Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 12 Material Application
In the morning, Philip propped himself up, sat on the bed and stretched out in a relaxed manner, feeling that the depression in his heart had eased a lot.

He dressed somewhat awkwardly, opened the window, parted the thin lace screen, breathed in a breath of fresh air, and smiled faintly, "I originally thought that this kind of peaceful sleep would be a luxury."

Maybe, we can stop.
The pain of fighting the curse during his time as a Beyonder and the experience of witnessing his companions lose control flooded into Philip's mind, causing him to subconsciously clench his hands. Perhaps being a clerk would be much better than this.

No, in this extraordinary world, it would be a mistake to stop. When the day comes when his fate is no longer in his control, it would be too late to regret. Even if it is a destined crazy and twisted road of no return, he must see it clearly before he can be willing to accept it.

Philip lowered his eyes slightly, sighed in his heart, then went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, then went out directly and took a public carriage to the Blackthorn Security Company.

When I pushed the door open, Luo Shan was reading a newspaper with a half-drunk cup of coffee on the table.

After hearing the voice and inadvertently turning her head to see Phillip, her light brown eyes showed joy, “Lawrence, you’re here!”

Do I have such a good relationship with her?

Philip was confused, but after completely getting rid of all the distracting thoughts, his mood became relaxed and he smiled lightly: "Such a good job, I don't think many people would choose to refuse it."

"Yes, of course! Well, as long as you don't become a Beyonder, this job will be almost flawless. I've personally concluded this after five years."

Sorry, I've made up my mind. This kind of advice won't shake me. Philip's smile faltered slightly as he looked at the beautiful girl in the light green Loen-style dress before him. He didn't respond directly, but changed the subject.

"Is Mr. Smith here?"

"Well, the captain is inside. I'll take you in." Luo Shan stood up from the sofa and took Philip into the door next to her and into a corridor that was only more than ten meters long.

There were three doors on each side. She walked to the end, turned the handle and pushed the door open. She pointed to the gray-white stone that continued to extend downwards and said:
"We still have a few more flights of stairs to go down. Well, even though the gas lamps on both sides are bright, you still have to be careful. On Leonard's first day as the 'Sleepless One', he couldn't control his power and wanted to show off, so he rolled down."

As she thought about it, as if she recalled the scene at that time, Roshan couldn't help laughing. Out of politeness, Philip also raised the corners of his mouth slightly, even though he didn't think it was enough to make him laugh.

After walking up the spiral staircase, a long corridor paved with stone slabs led to the next path. The symbol of the Goddess of Night, the "Holy Emblem of Darkness" on both sides inexplicably made the two people feel peaceful.

Goddess of Night
Philip stared at one of the badges for a moment, and suddenly had the idea of believing in Him from then on. After all, this ability to calm his mood would be very useful for his extraordinary journey in the future.

But the original body once believed in the Bound God, which was not false. The end of a traitor would basically not be good. He hoped that turning from evil to good would be useful. He sighed leisurely in his heart, and in the blink of an eye he had crossed a crossroads and walked straight to the "Chanis Gate" mentioned by Luo Shan.

Seven identical Holy Emblems of Night were engraved on the black iron double doors, but they made Philip feel an indescribable oppression. He held his breath, followed the direction pointed by Roshan, pushed open the door next to him and walked in.

"Here you are. You look good."

Dunn was reading a newspaper at his desk at this moment, with a leisurely and relaxed look in his eyes. He opened the drawer and took out the contract and a piece of thin paper with detailed information about "Lawrence Slytherin" written on it.

"Lawrence Slytherin; Gender: Male; Date of Birth: July 1329, 7."

Descendants of fallen aristocrats?
Philip then noticed the story Dunn had fabricated for him on the ID. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. It seemed to fit the name he had casually chosen, so he ignored it for the moment and picked up a pen to sign his pseudonym on the two contracts.

"Sir, Captain Dunn, what is the next task for me?"

Dunn put a document away from the table and said, "Before that, I need to know what you are good at."

Ah this
Philip blinked.

He reviewed the memories in his mind, hesitant to speak, "Lune, Hermetic, Ancient Hermetic, and Ancient Feysac, as well as some mystical rituals and simple pendulum divination."

"Is that so?" Dunn pulled out the gold watch chain near the chest button of his black windbreaker, took out his pocket watch to check the time, and then asked Philip, who had already picked up the contract, "What are your wishes?"

“I want to be extraordinary.”

Dunn's originally calm expression paused, his gray eyes darkened again. He looked at Philip quietly, then closed his eyes and nodded.
"What are you going to submit? A potion formula, or information about the Rose School? This will all need to be telegraphed to the Sanctuary for review, which will take time."

Philip didn't say anything. Instead, he picked up the pen again, took the paper from Dunn, and wrote down the formula for the Sequence 9 "Singer" of the Eternal Sun Church's path.

The main materials are the tail feathers of the red firebird and the Siren Stone. The auxiliary materials are a piece of midsummer grass, five drops of July wine juice, and a piece of elf dark leaf.

The tip of his pen continued to move across the paper. Without stopping, he wrote down the formula for the Sequence 9 warrior and the much information he had mastered as a member of the School of Rose.

After examining it anxiously, Philip raised his pen slightly and pushed the paper in front of Dunn. He then looked at him and wanted to say something, but after thinking of something, he changed his words and said:

"Please give me another piece of paper."

"So, you've made up your mind?" Dunn asked, sitting in a chair with two pieces of paper he had just put down. He then added:

"According to your description, Beyonders of the Prisoner Path will gradually bear the curse until they reach Sequence 8. Yet, you still decided to apply for it together with the Sequence 8 materials?"

"Yeah." Philip resisted the urge to look away, looked directly at the other person, and pretended to be nonchalant, raising the corner of his mouth and nodding. "Yeah, I think the merits earned from these things are definitely enough to apply. As for madness and curse."

"Captain, my parents are temperance people."

Dunn tapped his fingers lightly on the table. He remained silent for more than ten seconds in the suffocating atmosphere before he slowly spoke, "I'll send this to the Holy Hall for review. For the next two days, you'll be responsible for coordinating with Luo Shan's work as a way to acclimate to the environment."

"Don't worry about the rest for now."

(End of this chapter)