Walking along the ancient pale yellow bricks around the ruins of the Knossos Palace, the overly dazzling sunlight from the seaside shone on Jessica and her brother, causing their already anxious hearts to burn even more anxiously.
"Ian, did someone cast the Soul Seizing Spell on you? How old are you? Why are you still so immature? You're not from the Magic Congress. What's the use of saying those things? What can you save? "Jessica scolded angrily and almost stomped her feet." Beg Allen to let you go? Don't say that he didn't do it. If he really did it, why would he agree to it? "
"Jessica, you're my sister, not one of his lovers!" Ian sounded annoyed. Then he asked anxiously, "Do you also think that we're more responsible for this incident? Do you think that I'm the one who caused the deaths of so many Muggle? "
"Of course not. And I don't think so because you're my brother." Jessica said firmly. Then she ran her fingers through her hair. "I've read a lot of ancient books in Hogwarts University. If magic wants to develop, there must be something that's not so bright. You should know that in the Muggle Research class, there's also the habit of experimenting on animals and even living people."
"You've been brainwashed by the Hogwarts, Jessica." Ian suddenly leaned back and distanced himself from Jessica. "Do you think it's right to take the lives of those criminals for the sake of the progress of magic?"
"Ian, but you have to understand, just like what Uncle Leonard said, sometimes things aren't black and white. It's not always right and wrong. Just like this sunny day, there are also shadows … We have to admit that it's more comfortable to hide in the shadows now." Jessica leaned her body on the staff that she couldn't control and used it as a crutch. "I think it's better than walking them directly into the terrible pool of the Congress and losing their lives."
Ian looked at Jessica from head to toe. "Look at how you're dressed. Although you've only been here for a few days, you look like a great scholar from the first school in the Wizard World in the floating city of Hogwarts." His tone was sarcastic. "Knowledge makes you forget your freedom? I heard that your headmaster is still Grindelwald? "
Jessica stared at her brother in shock. She then stomped her feet and retorted, "Ian, at least Mr. Grindelwald abided by his position as the principal. He didn't act like you, Aura, who was a part-time raider and attacked other people's companies after work!"
After saying that, Jessica turned around and left. "College studies are too important. I won't watch your match live. Anyway, you can't win!" However, after taking a few steps, she seemed to feel that she had spoken too harshly. She turned her head and added harshly, "At most, I will watch your live stream in the dormitory."
Seeing his sister leave angrily, Ian stared blankly. He wanted to ask her to stay, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say a word.
With a loud bang, a brick on the right was blown into pieces. Ian turned around and walked away in the opposite direction. He wandered around Crete aimlessly. The shadows of the floating ships and flying cars in the sky were cast on the ground from time to time. Some tourists flew in the sky on flying brooms, overlooking the scenery of Crete from above. These products with the strong mark of the floating city seemed to prove the power of the floating city in the sky not far away. It was as if he had realized the gap between him and Allen.
After a long time, the frustrated Ian found himself back at the venue of the duel. He felt a lot better when he saw the environment again. He found that although the natives of Greece had bought a lot of floating ships, they still kept some local vehicles in their own style. For example, there was a cargo ship pulled by a horse-shaped sea monster on the beach, a gray carriage pulled by three night terran near the construction site, and a wide Greek-style flying carpet flying low in the sky …
It made the Ian feel that it was commendable that the Greeks could still maintain the style of their own magic world when they had been invaded by a lot of foreign cultural products. Development was necessary, but the characteristics of their own civilization should be preserved.
It also made the Ian feel that the vitality of this magic country with an ancient history was very important. The Greek wizards shuttled inside and outside the duel arena. They seemed to be unhurried, but they were still setting up the venue in their own order.
The sounds of casting spells, the shouts of transporting materials, and the rumbling of various spells were mixed together. Together with the many staff members, as well as the contestants who had come to sightsee, the place seemed to be in full swing.
"No wonder the construction period is so slow. The Greeks are as lazy as the legends say." The Ian felt a lot calmer, but he could not help but mock the Greeks.
Strictly speaking, the Greek wizards were not lazy. They sat on the chairs and cast spells on the area in front of them. They even nibbled on a few olives from time to time. The low-ranking officials wearing the uniform of the Greek Ministry of Magic looked even more listless and lazy. The Ian did not notice that they were doing their job of supervising the duel.
Only the ordinary Greek wizards who were brutally unloading goods near the duel arena's basement were diligent. However, there was no logic or reason in their actions.
One of the wizards, a thin and haggard middle-aged, waved a magic wand in his gloved hand, directing large boxes of goods to be unloaded from a carriage. Under the pale white carriage, an older, bald wizard in a black toga with white stripes and boots was doing more heavy work. He directed the huge wooden barrels and used a levitation spell to transport them to the basement storage room of the venue.
"Middle-aged people doing light work, and old people doing heavy work … The customs here don't look good." The Ian snorted. "It seems that the pension system in Greece is not as good as the one in the United States."
Suddenly, the Ian looked back vigilantly.
As an Aura, he was keenly aware that someone was quickly approaching him from behind. It was a witch wearing a wide-brimmed sunhat. She was trying to stuff something into his hand.
The witch saw that the target had noticed her and raised his guard. She whispered in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Knox, someone gave this to you. You'll understand when you see it."
After that, without waiting for Ian to speak, she threw the small paper package into Ian's arms and began to turn around. Out of professional habit, Ian did not stupidly catch the package with his hand. He quickly pulled out his magic wand and let the package float in the air. He then looked up and saw that the woman had quickly dodged, blended into the crowd, and disappeared without a trace.
The Ian withdrew his gaze and placed the package on the grass in a certain area where there was no one around. He then began to cast a spell with his magic wand.
After carefully confirming that there was no danger, the Ian controlled his magic wand to open the package. But when he saw what was inside the package, his hands trembled. There was a horned snake necklace on the package. He recognized at a glance that it was the same as the door key that Gravis had given them before.
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