After waking up

On an island a few miles outside Basman West Port, a white lighthouse stands tall. At the tip of the white tower is a huge searchlight two people high. The light source is a crystal that emits light.

Compared with ordinary lighthouses, this white tower looks very huge. The top floor may not seem big, but there is nearly a hundred square meters of space inside, which is filled with many bookshelves and various strange and strange instruments. It looks like various toys, and the layout is somewhat similar to the golden hall of the Black Castle's Ministry of Magic.

At this moment, Hope and his student Tommy have arrived here, and two old wizards with gray beards are reading "Truth and Magic". Next to them, there are two relatively young students who are also stretching their necks. look.

"This, this magic book is really a journal? And it is sold to the public? Can you buy it with money?"

An old wizard stared at the first issue of "Truth and Magic". When asking questions, he didn't even raise his head. His eyes never left the content in the book. After just reading for a short while, he had already realized that the content in the book was Knowledge is so precious.

To be honest, many of the contents in this book are definitely knowledge that people at the level of old wizards have already mastered, but the way of telling it is very novel. The key is that there are some contents that are refreshing even to them, with novel angles and novel aspects. ideas.

Another old wizard raised his glasses and looked up at Hope.

"These two magic journals are really amazing. Mine even has discussions about elves. I was a little scornful at first, but when I finished reading it, I was actually shocked. This magic journal is called "Reality and Magic" , definitely not a joke!”

"Yes, you have to buy every issue from now on! If possible, we will buy all the copies they print immediately and don't keep even one!"

"No, no, no, this may make the editorial department unhappy. Their purpose should be to share knowledge. Our thinking is to monopolize knowledge."

"But not everyone deserves to own this kind of book!"

Hope curled his lips, stubborn, and then he casually took out another black book from his pocket.

"Is there another one?"

The two old wizards caught Hope's movements the moment he took out the book. They reached out to grab the book almost at the same time, grabbing the book tightly on the left and right.

"I'll look first." "I'll look first!"

"I caught it before you!" "I was obviously faster!"

"Clark la la la."

Although the two old men looked a little dry, their extraordinary hands were definitely strong, and the book made a "clucking" sound when they pulled it.

"Be gentle, be gentle! This is my book. I haven't finished reading it yet. If it breaks, no one will read it!"

The two old men immediately relaxed.

"Let's watch together!" "Okay!"

The two opened the title page and revealed the unfolded letter inside. Hope immediately showed a surprised expression.

"Oops~ I actually forgot to put it away, really"

The two old wizards subconsciously read the contents of the letter, and their eyes widened slightly. Then they looked at Hope, who was trying his best to remain calm, and then at Tommy, who could no longer restrain his smile next to him.

"The great wizards Hope and Tommy? It can't be you, can it?"

"I took advantage of the teacher and Mr. Gower."

Tommy spoke up immediately, and Hope shrugged in time.

"I can't help it, they insist on calling me that, but Tommy didn't just take advantage of it, he really made a contribution."

"Who is Goyle?"

"A mysterious friend. You don't know me anyway. There is no need to tell you in detail. If you don't want to read the book, give it to me!"

"look!"

The two old men shouted in unison, glared at Hope together, and then lowered their heads to read in sync.

When the sky turned dark and the third issue of "Truth and Magic" was finally finished, several wizards in the tower fell into a brief silence.

"How's it going? Is the content I submitted good?"

Hope asked with a smile, but neither of the two old wizards spoke. One of them curled his lips and wanted to say something sarcastic, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say that kind of thing, because they couldn't lie to themselves. They realized that this part was about the soul. The content is really as stated in the journal, enough to earn the author the title of a great magician.

This is a big step in the soul realm!

"You're pretty good." "Not bad."

"Hahahahahaha."

Hope finally laughed loudly, and it was already difficult for these two old stubborns to say these two compliments without irony, which was enough to prove the shock the journal had caused in their hearts.

"Gotta tell the others." "Yeah."

Several wizards looked at a table in the corner. On it was a machine representing the latest cutting-edge technology, a hand-operated telegraph machine.

Also starting from this day, news of the magic journal "Truth and Magic" was spreading among the Sorota wizards at an alarming speed.

Mulan has always wanted "Truth and Magic" to gain extraordinary influence. Although gold will shine sooner or later, it is better to work faster than slower. Now he has finally taken a crucial step.

While some Sorota wizards were excited about the magic journal "Truth and Magic", far away in the Kingdom of Goldspear, which had just returned to peace from the war in the southern continent, people who were also close to Mulan were worried recently. Heavy.

The sun was setting in the west, and several small town residents gathered around the corner of an inlet on a tributary of the river, pointing and talking below.

There were several dead horses on the shore below. These horses were all shriveled up like mummies. The reins on their bodies told people that they had owners.

Different from the horses used for riding, even though these dead horses were very shriveled, it can still be seen from the hooves and some skeleton outlines that they were large draft horses, which were livestock used for farming.

"I passed by here yesterday and didn't see it." "Whose horse is this?"

"It looks so pity!" "Tsk, tsk, many places are underpopulated now. Without these horses, it will be fatal during farming!"

Compared with cities, a considerable number of people in small towns and surrounding rural areas rely on agriculture for their livelihoods. Draft horses are still an important labor production tool and a valuable asset.

Farrow Lynch and Charles also stood by the river and watched. They had also been working in the fields before, but compared to the chatter of the people around them, the two of them remained silent for a long time.

"Is it possible that the war is over and there are still vampires hanging around here?"

Farrow Lynch asked, and Charles shook his head subconsciously.

"Vampires are relatively life-conscious and will probably leave. Moreover, there will be no vampires sucking the blood of horses. If they have a choice, they are extremely picky about the source of blood. It is not only a matter of taste and appetite, but also related to health and development issues."

"But there's something very wrong with these horses."

"It's indeed very strange! Are they from upstream?"

Farrow Lynch and Charles looked at the upper reaches of the river at the same time. Not far away, they could see a large crater in the river. This was the impact of the vampire falling to the ground when he was ejected. Now it has become a small hole in the river. A small deep water bay.

"Char, have you ever heard from the townspeople that a man-eating monster appeared here?"

"I heard that many people who made trouble were eaten by monsters at night. People were so scared that they ran away one after another. Only after the war did some people come back, but I heard that it was the work of a cult."

"maybe."

Farrow Lynch frowned and looked at the horse carcass in the river. At this moment, villagers had already begun to organize people to bring the carcass up to prevent it from polluting the river after rotting.

Farrow Lynch and Charles also went to help. After everyone got the horse body up, they found a blood hole in one of the horse's arteries, which made them even more uneasy.

It was already dusk when they returned home after handling the horse carcass. Farrow Lynch and Charles arrived at home and told their family what happened today, and told Sylvie and the two children not to go out at night.

At night, Farrow Lynch and Charles waited for Xin Erwei and the two children to go to bed, then used simple runes to decorate their rooms, and then went out from home.

"Let's see if we can handle it ourselves first. If not, then contact Mulan."

As for the Holy Church, neither of them thought about looking for them. Firstly, their identities were sensitive, and secondly, the Holy Church in this area were just some Holy Church priests, and their abilities were not very strong. Compared with Farrow Lynch, Much more powerful than Ciel himself.

"You stay on the roof, and I'll follow the river upstream to have a look."

"Well, be safe."

Farrow Lynch grinned after hearing Ciel's words.

"I am an extraordinary person who has stepped into reality."

"Okay, okay."

Charles couldn't bear it and pushed Farrow Lynch away. The latter stopped joking and quickly left the town in an instant.

Watching Farrow Lynch go away, Charles looked around the quiet town and looked towards the river. When he saw the reflection in the river, he looked up at the sky. Both moons appeared in the sky, which meant that the evil moon day was coming soon.