(There is a change in the evening)

This place was originally a bow dojo. Perhaps it is the personal interest of the chairman of the board of directors, the school has invested a lot of money in the construction of the bow dojo, and the spacious dojo and various training items are said to be free for the students to use, which is too generous.

But now, Sakura Maki can barely recognize the shadow of the dojo.

"What's going on?"

It was as if the ancient towns had been baptized by war, and the inhabitants of the cities were slaughtered one after another, and rivers of blood flowed as far as the eye could see.

Although it is not as spectacular, the scene is still terrifying.

Blood was sprinkled everywhere on the floor, even on the walls, like paint for money.

This makes one wonder if it was anyone's prank.

Could it be a horror game deliberately created by some club? But the smell of blood wafting through the air can't be faked.

Sakura swallowed her saliva and tried her best to calm her head.

"Illya?"

No one responded.

It was quiet, and the screams before were hallucinating.

I can only hear my own heartbeat in my ears.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing, the members didn't know where they had gone, the door of the room used to place training equipment not far away was open, and the minister's room next to it seemed to be locked, and the door was tightly closed.

Did the American minister go home so early?

Sakura tried to distract herself with her questions, but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. As one of the members of the club, she knows Mizuku Ayako's personality very well, and she is approaching the freshman enrollment period. She will definitely seize the time to supervise the training of members, and she will lead by example. Leaving club activities behind and going home early, this kind of thing is almost impossible for this to happen to her.

She looked around as she walked straight to the room in the equipment room.

Quietly peeked in, only to find a petite figure squatting on the ground, and the long silver hair was so dazzling even at night.

"Huilya, what are you doing?"

Sakura couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid that something terrible would suddenly appear in front of her.

Thankfully, it's only Illya.

Wait, is she really the only one?

The voice stopped abruptly, and the expression of joy froze instantly.

His pupils shrunk into needles, staring blankly at the thing.

That's right. It's that thing. She couldn't think of any words to put it. It is said to be a human being, but it has no skin, like a skeleton wrapped in a layer of flesh, so it can be said that it is a corpse. But he's still alive. The human gaze was full of madness and despair.

Just lie on the ground. Illya crouched in front of it, and although she couldn't see her expression clearly, her mood was obviously not much better.

Half ringing. Sakura asked with trembling lips, "Ilya, what is this?" ”

What she asks is, what is this creature that resembles the appearance of a human?

But Illya sighed and said, "This is one of the Dead Apostles' vampires. But it was obviously abandoned, not only did it lose about 80 percent of its blood, but even the concept of 'man' was almost collapsed. If this continues, I am afraid that it will die in less than ten minutes. ”

"So, it turned out to be human, too?"

"Well, I guess it's still a student of Suiqunyuan."

"What!"

"In short, this man seems to have suffered something terrible, changed from a human to a dead apostle, but after that, it seems to be used as nourishment by other people of the same kind. Because under normal circumstances, even a highly resilient Dead Apostle would not have lost eighty percent of his blood for no reason. Therefore, in connection with its current tragic situation, I think it should be the hand of the same kind. ”

"That it"

"It's dead."

It seemed that knowing what her friend was going to ask, Illya replied crisply.

"The reason is that when it has just been transformed into a Dead Apostle, it has lost a lot of blood under the condition of an unstable foundation, and not only has its essence been severely damaged, but it is also unable to maintain the appearance of a 'human', so it loses consciousness, and its body will soon die out one after another."

What came out of her mouth can be said to be common sense that ordinary magicians know, and Sakura finally understood it after listening to it for a long time.

"Shall we call an ambulance?"

The proposal made Illya laugh and cry.

"Are you stupid! Sakura, in the face of such non-humans, can you count on any good way from those doctors? ”

"Shall we sit idly by?"

"That's all there is to it. But there are other things we should care about. ”

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

"Forgot my reasoning? If it is really the hand of its kind, then where is its kind now? ”

“”

Hearing this, Sakura was shocked, and an indescribable chill hit her heart, and she couldn't help but tremble.

"Anyway, let's get out of here first."

Illya made a decision at once.

Compared to Sakura, who doesn't know anything about magic, she is a magician who has received a formal education in magic, and she definitely knows more things.

So, she felt more and more uneasy.

There were countless bite marks looming all over the remains of the Dead Apostle—she wished she had been wrong, or it would have been terrible.

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard outside the equipment room.

There was a clatter, a dull sound of stepping on the wooden floor, and it seemed like there was more than one person.

Illya's face changed suddenly.

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"So, I'm not asking your position, I'm asking your name!" Rin Tosaka's menacing voice even reached the prayer hall.

"I've said it many times, I'm the first-class instructor of the clock tower, maybe you'll have to call me teacher in the future."

"So old ~ teacher, may I ask what your name is."

Facing the calm and calm Ling Yi, Rin Tosaka even has the heart to kill. But in order to figure out the inexplicable familiarity, she could only ask patiently.

"Ling Yi, from China."

"Huh?"

Suddenly answered so crisply, Rin Tosaka couldn't react.

Ling Yi glanced at her and continued, "More specifically, it was from Lushan, China, and was later transferred to the Clock Tower. ”

"Wait! You're absolutely lying! How can a first-level lecturer be so weak as you! ”

Rin Tosaka's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yi laughed instead of being angry, and raised a finger and shook it.

"Ignorant girl, haven't you heard of the 'Mountain Breaking Sword'?"

"You're saying that magic dress that can only be used once, but can split mountains?"

"That's right, I'll tell you the truth, I'm an expert in this kind of magic costume making technique."

"There's a bit of credibility to say that."

"I know what you're suspicious. You must know that if the blacksmith has no materials, he will not be able to fight the gods! Don't expect a blacksmith to be able to use a sword to perfection! ”

Just as Ling Yi retorted, Yan Feng Qili came back. (To be continued......)