The narrow staircase leads down into the darkness with no end in sight. It's the same road, why does it feel so long when you go downstairs, maybe it's a psychological effect, Al thought.

After coming out of Professor Russell's room, Al had been restless and his appetite had lost most of his appetite, until he reached the second floor of the castle when he heard a sobbing sound coming from a room, and his chaotic thoughts were interrupted.

"Brother Al, why don't you leave?" Snow looked at Al who had stopped, a little puzzled, thinking that he was still worried about what the professor said just now, "Don't worry, maybe it's really Professor Russell who remembered, I'll help you go to Department A tomorrow to inquire, the young ladies there are very good, and they will definitely help." ”

"It's not because of this, Snow, did you hear a cry coming from somewhere?" Al lowered his voice and looked around for the source of the cry.

After spending an afternoon with this empathetic classmate and little brother, they have become familiar with each other, and Al also likes this new friend, although Snow looks like a little prince and gives people a sense of dignity and unapproachability, but in reality they are friendly and easy-going.

"Yes, Brother Al, don't scare me. Snow subconsciously shrunk his neck, "I don't believe in those ghost legends in the East. ”

"I don't believe it either, but there are people crying. Al pointed to the innermost room on the second floor of the castle and swore solemnly, "Look, it looks like the sound came from there." ”

In the direction Al was pointing, there was a closed white lacquered door at the end of the hallway, and the crystal chandelier hung down from the ceiling like a waterfall, and it was clear that the door seemed to be a little different, and above the door was a golden room number plate marked with a black "0" on it, and in the center of the door hung a framed handmade painting, which could vaguely be seen depicting two little girls running hand in hand in an endless lavender field.

"Room Zero. After seeing the room Al was referring to, Snow pulled Al by the sleeve and whispered, "How come? That's Sister Michael's room, is Sister Micah crying?"

At the same time, Snow's eyes turned white again, just as he had been when he drove the white elk in the afternoon.

"Snow, what are you doing here?" Al looked at Snow's slowly hollow eyes, and had some questions. "Did you find anything?"

"Brother El, wait a minute, I'm going to see what's going on with Sister Michael. ”

As the two were talking, the staccato crying slowly stopped.

The entire second floor of the castle became quiet in an instant, only the sound of pedestrians passing downstairs was heard, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen. Immediately afterwards, the copper wire connecting the crystal chandelier fused silently, and the light went out instantly, and the corner of room zero immediately became gray.

A wave of hot air spread against the ground on the second floor of the castle, and at first Al thought it was his own delusion, until the unhealed wound on his body came with bursts of pain like being roasted by fire, and Al realized that the temperature around him was rapidly rising. Apparently the source of all this was the mysterious room, behind which was locked what appeared to be a mass of magma from the underground's core, bursting with fiery flame vapor.

Feeling the sudden heat, Snow suddenly changed color, and the casting of the ability "Spiritual Thought" was also disrupted, as if he saw some blue-faced and fanged demon emerging from a grave in the wilderness. Snow's body trembled a little from panic, and he pulled Al's arm hard to escape from this place, but even Al was pulled and beaten by his slightly immature little hand.

"What the hell is going on?" Al was dragged down the stairs by Snow, his face flushed with heat, and fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead. "Are you sure there's a person in that room?"

"Brother El, don't ask, let's go. Snow was short of breath, "It's dangerous right now. ”

Al realized that something was unusual and didn't ask any further.

The stone spiral staircase was filled with the sound of the footsteps of two men, but Al felt the temperature in the hallway behind him continue to rise. When he subconsciously looked back, he found that the wool carpet painted with the anagram pattern had been distorted by the heat, and even the oil paintings on the walls were melting and dripping.

The two of them did not stop along the way, and went straight to the restaurant located outside the castle at the junction of the A and D series, and the restaurant environment with clear windows and the service staff who walked back and forth finally let them take a breather. Silver cutlery neatly sits on either side of the bone china dinner plate, and the printed blue tablecloth is adorned with elaborate "D" enamel ornaments, which are illuminated.

Snow did not choose to dine in the middle of the circular dining room, but chose to sit next to a green tree by the window, and it was not yet time for a formal meal, so there were very few people in the dining room, only a few people in teacher uniforms and white research uniforms dining.

"Snow, what the hell was going on?" Al pulled out a chair with a backrest and asked impatiently before he could sit down, "Is it true that you said there was a girl in that weird room?"

"That's Sister Michael's room, it should have been her mood fluctuating again" Snow glanced at the entrance to the castle outside the restaurant with trepidation, "Every time Sister Michael's mood changes strongly, that happens, but it's okay, it'll be fine after a while." ”

"Oh, by the way, you don't know who Sister Micah is, she is a second-year student of the D department, our senior sister, and she is also an anomaly. Snow added.

"Stranger, could it be that the high temperature just now is ......"

"Yes, it's Sister Michael's ability. Snow put his arm on the table and said solemnly, "It's 'Blazing' number 9 in the ability sequence." But I haven't really seen it, and according to the data, it's a berserk ability that can manipulate fire. ”

"What do you mean by berserk abilities? Is there a rule in the order of ability sequences?" Al couldn't help but suspect that the academy had gone to great lengths to collect various ability records on the continent and then sort them, apparently having their own set of theories.

"Brother Al, you are so good, you guessed it. The higher the ability in the ability sequence, the more furious and difficult it is to control. Snow's answer confirmed Al's suspicions, and then he sighed thoughtfully, a look of deep sympathy on his porcelain doll-like face, "I have rarely had the opportunity to meet Sister Micah, but I think she is very pitiful. ”

"Some people may think that having a special ability is a great thing, just like a child without sugar will always think that a child with sugar is happy, but they don't know that those children they envy may be sugar-coated licorice tablets. Snow's words reveal maturity that is not commensurate with his age.

For a moment, Al felt that the little boy in front of him had the air of an adult, until Snow told Al that what he had just said was what Professor Russell had told him earlier, and Al was relieved.

"Sister Micah is actually very lonely, and she is very eager to walk around the outside world in beautiful clothes like a normal girl. But she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control her abilities and hurt others, so she locked herself in the academy's special adiabatic room almost all day. Snow looked down and fiddled with a petal that fell from the top of the greenery.

"I really want to help Sister Micha, so every day I use my ability to chat with her through consciousness, Sister Michael was originally a very cheerful girl, she also likes me, and talks to me a lot. Snow said with tears in his eyes, and it fell on the blue tablecloth, and the light blue suddenly turned into a dark blue. "But since the last time Sister Micah's ability couldn't control her ability and accidentally injured me, she didn't want me to talk to her anymore, just guarding the window every day in a daze, alone. She blamed herself for a while, and I could feel it. It's also because of this that many sisters in the academy call her a 'female monster', and I don't want everyone to have conflicts because of me, I'm really sad. ”

Al didn't interrupt the little boy, he could feel the sadness and pain that Snow felt from the bottom of his heart. Once upon a time, he was ostracized and isolated by his friends like the girl in Snow's mouth. But fate is always so wonderful, bringing together people who also have unfortunate experiences from all over the world.

"Snow, as Adepts, we are not qualified to choose fate, we are all people who are manipulated by fate. I'm afraid that the 'Stranger' is an outlier in the eyes of most ordinary people, and it is already very strong to be able to survive in the eyes of contempt. Listening to Snow talk about the girl locked up in Room Zero, Al suddenly felt some empathy. I don't know where such a sentence came from, maybe I heard it in Uncle Paul's "Life Lecture Class" every night, he didn't understand what it meant, he just thought it was more appropriate to say it now.

"I don't know the girl you're talking about, but I think she's strong. Ayr paused, "At least I'm stronger than the one in Nack Town." ”

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the hazy sound of the bell spreads out from the bell tower again, which is the sound of the students of the academy eating.

Outside the window of the dining hall is a green space, and you can clearly see the adjacent "mountain" shaped teaching building in the teaching area of Department A, which is about six or seven floors, and it is magnificent. Through the carved windows, you can see the shadows of students squeezing out of the classrooms and flocking to the brightly lit cafeteria nearby.

After ten minutes, the number of students who came to eat in the cafeteria gradually increased, some wearing A-shaped metal badges, representing students from the A department, and of course, there were also students wearing B-shaped and C-shaped badges, but relatively few.

At the glass door of the dining room, a noisy scream of girls attracts the attention of Al, who is eating. Al was chewing foie gras with sauce in his mouth and chatting with Snow about interesting things in the academy, and casually glanced back at the crowd at the entrance of the restaurant, and a familiar figure broke into his sight.

"How is he?!"