On a rainy day, there was only the sound of rain falling, and when the rain fell, it was like a mist - drawing white and needle-like traces in the gray sky, and rolling up a fog that could not be dispersed when it fell to the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoOn the ground, a statue of a snakehead with a wide mouth was built on the ground, and the rain poured into its mouth, and the rain continued to fall for a long time, and then overflowed, rolling up to the shoes of the students who were stepping on the black stone ground.

Haylith was holding a black umbrella and walking in a hurry, most classes had just ended, and there were many people walking around the campus at this time. Like many people around me - my fingertips are cold.

She walked on, even though it was not yet dark, and her vision was gray in the rainy day—through the crowd she suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure—walking in the rain like everyone else, and the man with his eyes wrapped in strips of cloth looked very lonely in the rain.

Helis was silent for a moment, lowered her head, and quickened her pace.

She passed by the man—Hubert did not say a word—and the other did not notice her, and continued on without any change in his expression, and in an instant the two passed by.

Helis eventually disappeared into the door of the library not far away.

At this point, Hubert stopped.

Let the people pass by, like a river that has nothing to do with him, each bowing his head forward, only he slowly and stiffly looked up, looking at the sky so heavy that it could not be seen through, and the last trace of warmth retained in his body dissipated.

Hubert saw a bird spread its wings in the air and circled past a window in the library's white tower.

"It's been raining for days, it's weird. Standing in front of the window, Helis put her hand on the cold, vine-carved glass window, and couldn't help but say when she saw a bird passing by the window.

Fettnay sat at a table not far behind her—a special area of the library, several dark brown tables placed in front of a fireplace lit in such a special way as alchemical props, so that it was surrounded by orange light—Fettnay was draped in an old blanket, white blonde hair draped behind him, and in front of him lay several thick books that had been opened, and a few that were simply piled up in the front of them, and a large glass of hot milk on the table.

"It's a bit out of the ordinary. Fitney said.

"Well, I thought I could find a place to play with you, why do you always sit at your desk at such a young age, like those old professors—not to mention that great magicians often walk in the mountains and forests!"

Fitney didn't speak, she couldn't help but admit it, but for herself, scholarship was the only thing she could do.

"Heck, how can students who are going to take the concept class this semester know the joy of reading?" Chris said quietly, as usual.

After Helis returned to Starlight, she seemed to take Chris's place next to Fitney, and her chances of appearing were much less than before, but occasionally such appearances were also easy to cause Helis's dissatisfaction.

"Don't go too far!" said Helis frowned.

Chris ignored Helis, curled the corners of his mouth, pulled a chair from under the table beside Fitney, sat down, smoothed the folds on his skirt, and looked like a cat straightening its fur: "Will Lornay go to Lezelt next week?"

"There's something next week. Fitney refused.

"Next week is a gathering of the Nature Society!" said Helis as she walked out, very seriously.

Chris showed a surprised expression: "Lornay joined the Nature Society, I thought you weren't interested in the Society at all!"

"The Nature Club is the best club," Helis said without thinking, with a hint of smugness in her tone, "What's more, Luo Nai decided a few days ago, you really don't care." ”

"Oh, there's something left Starlight these days," Chris smiled, looking up at Helis's thoughtful gaze, "Don't say that lightly, Helis - maybe there are a few people from the Mystic Society here?" ”

Fitney's joining the Nature Society wasn't entirely a personal opinion, and sometimes she didn't want to care about the Society.

With the existence of societies comes the competition that accompanies them, and the mystical societies are another topic.

"The Mystery Society, founded by the Legrande family, has been in the upper hand for the last few years, and is that why Alva asked Lornay to join the Nature Society? "Chris makes Fitney feel a deepening of cognition every time.

Chris, the cat-like girl, seems to have a strange and deep understanding of Starlight.

However, Fitney did not agree with her - she knew almost no other magicians, even if it was caused by her own discipleship of Letta, who had not belonged to any of the societies when she was a student.

"Your heart is so dark. Helis said unceremoniously to Chris, "Fitney is a hunter in the woods, and the Nature Society is more suitable for her to know other magicians, rather than intersecting with strange characters like you." ”

Helis's original intention was very clear, and Fitney had already guessed it, but until now she hadn't figured out why Alva insisted on letting herself join the Nature Society.

Is it really because of the problems between the societies, so why is the Mystery Society opposed to the Nature Society?

"The people of the Mystic Society have been in favor of 'killing Elendia' lately. Chris saw Fitney's confusion and curled the corners of his mouth with a leisurely expression.

Ironia is the belief of most people—Chris's words raised a subtle feeling in Fitney's heart.

"Shut up, Chris, you're used to doubting other people's minds, don't bring Lornay in!" Helis looked at Chris's eyes with fire in her eyes, and in her opinion Chris didn't believe anything he said.

"Helice, you will one day lose something precious because of your integrity. "How could Chris care about Helis's warning?" she moved her finger and chuckled, "If Lornay is impatient, he can quit at any time......

"Chris!" Helis almost screamed, clenching her fists.

Fitney patted Helis on the arm to silence her, then turned to look at Chris, "Do you smell any wind?" ”

"Haha, Lornay is really a good person. Indeed," Chris propped himself on the table with his elbows, "and from what I heard, Wendy seems to have a bad cold and is now confined to bed." ”