Now it was Char's turn to be surprised.
"I know I may have some of her perfume on me, but how on earth can you tell that it's Diris's?"
"Is this the legendary sixth sense that belongs only to women?"
"It's a pity that I don't have that ability. As far as I know, divination skills are extremely rare even among time-based pets."
Airola reached out her hand without changing her expression and helped Char straighten his crooked collar.
"I just feel that if there is an opponent in Saint Laurent College who has a 1% chance of posing a threat to me, then she can only be President Diris."
"The confidence of the most beautiful girl in Saint Laurent Academy!"
Char gave a thumbs up, but noticed that the atmosphere around him did not seem to ease up at all because of his praise.
"In fact, the president found me on the train and wanted to force me to take a make-up exam and attend some social dinner for the aristocrats in the academy, but I cleverly slipped away."
...
...
"I'm telling the truth, Xiao Ai, you have to believe me."
"Of course I believe you." Airola tilted her head, her long golden hair falling to one side: "Xia Ya, what are you explaining to yourself?"
Char felt a little sweaty for the first time in a long time.
So he decided to use his ultimate trump card.
"Yingyingying! (Big sister! Long time no see!)"
"Chichi...Chichi! (Big sister...Big sister, long time no see!)"
As the object of the contract with Char's soul.
The little golden monkey and little snow ferret that appeared on Char's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, started to act cute as soon as they appeared.
Facts have proven that this trick is indeed very effective.
Although Airola's pale face remained calm, the air around them was noticeably more relaxed.
"Long time no see, Silver."
She reached out and rubbed the little ferret's head, then looked at Shanshan who was standing beside her.
"Have you finally completed your pregnancy?"
“Chirp!”
Shanshan nodded excitedly.
Although strictly speaking, it was only born a little over a week ago, but in the form of a "Sealing Stone", it has been with Char for several years.
Although the Sealed Stone Monkey in the Sealed Stone form has almost no ability to move, it still retains its perception of the outside world.
Therefore, Shanshan is no stranger to Airola.
To be honest, this person is the real big sister.
She is the big sister who reigns supreme over the big sister Yin.
After teasing Silver and Shanshan for a while, Airola looked at Char again with her beautiful sky blue eyes.
She leaned over and whispered in Xia's ear: "We have found some traces of what happened back then."
"According to the clues provided by the Shadow Council—"
"Eight years ago, a letter was secretly sent from a noble mansion in the imperial capital."
"We passed through the Theocracy and finally arrived at a lost kingdom somewhere in the desolate land."
"Seven days after the receipt of that letter, Ceylon fell."
Ceylon is the name of a place.
At least, it used to be.
It was a border city located in the northernmost part of the empire, on the permafrost ice field.
Although it is not very rich, it is also a home where hundreds of thousands of northern residents live and work in peace and contentment.
But eight years ago, a catastrophe that is still shrouded in mystery even today turned Ceylon into a thing of the past.
Char, Aira, and Silver——
Perhaps they are the last survivors of that ice field.
Char stared at the ceiling of the dormitory in front of him: "What rating did the Shadow Council give to this intelligence?"
"The Evening Bell of the Saints"
Char nodded.
The Shadow Council is the most prestigious secret organization in the Western Continent. It started out with intelligence trading and is involved in various gray industries such as mercenary missions and the black market.
Its status in the secret world is in no way inferior to that of the Holy See and the Foresta Empire in the surface world. It is a veritable behemoth in the gray world.
The "Saints' Evening Bell" is the second tier of intelligence levels classified by the Shadow Council.
This means that the content of the intelligence directly or indirectly involves the legend, or the lost king with equal combat power.
Second only to the first tier, it represents the "Angel of Death" which involves demigod-level power.
Xia was silent for a moment. Then he sat up from the bed and waved his hand indifferently: "No matter what, at least we have a clue and a direction."
"As for whether it is the Angel of Death or the Evening Bell of the Saint, it has nothing to do with us now."
"When a man is killed, he dies; when a man is killed, he dies; but when he is killed, he dies."
"Xiao Ai, you should be not far from the Third Ring Road, right?"
"Um."
Airola nodded and looked at Xia calmly with her ice-blue eyes: "Maybe it will be within these two months."
"I'm almost there, so let's make breaking through the third ring our primary goal."
Char placed a pillow on the back of the bed, stretched comfortably, and grabbed the little snow ferret to use as a pillow. "Also, we need to find a way to save enough money to buy some better fire-type extraordinary materials to serve as a fire source and complete that damn Amaterasu."
“Everything costs money... If I had known, I wouldn’t have been so eager to create Amaterasu. It’s so painful to be able to see it but not use it. It reminds me of some of those rip-off pay-to-win mobile games.”
"Hmm~"
The little ferret, who was being held in his arms and used as a pillow, protested.
But when he thought about having to empty his master's treasury to replenish his beloved Amaterasu, Gin's protests became much weaker.
boom--
Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, followed by flames rising into the sky in the distance.
The windows were shattered by the huge shock wave, and glass fragments mixed with dust fell down.
What followed was countless panicked shouts and hurried footsteps.
"Run! Run!"
"Help, I'm on fire, help me put it out... I'm asking you to help me put out the fire! Not to let your Dada duck use a high-pressure water gun on me!"
"Senior, your blue-winged giant eagle can fly, right? Take me with you!"
"If a woman is on the bus, the man will be strong. If you are a man, then get out of here. I am in a hurry to rescue my schoolmates in the girls' dormitory area."
"Don't squeeze me! My slime breast pads are about to be squeezed off!"
…
Apparently, the Saint Laurent Institute is also pretty flat today.
Char put the little ferret on his ears to act as noise-canceling headphones, while continuing to think about his own money-making business.
It seems necessary to plagiarize another work from my previous life and take it to the Royal Book Society to earn money.
Should I choose "The Revenge of Hammerlot, Prince of the Dragon" or "A Million Rhine Gold Coins"?
"So, you're not running?"
There was a hint of helplessness in Airola's cold voice.
"Why are you running?"
"Anyway, either a dean's pet king ran wild and out of control, or the artificial pet project of the Mechanical College was contaminated by the star realm, or the magic furnace core of the Alchemy College exploded again."
"Otherwise, it's just that some illegal gang is going crazy again and wants to show off their presence."
Char stroked the hair on Gin's head and changed himself into a comfortable sleeping position: "Anyway, I'm tired after sitting on the train for three days."
"Let me lie down for a while, and use sleep to escape our poor reality."
Now that you have set foot in the extraordinary world, you must be prepared to be disturbed by extraordinary events at all times. Being able to fall asleep amidst noisy noises is a compulsory course for every Beastmaster.
At this moment, the door of the dormitory was suddenly split open.
A thug covered in a black robe, holding a steel sickle in both hands, who looked like an outlaw, broke in.
He looked at Char, who was slumped on the bed as if his body was hollowed out, and Airola, who was sitting on the bedside table.
As if he had thought of something, the thug's eyes narrowed slightly: "Two students who haven't even grown all their hair yet dare to do such a shameful thing..."
"The empire today is truly in decline, morals have fallen, and it has long since become rotten to the point of being ugly."
"Such sins will be cleansed by the black flame punishment sent down by my Lord, the God of Ashes..."
The thug's words were barely out.
He suddenly saw the listless boy who had been in low spirits before suddenly stood up.
He sat up in shock from his dying illness.
Then, the other party stared at him with a look that was difficult for the thug to understand.
"You said...you are the Order of Ashes?"
The corners of Char's mouth curled up.
The faint green light flickering in those dark pupils reminded the thugs of a pack of hungry wolves in the wilderness.
"The Ash Cult that believes in the Lord of Black Flame and Ashes, and whose doctrine is to burn all heretics in the world to ashes with the flames of God?"
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