The Shitabe boy went down, followed the three people, and quietly entered the trap door hidden under the thick carpet, apparently without disturbing anyone.
To be honest, Brooks didn't know how the other party did it. After all, he clearly saw with his own eyes that the difference between the alien boy and the three people who went down first was only more than ten seconds at most.
Of course, this confusion is actually not important to Brooks at the moment. Because more importantly, the Shtabe boy had already explained to him in the most intuitive way why he insisted on letting him stay on the ground just now—
Without his magic wand, he, Brooks Stewart, could do nothing. No matter how good his grades were in his first year at Ilvermorny, he would be nothing more than a liability at this moment!
"Well."
Brooks touched the tip of his nose. He didn't know what to feel for a moment. He only knew that the expression on his face was probably not pretty at this moment.
After all, he is just a twelve-year-old kid. Even if you are born into a big family and have received very good and sufficient education since childhood, and have relatively good talents, and a more mature mind than most of your peers, you will still be affected by it when encountering this kind of situation. A small blow.
Well, it would be better to say that it is precisely because everyone around him praised me in the past, and now it is even more abrupt when he encounters setbacks occasionally.
"He... uh, he is not a human after all, he is a Shitabe tribe!"
Brooks huddled behind the large vase in the corner, thinking so secretly, but soon couldn't help but shook his head. This thought made him feel a little uncomfortable.
For as long as he can remember, he has been a well-behaved and sensible child in front of everyone. This time, he broke free from the restraints of the past and walked step by step. Wasn't it because he wanted to personally remove that lovable classmate from this obviously wrong place? Where to be rescued
If you have to do this kind of thing to others, and the reason is your own incompetence, it is always a bit...unspeakably frustrating.
"...I want to become stronger."
In the shadows, Brooks thought wildly for a while, and finally couldn't help but think this way.
…
What the youngest genius of the Stewart family above is thinking about, the Shtabe boy who has followed the three of them to the underground of the monastery obviously has no way of knowing. Fortunately, although he did want to get something from Brooks, it was obviously not what Brooks was thinking about at the moment.
And he also clearly knows that in order to achieve his wish, he should be on a relatively correct path.
The Shitabe tribe has a strong ability to conceal their aura, which is one of the many reasons why they have been able to reproduce since ancient times on the American continent. It can help him follow the three people in front of him without being thrown away or noticed. .
But to be honest, if he had no other choice, he would actually prefer to follow a longer distance. After all, there is still a witch among the three people!
It's a pity that although the space under the trap door is also built into rooms and corridors, it is not as spacious as the one on the ground, and the corridor is more complicated. And more importantly, the "taste" here is a bit messy for some reason. If he fell far behind, he was worried that he would lose the three people who were not walking slowly.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice that there was a sinister little tail attached to his back.
"Um?"
The Shtabe boy was walking, when suddenly a warning flashed through his mind, causing him to stop suddenly. The next moment, he retracted the foot that had stopped in mid-air decisively and did not take another step forward.
Although it was a bit unclear, he vaguely felt that if he was not prepared to give up hiding and start fighting with all his strength in the next second, it would be best not to continue following.
"We're here...you can relax a little for a while, the dean is not a difficult person to get along with."
Just when the boy was leaning against the wall on one side of the corridor and starting to think about what to do next, familiar words faintly entered his ears from the front.
"So this is that room?" The boy looked in the distance toward the end of the corridor, and saw the three people had stopped in front of a door, and thought to himself.
It seems that the "dean"'s ability is stronger than he estimated - he had already "tasted" the dangerous flavor of the other party outside the monastery gate, but now that he has come so close, that kind of On the contrary, the taste became more and more hazy.
If it hadn't been for the instinctive warning sign that made him stop just now, the other party would probably have noticed it first, right
"Sure enough, Jopat said that there are still many, many dangers on the ground."
Thinking like this, the boy took a few steps back again, and then hid himself even more carefully, watching from a distance as the three people knocked on the door, opened the door, and then disappeared behind the door one by one.
He thought for a while, probably feeling that there was no point in staying here any longer, so he simply turned around and walked back. He remembered that there were many forks on the road when he came here. Maybe he could just walk around and maybe he could find the human girl Brooks was looking for.
But just when he reached the first fork back, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him again. This made his heart suddenly jump, and he took a step to the side and walked directly into the fork in the road like lightning.
Although he didn't have time to look back, the boy could tell from the direction where the sound came from that the door at the end of the corridor where the three people entered was the one that opened the door.
"Who is it? 'Dean'?"
If it is really the so-called "Dean", then he will feel that he has probably been discovered by the other party - the Shtabe tribe will never look down upon any creature that may be an enemy.
And if not...
In short, the boy found a corner at the top of the corridor as quickly as possible, jumped up along the wall pillar like a snake, and tried his best to hide his figure and breath in the shadow.
After a while, the footsteps that dragged from the end of the corridor next to him finally came to the nearby place unhurriedly. Then... he continued to pass the fork in the road and walked forward unhurriedly.
"not him'."
There was no sign of being discovered, and there was no instinctive warning like before. The Shitabe boy who was hiding on the top of the corridor thought about it and decided to follow the other party's footsteps before they left his hearing range.
"But... that seems to be another wizard." The boy thought.