Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 16 Accidents

Except for Claude's surprise, when he got home, it was almost nine o'clock, but there were several carriages parked in front of the red brick house. It seems that several guests have not left.

"No, it’s such a night, why haven’t you gone yet?" At the door, the restaurant had no guests, and the mother was dragging the mop with the mop, and the smell of wine and vomit was faint in the air.

In this era of no air fresheners, what the mother can do is to open the windows and doors, hoping that the evening wind will bring fresh air.

When I saw my second son coming in, the mother straightened up and asked, "How come back so late? Have you eaten?"

"Eat after." Claude nodded. "I ate it at Ike. He said that his father was a banquet at night, so I didn't come back."

Put down the bag, Claude went up to pick up the mop: "Mother, let me come, now there are guests?"

"Well," the mother pointed to the upstairs: "They are in the study, your father seems to be talking about what investment they have, and the quarrel is very fierce. I have already dragged over there."

"Right, Anna and Little Booker?"

"Just Buick was fighting, I asked Anna to send him to sleep on the third floor. Today, there are many guests, and Buick is very excited. He has been noisy for a night, and now he is quiet."

The mother sat in the chair and it seems that she is tired enough tonight.

"Right, Claude, do you still want to eat? The chef of the chef this evening is Pied. He made a lot of delicious food. I specially left a copy for you in the kitchen. If you want to eat, I will give it to you. You come over..."

"No, mother, I am very full at night. When did the father end?"

"What's wrong? Are you looking for your father?"

"No, I want to go to the study and take the ancient Hertz dictionary. I need it tomorrow."

"Then wait a second, I think they should also be discussed soon. If you go upstairs, wait for your father to send the guests away and take them down."

"Well, it’s good, I’m going upstairs first.”

Going back to my little attic, I resisted my inner excitement, lit the oil lamp, closed the door, and Claude rushed to her schoolbag.

The silver card for the sister and the pirate villain for the younger brother, these two can be given to them tomorrow morning, first put aside. Claude trembled and took out the magic recipe in the bag, flipped it open, and focused his attention on the brown pages by the light of the oil lamp. Soon, the pages began to change again, those dark blue ancient Hertzic text appears line by line on ivory pages.

At this time, Claude could not wait to take the knife down and drive away the guests in the study, and then took the ancient Hertz dictionary. As long as the dictionary is in hand, it is easy to decipher such a dark blue Guhtz text. Even if there is a mistake in the grammar, the translation of a word is generally understood to mean what it means.

But now Crowder still has to hold on to his impatience and patiently wait for the guests to leave. I have been forbearing for a long time, and I don’t care to wait for a little longer. Even if my ants are crawling in my heart, I must be able to endure.

However, this waiting time may be able to do something else. Crowder suddenly remembered that this magic recipe is only this page has these dark blue Guhtz text, or other pages will be like this? Try it yourself...

There are 17 pages of recipes, each of which records the practice of a dish. First page, second page, third page... fifth page... eighth page... tenth page, those dark blue fonts appear on every page.

Claude is getting more and more excited. It is obvious that this recipe must be disguised, and the dark blue fonts hidden by it are the real focus. If this recipe has only one page of these blue Guhtz texts, then this may be just a clue, as described in the legendary novels, a treasure map is hidden in a book.

But this recipe is only 17 pages, now it has turned to the tenth page, every page will change, these dark blue fonts appear, which means that the recipe itself is a magic book, the recipe is just a cover-up effect. .

Like Ike, Boa, and the new owner of the old Munch grocery store, Vakuri, in their eyes, this is a recipe. The only thing worth mentioning is that this recipe is made of animal paper. Made, the age is a bit old, it is an antique, you can pay for it...

If it doesn't happen that the light is not good, you won't be watching it, so you may not find the secret of this recipe. Maybe he would just put it back on the wooden lattice and turn it off with this magic book...

Claude sighed openly on the eleventh page, put away the cranky thoughts in his mind, and continued to stare at the pages of the book, ready to see if the seven pages in the back are also dark blue Guhtz.

Just what Claude didn't expect was that when the pages began to change, the original brownish yellow retreated to the surroundings, revealing the middle ivory pages and the line of dark blue fonts. Crowder suddenly blackened and felt like Suddenly caught in the darkness, or the kind of black that stretched out of his fingers...

Crowder was shocked and wanted to stand up, but he found that his limbs were weak and he couldn’t move at all. He couldn’t seem to control his body. Nothing can be heard, and the feeling of death is all around. I can't even breathe even if I can't breathe. Even if I open my mouth again, I still feel awkward and panic in my heart...

How is this going? In a short moment, countless thoughts passed from Claude's heart, evil magic? Or is the magic book covered in this recipe a curse? I am in the middle of it? Will I die? Is it awkward or awkward? Can I still make a sound...

Calm, I have to calm down, but the panic in my heart is spreading...

I don't know how long it took, and it was a long time in Claude's feeling. He finally heard a voice, "Hey, hey, hehe...".

This is his own heartbeat, and Claude seems to be able to feel his heart beating vigorously, as if to see the blood vessels around the heart constantly delivering blood to the heart. Then the ears began to return to normal, and slowly heard the conversation between the father and the guests from the second floor study room...

There was a faint glow in front of the eyes. It was the oil lamp on the table. Although I couldn’t see the outline, I could still feel the heat and light that the flame transmitted.

The limbs also began to recover consciousness, and the body can move. Claude closed his eyes hard, then opened it, closed it again, and then opened it...

Finally, I can see things clearly. Claude stood up and acted with his hands and feet. He felt that except for some faint heads and some rising pains on both sides of the temple, he could confirm that his body was not abnormal, and then found that even time passed. For a few minutes, this can be seen from the time scale on the hourglass on the table.

But what happened to the darkness and physical loss? Is it really the reason for this magic recipe on the table?

Crowder came to the table and stared again at the magic recipe.

Only this time, even the pages of the book have not changed, and Claude feels that it is black again. But this time there is no feeling of falling into the darkness. I can still feel the light of the oil lamp, and the body can move. It is the pain of the temples on both sides.

Understood... Crowder was planted in his own bed, and he scared himself for a long time. In fact, he used his mental energy. Just concentrating all the attention and focusing on the magic recipe, it took about half an hour. Just like the game characters in the previous computers, there is a limit to the mental power. Of course, you will feel abnormal when you run out of light.

Raise your head and blow out the oil lamp, let yourself rest for a while. It seems that even if you look at this magic recipe in the future, you have to be careful, don't accidentally repeat the same mistakes.

Claude thought, watching the silver moonlight falling from the sky, through the open window, projected on the table, and the bed, so that Claude's entire upper body was covered with a layer of silver.

Moonlight is like water... No, Crowder has a feeling of refreshing and moist feeling. The moon shines on one's head, as if there is a kind of coolness that moisturizes your skin, just like the spring rain falls on the dry land, even the faintness in the mind and the pain in the temples on both sides are obviously relaxed. a feeling of……

This is by no means an illusion! Can moonlight also play a role in healing the trauma? Or can you speed up your mental response?

Looking up at the disc-shaped silver moon hanging high in the sky, think about it is a magical world, then as a traverser, you should keep calm, not a fuss about these unreasonable things.

Is it as you think, do you know if you try it?

Crowder climbed up from the bed, took off his linen socks, barefooted on the table, got out of the attic window, and stood on the roof.

Well, go some more, so that it won't be blocked by the window, and it won't be covered by the shadow of the attic. Unless the clouds cover the moon, the moonlight will shine on you.

Crowder lay down in the middle of the two lofts. This is the roof of the building. It is covered with shingles. The **** is not too big, so it feels really good to lie flat. Just be careful, don't lie down, sleep, roll down, it doesn't matter...

It is certain that the moonlight really helps the soothing and depleting spirit. Claude only lie on the roof for about half an hour, and he feels that his mind is beginning to wake up. The temples on both sides are no longer painful. No more. The kind of illusion that seems to be a sudden rise and fall.

Bathed in the silver moonlight, the mood gradually calmed down, and a comfortable atmosphere filled with people, which made Claude feel lazy and didn't want to climb back to the attic. Hearing began to recover. Even if he was so far away, he could still hear the conversations from the second floor study room. He just didn’t hear much, but his father seemed to be sending guests.

How come the voice of the big brother, mixed with the voice of a woman, the father also invited a female guest to the party this evening? No, this is unlikely, let alone go to the study room so late.

No, the sound is coming from here. Crowder climbed up and looked at the attic on the left. In the memory, the attic was also rented out. The tenant was a young woman. It seems to be twenty-six and seven years old. Her mother used to go to this woman with her father at dinner, called Miss Christina, and said her words and manners. Not an elephant is a serious woman.

However, the father said that Miss Christina was the financial officer of a certain firm in the town. Which firm had forgotten it, but the father confirmed that it was the director of the firm who rented it. She has a serious job and keeps her mother from commenting on others behind her...

It doesn't matter. The question is, why is this time his own big brother, the one who is extremely unconcerned with himself, will be in the attic rented by Miss Christina...