Albert College

Caesar's sarcastic remarks have always been able to stab anyone who tried to get close to him, but Ebner just pointed to the sofa with his finger and said with a smile: "You don't need to be like a cat with fried hair, sit down first and drink something It can be warmer."

It can be seen at a glance that Ebner is not suppressing his anger, but simply does not pay attention to his rudeness, with a disgusting condescension and ease.

But then again, being upset over something that doesn't make sense doesn't make sense.

Caesar pursed his lips and stared at him for a while, then suddenly sat down without saying a word, and then picked up the cup of black tea.

Ebner frowned slightly, feeling a little surprised.

The young man in front of him was only about eighteen or nine years old, but his temperament was surprisingly cold. He could see a little emotional fluctuation before, but now he was like a frozen polar region, hiding everything under the white snow.

Are today's young people so precocious?

"You don't have to be so nervous, I don't mean anything malicious." He raised the corner of his mouth, added two spoonfuls of sugar to the black tea, and asked while stirring, "It's the first time I've sat and drank tea with others like this. "

Caesar silently watched the amber tea overflowing with white sugar granules, and then being stirred into a cup of viscous unknown liquid. Suddenly, he felt a little cramping in his stomach, so he put down the cup in his hand in disgust, and asked bluntly Said: "What's the matter with you?"

Ebner smiled: "How much do you know about the origin of the ghost?"

Caesar replied: "I checked all the documents in the college library, but there is no relevant information. The only thing that is certain is that not just anything can become a ghost after death."

"That's right, in fact, only the Draenei can become ghosts after death. Their strong resentment made them unable to rest in peace, so they turned into this kind of dark creature, tormenting and wandering in pain, neither alive nor dead , just relying on instinct to always yearn for the blood of the enemy, it is really a sad race."

"Dreyer people?" Caesar froze for a moment, trying to find relevant knowledge in his mind, but found nothing.

"I haven't heard of it. It's normal. They disappeared hundreds of years ago, and they all turned into the kind of stone you are now. Isn't it ironic? They are obviously ugly dark creatures, but after being sealed, they become so beautiful Such exquisite and luxurious handicrafts, it would be incomprehensible for any noble family not to prepare a few pieces, so all the Delaires were 'collected', after all, they are only a small race. But after a few years, this trend Gone are the days when gems that were once worth thousands of dollars are thrown into corners. Few people know about it now."

Ebner spoke casually, but there was a terrible fact revealed in these words.Just for a better dress or a finer string of jewelry, those so-called nobles wiped out the entire Dreyer race!

Caesar's pupils shrank suddenly, but he quickly returned to normal, but his tone was colder than usual: "At least they still have some sense of shame, and they know how to cover up the existence of the Dreyer people and the fact of the massacre. Commendable. But what are you trying to convey when you say this to me?"

"Don't worry, I think you should know that it is very laborious to seal a ghost, which also means that the seal needs to be maintained from time to time. Nobles usually like the new and dislike the old, and it is too troublesome to take care of a piece of outdated jewelry, but don't worry. Maintenance will bring danger. So they commissioned the Magic Association to destroy all the sealing stones, that is, ghosts. And you have one here."

Speaking of this, Ebner paused to observe Caesar's reaction, and then said bluntly: "Recently, there have been ghost wounding incidents in the academy, dear Caesar, can you express your opinion on this?"

What a nasty guy.

Caesar thought to himself, and then said blankly: "I sealed that ghost, that's all."

"Your own testimony cannot be trusted."

There was another person who could prove it, but Caesar didn't say a word, he didn't want to involve Kafir in this trouble.More importantly, he always felt that Ebner's behavior was very intriguing, but he actually had other intentions.

Seeing that Caesar did not answer, Ebner stood up, and the blue robe slipped off his shoulders.Caesar's gaze moved down accordingly, and he found that the sealing stone had arrived in the other party's hands at some point.

Ebner played with the scorching bright red gemstone, his slender fingers against the blood-colored light, there was a kind of eerie and uneasy aesthetic feeling.

He looked down at Caesar, his silver hair hanging down in strands, bringing some cold temperament to his smile.

"Why don't you let me use a hypnotism to see if what you said is true."

This is what Ebner really wants to do.But what secrets does he have for prying eyes?

Caesar stared at him closely, trying to find some clues from the other's face.Although it is true that he has been talking to himself all the time, doing whatever he wants, and revealing that layer of elegant and calm gentleman disguise, he is a strong and authoritarian bastard in his bones, but it is still surprising to say such words directly.

Hypnotism is banned by the Mages Association.

However, Ebner's expression remained unchanged.He just made this request as a matter of course, confident that Caesar would agree.The words "It's useless for you to resist, my word is the law" were clearly written on this guy's face.

"Don't be so nervous, dear Caesar. I'm not interested in your other little secrets. I only ask about this ghost. If you don't believe me, maybe we can make a temporary magic contract."

Before Caesar could answer, he took out a roll of parchment from his pocket and spread it on the table.

... Was it really premeditated?

Caesar looked at the sheepskin scroll, which was obviously prepared in advance, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, sarcastically.

"As expected of a great nobleman, he is very familiar with coercion and temptation."

Ebner shrugged: "In fact, I'm not good at force, so I prefer temptation. If you agree, I can let you keep the sealing stone. As far as I know, you like black magic."

It seems that Ebner has already spent time investigating him, which shows that he is determined to win.It would be foolish to confront those on duty, and struggling desperately would only make matters worse.Besides, he didn't have any secrets that he had to keep.

Caesar thought for a moment and made a decision.

"Yes, I agree to be hypnotized."