to the equipment of a magician. People of such status always have multiple sets of costumes ready to protect themselves from spiritual and physical dangers. Because as a magician in a high position, it is not surprising to be attacked by anyone at any time. Some magicians are praised for carrying too many powerful costumes, which can rival the barrier alone. "Haha, because in the face of such an absolute gap, even if I show off my little tricks, it will be useless." Upon hearing this, Xia Li frowned slightly. From the information she had obtained through the ether line before, the Roman court was a nest of conspiracy, full of intricate political schemes at all times. Obviously, everyone was eagerly waiting to see such a fool fall into the trap...but the result was not what they imagined. "It doesn't matter. It's up to you. So what do you want me to do?" "Please follow me. No matter what, I can only ask you to take care of this matter." Novia lowered his head sincerely, and when he came to the British Isles, he estimated from the cave dug by Lucius that the Dragon of Albion was indeed dead, but the body had not been split apart by geological movement, that is to say, the remains were two kilometers long, and even after the body was broken, the head was still stretching down, the head left the body but still ran so far, and the location of the head was later used as an observation platform by the clock tower. "Anyway, I'll try my best, if that's what you want." Xia Li replied nonchalantly and turned away. You could tell how happy she was from the fact that she didn't use the ether line at the first moment. The three then went to a place near Londinium on the Thames. In fact, when she received the news, although it was only a moment, the purple-haired girl had such an illusion that this exploration would be very interesting. The bell of the returning ship rang, the sun set below the horizon, the mountains at dusk were dyed red by the setting sun, the wind at dusk was a little chilly, yet so peaceful. The three people followed the road that wound like a snake and came to the underground of an endless wilderness dotted with weeds and dead trees. The girl felt the subtle magic power pouring in from the cracks in the soil, and her whole body trembled subconsciously. If she walked, the magic power would dissipate, and if she spoke, the magic would become ineffective. This was because something not far ahead was too small and meaningless for a human to find. "Novia, what is this?"
Fifty years later, the Age of Gods came to an end, and humans became the most intelligent creatures on earth. The laws of physics were no longer suitable for the survival of mythical creatures, and the fantasy species that understood and accepted this left. Nature with personality became a simple natural phenomenon, the ether in the atmosphere dissipated, and the mysteries diminished. Since then, the magic of the mythological era has been lost, and the real ancient magic has disappeared from the world, leaving behind insignificant things on the earth. According to rumors in the academy, compared with the original magic, today's magic is like an empty shell. There is an absolute huge gap between the two eras and they cannot be compared. And what is buried behind this soil right now is—— Unlike the gods that are concretized by human cognition or belief, they are a primitive super-being. It was far beyond the level of the divine body Osiris that he had seen before, and it was clearly visible that there was overwhelming magical power gathered here. "......" Novia was silent for a while. Doesn't he actually know? Xia Li thought so in her heart, and the silver-haired boy spoke slowly after a while: "In the past, there existed a gigantic dragon. It was said that its majestic body was larger than a mountain. However, for some reason, the dragon stayed for a long time in this place where fantasy disappeared." "When the dragon race finally chose to leave, the mystery had become thin, and the hole leading to the 'back of the world' could not be opened. Even so, there was no despair, and no giving up. Since it was impossible to transfer by mystery, it would use physical means instead. And use its huge body to drill into the underground where the mystery still remains." “…Huh?” Since it was the first time she heard of it, the purple-haired girl couldn't help but blink several times, because there was no related record in the hospital. "However, the dragon died of exhaustion while burrowing into the ground." "The pure-blooded dragon, its name is——" "The Dragon of Albion." 021: Final Plan: Refining the Dragon's Head into a Weapon "I see. Is this your request?" Xia Li quickly calmed down from the shock and raised her hand. The ether line in micrometers flowed out and inserted into the body behind the soil. "Because there is no brain, I cannot see the memory, nor can I peek into the brain. I can only get the surface information of the body..." "Is it troublesome?" The silver-haired boy blinked, while Shiali drew a picture in the air. She first wrote down the name of the Tomb of Albion, and then drew two triangles relative to each other as a simple diagram of the remains of the Albion Dragon. "As you said, this pure-blooded dragon you called the Dragon of Albion is still a super existence in terms of the physical level, even if it is a remains. Its two-kilometer-long body is buried underground. According to my calculations, under the premise that there are no major changes in geological movement, it will take a conservative estimate of... about twenty years to build a workshop and use the undead soul to transform it." "Twenty years?" Novia whispered, to be fair, it only took Shiali twenty years to successfully refine the remains of the Albion Dragon, and she undoubtedly lived up to the title of candidate for the next dean of the Atlas Academy. You have to know that this was a dragon species that almost dug through the inside with her flesh alone. However, Novia thought that if it really took that long, there was no guarantee that an accident would happen one day. If other magicians knew about this place, it would be enough to set off a new storm in the magic world in Europe. Objectively speaking, magicians are egoists and efficiency-oriented. When ordinary magicians find this place, the first thing they will think of is to take it for themselves. They will only cooperate unless it cannot be concealed. You know, the Clock Tower of later generations obtained huge magical assets thanks to the Tomb of Albion, which made it the beacon of hope in the declining magic world. It is also the reason why it became a magic association that stands shoulder to shoulder with the Atlas Academy in the Sea of Wandering. It can be said that it is full of treasures. But the two magicians, Novia and Shiali, are obviously abnormal in the magic world. Novia is a time traveler, and although Shiali was not a human before, she was a good person because her ethics are based on the good and evil of others obtained through the ether line. But now the purple-haired girl is on the road to facing her true nature.
Because of this, she frowned at Novia, who stopped talking. There was a hint of real anxiety in it, so much so that the next words came out in an aggressive tone.
