The faint voice echoed through the hallway, like the last desperate cry of an unwilling soul.

The fairy maids who used to laugh and play in the corridors are all gone, and now the Red Devil Pavilion is quiet and terrifying.

It's like a dead city.

And the boy hummed a song and wandered here, stepping on the sun without hesitation, lifting his long hair on his forehead to look at the beautiful scenery outside the window. It seemed that the light was too strong, and the young man couldn't help but squint his eyes and sighed:

"That's nice."

"Let's go to Master, I haven't listened to her teachings for a long time, and I don't know if I can pass or not. ”

Wang Hui turned away without hesitation, and the color of the trench coat seemed to be more vivid than before in the sunlight, so bright that it was as bright as blood scarlet.

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"Master, I'm here. ”

The boy knocked lightly on the door, not paying attention to the answer of the Seven Yao Magicians, and pushed the door in with a smile. The demeanor is elegant and noble, not at all like the previous informality.

"Ah, Master, you're playing a game again. Let's take a look, well, the technology is still the same as always. ”

Wang Yu walked behind Pache very familiarly, different from the seemingly presumptuous but restrained attitude in the past, the young man bent down directly, put his head lightly on Pache Licouli's shoulder, and looked at the monitor.

"Wang Yu, how are you?"

The Seven Yao Magicians sensed something strange from their disciple's body, and turned their heads to examine him suspiciously.

"Be careful!

The gentle-smiling teenager suddenly reminded him, and he didn't care about anything else, so he directly reached out and occupied the mouse and keyboard. Even after turning into a human form, the cold body of the body, which was still much lower than that of ordinary people, surrounded Pache Li's body, causing the Seven Yao Magicians to be stunned for a moment, forgetting what he wanted to say.

Pachouli stared blankly at the young man's serious side face, feeling the force of pressing her fingers and keys together, and opened her mouth to speak, but she panicked so much that she couldn't say anything.

"King You"

"Well, then the characters won't die. ”

The boy straightened up, stared directly into Pache Pacific's amethyst eyes as if he had just done nothing, and bowed his head apologetically.

"It's just that you're going to lose this game, I'm sorry. But I warned you. ”

"Farewell, then, Master. ”

Wang Wei sighed sadly, and reached out to gently close Pache Li's eyes. And the Seven Dawn Magicians have always maintained that sluggish appearance, like a beautiful statue.

And the moment the boy withdrew his palm, the lime color finally spread through the witch's eyes, mercilessly sealing those screams in the stiff shell.

"You are so beautiful, Master. ”

Wang Hao stared at his masterpiece, his eyes were gentle like a gurgling stream, and his dark eyes reflected a faint blue light, as if a ghost fire burning under his eyes.

"Pache Lady, Patchouli, why don't you move? ”

The preoccupied little devil did not realize that her master could no longer manipulate the figure. The little devil, who hadn't seen Pache move for a long time, took off his headphones in confusion and tilted to the left, wanting to confirm the status of the Seven Yao Magicians.

Huh? It looks like something has bitten on my neck, and it's a little itchy.

The girl thought suspiciously, but closed her eyes forever before the thought was finished.

Wang Yu smiled and hooked his fingers back, and the steel wire nailed to the bookshelf behind the little devil was obedient to the point that it was withdrawn by the master with some trepidation, and the little scarlet stained could not keep up with the speed of Glepnir, and he followed the inertia to pull out a thin red line in the air, and finally fell weakly.

The little devil's body was about to fall to the ground, but the boy took the first step to hold him and swing back into his seat. The boy picked up the tumbling object on the ground and gently brushed away the dust from it, as carefully as if he were wiping some treasure.

"Girl, you shouldn't make yourself so sloppy. Especially a beautiful girl like you. You can't just take care of Master and don't pay attention to your image, little devil. ”

The boy returned the object to its owner, and the dark frost made the two inseparable, already incommunicado, once again. Wang Yu patted the little devil's shoulder earnestly, and chattered like a senior.

"You have to remember what I'm telling you, girls have to take care of themselves, you know?"

As if answered, the boy smiled with satisfaction, his smile pure and immaculate.

"Alright, I'll go first. Saki fell asleep at night, and I had to cook for Misuzu. Goodbye, Master, little devil. ”

The witch and her messenger remained motionless, and had no intention of sending him off. The boy didn't care, waved his hand casually, and left the silent library as if it were dead.

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"Really, I'm sleeping again. ”

Bathed in the noon sun, the young man looked at the Chinese lady in front of him who was sleeping peacefully with horse steps, and sighed helplessly.

"Misuzu, Misuzu, wake up, wake up!"

He reached out and grabbed Red Misuzu's shoulder and shook it. But this does nothing to help him at all except to let him understand how solid the basic skills of the Chinese girl are and how stable the next game is.

"That's it!"

The boy tilted his head and thought for a moment, then found a solution. He laughed happily and opened the food box he brought and shook it gently under Red Misuzu's nose. The aroma of the freshly cooked food was captured by the girl's keen sense of smell, which stimulated her consciousness from the darkness.

"It's rice!"

The Chinese lady opened her eyes in an instant, exuding endless majesty like a sleeping dragon. The white hands were like two spirit snakes out of the hole, and they had already snatched the food box before the boy could react, which made the boy couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled again.

"How's it going, Misuzu, is it delicious?"

"Uh-huh!"

Hongmei Suzu, who couldn't even talk to the boy with her mouth, swallowed a piece of meat and nodded busily. But the boy didn't have to ask at all, her appearance of eating like a hungry wolf was enough to explain the problem.