Duncan Davy woke up from his bed.

It was pitch black outside the window. In the dim field of vision, the white ward could be vaguely filled with all kinds of condolences, and a dull shadow was cast near the corner.

Ordinary gifts aside, there are also many precious potions and alchemy items.

Duncan didn't need to recover his body with the resources at his disposal, everything was taken care of by the school. Everyone else knows this, but it shows a heart. Prior to this awakening, the people who had visited him included even the directors of the school.

Of course, most of them are still wizards of the younger generation. Whether there was competition in the past, whether there was a grudge, now that the dust has settled, everyone has at least done enough superficial work to visit this young man who has become the new chief student of the Green School.

……

Duncan Davy's current ward is located in the Grimm School residency and enjoys the highest standard of post-injury treatment. Duncan had already checked the letter next to his pillow, and the apparent reason for his injury was that the young man had stepped forward to protect the interests of the school in the line of duty, and was attacked by outsiders.

This made Duncan breathe a sigh of relief. This statement is obviously "instructed" by the top management - it has clearly reflected the teacher's protective attitude towards him.

Three days earlier, Novich Rasputin had stumbled upon a conversation between him and the Dark Wizard, but in the end, the Lord had only driven the Dark Wizard away, but had not dealt with him as a traitor.

The reason why Mr. Green released this reason to the outside world in advance was to deal with the possibility of Raspuchin's attack. He made his attitude clear about this: he will protect his students to the end; On the other hand, it was also a hint to Duncan Davy to reassure his students. On this matter, teachers and students can tacitly understand each other.

However, after Duncan was rescued by others, Lord Rasputin did not seem to mention the incident at all.

Some time ago, the plague at the bottom was caused by the invasion of dark wizards and the existence of traitors within the Magic Tower - the former has been officially confirmed, and rumors about the latter have long been spread at the top, but no one has pointed the finger at the Grimm School.

The reason why the information was not leaked may be that Lord Rasputin was waiting for the right moment before making conditions to the teacher; But more likely, he really didn't notice himself. …… At least that's what Duncan Davy wants.

After this, he no longer had the courage to make an enemy of that man, and he would feel scared even thinking about it.

In short, despite all the concerns, Duncan Davy survived, as Duncan Davy had planned at the beginning.

This is the most important thing, Duncan did not die as a traitor to the magic tower, and he can continue to retain his position.

His future is still bright.

The only thing that didn't make Duncan Davy happy was the nightmare that had haunted him since he fell asleep:

In his dreams, he was sometimes a flying insect such as flies and mosquitoes, and sometimes a crawling beetle, flying and crawling around the huge giant.

…… And each time, the end of the dream is that he is slapped to death by a giant, and his flesh and blood are flying, and his bones are gone.

The overwhelming shadow was the last scene Duncan saw before he was on the verge of death. At present, this seems to have become a shadow that lingers in his heart for a long time.

Duncan shook his head, subconsciously reluctant to think about it again.

That's right-

Something suddenly occurred to him.

What about Villerett? Where is she now?

Duncan Davy asked in the Magic Newsletter, and someone quickly replied enthusiastically.

Compared to herself, the witch who was once glorious and the winner of the duel was more miserable, and could only stay in other schools for the time being.

Since no one had ever visited, it was not known what was going on in her.

But there was astonishing news that had spread throughout the school - the wizards of the Life Realm who treated her had come to the same conclusion: Villette Edward had lost her ability to cast spells.

The reason is that her body is corrupted by the plague and the power of black magic infects her brain all the way. Although he barely picked up a life, he lost the ability to connect to the magic net. In other words, there is no way for Violet to continue as a wizard.

After getting the news, Duncan Davy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Same as the guy said. It seems that he didn't lie to me about this...... Since I don't even have magic anymore, I don't have to be afraid anymore. ”

Duncan thought for a moment.

"Let's tell the teacher about it."

He certainly hadn't forgotten the oddities that had happened to the girl. I don't know what's going on at all, so it's better to leave it to Marion Greene to figure out—

At this moment, Duncan Davy suddenly sensed that something was not quite right.

Is it a change in atmosphere? He felt that the air in the room seemed to be getting cold. Not to mention goosebumps, even the hairs on his arms stood up.

Suspiciously, he glanced around the empty room.

Needle drops can be heard around. There was no sound, and the silhouettes and shadows in the room showed no signs of moving. Everything was as quiet as night.

No one was passing by outside. The windows were locked, and no wind came in; There is perfect spell protection outside, and no one can break in without being alarmed......

So, where exactly does this weird feeling come from?

Duncan David's Adam's apple moves up and down.

Is it your own delusion?

If he were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would think so. But he was a wizard, and as a wizard, it was impossible to ignore his instincts and curiosity.

Duncan thought about it and first used Psivision,

The eyes are on the walls, on the ceiling, one by one. In the dark world, it seems that the surroundings are frozen in time, and there has not changed in the slightest.

— until, he moved his gaze to his bed

At that moment, Duncan David was convinced that he had seen a dark shadow in human form—something that didn't exist in the real world!

His body froze.

It was as if there was a burst of electricity climbing up from the back to the back of the neck.

Who is the other party? How could anyone have been able to silently invade ...... here!

Duncan knew that his body was very weak when he had just woken up, his magic was in a state of exhaustion, and he had no ability to resist at all.

He bit his lip desperately to avoid making a sound, staring at each other with wide eyes as he tried to call for help through magical communication.

…… However, the dark shadow disappeared under his nose.

And from the ears, there was a noisy sound of "rustling".

No one.

Obviously, there were still people chatting with him before, trying to please himself. Now there's no one on the other end of the magic communication.

He tried several times, even trying to contact his teacher, the legendary wizard who could see anywhere above and below the tower, but the result was the same.

"What the hell is this ......!"

Duncan Davy was in a cold sweat, and his hands and feet were cold. As if sensing something, he shuddered and turned off his vision.

…… It turned out that "it" stood quietly in front of him, close at hand.

I don't know when the pitch-black humanoid silhouette has crossed from the spirit world to the real world.

A pair of eyes like an abyss looked down on him, eyes like the dark side of the universe that could suck the human soul in—

This was the last scene in Duncan David's mind before he fell into a coma again.

……

Standing quietly in the center of the ward was a girl with long straight black hair.

Her pupils were like jade, her hair was like night, and she wore a court dress woven of wool and silk, the ornate hem of which hung down to the ground.

After a few seconds, the girl's figure disappeared little by little, like a phantom.

The wards and corridors immersed in the night were still silent, as if nothing had happened.