Hannah's complaint defends Al Fer entirely, saying only that he grabbed Vincent's hand to stop Vincent from knocking on the cauldron and laughing at her, while Vincent grabbed the foaming mushroom and threw it around for no apparent reason. Before it was time to go to bed, Alph stood behind the window in the hallway of his dorm and watched Vincent wash the outer wall at the base of the mage tower alone with a hose, while the night guards watched Vincent work.

Probably the guilt of noon has not disappeared, Alver feels that he is also at fault for the evening, the children in this school have lost their relatives for any reason, everyone lives here, it is difficult to say that there is no time to help each other, just say it casually, then he is no different from Vincent's fault.

So Alver changed out of his pajamas and went to Vincent.

"Hey, Vincent, did the teachers only give you a water pipe?"

Vincent glanced at Alver coldly, and said without emotion, "No, Telavi punished me to do it myself, and no one was allowed to interfere." ”

"Hmm...... Vincent," Elver decided that it would be better to start first, even if it was embarrassing, "I shouldn't have said that about you during the evening class...... I think...... It's just as wrong as attacking someone with your words. ”

"I know I'm wrong, but you're right," Vincent stopped what he was doing and looked at Alver puzzled, "I said, are you not in your right mind? Are you apologizing to people like me?"

Alfer was choked by Vincent's words for a moment, and held for a moment before explaining: "We shouldn't cause trouble for the school, we shouldn't cause trouble for each other, no one here should attack each other, I don't think we can be friends with each other, at least not enemies." ”

"Hah!" Vincent chuckled, and threw the hose on the ground, letting it twist like a snake in the current. "You're so merciful!Did you come to teach me??You've been eating and drinking here for more than ten years, so have you ever thought about where we're going to go when we're out of school?We've learned all sorts of ways to attack!Magic!Swordsmanship!Horseback knocking each other off horseback with a soft spear!Shooting a straw man with a crossbow and a bow!The cocoon on his hand isn't a little thinner than the guard on the side!" Vincent ignored the sinister reminder of the guard watching him at work, and spoke louder and louder: "Why do you think we learn this from morning till night? Run up to me and say that we shouldn't attack each other?Do you know what everyone else calls you behind their backs?White ghost! Just because you have albinism-like white hair, green eyes that glow at night, and a big fireball that is ten times bigger than anyone else if you throw it!Mercy fool! The school is at least two hours away from a safe settlement, and there are wild beasts and monsters outside, and hungry refugees eat their own children, and you are the only one who dares to run out and 'help' other bad seeds to pick wild fruits and eggs! What kind of place is this? Have you ever had anybody hungry? Don't you want to think about it yourself?"

Alfer couldn't answer Vinson's rhetorical questions at all, and it was the first time he had heard that his nickname and what he thought was convenient was actually being used, or that it was closer to betrayal, or in short, it was bad. Vincent's last words were shouted a little louder, and the students poked their heads out of the window to watch, and the teacher, who thought they had quarreled, came out of the dormitory and pulled Vincent aside to reprimand him, while Alver stayed on the sidelines, and the bad feeling was inexplicably familiar, as if he had experienced something more excessive than being taken advantage of.

Today was the full moon, the moonlight was very cold, shining on the mage tower casting shadows to envelop Elf, and the howl of wolves could be heard in the distance, and he remembered the words of Teacher Alesi during the day, "There has been a pack of wolves nearby", and he thought that he should be lucky enough to escape by dealing with one or two wolves himself, but what about the wolves?

The wolf in the book is introduced as a strong, intelligent and cruel creature, with its own independent communication language, and will even attach itself to werewolves and control ordinary wolf packs. Hunters or warriors often take pride in having hunted wolves.

Alver understood what fear was, and although he had been mentioned countless times in his studies how he could have lost his life, he had never been so aware of how close he was to the word death.

When Principal Krent inquired about the night guard, he saw that Alfer was still standing there with his head hanging down, so he walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder, intending to let Alfer go back to his dorm room and get ready for bed—Alfer had been in a lot of trouble today.

However, when Krent saw Alfer look up, his widening green eyes glowed faintly, faintly.

Alfer's tone was full of loss, and he asked Krent in a low voice: "Mr. Headmaster, can we, the students, really restore the beauty you talked about on the mainland?