Chapter 07: Land of Sighs (7)

The sophomore year curriculum is dull and boring, nothing more than day-to-day training and various assessments. There are very few off-campus practical exercises, and the schedule is also tight. At most, there is a little relaxation on weekends.

In the past few days, it has been basically individual training. After the class gathers, they disperse to the training hall. Dorota has no impression of the faces of other people in the class. She does not intend to expand her social circle. After all, the connections of Slane College are of little use to her.

Compared with Makisuke's popularity, she prefers to be alone.

"White hair... Which family is the exchange student from?"

"I heard that she is a magic awakener or an ice type... Are there any nobles in Fuxiao with this ability?"

"She looks so good, she doesn't look like she can kill a high-level alien alone... She is so strong, fortunately the opponent I drew is not her."

People in the 15th district should have black hair. Even the nobles find it difficult to get rid of this label. Those small nobles who do not have great power are also included in the circle of civilians they despise.

This stems from the rules set by the executive officer of the first district, "Guiyi", who ordered the citizens of the 15th district to have black hair within the entire federation - of course, the very few people at the top of the 15th district who have dealings with the imperial capital still enjoy special privileges.

It is like a cognitive imprint, dividing the class differences.

Using the simplest appearance to identify, but also the most insulting.

Dorota knows how eye-catching and controversial her hair color is, but this is what she wants, the more comments about her "mistakes", the better.

It's best to solidify the impression.

A few days passed in a flash, and when Nian Xianyuan came to pick them up on the day of the meeting, You Bai also rushed over. She had something to discuss with Nian Xianyuan. The black-haired girl wore a functional long coat with a hood, which made her eyebrows look even colder. She wore a pair of silver-framed glasses on her high nose bridge and a black mask. She looked cool and cold.

The little robot followed behind her, pushing a suitcase that was half a head taller than it. It was so cute, and it was completely different from the cool and handsome owner in front.

You Bai went straight up the suspension car, and the cutely designed smart follower blinked and jumped a few times, but couldn't get on. Dorota recognized that this was the cute style she had picked for You Bai, but she didn't expect it hadn't been replaced yet, so she simply reached out and picked up the little guy.

"Thank you." The little robot circled a few times on the spot and thanked politely. It tilted its head and looked at Dorota, and said softly, "You look like my master's teacher."

"The teacher is not here." Before Dorota could speak, You Bai rejected the little follower's words. She nodded slightly at the girl, and her voice was emotionless. "Sorry, I have caused you trouble." The

follower who was scolded was like a wronged cat with its long ears pulled. The expression on the small screen suddenly turned into a crying face symbol. It said aggrievedly: "But many people said that the teacher will not come back..."

"I hope you can be happy."

"You have been sad since she left."

You Bai finally said nothing. She looked out the window, the shadow of the building passed by quickly, and before entering the passage, the light and shadow intertwined into a new tone that cut her apart. The opposing black and white reflected the burning emotions in her eyes.

"I will go to see her."

The flowing clouds engraved on her iris and stayed there, like her past wandering, she was stuck in the quagmire and could not escape, but someone gave her salvation and warmth, making her willing to give everything to follow and get close.

She was born in self-love.

When Dorota looked at her, Yan Xieyuan beside her also turned his head to look over, and a naturally deep voice sounded: "The leader of 'White Crane' is very important to her."

The blond man with cold eyes still wore a straight and neat uniform, with his sleeves folded up to reveal a small section of white skin. He was cold and inhuman, lacking emotions like a man-made product, but there was something suppressed in his eyes, like the surging waves of the sea, swallowing up the dark factors.

It was as if he was recalling something bad.

"Nian Xieyuan must have remembered his brother." Mu Jie tapped the head of the little follower who was running around. He pushed it a little further without much effort, and then whispered, "I heard from Mr. The Authority that Yan Xieyuan was originally from the Wilderness, and later went to Dawn with his brother who was admitted to Slane Academy."

"After his brother graduated successfully, he was recommended to the Imperial Capital, and he never came back since then. There was no news from him, as if... he was missing." "

Nian Xieyuan didn't believe that his brother was someone who would abandon his family for fame and fortune. He believed that there was some secret hidden in the Imperial Capital. In the eighth month after his brother disappeared, people from the Imperial Capital found him and wanted to kill him, but Mr. The Authority saved him and took him into the organization to train him personally."

"Later, in the big change three years ago, he appeared as the new head of the Supervisory Department, 'Keys.'"

Dorota listened quietly, folding the colorful candy wrappers into the shape of stars, which were mottled and shiny, as beautiful and fragile as bubbles.

"It's a very sad story."

She said at last, her voice was slow.

"Is it bad for you to tell me these?"

"If it's you, it doesn't matter." Makisuke held down the restless little follower and touched its head, and then withdrew his hand awkwardly after receiving the glare from Youbai. He did not ignore the complicated look that Youbai occasionally cast at him, as if he was observing something, and quickly turned away before attracting the attention of the people beside him.

He sighed helplessly.

"You know, you and 'Shiraku' are so similar. From the similar eyebrows to the almost identical expressions and tones, I feel like the teacher has returned. This may offend you, so I want to apologize first."

When he said this, he paused and continued, "But you are you. You should not be regarded as someone else's shadow because of your similarities with others. This is the greatest disrespect to a person. I will sort out my emotions and treat you with a normal attitude."

"As for Youbai... I will try to communicate."

Makisuke seemed to have become more careful in the past few years when she was away. Dorota felt guilty about her students mistaking "Dorota" for "Shiraku", and her few consciences ached.

But she didn't intend to hide it at all.

It didn't matter whether he recognized her or not, it had no effect on her plan.

The base of Suyuan in Fuxiao District was a hotel, towering into the sky, luxurious and magnificent. In the bright lobby, the front desk receptionist came forward eagerly to take their luggage. As he bent over and tilted his head to listen, Yan Xieyuan tapped the lever three times with his fingers, "We need four single rooms on the upper floors, and a few nutritional supplements, please."

"Okay."

The receptionist lowered his voice so low that only a whisper could be heard: "Please go to the twelfth floor and wait."

After getting a clear answer, Yanxunyuan walked into the lounge at the corner that looked no different from an ordinary room. He raised his hand, manipulated the wall to change and revealed the direct elevator behind, and then stepped in.

Dorota followed them to the waiting room on the twelfth floor. Because she was bored waiting, she walked in as if she was just wandering around. When she reached the blind spot of surveillance, her figure disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already sitting on the sofa, swinging her legs, and stretched out her hand to say hello to Yu Bufeng, who was used to it.

"Remember to make up a reason for me. I won't attend the meeting tonight."

Dorota explained all the unfinished words before, and at the end she did not forget to ask her friends to find a reason for her absence. Yu Bufeng raised his hand to take off the mask, but was stopped, "So be it, you have to wear it for the meeting anyway, it will be troublesome if you take it off."

Yu Bufeng nodded. The first authority who was always cold and oppressive became gentle in front of her.

"Saint-Vieux Church, the trapped person..."

"It's not hard to guess who it is, but what if he's lying?"

"Then do you think I believe him?" Dorota asked lazily. She knew the observer could hear her, but she didn't avoid it. She still had that unhurried tone, "When he used his power on me, I tracked the source of the power and found his location."

"Do you think he will be killed by me personally or hunted by my 'mad dog'?"

"How cruel." The observer couldn't help but sighed, "I have no doubt that this is not a threat but a plan you have already planned."

"Of course not. After all, this result is based on betrayal." Dorota rubbed the small ball of light soothingly, and said in a gentle tone, "More friends are better than more enemies. Besides, our goals are the same, aren't they?"

One earring fell into the palm of her hand, in the shape of an inverted cross, with the end deep red like the blood tears of the angel of mercy crying out of pity for suffering. She silently clenched it, staring at the red and slightly lost in thought.

It was imprinted in her eyes like a blood moon blending into the endless night.

"I'll leave it to you for safekeeping during this period of time."

Dorota still remembered the worry of comforting her friend before she closed her eyes completely. The outline of things blurred into a stretched double image. She fell into darkness, but she did not forget to say goodbye to him in the end.

"Good night."

"I can't contact you after you return to 'Eternal Day'. After all, the imperial capital is full of that person's 'eyes'."

The observer's voice gradually faded away, sneaking into the long night of the 15th District with the wind, and then drifting towards the noisy daytime of the imperial capital.

"I wish you all the best."

And she opened her eyes.

The heavy curtains revealed a slight gap, and at dawn, a small ray of light fell, not very bright, but enough to illuminate the silent young man on the bed, and the cold white wrist shook the heart. Warmth and coldness intersected, melting the fatigue between the man's brows.

The dizziness eroded her reason, her long eyelashes fell like butterflies kissing her face, and the two small light moles under her right eyelid were a heavy stroke of imitation aesthetics. "His" beauty and temperament were as unbridled and aggressive.

"Eternal Day" executive "Night Watch".

- Possessing abilities that even the royal family was jealous of, beauty that roses could not match, and a bad character that was difficult to control.

Eternal Night became Eternal Day because of "him".

The thick black swallowed up the entire bedroom at some point, the dark decorations and backgrounds dissolved into the darkness, the mist filled the air, and those virtual substances blocked all peeping at her. A pair of cold hands gently touched the back of her hand, and she responded to his temptation.

"I'm back."

The dark substance surged and finally condensed into a human figure.

The long black hair brushed past the ankles, and the ends of the hair were almost dyed dark blue, like the deep starry sky. The beautiful eyes only stared at the person in front of him. He was a natural beauty, with a delicate skin attached to the monster, deceiving the vision and then devouring ignorance.

The terrifying monster obediently leaned over and longed for a hug, so as to satisfy the joy of regaining what was lost.

"Space, shield."

The moon-white cloak swayed with his movements, and the black shirt was tightly attached to his body, drawing an extremely thin waistline. The waist chain dragged, complementing the blood-red earrings, and lingering around his low and elegant voice.

"Eyes...see, but can't see."

He tried to piece together a complete sentence with intermittent words. His language was disordered, but Shouye knew what he wanted to say.

He wanted to reassure her that he had isolated those eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work, Uros."

[Infinite Dark Realm] is Uros' ability, which can control most dark matter, such as shadows, and even weirdness. The space he created with darkness is so big that even CEO 'Return to One' cannot enter.

The abyss is his domain.

But this strength comes from the human experiment decades ago. He is the only successful product, a "monster" that combines the awakened and the weird, and an alien that has lost its safe haven.

The most basic language function has also been destroyed.

"I'm fine."

The tentacles that were faintly visible twisted uneasily, but fearing that she would be disgusted, they quickly retracted. The monster lowered its eyes and approached the palm of the young man, like a stray kitten in captivity. Watchman touched his soft hair.

"It's just that I slept too long."

"Has anything happened in the past few days?"

"'Gui Yi', the royal family, Sai, Zhe Shu, Mi... Lai."

"Yi Zi, no, be obedient."

Watchman nodded, "I have to go out."

"I... take it with you."

The darkness faded away, revealing the original appearance of the private house. Uros transformed back to his original form and jumped onto Watchman's shoulder and lay down obediently. He was a cute little jellyfish, and had nothing to do with the word monster. Watchman stood up but did not leave the room. Instead, he took a book from the bookshelf and opened it.

The hot-gold pattern extended to the foot of the page, with black as the background, retro and mysterious, but the inside pages were blank, with papers flying everywhere. Only the page she opened had a black bird with red eyes. It stared at the person holding the book, and a few seconds later it moved and flew out of the world in the book.

The bird made a few low sounds, rubbed the night watcher's fingertips affectionately, and then jumped onto her arm.

Uros, in its original form, tilted its head, and the tentacles that came out of nowhere suddenly knocked the defenseless bird to the ground.

The bird, which had no time to react, stared with its round red eyes, its sharp beak slightly opened, and uttered human language from its throat sac: "Uros, don't go too far!"

How dare you disturb it from being close to its master!

The little jellyfish ignored him and swung its arms and legs unhappily, obviously not liking the deathbird's approach to the night watcher.

The night watcher reached out and rubbed the deathbird's head, comforting its furious mood in time, "Don't make a fuss, we won't meet there again."

The deathbird shook its body in dissatisfaction, but in the end, it didn't say anything and left obediently.

"Let's go."

The night watchman tapped the jellyfish's soft little head from time to time, his tone was light, and the corners of his lips were raised.

"It's time to meet my 'good friends'."