“......”

Although his eyes could not be opened, his consciousness had awakened a lot, and Qian Qiao wanted to spread out his divine sense to check the situation around him, but he found that his divine sense was restricted.

Qian Qian suddenly remembered that in order to protect the personal privacy of the students, the dormitory of the Magic Academy was built with materials that isolated the divine sense, so the divine consciousness was not used here at all.

Qian Qiao bit the tip of her tongue and used the pain to force herself to calm down, trying to use her brain to analyze the current situation.

First of all, why is the body out of her control, although she can't see now, she can clearly feel that she has left the room, and is even walking downstairs, where the final destination is, she can't guess yet.

Secondly, how long this will last, and whether it will have something to do with Herman Stringer, she has always felt a hint of disobedience since she woke up from her coma that day.

It stands to reason that Herman Stringer, who has a paranoid personality, would not let her go so easily, but apart from the wound on her neck at the time, he didn't even stop her from escaping.

The cool metallic touch on the doorknob interrupted Qianqiao's thoughts, and even if she couldn't see her, she knew that she was standing in front of the door of a certain room at this time.

When she turned the doorknob and walked into the room, her heavy eyelids suddenly relaxed, and although she couldn't control her body, she could finally open her eyes.

“......”

The light in the room made her eyes a little uncomfortable after being in the dark for a long time, and after Qian Qiao got used to it, the black-haired boy in front of her confirmed her previous suspicion, and this person was Herman Stringer.

"Awake?"

Herman Stringer asked knowingly.

“......”

Qianqiao frowned and looked at the young man in front of her, but she didn't mean to speak.

"See what I'm doing, I've said hello in advance~"

Seeing the girl frowning and looking at herself, Herman Stringer raised her eyebrows, raised her foot and took a step forward, shortening the distance between the two, and leaned closer to Qianqiao and whispered in her ear.

"You're not going to take my words for granted, are you?"

“......”

The slightly hot breath swept over her ears, making Qian Qiao feel uncomfortable, but now that her body couldn't move, the only thing she could do was frown.

"Oh, I forgot, you can't talk now~"

Seeing that Qianqiao never made a sound, Herman Stringer spoke as if he had just remembered.

It's just that even if he said this, he didn't mean to unravel Qianqiao at all.

"Herman, what the hell are you going to do?"

This sentence reminded Qianqiao that although she can't speak, she can transmit sound into the secret~

"Heh, it's smart to transmit the sound into the secret~"

Although he didn't know how to use the sound transmission, he had heard of it somewhat, and seeing that the other party was still so calm in this situation, Herman Stringer hooked his lips and chuckled, and picked up a strand of hair on Qianqiao's chest as he spoke, and rubbed it in his hand.

Just when Qian Qiao wondered what he was doing, there was a pitch-black knife in the young man's hand, and the knife only gently brushed the strand of hair, and the hair was easily cut off.

"Since you're so smart, you might as well guess what I want to do~"

After testing the sharpness of the knife, Herman Stringer traced Qianqiao's facial features with the back of the knife, and seemingly casually proposed.

"Experimenting?"

Although the black knife was condensed with magic power, the cold touch still made Qian Qiao feel a chill down her spine, and she forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart, Qian Qiao said to Herman Stringer.

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