At midnight, there was no one in the empty streets of the Imperial Military Academy, and the broken street lamps and sculptures had not yet had time to be repaired, and it was estimated that it would be the next day.

"Max, what do you mean by that?" Al's left arm was tense and ready to strike, he couldn't afford to be a lamb to the slaughter in the hands of others, but what made him incomprehensible was why the man who had saved him in the first place was baring his fangs at this moment.

A rootless leaf slowly drifts into the mire, and there are no pedestrians nearby, even if he is shot, no one knows, so Al tells himself to stay calm.

"Tell me where that armband came from, now. Max's speech was not fast, but it made people shudder.

"Are you still struggling with this? I really don't understand what happened to the people of your Holy Church, there are so many important things to do and want to ask me about the origin of this armband. ”

"What I'm doing now is what matters," Max whispered, "Al, please answer me, it's important to me. ”

Al stared at Max for a moment, then he ripped off the sleeve of his left arm, revealing the red arm along with the mysterious armband.

"You can see it if you want, as for its origin, I tell you that I really don't know, I only know that it was customized for me by my uncle in Nak Town. ”

"Do you know who wrote on the armband?" Max continued.

Al shook his head, he really didn't understand, Uncle Paul just told Al that the armband was purchased from a small local church, and the others Al didn't know anything, and Uncle Paul didn't say a word.

Max hesitated for a moment, his eyes a little erratic, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Max put away his pistol again and took out the cross again to heal Al.

"Max, what are you doing, why did you start treating me again after forcing me to ask me?" Al was completely confused, "I really don't know what you're thinking." ”

"Al, I want you to promise me one thing, you must not disclose any information about this armband to outsiders," Max looked at Al sincerely, "especially outside the Imperial Military Academy, the people of the Holy Church. ”

"Why, is there any secret in this armband?"

"Just promise me, it's not good for you to know more, trust me. Small dots of warm green light poured into Al's limbs, and the feeling of weakness was rapidly recovering.

Looking at Al's half-believing expression, Max said, "I'm doing it for your good." ”

"Everybody around me says that, but it's really bad to be kept in the dark. Al retorted.

"One day you will understand that the people who care about you care about you care about you all the time, and the people who want to harm you also think about you all the time. ”

"Are you one of those who care about me, or are you one who wants to harm me?" Al replied tentatively.

"What do you think?" said a warm smile on Max's face, a smile that El had seen before, when he first met Max.

Ten minutes later, when the rain had died down, Max stood up and withdrew the cross in his hand.

"Max, can you tell me what kind of organization the Holy Church is?" asked Al solemnly.

"Don't be interested in anything in the church, this is my advice to you. Max stretched his hand high, and only a few drops of rain fell from his outstretched palm.

Max took off his hood and looked like a well-educated descendant of an aristocracy.

"Brother Al, Brother Al!" someone in the distance was shouting Al's name, his voice immature but anxious.

A thin figure in a raincoat nimbly avoided the stagnant water on the ground and ran over, not even having time to change out of the dress for the party.

"Brother Al, why did you get here!" Snow shouted overjoyed at the sight of Al, "Professor Russell and I can't find you anywhere, and we're all in a hurry." ”

"Snow, how did you find here? The guys at the intersection didn't stop you?" Al straightened his clothes to make himself look less embarrassed.

"No, the two brothers are very nice, but they told me that you came from the center of the B-department teaching area," Snow said and was about to pick up Al who was sitting in the corner, "Brother El, are you injured?"

"It's okay, it's already—" Al turned to Max, who knew that Max had already left, but no one saw his back.

"Hmm, Brother Al, what do you want to say?"

"Nothing, nothing, let's go, it's too cold in here, don't keep Professor Russell waiting. Al found that he didn't have the slightest discomfort in his body, and couldn't help but feel the magic of the healing technique, he took Snow's hand and prepared to walk back.

"Oh," Snow replied, his big eyes looking out into the chaos ahead, "Brother Al, what's going on here?"

"Don't ask about adults, children. Al didn't bother to explain to a little kid.

The long-lost moon peeked out of the cracks in the clouds, and the moon shadow was reflected in the water on the ground.

After Al and the others left, Newcastle walked around the corner, looked at the silver cross in his hand, and then looked in the direction of Al leaving, standing alone in the shadows of the building.

A flock of foraging seabirds flew in the sky, looking down alarmingly at the devastated ground, where there was no one but a clutter of debris.

The whistles of the steamers on the blue sea came and went, and the rainstorm of last night left the boatmen with their fishing goals unaccomplished, so the harbor of Truf was busy before it was full of dawn today, and the seafarers turned the first gear of the Imperial machine.

Douglas stayed up all night, from midnight to early in the morning, there were constant messages from the Information Department, and the conference table was cluttered with report sheets, but there was no trace of fatigue on his face.

After Douglas had finished reading the last report, the first rays of the sun shone in through the window, which was ajar and cooled in the humid air.

According to the director of the Academy's archives, the stolen items included a top-secret document signed by the Academy and the Imperial Family, as well as a gold Imperial Knight Medal, which belonged to the first president of the Imperial Military Academy.

A series of rapid knocks on the door stimulated people's cold nerves, especially those who stayed up late.

"Come in. ”

"Douglas, I need an explanation!" Elizabeth walked in menacingly, dressed in a tracksuit.

"Oh, Director Elizabeth," Douglas looked up symbolically, "is there anything going on so early?"

"What the hell happened in the academy last night, why didn't you inform us?" Elizabeth must have just finished her morning workout, and there were beads of sweat on her face, and you could tell that her skin was well maintained.

"It's nothing, it's just training. ”

"Training, why did I see that Portis had just come out of the school hospital, and she said someone was hurt?" Elizabeth was unrelenting, her long hair was slightly curly, and she still had the beauty of a mature woman even though she didn't wear makeup.

"Elizabeth, did last night's freshman party go well?"

"Don't digress from the conversation! Why didn't you attend, have you been planning what happened last night?"

"Elizabeth, this is not within your purview. Douglas's response was unequivocal.

"You..."

"Well, don't talk about it anymore," Douglas said, putting the report in his drawer, "by the way, Noranto, I say hello to you." Douglas touched the stubble on his chin, it was a little long.

"He... Is he okay?" Elizabeth's tone softened suddenly, and her eyes sparkled.

"Well, he's fine, I guess he'll be back in a few days," Douglas didn't look Elizabeth in the eye, "you go out first, there are some things you still don't know, I'm tired and want to rest for a while." ”

Elizabeth stared at Douglas for a long time, and finally Douglas did not look up at her, Elizabeth did not continue to question Glass as if she sensed something, she quietly pushed the door and left.

Elizabeth's eyes were dark, and from what she knew about Douglas, it was clear that he was lying, because he inadvertently touched his chin with his finger every time he lied.

Douglas let out a long sigh, maybe this would make his heart feel better, he had never been a delicate person, otherwise he would not have become a "tyrant" in other people's mouths.

As the number of students outside the administration building grew louder and louder, Douglas closed the curtains and walked over to the Imperial Military Academy badge hanging on the wall, his fingers pressing on the badge and gently pushing it into the wall.

In the next second, the unthinkable happened, the sound of gear clashing came from the wall, and a secret door slowly opened automatically, and there was a room hidden here, the layout of which was almost exactly the same as the basement of the archives.

Douglas took off his trench coat and hung it aside, and he walked inside, the secret door slowly closing behind him.

When Maggie pushed open the door of the fighting dojo, he was really shocked by the sight in front of him, the fighting doll's body was covered in scars, as if it had been eroded by some corrosive liquid, and it was completely broken. There were five of them from the entrance to the innermost part of the dojo, and the degree of damage varied.

Maggie walked to the end of the fighting dojo full of doubts, and a knife that fell to the ground caught his attention, the black blade and hilt, it was Li Shiyi's black knife.

"How could Chairman Li's knife be here?"

Maggie reached for the knife, and the moment it touched the scabbard, he regretted it, and a wave of scorching air emanated from the blade and rushed towards him, the degree of scorching heat that threatened to burn a man's soul.

"Something!" Maggie screamed, her fingers flicking away like lightning.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the nearby swimming pool, which was where they usually washed and rested after training.

"Who's where?" said Maggie, seeing that no one answered, and tiptoed over.

When Maggie pushed open the bathroom door, he was stunned, and the scene in front of him was shocking.

Li Shiyi was lying at the bottom of the pool, as if he had fainted, and as if he was asleep, and his clothes were as if they had been burned by a fire. This is not the point, the point is that the water in the pool where Li Shiyi is located has evaporated, leaving only some small puddles of uneven places with curling water vapor.