Not...... Not......

Opening her eyes, Ali looked at the rune clock hanging on the wall—it was already eight o'clock. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Myself...... I've missed my morning workout.

It's been a long time since I've had such a situation, and it's been a long time since I've been practicing Wuji Kendo with my master.

It seems like...... It's because of a nightmare.

In the nightmare, a person is constantly swallowed by a black fog that cannot be seen clearly, and he can only watch dryly, but he can't make a sound.

Yes...... My heart is so messy.

Ali rubbed her little head, touched the headband next to her, and tied her hair up.

This does not bode well for the emphasis on practice, perseverance, and the calmness of the Infinite Kendo.

Dragging her somewhat heavy head to her feet, Ali couldn't help but touch the strange symbol on her chest.

Sure enough, that feeling is still there.

It felt like I had lost something.

Whether it came from the mark on her chest or from her own heart, Ali no longer knew it.

As for the source of this imprint, for some reason, Ali doesn't want to pursue it anymore.

Click!

"That guy...... Haven't you come back yet?"

Pushing open the door and looking at the empty leather sofa in the living room, Ali whispered that there should usually be a person sitting on the sofa with a copy of the General History of Valoran.

"Really, this guy doesn't want rent. ”

Looking at the four bags of runestones on the table, Ali said

The man hadn't come back since the Great Barrier had a strange sight a month ago.

It's not just that he didn't come back, it's like the whole person has been completely erased from this world, and no sound comes out at all, even the rumors of the nightmare time before are completely gone.

Wow, wow, wow.

The solid wood staircase reassured reassuringly, and little by little, Ali walked up the stairs to the dining room.

Whether it is his mentor Rui Wen or his own master, or even Yasuo, who has occasionally met at night recently, is very secretive about this topic, although the rhetoric is different, but there is only one central meaning.

"It's best not to ask. ”

Click.

Pushing open the door of the dining room, there are still light and simple meals on the dining table.

"Wake up so late, aren't you feeling well?"

Evie was undressing her apron and sitting across from the table.

"Nothing...... It's just a little tired. ”

Picking up the bowl in front of her and taking a sip of the soup inside, Ali said.

Not...... The light taste is just right for Ali, who was born in Ionia.

Within a month of Lines' disappearance, the Blademaster left Ali with extra runestones to buy food, and Evie took on the role of chef.

It's hard to imagine that the Ionians and Noxians would live so peacefully under one roof and sit at a dining table.

This guy doesn't seem to want to be as bad as other Noxians.

While taking a bite of the radish side dish in front of her, Ali thought about it.

"By the way, about Ryan...... Landlord, do you have any news?"

Well?

Seeing Evie looking out the window, as if she was just asking casually, Ali felt a sense of vigilance rise in her heart for some reason.

"No, why do you care so much about him?"

"I didn't ...... It's okay, just talk about it. ”

was asked by Ali like this, and Evie's face was also a little red.

"You asked yesterday morning, too. ”

"It's all right...... You don't always inquire yourself. ”

Not......

The two girls involuntarily remained silent.

None of them seem to want to continue the topic.

What the hell is going on, why do you always think about that guy intentionally or unintentionally?

Thinking so, Evie finished her breakfast in two bites, picked up her schoolbag and walked out of the villa - she was not just satisfied with the luxury of platinum, she was the one who wanted to be a 'hero'.

Although the horrific scene of a month ago almost made people think that the end was coming, after everyone passed peacefully, the unique gossip spirit of those War College people played a role again.

Cults, Ancient Magical Remnants, Mysterious Nash Clans, or is it true that some monster from an unknown world has invaded Valoran, as some small newspapers say?

It's stupid.

Evie said in her heart.

All sorts of forces are trying to portray things as they want them to be, the first few are somewhat grounded, and the last one is a monster from an unknown world, it's just nonsense.

But not everyone found this as boring as Evie, at least the people in the War College teahouse kept drinking these unreliable things as talking points and leisurely afternoon tea.

Is it better to be heartless and unmotivated, or to be optimistic?

……

"Due to the collapse of the Rune Line in Aid Piltover, the library has been closed, and students who want to borrow books can go to the reading room in Building 4......"

Haven't you fixed it yet?

Looking at the library in front of her, where the door was closed and the rune synthesis sound was playing, Evie kicked the obsidian door with some dissatisfaction.

There is no place for the reading room in Library No. 4!

Is it really as rumored that the Academy's library system is overloaded to supply Piltoverwolf's Mercury cannon in order to subdue the giant monsters from other spaces?

How can it be.

As she said this, Evie was about to turn around when she suddenly saw a blonde-haired girl sitting on a bench in front of the library.

Blonde hair, typical of Demacia.

Under normal circumstances, Evie would not want to have anything to do with these people.

But this was the sixth time in a row that Evie had seen the girl on a bench in front of the library.

Every time she sat there, although she couldn't see her face, Evie always felt a strange aura emanating from her.

"Hey, what are you doing here? The library is no longer working. ”

Finally, Evie couldn't help it and stepped forward to ask.

The girl slowly turned her head and looked at Evie, whose lake-blue eyes made Evie suffocate - among the Demacians with the overall hard lines, there were few girls who looked like dolls.

And in that look, there was a unique sadness, which made the girl look like an artist's picture full of connotation, and people couldn't help but want to understand her troubles and solve her problems, even a falcon-like bird of prey on top of her head looked like she was fascinated by her.

Finally, after a moment of silence, the girl spoke slowly.

"I'm ...... Wait for someone ......"

"A man who promised to come to me. ”