"Say whatever you want - as you can see, I have no enmity towards you, for you have done me too much, my friend. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Fitney comforts Alva.

It was dusk, in the deep orange sky, the clouds were also smeared with that moving color, Alva, who had his back to the sky, his face was buried in shadows, and Fitney's face was very clearly reflected in orange-red.

"You also know Wendy's illness at the time." Alva thought for a moment - and chose a better beginning.

"Indeed, that incident was very sad, but luckily nothing happened to Wendy after that." Fitnair remembered the terrible thing, but now that she remembered it, it had been a long time ago—though it had only been a month ago.

"Yes, but her illness didn't start when it rained."

"When did that start?"

"Until then, she had been weak and worried—I was going to die."

"Then you guys are so pitiful, I've heard that people who love each other always have to go through a little test."

"Maybe it's like you said, but I hope I'm the one who suffers."

"This should be a serious matter, what is Wendy's illness?"

"I don't know until now - I'm going to break down then, which is probably why I still have a little sympathy for Rosa...... Well, that's unnecessary words, in short, I was helpless at the time. ”

"What the hell is going on? I think I'm a little confused. ”

"It's Professor Tren - he told me he has a cure for Wendy."

The smile on Fitney's face deepened - she was a good listener, always able to change her expression in accordance with Alva's tone, although it seemed that her expression should not be very changeable: "Professor Tren is really a good person. ”

With that said, it seems that they all have to be grateful to Professor Tren.

But Alva's expression became strange: "But he told me that he had one condition. ”

"And what are his conditions?" Fitney was curious, with some surprise in it, after all, it seemed to her that Tren had never asked for anything.

The sky had completely darkened, and with the help of the lights, they could barely see each other's faces.

"He said he wanted 'Fitney? Freyton is a very talented student, and I would like to see Fertenay join the Nature Society' - I was nervous about this, especially since I am very sorry for your attitude. "But I think he makes a lot of sense now." ”

It would be amazing to say this, and Fitney, who had always respected the professor, couldn't help but be amazed after hearing it: "Then he is still a great prophet?" ”

"Perhaps." Alva said.

Alvar breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing if it was because he had finally spoken out about it, or because the results were very good.

"Well, that's a funny thing, but we can't take it too seriously, can we?" Alva said for fear that Fitney was thinking too much.

"Don't worry, I'll only increase my gratitude to Professor Tren in my heart - if you had spoken to me a month earlier, I might have held a grudge against you." Fettney's words Alva chose to believe it, after all, it seemed that way.

So Alva was relieved to part ways with Fitney, who still needed to see Helis.

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"Tomorrow is the Golden Lantern Festival! I didn't expect you to do that well. As she lay in her hospital bed, she was much better—she could have walked on the ground, and if it hadn't been for Fatney's strong request, she might have jumped out of bed at the Golden Lantern Festival to join in the celebration.

Of course, if it was the first time she had celebrated this celebration, she would have to see it for herself, even if Phytenay said more.

"I just think it's good for you to recover soon." Fitney said as she sat on the edge of her bed.

"I thought, I can't do anything like this......" Helis said with a regretful expression.

Then the two of them only chatted about the content - Helis finally urged Fitney to go back early.

"Goodnight, then." Fitney personally helped Helis cover the quilt, then walked outside, and said to Haylith before turning off the light.

Helis was also sleepy, and after Fitney was gone, she closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

She never had strange dreams again, and its impression seemed to fade from her impression long ago.

At this moment, a black air current, silently rushing out of the corner of the wall, slowly crawled down the iron bed to the bed—burrowing into the forehead of the sleeping woman.

It's very quiet.

As she walked along the road, she was familiar with the darkness - there was no expression on her face, joy, sadness, tenderness, sorrow, everything.

All the way back to the school building, she went straight back to her room, where she didn't pay much attention to the flower room these days - she paid less attention to it at this time.

"What a sad way you look at this time...... Why? Because tomorrow there is a big war? Listen to me, I think you can give them a perfect speech, why bother with so much intrigues? Even if you are my master, it is still difficult for me to imagine these ......" At this moment, a voice appeared behind Fitney, following her.

No one else could see him—his figure was hidden in the darkness, just like Fitney.

"It's not a fair and pretty place - it's very different from what you might think. I hope you understand me, and I will give you ample opportunity to show your powerful talents. Fitney said to the new summoner, reverting to that somewhat haughty posture, "After all, it would be too incomprehensible for you to think that a woman has such political power. ”

"Oh, that's true, but I need to understand this after all - well, I have one more thing." The voice continued, "The enemy has appeared, and they are ready for anything - and of course, so are we. ”

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On the day of the Golden Lantern Festival.

The weather was bright, the air was filled with the book's depictions of freedom or happiness, and Starlight's students got up early in the morning, put on their best clothes, and walked downstairs.

Calendula is in full bloom.