October 5, 527 at 19:05 in the Magic Calendar

Everyone was here, including the King and the Magic King. The dean cleared his throat: "I have sent someone to find out, Liu Quanshui's family, his parents, and a two-year-old child are all missing. According to the injuries of our students, one thing has been identified, which is an evil act that robs people's magical powers, and the murder weapon is this hyena glove. The dean took out the wooden box and opened it and placed it on the conference table.

"This glove is a magic tool from the Peony Kingdom, so I believe that Chao Yan ordered a large number of magic tools from Peony, and the appearance of this glove this time is likely to be an experiment."

The king was furious: "Experiment with the people of my Rose Kingdom!" Is there any way to catch this phantom smoke? ”

"Healing magic can reduce the strength of illusion magic, but it still requires a large number of healing magicians, and only the people of Zezhi Kingdom have the ability."

"No way, I won't think about Zezhi Kingdom for help."

"But ......"

"Don't say it anymore, it's impossible, think of another way!"

"This ...... Looking for a descendant of Shandan who can use spirit summoning magic? Dean Zhan Siwei suddenly thought of Hongying, but he wasn't sure if Hongying would use spirit-summoning magic.

The king glanced at the dean: "Atai, although the spirit summoning magic can crack the illusion magic, but with the disappearance of Shandan, the spirit summoning magic has also disappeared. No one will use evokering. ”

Seeing that the Magic King said this, the dean continued: "Yes, I really don't have any other way. ”

……

The meeting continued, the dean did not speak again, and Xiang Risong only listened to the other ladies arguing about the policies that should be implemented next.

Xi Haitang suddenly said a sentence: "I think the children are really too dangerous in the academy now. The phantom smoke can easily blend into the academy without being discovered by the dean, and I think it would be better to let the students go home. ”

The dean barely kept a smile on his face: "Yes, the Liu Quanshui incident is indeed the fault of our college, but we have strengthened management, and the students are very safe in my college." "This is simply an insult to me, the dean thought to himself.

"I heard from my daughter that the girl was so badly injured that she almost died. So, I wouldn't let my daughter risk that to stay at the academy. Xihaitang looked at the dean very strongly.

At this time, the magic king, who had not spoken, suddenly turned to look at the king: "Your Majesty, I also think that the students should be allowed to return home, after all, the strength of the academy's teachers is not enough to protect them, it is better to let them go home first and stay away from the sight of the illusion magicians." I agree with Rokunomiya's proposal. ”

The dean sighed and sat down in his chair.

The king nodded: "These students are our future fighting power, and they really can't afford to make any mistakes." Atai, did you hear me? The college is closed. ”

Although the dean was reluctant, feeling that he had underestimated his dean's ability, the king had said so, and he had no choice but to give up.

Xiang Risong sat silently on the side, supporting his head with his hands. The communication card in his pocket lit up. He translated the sound into words, stooped down to look at it, and then put the card back.

"Arrived safely at the hotel."

Marshall informed Xiang Risong as soon as the carriage arrived at the hotel, and he picked up Hongying and got out of the carriage, and the coachman took their luggage and left.

Marshall walked in front with his luggage, and Hongying couldn't help but ask him: "Marshall, why didn't you talk to me along the way?" I'm not used to you like this. ”

Marshall didn't stop and replied to Hongying: "Hongying, I'm a little tired, I don't want to talk." ”

"Okay."

Marshall checked in, walked up the stairs with his room card, pushed open a very ordinary room and said to Hongying: "This is your room, have a good rest." He placed Hongying's luggage on the floor of the room and turned and walked into the next room.

Hongying closed the door and lay on the bed, it had been a long time since she had slept in such a hard bed. Although it feels familiar, Hongying is a little unaccustomed to this kind of bed. Her mind was full of Marshall's strange behavior today.

She got up again, took her key card, and walked out of her room. Knocked on Marshall's room, but there was no response.

Hongying knocked for a while, but felt that knocking for so long would affect the rest of the room, she leaned on the door panel, listening to the sound in the room, there was no movement at all. She puffed out her face, sighed unhappily, and was about to leave when Marshall opened the door.

Hongying looked up and saw that although Marshall was wearing a shirt, the buttons were not fastened, revealing a piece of skin. His hair was wet and dripping with water, wetting his shoulders.

Marshall picked up a towel and wiped his face: "I'm taking a shower, what's the matter?" ”

Hongying was a little sorry: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were taking a shower, I just, I thought, are you angry because of the noon incident?" ”

"You're thinking too much, I'm not angry."

"But you can call me by name, I'm glad." Hongying glanced at Marshall with a smile, then lowered her head and asked, "Marshall, do you like me?" ”

Marshall was stunned, he didn't expect Hongying to ask himself directly, he pretended to be calm and replied: "No." ”

Hongying raised her hand and put it on Marshall's chest: "Your heart beats fast, and the magic in your body flows quickly. You like me. I can feel it. ”

Marshall hurriedly removed Hongying's hand away: "You little child, do you know what liking is?" ”

"How could I not know? When I saw Meng Tianyu, I was like this, my heart beat faster, the magic was running around in my body, and when I saw him, I could only see him clearly in my eyes, and I couldn't see anything other than him, just like what was described in the book, this is liking. ”

"I just took a shower, and it's normal for my heart to beat fast." Marshall looked at Hongying's shy face, his heart was full of unhappiness, but he still had to stay calm, "It's not that you like it, it's just that you still have his blood in your body, so you will naturally have a magical sense of him." When you're healed, the feeling will be gone. ”

Hongying looked at Marshall suspiciously, and the loss in her heart pulled the corners of her mouth down: "So that's the case." You really don't like me? ”

Although Marshall didn't admit that he liked Hongying, it was still a little difficult for him to say that he didn't like it: "Hongying, I like you, I have always treated you as if you were my sister, so I don't want to be separated from my sister." ”

Marshall swallowed: "I was angry because I thought you were making excuses to drive me away, I was used to being around you, and I didn't want to go." I'm sorry, Hongying. I'm scaring you. ”

Hongying suddenly felt guilty: "It's me who should say I'm sorry, it's me who didn't consider your feelings." Like you said, I should respect your choice. Marshall, I'm sorry. I'm not going to drive you away. ”

"Great." Marshall smiled.

Seeing Marshall's smile, Hongying was relieved and hugged him hard: "We are friends now!" Right! Pal. ”

Marshall looked at the top of Hongying's head, and his heart was indescribably complicated. I really hope that Hongying can always be by her side, the identity of a lover rather than the master.

Even if you confess, what can you do, but if you break it, it will make the relationship awkward. Sooner or later, Hongying will embark on the path arranged by her husband, and I should be satisfied if I can silently stay behind Hongying's back. What the hell do I want to do, I'm an inferior person, can I afford to marry her? Can I give her the life she wants? No! I can't!

"Marshall, can we go to the orphanage tomorrow first? I wanted to go and see it, I haven't been back in years. ”

"Okay, you can rest early, and we'll leave around ten o'clock tomorrow."

"Hmm."

Marshall watched Hongying leave his room, sit on the hard bed, put a towel over his head, and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, Hongying appeared in front of him and startled Marshall: "Huh? How did you get in here? ”

Hongying pointed to the window: "The window is not closed, I haven't climbed the window for too long, and my skills are a little rusty." ”

"Oh-" Marshall wiped his hair and found that it had dried, "Do you have anything to do with me?" ”

"The bed, a bit hard. I can't sleep. Hongying lowered her head.

Only then did Marshall react that he was negligent: "I'll see if there is any extra quilt, and I'll put it on for you." ”

I rummaged through the cabinet, and it was empty. Marshall hugged his set of quilts: "Give you mine." ”

"And what do you sleep on?"

"It's okay, I'll ask the hotel manager for a quilt, you go to sleep first."

Marshall made the bed simply: "You try." No, I'll ask the manager again. ”

Hongying lay on it, "No, it's much more comfortable, thank you, Marshall." ”

Marshall smiled and left the room, he didn't ask the manager for another quilt, but went straight back to his bed, took a thick coat and covered his body, and slept like this.

Hongying writhed on the bed, sure enough, it was still very hard, she felt that she had become too squeamish, thinking back to the time when she was in the orphanage, the wooden board was only covered with a cloth, and she could sleep soundly, but now she is ......

She opened the window and looked at Ye Tingfang in the pitch black, and the place that should have been familiar felt very strange. Because I had just climbed the window, my shoulder hurt a little because I was trying too hard, and it was impossible to crawl around.

In fact, when she was at Xiang Ri's house, Hongying still couldn't help but run out at night and jump around on the roofs of other people's houses, so she panicked to Marshall, the thief witch was still there.

Marshall woke up, not from the morning sun, but by the terrible cries of a flock of crows. When did Ye Tingfang have so many crows?

Marshall looked at the quilt on his body in a daze, then turned around and hugged the quilt tightly, and then there was a familiar smell: "Hongying? ”

In the middle of the night, Hongying secretly climbed back because she was worried about Marshall, and saw that he didn't look for the quilt, so she returned her quilt to him. Hongying wrapped herself in a quilt and curled up on the bed, lying down and falling asleep when she felt sleepy.

Marshall clumped the quilt together and buried his face in the quilt. As if holding Hongying tightly in his arms, this untouchable sadness and the illusory happiness of being wrapped in it intertwined, deeply stimulating Marshall's cerebral cortex.