Chapter 17: Departure
Knights Road, Upper Igwynt.
In the morning, Dorothy and Anna were walking together on the green space around Knight Road. Listening to Dorothy's recent plans, Anna raised her big, twinkling eyes and said to Dorothy.
"Teacher Meshhos, are you going to Tivian soon?"
"Yes, there is no end to learning. Maybe it's time to go somewhere broader." Dorothy said as she walked to Anna's side, and a hint of loss appeared in Anna's eyes.
"Is that so... Then can I see Mr. Messhos again in the future?"
"Of course, I'm just going to school. If I have a long vacation, I can still go back to Igwinter, and then I can see you, Anna. And...if you really miss me, Anna, you can also read a book."
As she said this, Dorothy took out a thick book from her bag and handed it to Anna. After Anna took it and looked at it, she found that it was a collection of fables.
"This is……"
"This is a prop used by Akka followers to communicate with each other. Page 212. If Anna wants to contact me for anything, please write it on that page. Also, if I need anything from Anna, my name will appear on that page. Keep this book well."
Dorothy bent down and lowered her head and whispered to Anna, "㳔". Anna was slightly stunned after hearing it, then nodded affirmatively and said "㳔".
"Yes! I understand, Mr. Meshihos."
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After sending Anna back to 26 Knight Street, Dorothy said her final goodbye and left, then got on a carriage at the end of the street and left. While in the carriage, Dorothy began to think about Anna.
With the secret help of the Security Bureau, Anna successfully won all the lawsuits, defeated all the contenders for the inheritance, and successfully established her position as the first heir to the Field family. The inheritance procedures will be handled soon, and then Anna will be officially inaugurated as the first Viscountess Field, the greatest noble in the entire Igwynte.
Of course, inheriting the title does not mean that Anna can obtain all of Viscount Field's property. Since she is still young and lacks the capacity for conduct, most of Viscount Field's assets are currently temporarily entrusted to professional institutions, and Anna can only control a small part of it.
Because Anna was in a sense also saved by Dorothy in the name of Akka, in order to keep in touch with her, Dorothy asked the Sea Navigation Journal to create a communication book for her.
After writing on the navigation log, the range of the fish character can be controlled to a certain extent by controlling the amount of input "启". When the fish character is fixed on a certain 㫧㰴, the 㫧㰴 will be connected with the navigation log.
Then, all you need to do is put a circle of books around the navigation log, and then inject a little "inspiration" into the words written on the navigation log, so that the fish character can only swim a short distance, and let it swim on the circle surrounded in advance, then you can create a long-distance communication tool that can contact the navigation log. The book of fables given to Anna was made in this way. In addition, she also made several more in case of emergency.
While they were making the communication kit, Dorothy had a sudden idea and instilled a little more "inspiration" into a few fish characters, asking them to swim farther away, above a distant island that they themselves could not see, to see if she could replicate the situation that happened to Vanya last time, and find a few predestined people and trick them into contributing tons of transmission to her.
"I don't know... where on earth can those words go?"
Dorothy murmured as she sat in the carriage.
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Time flies, and a semester passed quickly. At the end of the semester and the arrival of summer vacation, Dorothy, who had only attended classes for less than a week, obtained the best comprehensive score in the class. When the scores were announced, a group of teachers and classmates saw the name of the first place and suddenly realized that there was such a person in their class.
Looking at the top academic ranking, many students and teachers wondered whether they could find a chance to meet this mysterious girl who had never attended classes but had excellent academic performance next semester. However, they no longer had this opportunity.
Igwent Railway Station, morning.
Under the broad steel frame roof is a bustling platform. Next to the platform, a long steam train is parked on the railway, quietly waiting for its departure time. The maintenance workers are doing the final inspection of this rough steel behemoth.
In the square in front of the train station, people were coming and going under the scorching sun in July and August. Dorothy was standing here at the moment. She was wearing a cool dress with short sleeves, thin shirt, sandals, and a sun hat, with a huge suitcase at hand. After spending almost half of the summer vacation in Igwynted, Dorothy finally felt the time to leave.
"Listen, Dorothy, remember to close the door of your compartment when you are on the train. If you have nothing to do, just stay in your compartment. Don't walk around. Don't go to the cheap carriage without seats. Don't answer strangers if they talk to you. Keep your money safe. Don't walk around at night. Remember to send me a telegram if you die, Divian. Do you understand?"
Standing in front of Dorothy, Greg gave instructions very seriously, and Dorothy listened and nodded in response.
"Don't worry Greg, I can protect myself. There's no need to worry so much."
"Phew... Well, be careful on the road. To be honest, if I didn't have a lot of handover work to do here and you had to rush to school, I could go to Tivian with you."
Greg put his hands on his hips and sighed. He said that he had been promoted and his sister had transferred to another school, both to Tivian. This double happiness made Greg excited for a whole month. Just when he thought he could go to Tivian with Dorothy, some problems occurred.
Because of various handover tasks, he couldn't go to Tivian for a while, and Dorothy needed to report to school before the start of the next semester, so he had to go first.
"Well, bye then Greg, I'll be waiting for you in Divian."
"Goodbye, be careful on your journey."
Dorothy waved goodbye to Greg and dragged her big and heavy suitcase towards the train station. Greg watched Dorothy disappear into the crowd.
After entering the train station and passing through the ticket gate, Dorothy dragged her luggage up a long flight of stairs. She was so tired and out of breath that she wanted to get a ticket immediately. She saw the station porter in the crowd, gave him a few copper coins, and asked the porter to carry her luggage to the platform.
"Huh... It's too bad that the Master doesn't add any physical strength, but luckily I have money... Otherwise, I would be exhausted here today..."
Standing on the platform, Dorothy complained in her heart, then she raised her head and looked at the steam train parked quietly in front of her, and couldn't help muttering.
"Tivian, here I come..."
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The Kingdom of Puteh, in the south-central part of the main island of Puteh, on the edge of a mountainous area with complex terrain and dense forests.
In a remote two-story wooden house in a quiet and peaceful town on the edge of the mountains, a middle-aged man was sitting at his desk, writing something quickly on a piece of paper with a pen.
"Calling Tivian Headquarters, the preliminary investigation into the rumors of an unusual cult in the Razor Mountains has yielded results, the details are as follows...
"The relevant evidence and information have been sent to the General Administration by a special person. He will take a train from Ulster to Tivian and is expected to arrive on the morning of the 23rd. Please be prepared to meet him."
After finishing writing what he had in his hand, the middle-aged man checked it, and after confirming that it was correct, he put it in an envelope, then got up and left. He wanted to send the information on it by telegram.
When the man opened the door and walked out of the room, he felt a chill on his chest. He looked down in shock and saw a small knife sticking out of his heart.
“Hmm…”
The man wanted to shout something, but a big hand covered his mouth and nose from behind. He fell to the ground lifelessly with his eyes wide open. The envelope he was holding fell to the floor and was picked up by that hand.
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