In the afternoon sunset, the last rays of light quietly passed. There are also lights on in the basement.

Charles stared intently at the leather gown on the shelf in front of him, mending the damage and tears on it.

Although he originally thought that the design was perfect, now it seems that once something is put into practice, there will be many problems.

In just one night, there were already a lot of problems.

Charles took apart the inside of the dress, intently probing the 'iron bones' inside, and muttered bits and pieces: "The shoulders are not enough, and if you bear the load for a long time, I am afraid that the metal will fatigue."

There are also some problems with the conductive structure, but it shouldn't be a hassle to fix. But its own stability is a problem...... The junior brother is really going to have problems, you have to reduce the weight, and you have to ensure a solid ......."

"Are you still busy?"

A voice came from behind.

"Teacher?" Charles looked back in astonishment, "Isn't it class time?"

Abraham spread his hands: "The only student who was willing to attend class also missed class today." ”

"Where's the junior brother?"

"I'm still sleeping, maybe I'm tired, right? ”

"He's tired too? Sounds like a joke. ”

Charles shook his head: "Sometimes I really think he's made of iron." But even if it's made of iron, putting so much pressure on yourself, you'll get tired of metal, right? It's only been a month, and you've already reached the rhythm level......

"It's been a month so soon? I feel like it's been a few days. ”

Abraham sighed: "I was worried that you would not get along, but now it seems that you are already very good friends." ”

"Good friends?" said Charles, as if remembering something, couldn't help but laugh.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just heard a joke two days ago. ”

Charles said: "A good friend is like a star. It doesn't matter if you don't see them often, but you know that as long as you look up, they'll always be there looking at you from afar. ”

“...... Shire. Why do I think you're getting underwhelmed?"

"I don't want to, teacher. ”

Charles spread his hands helplessly, but his expression was a little helpless: "Before, when I was dreaming, I dreamed of a very interesting comic. The manga tells the story of a bat warrior. He fought evil in his city, and there were many powerful enemies.

While upholding justice, he met a group of good friends with high skills, some of whom could fly to the sky and the earth, and the radiation of biu~biu~ in their eyes. Some are female warriors in three-point bikinis, some can emit green light, and some can talk to fish. They came together and also signed up for membership in the Tights Club together.

But no matter how many good friends he has, the Bat Warrior is always alone, and his good friends are useless when he is alone in the face of a powerful enemy......

It's like a leaf. ”

He turned his head and looked at the dress on the shelf, and his eyes darkened: "Teacher, look. I'd love to be a hero with radiating eyes, but alas, I'm just a piece of waste. Sometimes, I really feel like I'm about to become a good friend who doesn't have any use. ”

Abraham was silent for a long time and patted him on the shoulder: "There are some things that others are destined to not be able to help with. ”

Charles shrugged-

"Having said that, I think he's been a little abnormal lately. ”

"Maybe you've grown up?"

Abraham nodded and said, "You did the same at the time, quietly stuffing yellow literature under the bed." ”

"Ahem. I'm not talking about this. ”

Charles choked on his own saliva and quickly explained, "I mean, although he looks the same as usual, but that kind of look." It's like I'm afraid of something. ”

"Oh. Abraham nodded.

"Teacher, do you have any solution?"

Abraham shook his head.

"Teacher, you can't help it?"

"Actually, in my opinion, if you are afraid, you should be afraid. Why force yourself not to be afraid?" Abraham looked at him, "Charles, when you were young, didn't you often have nightmares?"

Charles' smile stiffened and he looked away, "...... That's all in the past. ”

"Well, it's all going to pass. ”

Abraham said.

The room fell silent again.

In a long silence. Charles stared at the skeleton in front of him, and suddenly asked softly, "Teacher, do you have anything to fear?"

"I have, a lot. ”

Abraham nodded calmly, but his eyes were a little sad: "I was very afraid that the academy would not send me money a few days ago...... After all, you know, you owe a bit of money, and if you can't pay it, I'm afraid you will have a hard time doing it in the academy. ”

"Uh......"

Looking at him, Abraham laughed.

"The older you get, the more you worry about and the more you fear. When I was younger, I always thought that it would be nice if I wasn't afraid of anything. But is it really good not to be afraid of anything?

There's no need to force yourself, right?"

In Charles' silence, Abraham reached out and lifted the dress from the shelf: "Is this your work? ”

Charles shrugged, "I can't be a musician, I can only make these things, it's all gadgets." ”

"Actually, it's not a pity that you can't be a musician. Being a famous craftsman will also be respected. As long as you live for a long time, it's no problem. Is there anyone who dictates what has to be done to be the right thing? Originally, I wanted to train Ye Zi to become a scholar.

It's a pity that now it seems that he probably doesn't want to be a scholar. I can only help him in other ways. ”

As he spoke, Abraham held out his hand into the air, and the four fingers of the steel prosthetic slowly opened, as if holding something. As a result, the 'Requiem' enchantment that had originally shrouded the entire academy was separated.

The ubiquitous barrier that existed in the air was now secretly operating, and the thick and substantial aether emerged from the rift and flowed into the basement, rippling with magnificent light.

Above that black iron arm, a pitch-black violin appeared silently, the strings vibrating, playing a melodious and quiet melody.

When that melody sounds, the whole world seems to fall silent.

Everything is no longer restless, but has entered into an indescribable tranquility, as if asleep, into a quiet dream. There was no killing. There was no uneasiness, no hesitation.

Everything is in such a peaceful state.

This is a fragment of the legendary 'Dragon's Sleep Enchantment', a silent score from the 'Requiem', which makes all musician-level movements lose their effect.

-- Resonant Movement.Tranquility!

The aether rippled with that melody. Waves are raised, and everywhere they pass, everything sleeps.

In the midst of the waves, Abraham swayed the melody and controlled the huge power to converge on the pitch-black trench coat. Transform into a musical note, and submerge into it.

On the steel skeleton, layers of complex musical scores slowly light up and fade away. In the end, as the melody disappears, it regains its original appearance.

And the original 'quiet' score has been delicately and carefully sealed in it.

Although Abraham was not an alchemist of the Changing Faction, with the study of the Forbidden Faction, Abraham turned it into a seal and transplanted it into a gown. Crafted it into an alchemy piece of equipment.

"Compared to a professional alchemist, the engraving I make can only be used as a one-time consumable. ”

Abraham shook his head regretfully and hung it back on the shelf.

"For him, it's enough for the time being. ”

Charr sensed the power of the gown, and carefully discerned:

"Once the 'Tranquility Enchantment' is activated, it will become an Aetheric Silence Zone within ten meters, and the time is only half a minute. For all movements below the resonance level, musicians who have not broken through the barrier of knowledge have no way to mobilize the ether.

With it, something happens. At least there is no problem with saving your life. ”

Abraham was silent, looking at his steel arm. On the inside of his arm, the note that kept shining seemed to remind him of something.

He stretched out his hand. Sensing the rune that only needed a little stimulation to activate, and the 'music' it contained that was enough to burn himself and his entire house to ashes—this was his shackles and shackles.

Abraham withdrew his gaze and sighed softly:

"There's only so much I can do. ”――

Ye Qingxuan woke up from his sleep and felt sore. The overload of aether control made his head dizzy.

Even if there was Jiuxiao Huanpei to perform the delicate operations in his place, just playing the multiple notes made him do his best.

Even the movement of "Black Friday" was tailor-made for him by his father, but he had to control every 'interval' by himself.

He wants to control the superposition and combination of notes to form the structure of 'intervals', as if controlling the characters to make phrases, and then this phrase is pieced together into sentences and paragraphs, which are the 'bars' in the movement.

Every bar required his full attention, and if he hadn't hidden in the coffin in advance last night, he would have been exposed.

"I hope it won't be so much of a bothering tonight. ”

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his face, got up from the bed, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

But when he looked in the mirror, even he was startled by the person in the mirror-

In the faint light, the white-haired boy stood silently in the shadows, staring into the mirror, his eyes were slightly dark, as if he had not been sleep-deprived, but his eyes were sharp, like a sword blade that had gradually sharpened after being forged.

But the friendliness and indifference that have never been forgotten are no longer warm.

After gaining something, you lose something.

Perhaps it is true, as Charles said, that the classroom is a place where blood and tears are exchanged for lessons, and the most effective education is to give pain.

Downtown is a good school, even if you don't want to learn what you want.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the mirror, and after a long time, sighed in a low voice.

"Senior brother, do you think you are so handsome that you can't even recognize yourself?" A faint voice came from the oblique thorn, which made Ye Qingxuan tremble subconsciously.

"Senior brother, don't you scare people, okay?" he sighed.

"I know I know that when a person is intoxicated by his own beauty, he hates being disturbed the most. Charles leaned over and combed his hair in the mirror, his eyes admiring:

"To be honest, I often feel this way, how can such a handsome person in the mirror be me? Every time I see someone who can be so handsome, my knees can't help but weaken...... When I looked in the mirror the other morning, I couldn't help but kneel down to myself!"

"Senior brother!"

Ye Qingxuan was about to lose the itchy feeling of his hands, and wanted to beat this thing to death.

"Okay, I know, shut up, right?"

Charles shrugged his shoulders and patted him on the shoulder: "Speaking of junior brother." ”

"Huh?"

Charles played with the soap dish on the sink and whistled, "It's been so long since you took a shower, have you noticed that your pants are not yet on?"

"......" Ye Qingxuan raised his head wordlessly, looking up to the sky and sighing.

It doesn't matter who it is, a thunderbolt will kill this thing. (To be continued.) )