Chapter 74 I wish Chou Chou could be buried in the coffin with me
Edith knew this was going to happen.
Although Langman was dissatisfied with the lack of freedom brought by his family, he also enjoyed a lot of the glory of the Giles surname, and naturally had the idea of driving the family forward.
He was eager to understand how Edith did it.
The two of them walked out of the school directly. Although tomorrow was a holiday, the Tulip Market was empty and there were hardly any students to be seen - Edith once again realized the appeal of the league.
In order to watch the game, even the market was deserted.
Langman found a dessert shop with ease, opened the door, and invited Edith in.
The sleepy clerk sitting at the counter heard the sound of wind chimes at the door and barely raised his head: "Hello..."
The next second, Langman's face appeared in his sight.
The clerk suddenly shuddered and completely woke up: "Master!"
Edith turned around, and Langman coughed awkwardly and raised his hand to signal the owner to shut up.
“It’s more reassuring to own your own store.”
Edith nodded in understanding.
Langman chose a seat near the back, pulled out a chair for Edith, leaned forward slightly, and held out his hand for her to support him. The clerk stood by, wanting to help but unable to do anything, his eyes wandering around, looking at a loss.
"Go lock up the store. We will not be open today."
The clerk felt relieved and rushed to the door to hang up a closed sign, and pulled the curtains to block out the natural light.
The entire store darkened in an instant. The light source turned into flickering flames from the lamps on the wall, casting a hazy halo on the table.
The atmosphere suddenly became like an interrogation room.
Although Langman was anxious, he still maintained his basic composure and handed her the menu with both hands for her to choose. Edith ordered black tea and a matching cake, and handed the paper back. Langman took a look and was obviously surprised.
"Sorry, I thought girls of this age would prefer coffee or cocoa."
He ordered a glass of lemonade and didn't order anything to eat. After the waiter left, he looked across impatiently, with a strange light in his eyes: "...You figured out the meaning of Louisa's spell, right?"
Edith asked in a roundabout way: "What do you mean?"
Desserts and tea were served at this time. She smiled and said thank you to the clerk, turned around, and quickly retracted her smile.
She took a sip of tea, slowly scraped the cream off the edge of the cake, put it into her mouth and sipped it slowly.
Langman's eyes followed her movements motionlessly, but Edith did not show any emotion.
She was enjoying her free afternoon tea seriously.
As expected of a shop opened by a big family, the taste is one of the best among all the banquet desserts she has eaten. The cake under the cream is wrapped in a baked butter aroma, with a delicate and soft texture, which dispels the bloody smell of the person in front of her very well.
Langman also realized this, apologized, got up and went to the back to change his clothes.
"Can we talk now?"
Edith really didn't know how to respond. She followed Langman here just to avoid subsequent troubles.
To be honest, since Langman could figure it out, once he told his family, the Giles family would definitely try their best to get the secret out of her - at first it would be bribery, and later it might be coercion.
But she felt that Louisa did not want the secret to be made public.
"First of all, I hope you can keep this a secret." Edith raised her hand and asked the waiter to remove the empty plate, then took a sip of the refilled tea.
Langman frowned: "Why?"
If time wasn't so tight, he would have wanted to contact his grandfather right now and have the researchers at home listen together.
"Then choose one of the two titles: 'The heir of the Giles family was defeated by a commoner using Louisa's spell', and 'The secret of Louisa's spell was cracked by a commoner'." Edith shrugged and put the teacup back on the tray. "The newspaper in the capital is not the only one controlled by the Giles family."
Langman stopped tapping the table anxiously.
Indeed, the family hoped to crack the secret of Louisa's spell mainly for the sake of reputation - now that the country was at peace and there was no war, it would be of little use to have magical powers beyond the average human level.
If the price of uncovering the secret is damage to reputation, it would go against the family's wishes.
"Okay, I promise, I will never tell this to my family." Langman placed his right hand on his heart, "I will swear to the goddess."
He seemed to be afraid that Edith would not believe him, so he forcibly pulled her hand and cast a spell on his heart. This spell would cause the cursed part of the person to feel pain when the contract was broken. The binding force was average, but it was rare to be cast on the heart.
Edith was shocked by his determination.
"That's not necessary." Although she said so, she held the wand honestly and cast all the binding spells. "The weight of the oath to the goddess is enough."
"I can't tell you very accurately. I can only say that you should read the biography I borrowed more often and don't miss any details." Edith put away her wand and gave a few appropriate suggestions, "Don't be arrogant. The seemingly useless parts are the key."
"And to take your thinking away from strict logic and focus on more subjective things."
Langman frowned: "The useless part..."
That's not the experimental data.
But, apart from the experimental data, is there anything else worth paying attention to in the biography?
"To be honest, I'm still surprised that your family hasn't found the answer after all this time." Edith complained, "How many researchers do you have?"
"Eleven, all with the last name Giles." Langman rubbed his brows. "To be honest, as the heir, I didn't read the biography until before I entered school. Grandfather seemed to want to cultivate our sense of family honor. He portrayed Louisa as a mysterious and powerful figure, so that we would be proud of our own bloodline."
"After all, uh, you know." He hesitated, "After being exposed to the diary in the biography, her image is..."
Edith agreed and nodded.
No matter how powerful one is, a collapse of image is just a matter of a word: "stinky".
"In order to prevent the true image of Louisa from being widely spread, the family published an abridged version of the biography that was purely a story, and also restricted researchers to being from the Giles family, over 30 years old, and extremely concerned about reputation. Under these requirements, the strengths of the researchers were uneven, and naturally, after years of research, there were no results."
That makes sense.
People who borrow books from the internal library can only quickly scan them for a short time, so it is normal that they cannot find any problems. However, if they still cannot get any results after looking at the materials for a long time, the only explanation is that their level is not good enough.
Edith nodded: "It seems that your family does not have such an urgent desire to crack it."
"Louisa herself has no desire to let future generations know the inside story." Langman smiled helplessly, "What they are pursuing is not the same thing."
Edith was silent.
She suddenly recalled what Louisa had written at the end of the biography.
【Forever Miss You: My Spell】
[A new spell system is beginning to be established, which is more stable and fair. This is the right thing to do. Things in the future will surpass those of the past, instead of everyone pursuing the long-term of history.
To prevent future Giles from keeping hold of my things, I will bury this biography in the ground along with the spell I created.]
[In addition, I will also be buried in the coffin with Chouchou, Guang, Finn, and Lily, so that our souls can rest in peace and to prevent future generations from forgetting to commemorate them when they commemorate me.]
At the end of the sentence, there were a few ugly grave graffiti paintings. The largest one was a self-portrait of Louisa. The painting style was very strange, the brushstrokes were very sloppy, and there were countless line effects representing light around it, with an arrow marked with "The Greatest Wizard". It was obvious that it was painted by Louisa herself.
The remaining graves were painted with a rotten fish, a pot of leftover stew, a flattened stick and a bunch of fallen hair - the hair was specially marked "from the great wizard Louisa". In front of the graves, several little people with the surname "Giles" respectfully presented a row of flowers, from Chouchou to Lily.
Thinking about it now, it still seems absurd.
Recalling this, Edith saw that Langman was immersed in thought. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't help but speak: "One last question - was Louisa really buried with, uh, a fish, a ball of hair, a bowl of leftovers and a stick?"
Langman nodded sadly.
"It was sealed tightly. The family could barely dig out the biography, but they couldn't dig out these things that were squeezed in with Louisa. According to the biography, these things were of great help to her research. Louisa hoped that they could enjoy the same honor."
The family members thought this was nonsense, but they couldn't break open the inner layer, so they had to seal the coffin again and pretend that they couldn't see what was inside.
"So every time the family ceremonially honors Louisa, we are also honoring a fish, a lock of hair, a bowl of leftovers and a stick."
......
"Why do you seem to be in a bad mood?"
The first round of competition ended completely this Saturday, and the victorious students sat in the stands, waiting for the draw for the next round.
After winning the game, Edith disappeared with Langman, and when she came back she looked unhappy. Hedda was a little worried and asked Bell to look after her.
Bell also felt strange: "What happened?"
"Nothing." Edith shook her head. She just sighed that even though Louisa clearly stated that she did not want to leave behind the biography and spell and took everything into the coffin, the Giles family still tried their best to dig out the parts that were beneficial to them, without considering the other party's thoughts at all.
No matter how powerful a person is, he will be at the mercy of others after death.
She thought of her own death, and naturally her mood was not high. She let her thoughts go in the passionate summary in the background.
It's the second round already, and there are six more rounds to come. Only if you win all of them will you have the chance to enter the palace. I hope I can find a way to return to my original body by then.
Just as she was thinking aimlessly, she suddenly saw a familiar figure passing under the stands.
Edith rubbed her eyes: Langman?
There were several adults with the same eye and hair color around him, who were probably family members. They had expressionless faces and directed Langman to lead the way, walking aggressively towards the center stand.
Edith tilted her head, finally showing some interest.
All the college leaders were sitting there, including the principal and the person who had tampered with the drawing of lots.
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