Magic Underachiever

The past and the future...Jessica didn't know how to face it.

He took out the bat from his pocket and held it in his hand. It was as hard as a rock, with his eyes closed, as if it were a stone craft. Jessica also knew that this was a gift given to her by her ancestor, but she just didn't know... what exactly did it do? Could it be to guide me to find his secret...

What is this?

Test... As long as you complete his mission, you can be recognized by him and become the princess in the mouth of the frost dragon Hurricane?

Jessica doesn't think an ancestor from 2,000 years ago would have much affection for her. What really bothers her now is...how to face Sir Charles.

"Jazz..." Jessica held the bat's hand close to the window, letting the moonlight outside shine on it. Then he pretended to observe a bat and asked Sir Charles casually: "In 2000... I don't know how many generations have passed between me and that ancestor, and I don't know how thin the bloodline is. Should I go find him?"

Sir Charles quickly replied: "Do you know why I never let you call me 'Father'? Because maintaining a great family relies not on blood but inheritance.

And inheritance is family history. A family that relies on blood has only a body without a soul, while a family that relies on inheritance will never lose hope no matter what circumstances they encounter.

No matter who your parents are, they are part of this great family legacy, and so are you...

I can't replace them.

Inheritance makes it impossible for your ancestor to ignore you.

He could have killed me, but for you...he let me go. He can see that you have lost confidence in the future and are trapped in a maze of unknown directions, so he uses himself to guide you.

He kept saying we couldn't get anything from him, but he gave the bat anyway. You think he is far away, but in fact he is right next to you. He is an ancestor worth looking for, and your future will be very bright.

Unlike me... I really don't know what I have done for most of my life, and I don't know where the rest of my life is headed.

Helping you find your ancestors is probably the only thing I can do. "

Jessica, who listened carefully to what Charles said and thought about some things, looked much better, and she said: "After your analysis, it seems that my ancestor is not bad... at least he is not evil.

Where should we search for his history? Surely he would never let us near that mausoleum under the dunes again. "

The coldness in his body and heart made Sir Charles tighten the felt wrapped around his body. He closed his eyes as if he was going to sleep, and murmured: "First go to Saroyan City... and settle there.

The Church of Staring into the Abyss will definitely come to your door. They believe in the Dread Lord Ergoth, and Ergoth has many connections with your ancestors... Let’s start with the Church of Staring into the Abyss. "

Speaking of the Church of Staring into the Abyss, the shadow of her childhood left Jessica with lingering fears. She asked worriedly: "Sir... there are only two of us. If the Church of Staring into the Abyss attacks us... how can we fight them."

Tiredness has completely enveloped Sir Charles. He replied unconsciously in his light sleep: "Didn't your ancestors give you a bat? Go to sleep quickly. We can go to Saroyan City tomorrow, and there are many things to do. Wait for us to do it.”

"How do you use this bat?" Jessica looked at the bat in her hand over and over again, wondering what the bat was used for.

What she heard instead was the soft snoring of Jazz who was already fast asleep.

Jessica was not sleepy at all. She continued to study the bat, and then she thought of something... so hard! Could it be that he was throwing it out to hit the opponent?

Thinking of this, Jessica threw the bat forward. As soon as the bat left her palm, it immediately activated and spread its wings, and instantly got into her palm again.

Then a lazy female voice came from the bat's mouth: "I'm sleepy, don't disturb my sleep... Wait until you are really in danger before throwing it away..."

Jessica didn't expect that the bat in her hand could actually talk. Looking at the bat that shrank back into a ball and hardened, she apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't know you were sleeping... What's your name?"

There was no response.

"I fell asleep so quickly..." Jessica had no choice but to put the bat back into her pocket, then wrap herself up in blankets and lean against the bulkhead to sleep.

The patrolling guerrilla airship flew eastward along the Dosan Railway and arrived at Saroyan City at dawn.

…

The refreshing sea breeze woke up this coastal city. When the sun illuminated the entire city, the streets of the city were already filled with pedestrians and vehicles.

The city steam train ran along the tracks in the middle of the main road and was packed with citizens going to the morning shift. Carriages walked in their own lanes on both sides of the tracks...Pedestrians walked on the edge of the road.

Anne, who came out early, refused the carriage provided by the Imperial Army. She put on a lady's formal dress that was convenient for work, held a parasol, and held the book she had not finished yesterday in her hand, walking along the roadside. Walk slowly. However...even if her attention is focused on the content of the novel, she can still avoid anyone who is about to collide with her in time.

Until a drunken homeless man stumbled out of the street corner... and touched her shoulder.

The book and the half bottle of wine in the drunk man's hand fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, Miss..." The tramp apologized immediately after seeing Annie's costume, and then bent down to pick up the wine bottle. As a result, he was so drunk that after he grabbed the wine bottle twice, instead of catching it, it rolled to Anne's feet.

Anne bent down to pick up the book and the bottle, then handed the bottle to the homeless man...then turned and left without saying a word.

"Thank you, thank you... Miss." The dizzy homeless man thanked a mailbox on the street repeatedly, and praised: "Well, you are so beautiful in green clothes, you have a good figure, and you are so kind... I I haven’t eaten for two days. Can the kind lady give me two copper ropes and let me buy some bread..."

At this time, Anne had already walked away. She continued to read the novel in her hand, but there was an extra note between the pages.

"Robin, this guy is really brave... But to confirm that they really come from the ancient magical era, the investment in a house is nothing. I want to send a telegram to my father and tell him about the house...

And...Brown Jennings.

Since he came into contact with these ancient heroes before us, he must know more than us... He also needs to control them. "

After reading the note, Anne closed the book and walked into an office building. When the building guard tried to stop him, Anne took out her ID and handed it over: "I am your new director...Anne Whitehead. This is my ID. You can check it and tell Deputy Director Camille." , I'm waiting for him in my office.

After checking this document, I asked him to send it to me. "