At the end of the passage, there is a shrine with a few candles lit. The candlelight can only illuminate a small piece of ground under the wall. There were a few dirty and shabby blankets on the ground, and on the blanket sat a thin woman.

She was old and sloppy, her gray hair hanging down on the floor, her whole body was gray, and she looked no different from the living corpses in the hall, but when the candlelight reflected on her cheek, her eyes would overflow with gold Like brilliance.

She was holding a book in her arms. The book is one cubit long and half thick, with a black iron on the cover and a mirror embedded in it.

The underground temple has been abandoned for too many years, and it’s pretty good if it doesn’t collapse, and it’s not suitable for living at all, but it happens that some people can live here for decades, with disgusting living corpses every day.

Esther asked Naylor with her eyes: Is it her?

Naylor thinks so. This woman should be his mother Lisa. He could feel the call of blood.

But he was not too sure. This emaciated scavenger... is it really Lisa? In his vague memory, his mother was as beautiful as a dream: she has satin-like black curly hair, lake-like turquoise eyes, and her snow-white fingers can flexibly pluck the strings and play a light and beautiful music. , You can also hold his hand gently and slowly pat his shoulder to make him fall asleep...

When he thought of this, he just turned his eyes and saw the lute in the corner. It was indeed Lisa's piano, and there was a scratch on the piano, which was left unintentionally by her young self.

Nayler took a step forward and Esther stopped him: "Be careful, don't touch her first."

The knight's eyes were hot: "She is my mother, she won't hurt me."

Esther said: "Of course she doesn't want to hurt you, but only if...she has to know you."

With that, she drove the ball of light closer to Lisa. A trace of confusion flashed in Lisa's eyes, and she slowly raised her head to look at the four people walking into the passage.

Her gaze was weird, as if she couldn't see things a few steps away, if it weren't for the ball of light, she wouldn't even notice someone coming in.

"I don't want to say that, but..." Esther shook her head, "It seems that she is not in a normal spirit."

Nayler asked: "How could this be? Is she sick? Or is it caused by some magic?"

Esther looked back at Burris. After walking in, Burris had already made a preliminary judgment: There was no magic in this small space, the only exception was the book in the woman's arms.

Whether it is the abnormal state of this woman or the large number of recovered corpses in the temple, it should be the power of this book.

Burris walked over and squatted in front of Lisa from a distance. He made the ball of light move according to a certain pattern to observe the reaction of Lisa’s eyes, snapped a few more fingers, and asked a few words... Lisa has not communicated directly with him, she is very dull and confused, even the simplest 'S inquiries were unable to respond.

Burris took out a long strip of tin foil from his pocket, folded it into a simple scissors shape, and gently threw it in the air. The tin foil floated up and moved slowly to Lisa's side following the movements of the mage's fingers, picking up a small lock from her dry gray hair, and cutting it off with a click. It took the hair to rise to a high place and melted into it. A ball of flames.

The ashes fell from the flames, and all fell into the white handkerchief Burris had prepared. Burris took out a tear-shaped crystal, wrapped it in a handkerchief stained with ashes in his hair, and began to chant the mantra.

Lisa turned a blind eye to the weird spells, but Naylor and Lot stood on either side of Estie, asking "What is he doing?", "What spell is this?", "His hands. What?", "Is this harmful?", "Why did he take out a lollipop?"...

Esther felt that she had become a commentator in the arena, and she had to constantly explain Burris’s spells to the VIP audience... So she recited to them the spell description: "He’s casting a reappearance, belonging to A type of high-level visual illusion. The spells used in this spell are very complex, difficult to cast, and have a high probability of failure. It tests the experience and perception of the caster. The spell can reproduce what happened to the subject in the same location. His actions played an important role in investigating cases or natural exploration."

The description comes from "Take you to understand the effects of high-level spells." This is a popular book. It can't teach you how to cast spells, nor can it help you understand the real principles. It can only give you a rough idea of ​​what the mages can do. This book was written by Burris when he was in his fifties. He was mainly for the purpose of letting those who don’t understand magic and don’t want to learn magic to understand the wizard community.

Seeing Burris closing his eyes and chanting the spell, Lot folded his arms against the wall, frowning and thinking.

Burris can evoke high-level spells, which shows that his soul asynchrony symptoms are basically healed. This recovery speed was about the same as Lott expected, and it was relatively smooth.

But Lot's own deterioration problem still exists, and his condition has not improved. He is still in a state of losing all his ability to cast spells, he can only rely on his mouth to cast spells. In the original estimate, his ability should slowly recover over time...

At this time, Burris's spell was finished, and he stepped back and stood by the wall, leaving plenty of room for the phantom effect.

"The magic effect will only appear after a short while," he explained to everyone. "This lady's state is not normal. We can't communicate with her in a normal way for the time being, so I think it's better to use the spell directly. Do it now."

While waiting for the spell to take effect, Lott leaned into Burris' ear: "Actually, I can heal her directly."

Burris pointed to his lips, Luo pointed his head, Burris quickly shook his head with serious eyes. Maybe the demigod can really cure Lisa's disorder. Even if it can be cured, he can't do it on the spot. Anyway, this is Sir Naylor's mother, and his family is too terrifying when he goes up...

Soon, the magic effect began to appear. With Lisa sitting on the ground as the center, several translucent silver threads appeared in the air. The silk thread spread out like a cobweb, one end connected to Lisa, one end stretched out of the temple, and the other end fell into Burris's hand.

A vague shadow appeared at the entrance of the passage. The closer the shadow came, the clearer the outline, and gradually, a young woman with black hair and green eyes appeared in front of everyone.

This is Lisa when she was young, holding a square cloth bag in her arms, wearing a noble women's dress, long black hair draped on her side, and forest dew hanging on her cloak.

Naylor exclaimed in a low voice, and couldn't help reaching out to touch her. Not surprisingly, his fingers passed through the woman's shoulder. Living people can't touch the phantoms decades ago.

The young Lisa stood in the passage looking around and slowly walked into a door on the right. She cleaned the ground briefly, lit the lantern she carried with her, took out the heavy ancient book from the cloth bag, turned the book to a certain page in the middle, and sat on the slate floor to start reading.

Next, she didn't do anything else, she just kept reading here.

She watched very slowly and couldn't turn a page for a long time. Phantom couldn't reconstruct the text of the book, so onlookers didn't know what she was reading.

Burris manipulated the silk thread to speed up the image. After accelerating, Lisa left and returned. Every time she just came here to read. In addition to reading, she also prayed several times facing the main hall. She also brought some candles and other daily necessities and hoarded them. In the corner of the room...

The image accelerated faster and faster, and Lisa went in and out of the passage time and time again. Until one time, things seemed to have changed: she was haggard and sloppy, wearing a simple house gown and indoor shoes, and brought nothing but the book.

After this time, she never left the underground temple for a long time. Occasionally she would leave to bring back some food or old blankets. There seems to be a well somewhere in the temple. She regularly fetches water. A bucket of water can last a long time...

The image accelerates faster. The following content is very boring and monotonous, basically all she is reading~lightnovelpub.net~... Her skin is gradually dry and dull, her hair turns from black to gray, sometimes she is too weak to sit up. But still leaning against the book in the corner.

She was aging, and the unread side of the book gradually became thinner. When she was as emaciated as she was today, there was only the last page left in the book.

Finally, she finished reading the book. She moved her body with difficulty, leaned slightly toward the hall, and made a hoarse voice for the first time: After reading, I have no regrets.

Then the phantom disappeared. All the transparent silk thread returned to Burris' hands and escaped into the crystal.

Sir Nayler stared blankly at the place where the phantom had disappeared, and then at Lisa who was still on the floor, suddenly his eyes flushed and he strode towards his mother.

Estie stopped him again: "Didn't I say, her condition is wrong, don't touch her casually!"

"She can talk!" Nayler grabbed Estie's shoulder. "You heard, she can talk! After seeing those pictures, I understood one thing...the book tortured her like this! That must be the cult of false gods, I can't let it continue to control her..."

Esther insisted on not letting go: "If the book is a cult, you can't touch it! Have you forgotten what I taught you? If you encounter antiques and ancient books you don't understand, you can't touch it directly!"

Naylor firmly made a prayer gesture: "I am not afraid of the curse of a false god! My lord Otarot will help me!"

After that, he picked up Estie who was blocking him, turned and put her behind him. Esther reached out to pull him, and he was already bent close to Lisa.

Perhaps because he was too close, even if Lisa was mentally abnormal, she could still detect someone nearby. She twisted her body while holding the book and tried her best to avoid it. Nayler only touched her shoulder.

Suddenly, a powerful hand grabbed Naylor's wrist and pulled him aside. Lott grabbed him with a miserable expression on his face.

Nayler struggled, but didn't break away. He was a little surprised secretly. He heard that Lott was a scholar, but the scholar had such great energy?

Lott took a step forward, and Nayler refused to back down... Behind the two of them, Burris pinched his eyebrows and lowered his head, fully aware of what is going to happen next; Estie also showed an epiphany expression, stroking her chest with one hand, Hold your forehead with one hand.

Naylor thinks Lott wants to teach him, and maybe even defend the cult... Or, to the good side, maybe Lott wants to help him get the book out together?

He couldn't think of it that Lott deceived him at the speed of a close assassination, still holding his wrist with one hand, and strangling his throat with the other... Then he kissed his lips in horror.

Under the combined blow of shock and magic, Nayler fainted instantly. The tall body in armor fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Esther looked at the knight at her feet, and then at Burris: "Teacher, now my mood is very complicated..."

My mood is also very complicated... Burris thought bitterly.

Lott explained worse: "This is nothing. I will have to find a chance to kiss him again in a while, and instill some false memories in him, so that he can't remember what we did to him. This spell is more complicated. It might take a long time!"

Estie squatted beside Naylor, looking apologetically at his sleeping face. Burris patted her shoulder: "If he is awake, I can't take the book away. He will stop it."

The princess sighed: "In fact, his main purpose is to find his mother, not to find a book."

Burris said: "But he will definitely ask me what I am doing with the book, and he will also offer to bring the book back to the temple. How can we reason with the knights of the temple? No way, we can only lie to him."

"But he remembered that Lisa had a book since he was a child. How can we make him ignore it?"

"Find a fake book to lie to him."

Esther said with emotion: "I really don't want to lie to him again... but there seems to be no other way."

She just said casually, Lott was listening beside her, but she felt a thorn in her heart. He shook his head and walked towards Lisa who was confused.

When she was about to touch the book in her arms, the book flew by itself. It bypassed Lisa and Lott cautiously and quickly, and flew to Burris.

A black square was spread under the mage's feet, embroidered with incantations inside, and silver pendants were attached to the four corners. The book lay in the center of the square, and the square immediately folded inward to wrap the book tightly.

Burris put on his leather gloves and touched the black baggage, which suddenly shrank to the size of a sewing kit. The mage put it alone in an empty cloth bag, and added a few more protective spells on the mouth of the bag.

After doing this, Burris breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Lot and the princess seriously: "Until we don't understand this book, it's best not to touch it either of us."

Lott nodded on the surface, but there was a fleeting regret in his eyes.

"Well, we will study that book later," he squatted down and held Lisa's shoulder. "Now I will try to cure her."