"What a nostalgic and disgusting place......" Ed stood outside the gap and stepped effortlessly into the Starlight - he had finally returned, and no one knew how he had escaped under the watchful eye of the Starlight Court, only now that everyone knew that disaster was coming. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that Ed opened his arms, and those black figures who were already eager to try behind him rushed into it!

These people - not magicians but warriors, Alva frowned deeply as he watched them draw their long knives and slash the students with ease - it wasn't that no one wanted to resist, but they either couldn't pronounce a spell or were robbed of their magic by the people next to them.

Mess!

The shadows trampled on the bodies of the dead, and Eddard laughed madly - it seemed like a terrible slaughter! No one knew what to do, they had to run away, but how could a magician outrun a warrior?

"Damn, the incantation can't be pronounced, you go. Alva was about to make a deep mark on his eyebrows with his knife, and he turned to look at Wendy and said to her, instead going forward.

"No, no, no...... Don't you go over!Alva!" Wendy suddenly understood what her lover wanted to do, her eyes widened in horror, and she wanted to grab his hand, but this time the other party didn't catch it, but shook her hand away, seeing this, Wendy's tears rolled down her eyes, "No...... How can you be so cruel?!"

Hearing her question, Alva knew he didn't have much time, but her appearance still made him loosen his stiff expression, turned his head, and smiled bitterly at her: "Trust me, I'll come back alive - people are waiting for someone to save them, aren't they?" ”

"But can't this person not be you?!" Wendy shouted, but she saw the answer in Alvana's sad eyes, and she almost lost her footing.

"Alva ......" Ingrid stopped as she passed by - the sight was so moving.

"Ingrid...... Ingrid, take her away, quick!" Alva seemed to have seen some savior, and there was a hint of pleading in her always calm and proud voice, which made Ingrid's eyes moisten a little—she couldn't help but take Wendy's hand as Alva said.

"No, no, no, no......" Wendy shook her head desperately, but she was stopped by Ingrid and couldn't move at all - Alva gave her a deep look and walked straight forward.

At the same time, there were people watching this touching scene.

"Oh, Alvar Razor, is that a hero in the freak family, what a hero!" Ed took a few steps forward, "Such a parting image really makes people can't help but really destroy it all!"

Alva walked fast, he was not far away, the magic here was not as chaotic as there was, so he succeeded in summoning the vines - the vines covered with sharp barbs were weapons beyond the sword, and they had already pounced before there was still a distance between the two of them, like snakes with countless sharp teeth!

Ed snorted, avoiding them, even though it left a gap in his clothes.

"Alva, who do you think you can save?" Dodging another menacing attack, Ed stared into Alva's eyes, "Don't you think this place is incorrigible?

Alva's eyes narrowed, his movements making Ed feel his firmness.

"But you can't do anything by doing this—look at ......," Ed sneered.

Alva's face showed pain, and indeed, it didn't really work for him to do this......

Eddard's voice paused, however, as there was a loud shout from the other side.

"Why hold back, warriors!" the voice was enough to cover the whole square, it was so powerful, like the waves of a storm, that it gave rise to an urge to believe—to stop everyone's movements—to see the man standing on the stairs at the end, with deep features, and blue eyes, the true color of the sea, "this is our school!" A school that has never been seen before, which accepts us, which accepts our shortcomings, which cannot be learned by others - it is glorious, and everyone knows it! Think of the aristocracy full of struggle, who have ever felt such an air of freedom!

"We should remember! We fought for such a school, after all, we don't know where we will be when we lose it - fear of sacrifice?! No, you should not worry about all this - sacrifice is honorable, because you stand for justice, because you fight for your glory!

"The act of fighting back is such courage that these people are worthy of their school. Those of us who are still alive can hope that we will not suffer the same fate as those lying on the ground, but we must have the same courage when confronting the enemy. It is not a question of simply estimating merit theoretically. I can say a lot about the merits of defeating the enemy - because it is truly great, and you should love it ((1))!"

The imposing speech seemed to create an overwhelming feeling that made the students feel empowered, and they stopped their steps, turned their heads, and the sanity that had been hidden under their fears returned, and the wisdom resurfaced, and finally they moved forward - they saw the more talented people around them, so they left the opportunity to attack, and they took out the alchemical products they had with them, and they were no longer afraid in the face of all this.

"Very good skill, [Speech of the Pouring of All Beings] - thank you, my friend, Perikles. Fitnay also heard this impassioned words, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, and by this time she was about to walk to the staircase where the flower room was.

The battlefield didn't seem to care about her, and the next thing was hers, and she looked up at the man who walked out of the corridor with heavy steps.

"Long time no see, Professor Tren, or should I call you—Gurrett Haysen—your identity is Hubert's uncle, a traitor to the kingdom of Luther. ”

(1) This passage is adapted from Perikles' "Speech at the Funeral of the Fallen Soldiers" in the History of the Peloponnesian War