Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 217 216 Things to teach people

In the Fifth Era, at the end of December 513, to welcome the arrival of the new year, the school will arrange final examinations of one to two weeks in the last two weeks of each year, depending on the teaching progress of each subordinate college.

Students of Tingen University were busy walking between the various distinctive buildings. During this time, many students could be heard cursing in low voices those who had donated gold pounds to expand the school over the years.

"Why did you build the school so big?"

"Can you guys behave like human beings in school?!"

I wonder if running from east to west to take an exam in just 20 minutes is going to kill me?!
Ah ah ah ah ah--!
Tingen University was not only populated by young men and women from all over Loen who had passed exams or had come here because of its reputation, but also by struggling students from Miskatonic University who hadn't met the language requirements.

Celia, the hunter, Archer, the assassin, and Regulus, the warrior, were all busy running between the various off-white buildings of Tingen University.

Like the hard-working students who entered the exam week, after the ancient Hermes language professional level certification test was over in the morning, they still had to take the Giant language professional level certification test in the afternoon, and continued to take the corresponding tests in Giant and Dragon language the next day.

Stop talking, my head is now full of all kinds of messy words, grammar and articles.

Many students at Miskatonic University, some becoming Extraordinary and some not, feel that "this is how life will end."

Three months of high-intensity language training had almost made it difficult for even those who had become Extraordinary beings and whose energy and endurance had been improved by potions to recover, not to mention those who had not yet become Extraordinary beings.

Being proficient in a language that can leverage the power of nature is the foundation of being an Extraordinary Person. Faced with such high-intensity study assignments, no one wants to leave. This is what is puzzling.

"They have food to eat, shelter to stay, medical treatment when they're sick, and professional psychoanalysts to help with psychological problems. Even if your family is struggling, you can sign a loan agreement and immediately get enough to cover your expenses, or even help your loved ones. How could anyone give up on a place like this?"

Moreover, as long as one can graduate from Miskatonic University, bring his family to Tingen City, and be allocated housing and stable jobs, all these promises are made. In a world where people are hungry and cold, this almost miraculous thing is like a whirlpool. Once you see it, once you touch it, and once you feel it, it is impossible not to be shaken.

Because it is so incredible and because I understand the power of this university itself, I will definitely persevere no matter how hard it is.

After finishing the last language test of the day, the few people who felt headaches first solved the dinner problem in the cafeteria of Tingen University and randomly found a door close to the cafeteria.

They stood in front of the door, making sure there were no students around. The sign hanging on Celia's wrist, who was at the front, emitted a grayish light as she infused it with spirituality.

Then the hunter lady gently pushed the door inward.

“It feels incredible no matter how many times I go.”

She looked at the scene inside the door, and returned with her two companions to Miskatonic University, which was equally magnificent but seemed a little quieter and not as bustling as Tingen City.

It was just like no one understood why a school that was obviously of mystical significance would cooperate with Tingen City and Tingen University in the Kingdom of Loen. It was incredible.

Celia waved her hand, signaling her roommate Alice, who had returned earlier than them not far away, that they had also returned.

"Hey Alice, how did you do on your test?"

The warrior Regulus scratched his head and muttered softly, "Can we not talk about this kind of topic at this time..."

The ancient Hermetic language in his mind was already fighting with the Giant language.

"What are your plans for the evening? Going to the library? Or going back to the dorm to rest?"

Seeing that the silent girl noticed them and walked over, Celia asked her companion with a smile on her face.

"I plan to go back and rest for a while, and review on my own... Um, I applied to stay on campus during the holidays. What are your plans?"

Miskatonic University holidays, like those at Hoy and Tingen, begin on the last day of the old year and end on the third Monday of January in the new year. Holiday dates vary from college to college depending on the college and the exam cycle.

At that time, students of Miskatonic University can travel between various countries in the northern and southern continents via the Spirit World Express that they took when they came here. When they return to school in the next semester, they can also use the tickets given by the school when they left school to get on the train again.

It can be said to be quite humane.

Of course, in order to take care of some students whose families have been broken or whose relatives have all passed away, it is not a problem for them to stay on campus during this holiday period, and the school cafeteria and dormitories will also be open as usual.

Sometimes, for some people, staying in school is a better choice than returning to their families.

Archer, who escaped from home, is clearly the latter. He wants to change himself, and when he returns to his hometown and faces his father, he cannot simply become a Sequence 9, a self who is proficient in languages.

"I plan to go home," Celia said. "I received a letter from my mother a while ago. She is very worried about me. I will definitely go back."

"I probably have to go back too," Regulus said in a humming voice. "The land at home hasn't been taken care of yet. Calculating the date, the calf is about to be born. I'm too busy to handle it at home."

Go home and grow vegetables, then deliver a baby...

Celia and Archer both looked at Regulus. This answer was both unexpected and reasonable.

"My home is in Tingen. There's no need to go back." Alice said lightly. The voice of this secret-seeker was ethereal, as if he didn't exist in this world.

Archer was a little curious, "Miss Alice, has your family always been a native of Tingen City?"

"Yes." Alice didn't think there was anything to hide, but after answering this question she stopped talking.

Archer didn't seem to want to ask any further questions.

This extraordinary person seems to have no presence at all, but he seems to be particularly familiar with Tingen City and Miskatonic University. It always feels like he is hiding some secrets.

After two more days of arduous struggle with a vast array of languages, both known and unknown, the 513th year of the Fifth Era was drawing to a close.

The Spirit World Express has brought many students back to their hometowns. During these three months, both Miskatonic University and Tingen University have seemed exceptionally peaceful. This is a peaceful time that many people have hardly experienced in the past ten or twenty years.

As for the rest of those who did not choose to go home, on the last day of the old year, the gentleman who gave a speech on the stage on the first day gathered these people again in the auditorium.

Archer was also one of the many students, and to be honest, there were more people who did not choose to go home than he had imagined.

Alice looked at the man on the stage, who was wearing a black top hat and a matching tuxedo. Something seemed to flicker in her empty eyes, but she couldn't see anything clearly.

"changed……"

While Mr. Nicolas Flamel was slowly reciting the prayer for the departure of the old year and the arrival of the new year on the stage, and saying that there would be some celebration activities in the school, Archer heard Alice muttering to herself beside him.

"Changed?" Alice stared at Nicolas Flamel, who was no longer wearing his monocle, with her empty eyes, without blinking, and said nothing.

Just when Archer turned his head again, thinking that the other party would not say anything, he was sure that Alice, the secret prying person, spoke in an ethereal voice that seemed to have no weight at all.

"His state..."

"His status…wait, Him?"

In the Runic language, "He" representing a male and "He" representing a god have completely different pronunciations.

As she was speaking, strange, transparent insects with twelve segments emerged from the depths of Alice's eye sockets.

This mystery-seeker glimpsed the incomprehensible and indescribable.

While Archer was still wondering what Alice was talking about, what did it mean that His state had changed, and why He was used to refer to Him, Archer, who had not yet deeply involved in the world of mysticism, suddenly discovered that Alice beside him had undergone a strange change!
He saw something bulging and wriggling on the face of the girl who looked ethereal and insignificant. Alice was stunned and seemed to notice Archer's gaze and looked towards him.

In just that instant, Archer saw countless tiny, transparent insects constantly spewing out of Elide's eyes, and those insects kept coming out of her eyes, mouth, nose, ears and pores.

She didn't look like a living person, but rather a monster whose core had been eaten away by insects!

"what--!"

Archer had never expected to see anything like this at school.

What happened to her? What happened to her?!

Archer's head, which seemed a little empty due to the end of the holiday and exams, was now filled with fear. His feet trembled involuntarily, and then he fell backwards with a trembling voice. He had never seen such a scene before. His eyes were filled with fear of the unknown, and the feeling of nausea that came with facing this scene.

"What's wrong……"

"What's going on..." Alice's face, body, and every pore had transparent insects gushing out. When she opened her mouth, it was also filled with those weird and terrifying insects.

“Bugs, bugs—!”

Archer desperately wanted to use his voice to attract the attention of Mr. Nicolas Flamel, who was giving a summary on the stage, and to attract the attention of the students around him, but at this moment they seemed to have an obvious, insurmountable gap between them and the people around them. They were clearly in the crowd, yet outside the crowd, and did not belong to the same space.

"I..." Alice seemed to have just realized that something was wrong with her. She stretched out her hand and touched her face, but she saw that on her palms, arms, every pore, and every piece of skin were constantly pouring out tiny, transparent insects with twelve segments.

She froze in place, her eyes suddenly widening.

Afterwards, her eyeballs shrank, and the things that seemed to fill her eyeballs turned into countless insects and crawled out.

Alice suddenly could no longer see anything around her.

Confused, she recalled what the gentleman who knew her ancestor had said.

And now, the same words rang in her and Archer's ears.

"Don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, and don't look at what you shouldn't look at."

A young man walked over from the side.

The visitor had short black hair and a thin face that was somewhat soft and not tough enough.

In the winter that should have been cold, the young man was only wearing a gray plush knitted coat and beige trousers. It looked like home wear, but it also made his pale skin look even colder, as if he had not been exposed to the sun for many years.

The calm voice rang in Archer and Alice's ears, calm, peaceful, and remarkably young.

Archer had never seen this young man before, but he saw him looking at him and smilingly asking a strange question:

“What is your New Year’s resolution?”

"New Year, New Year's wish?"

Faced with a person like this who still has bugs crawling out of his body, you ask me what my New Year's wish is?
Archer stood there stunned, but Tang made a "tsk" sound and set his gaze on Alice, who was on the verge of losing control because she had looked directly at Nicolas Flamel, the Angel King who was infinitely close to Sequence 0, and used the ability of the Secret Peeper, which had backfired.

A secret peeper.

Like The Hanged Man's Listener, this person is a low-sequence Beyonder who is also extremely prone to losing control.

Archer had obviously realized what the strange young man in front of him meant, and he instantly thought of some legends, such as a magician walking in the world who could help others realize their wishes.

Thinking of this, the extraordinary person from the assassin path hurriedly said.

"I, I hope Miss Alice can return to her original state..."

"Okay." Tang nodded, and before Archer could say 'what you want me to pay', he snapped his fingers.

"Your New Year's resolutions will be granted."

The next moment, in Archer's stunned gaze, the transparent insects with twelve segments began to crawl again, passing through Alice's disappeared eye sockets, nostrils, mouth and pores in various places and drilled into her body.

Out of Archer's sight, the writhing Time Worms transformed back into Alice's flesh and blood, returning to a stable state.

Alice's eyeballs were propped up again by countless transparent insects. When she realized what was happening, her head was dizzy and she fainted.

"Nicholas should have warned her. As expected, people can't teach people, but things can teach people once."

Tang shook his head and said, "Look, isn't this a typical case?"
He looked at Archer, who was obviously stunned, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, revealing a somewhat strange expression.

Assassin.

“These children should be told this after the next school year starts.”

You can't drink potions randomly, especially the potions of assassins and hunters.

(End of this chapter)