Holy Institution

There was a weird feeling in Dilling's heart. Because he was sure he didn't know him before he came to the sanctuary. He never even had any contact with Ranzan. But Ning Ya's words gave him the illusion that the two had been in friendship for more than a decade.

"Let's find a way out first." He subconsciously avoided Ning Ya's eyes.

Ning Ya grabbed his hand suddenly.

Dilling for a moment, he turned to look at him.

Ning Ya hesitated, and said, "Why come to save me? The consequences of the theft of the test papers are very serious. Even nobles can be fired."

Dilling calmly said, "The gambling contract with Heidein has nothing to do with you. Even if you are punished, it should be with me and Sosso."

He didn't know what Ning Ya's expression was when he heard these words, because he kept his head down. All he knew was that he grabbed his hand and slowly let go.

Dilling grabbed him backhand and explained before Ning Yayi: "The library has been set up with space magic, go together, don't leave."

"Um." Ning Ya grabbed him backhand.

They slowly approached the center of the library.

Dilling already knew quite a bit about the location of the fire. So this time he was not too nervous. Instead, he had a eager expectation. If you guessed right, the obscure starlight in my mind just now should be the element of fire.

If you can really sense the element of fire here, it is really a blessing for disaster.

"Hurry up, be careful." Dilling held Ning Ya's hand a little harder, and the two ran side by side, slowly accelerating, until-

"Chong!" Dilling's mind reappeared the looming starlight, although it was still dim, but it was a great encouragement to him.

This time the flames were more fierce than the previous two. If it was not for Dilling and Ning Ya's preparation, they might have been swallowed by fire.

boom.

Dilling and Ning Ya both hit the door panel.

"Door?" Dillin blinked in surprise. He thought space magic was working again at this time. He did not dare to neglect, and pulled Ning Ya said, "Let's go."

Ning Ya's breathing was sick and heavy, and the palms of her hands were constantly sweating. After hearing his words, it took ten seconds to answer, "OK."

Dilling held the doorknob with his other hand and pulled it open little by little.

In fact, there was another worry in his mind that the scope of space magic not only covered the library, but even the library's surroundings. If so, their situation will become quite bad.

When he pulled the door far enough to let himself go out sideways, his movements froze, his heart happy and worried.

Fortunately, seeing the man in front of him shows that he has not been transmitted to any other place by space magic.

The worry is how to explain to the person in front of him why he appeared in the library at midnight.

Heiden stood in front of the library, his hands folded in his sleeves. The moon in the night sky hangs right in front of him, and the moonlight enters his pupils, reflecting a layer of cold light.

Dilling sighed silently. Had it not been for the space magic in the library, he would have chosen one person to bear this responsibility, but unfortunately now he has to pull Ning Ya out.

"Is the memory better at night than during the day?" Heiden's voice was set off against the night, as if with a hint of enchantment.

"At least better than not remembering," he asked calmly. "Why are you here?" Should Lucer know that too? The more people know, the worse the consequences will be. Dilling kept thinking in his heart.

Hyde walked over slowly, "don't you think the badge on the tent is just a seal for identification?"

Dilling felt relieved. In this case, only Heidein was found. In this way, his chances of killing them to come to Wenshu and escape punishment are much higher. Obviously, the excuse of secret study is more appealing to teachers than secret papers.

Hyde stopped after taking only three steps, glanced over Dilling's cheek, and looked at Ning Ya, who was behind him, "Your partner seems to be dying."

Dilling for a moment, he turned to look at Ning Ya, but found that his face was extremely pale, and his dark eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which looked really sick. He hurriedly supported him. "What's wrong with you?"

Ning Ya leaned behind him, closed her eyes, and whispered to herself, "It doesn't matter, just a moment ... just a moment."

Hyde held out his hand and placed it on Ning Ya's forehead.

Dilling looked at him anxiously. I saw that the expression on his face gradually became dignified from the initial carelessness, and finally fixed on the grim.

"How's it?" Dilling felt that Ning Ya's weight was getting heavier and he almost hung on him.

Hyde frowned displeasedly because he put down his hand, "Another cursed."

Dilling was surprised: "The curse?"

Hyde's eyes were cold as he stared at Ning Ya, "and a god-level curse." Although the magician does not have the faith of God, he still has the least respect. Therefore, people who have offended the gods have always been unhappy.

"Not God ..." Although Ning Ya was so weak that she couldn't stand still, she tried to refute, "He is not God ..."

"He?" Dilling said. "Do you know who he is?"

Ning Ya looked at his shoulder silently, and after a short while, slowly stood up straight, "He is the devil." The pale face gradually became bloody, but the foggy sorrow of the pupil did not fade away.

Hyde raised an eyebrow: "Are you doubting my judgment?"

Ning Ya looked down. "Perhaps he has the power of a god, but he has no compassion as a god!"

Hyde looked at him indefinitely, and suddenly laughed, "Who stipulates that God must have compassion?"

Ning Ya suddenly looked up and seemed to want to argue, but Hydein had turned and walked down the path towards the deeper part of the college.

Dilling followed two steps anxiously: "Tonight ..."

"What's the matter tonight?" Hyde asked scornfully.

The big rock in Dilling's heart finally fell back, turning his head and Ning Ya looked at each other, they saw the other side's eyes relaxed.

"Are you really all right?" Dilling was still worried.

Ning Ya smiled and shook her head. "It's all right."

"Then let's go back." Since he didn't want to say it, Dilling no longer asked.

The two walked slowly back to the open space along the path.

Aridi sneaked his head out of the tent, and was relieved to see the two of them returning with comfort. In fact, he followed Dilling before and went to the library. It was just that he stayed outside the door and didn't enter. Later, when he saw someone coming from a distance, he ran back in a hurry, always worried that Dilling and Ning Ya would confess to themselves after seizing them, and now they were all safe and secure, and then they returned to the bed comfortably. .

Ning Ya and Dilling bid farewell outside the tent and returned to the tent.

After Dilling lay down, his heart was surging and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

This thrilling adventure was not without gain for him, at least he could sense the element of fire. Although it is still weak, it is a good start. Thinking about it, he thought of Ning Ya again.

No matter what he said or the curse on him, he was covered with a very mysterious veil.

But he had no desire to lift the veil.

The curse of God.

Whether it is a good God or an evil God as Ning Ya said, it is an unimaginable trouble for him. And now he is neither psychologically nor physically prepared to withstand such troubles. His biggest wish is to graduate in peace and then obtain the qualification to stay in school.

Dilling opened his eyes and looked at the top of the tent, a regret flashed in his heart.

He could feel that Ning Ya was expecting him—a kind of expectation that existed for no reason at all.

— He is doomed to fail.

The following days, I still had a glance like before.

What happened to the library at night, as Heidein said, nothing happened. Lucer still sat behind the table waiting for them every day before they arrived. Heidein's whereabouts were still as elusive as the white clouds in the sky, and the space magic of the library never appeared during the day.

As if everything was the same as usual, but Dilling knew that something was changing quietly. From time to time, he could feel Ning Ya's eyes from time to time, a kind of overly intimate eyes different from that of Raymond and others.

If it was just further friendship, Dilling wouldn't feel awkward about it. However, he always felt that when Ning Ya's eyes with too many secrets looked at him, he seemed to have deep expectations and desires.

He did not understand the source of this expectation and craving. This lack of understanding made him feel anxious.

He thought that he should probably talk openly with Ning Ya. Not long after this idea started, Ning Ya offered the opportunity.

"Can I talk to you when the game is over?" Ning Ya looked at him, eyes full of expectations that made Dilling feel pressured.

Despite the cloud of doubt over his head, Dilling was calm, "Of course."

The agreement was thus settled. Dilling, who was able to get some answers after the match, gradually put aside these worries and devoted himself to this endorsement match. Of course, he did not give up the perception of the fire element. In order to exercise himself, he often asked Soso to cook for him, but several times, nothing was gained.

The days passed, and the endorsement game finally came.

Every freshman is nervous about this game. Of course, what they are nervous about is not that there are only 50 places of diligence awards, but that after the endorsement contest, the sanctuary will announce the list of students left. Only through this pass can they be considered true students of the Holy See.

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