Holy Institution

The fire element condenses into a flame, forcing the scattered water element back to the surroundings.

Although Dilling could clearly feel the fire and heat, the location of the flame in his mind was dark and nothing.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a cold on his back, the hand that had been supporting himself withdrew.

Dilling opened his eyes.

Hyde had already put away the flames.

The sparse silver stars in the night sky dropped a thin layer of gray light, just over their heads.

For the first time, Dilling felt that Hyde was no longer so bright because of the flashing light in his eyes.

"It seems that I overestimated you." Hyde held him in a condescending position because he had a half-high advantage.

Dilling's finger on his side suddenly clenched. "Come back tomorrow!"

Hyde pouted, "Do I look like someone who is free everyday?"

Dilling's lips tightened.

"Maybe," Hydein's face moved closer to his ears. "You were right to put your mind on the endorsement."

Dilling turned his head.

The tip of the two nose-to-nose noses differed by only one sheet of paper.

"I will take the first." Dilling said word by word.

The breath of hot air sprayed on Heidein's lips, causing him to frown and lean back.

"It will meet your standards, too." Dilling glared at him, though he knew he might not be able to see him, but he was still serious and determined.

"My standard?" Hyde hummed, and turned to walk outside the forest.

Dilling stood for a while. The wind in the forest brushed his back from time to time, helping him slowly put away the sweat from his body.

Back in the tent, Suo Suo was lying on his back with his head on his back, sleeping with a bright drool on his face.

Dilling reluctantly took out a handkerchief and wiped it off.

Suo Suo moved, turned his head to the other side and continued to sleep.

A hand suddenly reached over, holding a bowl of corn puree.

Di Lin turned his head along the way and saw Ning Ya smiling at him. "I'll help you with dinner."

A piece of bread does not last for too long.

The first moment Dilling smelled the corn broth, he felt a strong desire in his stomach. He took the bowl and smiled, "Thank you."

Ning Ya crouched beside him. "It's a pity that it's cold."

Dilling took a sip and praised, "It's delicious when it's cold."

"Really?" Ning Ya glanced over the corn soup.

Dilling was surprised: "You didn't drink?" He immediately came to his senses, and this bowl of soup must have been given to him by Ning Ya. Because the chef in the college cafeteria divides meals by head. He looked at the bowl and wondered if he would give him half a bowl. After all, he had already drank this bowl of soup, so it was obviously very impolite to divide it up.

As if through his hesitation, Ning Ya laughed: "I ate a whole steak, and my stomach is still uncomfortable."

Dilling then lowered his head and continued to drink soup.

After drinking the soup, Ning Ya took the bowl very naturally, and when Dilling reacted, he had even taken the bowl far away.

Looking at his back, Dilling had an awkwardness in his mind. Ning Ya's attitude towards him seems to be beyond what he knows.

He sat outside the tent and waited quietly for Ning Ya to come back, which was the only courteous manner he could return to at the moment.

Slowly, footsteps came from behind.

Dilling couldn't help turning his head.

Aridi was bending over and walking quietly, and when he turned back, he was slightly startled, quickened his pace, and crouched beside him.

"What's wrong?" Dilling looked at him somehow.

It's not early, and most people are already asleep, so Aridi's cautious look is ridiculous.

"I know where to put the test papers for this competition," Aridi lowered his voice. "Just at Library One."

Dilling frowned. "So what?"

Aridi glanced at him angrily, "Do you really think we can memorize the top six if we do this?"

Dilling said: "The most important thing you should care about now is yourself."

Ali Di Xing rushed, but ate such a gray nose, and was uninterested in his heart. He shook his hand and said, "Whatever you want. Anyway, the bet is soothing. For me, the more unlucky the Gu Lan people, the happier I am." He saw Dilling's eyes suddenly became cold, and he could not help shrinking his shoulders, and then bowed back as he came.

He was so disappointed that Dilling turned back and lay down.

Despite the quiet surroundings, his heart couldn't calm down.

Every word and every sentence of Heidein was vivid in his mind. He even used his imagination to repair the possible expression in the dim light in the forest.

Must be arrogant, disdainful, disappointed ...

Dilling froze.

The premise of disappointment is hope. Why did Hyde hope for him alone?

Or maybe he actually told these words to Ningya, because he was not there, so he added it alone?

He thought of Heidein, and then thought of the game.

In fact, although Aridi's idea was bad, he did not mean anything wrong. Even if they endeavour to endorse, the hopes of getting the top six are still dazed. According to his knowledge, many of the students who could join the sanctuary were geniuses in the true sense, not only perception, perception, but also memory. Maybe they turn over and over and may not remember the content, others can memorize it just by looking at it.

He sat up, looked at Suo Suo's innocent sleep, and sighed long. Suso's situation in Gulan was not good. He had originally hoped that Soso could use his status as a graduate of the abbey to improve his status, but now it seems that it is difficult.

perhaps……

His eyes darkened.

Perhaps Aridi's proposal is not completely infeasible.

Dilling got out of the tent upset.

Only a few figures moved in the open space.

He remembered Ning Ya, who was washing the dishes, and walked to Ning Ya and Raymond's tent, and quietly opened a small slit with his fingers, trying to confirm whether he had returned. But the scene in front of him surprised him.

Not only was Ning Ya in the tent, but Ruimen was not seen.

Dilling sank, he walked quickly to Aridi's tent.

Aridi and Jeffrey were lying back to back.

Seems to feel his sight, Aridi turned and sat up, "You!"

"Where is Ningya?"

Most of Aridi's face was hidden in the dark. "How do I know?"

"He and Raymond are gone," Dilin said, "If you don't know where they are, then I have to find a mentor to find a way."

Seeing him turning to leave, Alidi hurriedly said, "I know I know."

Dilling squinted at him.

"I just told them the answer was Library One. They decided to go by themselves," Aridi muttered.

Dilling shook his head and left.

Aridi sat upset in the tent.

Jeffrey then sat up rubbing his eyes, "What happened?"

Aridi snorted.

To really want to know what happened, sit up long before Dilling spoke. Why wait for someone to leave before acting like that? But Aridi now has no time to expose his tricks. Dilling's attitude made him feel like he had done something stupid. Obviously kind, but now he makes him seem to be the culprit.

He took a sip and rushed out of the tent.

Library No. 1 at night is a ghastly horror like a legendary ghost house.

Dilling ran to the gate and stopped, slowly adjusting his breathing.

The library door was half-covered, and Lucer was unexpectedly not in his permanent location.

The walkway in front of me who has walked a hundred times this month seems to be an endless black hole. The moonlight stopped at a place more than ten centimeters in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides, with clear gray and black.

Dillin took a deep breath, and touched the fierce beating heart of his left chest with his palm, and slowly walked in.

The leather shoes under his feet patted the floor gently and took a moment.

For the first time, Dilling knew that the sound from the library floor was so crisp.

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