When he woke up from a dream, the carriage carrying Alan had arrived at the gate of the Knights' Branch, and after carrying all of Allen's luggage out of the carriage, Charlie gave a courtesy salute and didn't say anything more, and drove the carriage away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Alan watched the carriage leave, looked around, took a deep breath of cold but fresh air, and breathed a long sigh of relief, the high-intensity training in recent days has kept his nerves tense, and he can't even relax when he sleeps, but most of the time it pays off, after this period of training, he feels that he has reached the peak state of a middle-level knight, and his comprehension of the light holy power is also more profound, as long as he trains diligently, in less than a month, he may be able to successfully advance to a high-level knight。

There is another thing that can be called really relaxing for Allen, that is, in his sleep, another "Allen" transferred all the dragon power attached to the pattern left by Medus in Allen's mind to himself, that is, only after Allen fell asleep, he would be suppressed by Long Wei again. Although he can't completely ask for the wrath of the Dragon Emperor, he can do it unaffected in reality, which is already very satisfying to Allen.

Alan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the sun shone on the snow-covered town of Delta, the air was unusually refreshing, tomorrow is the day when the Guardian Academy will hold the opening ceremony, from tomorrow, he will train himself seriously, hit the high level, and make the final stage of efforts for awakening. Although it is the final sprint, it is also the most difficult and critical stage, counting from now on, there are less than six months until the mid-year exam, and six months, from advanced to awakening, it is almost impossible.

It's man-made.

Alan frowned, his nose flushed, and picked up his luggage to enter the Knights' Chamber, when a soft, familiar call from behind Alan stopped him.

"Alan!"

Alan was stunned, turned around slowly, and saw that the person who called his name was none other than Sula.

In the past three years, every time the school started, Sula would always be alone and carefully holding a freshly baked hot cake, waiting for Allen at the door of the academy. Then blinked his big eyes and watched Alan eat it all before he stopped, although there were not many high-end ingredients in the cake made by the ingenious Sura, but Alan felt that it was the most delicious thing in the world, today, Sula was still holding a square box, the box was still tied with a beautiful bow, and on one side of the box, it was still painted by Sulla, a somewhat clumsy bear. It's just that today's Sura does not have the happy smile of the past, but a plain and calm expression, lowers her eyes, and no longer looks at Allen's eyes. Moreover, there was a person standing beside him, it was that day who rescued Sula, and easily killed two dark goblin women, Sula's teacher, the manager of a tailor shop in the town, and the extremely skilled senior tailor - Diana, if it wasn't for Christine to tell him, he wouldn't even believe that Diana was a well-known high-level guardian of the Oracle City hundreds of years ago, and then for some reason, she lived incognito and lived in seclusion here. In fact, very little of the townspeople know about Diana's true identity. I only know that she once made clothes for the high-level guardians of the Oracle City, and her craftsmanship is very good.

When he saw Diana again, Alan couldn't help but take a few more looks, not that he had that kind of thought in his heart, but that he really couldn't see that this woman with a peaceful smile on her face, this woman who wore a plain silver robe all day long, had reached the level of a high-level guardian.

"Alan, this is the last time I'll do this for you. Sula handed the box to Alan, who put down his luggage and took it gently, the box was heavy, and it seemed to be more than just the size of a cake.

"This is..." Before Alan could ask, Sulla interrupted him and said:

"Years ago, I agreed to Ackerman's proposal, you know, Ackerman is very nice, we'll be married in a month, and—" Sura paused, a subtle change in tone that didn't escape Alan's ears.

"Ackerman?Sula..." Ackerman is a student of the Swordsman Academy, he graduated last year and failed to awaken, but his strength is still very good, he had heard Sura mention this man before, he has been a neighbor with Akerman's family since he was a child, and her brother is a good playmate, and he has always taken care of Sula. It's just that what Alan didn't expect was that this Ackerman would actually propose to Sula, because Sula kept telling him that Ackerman was like a brother in her eyes.

"Moreover, he is now a high-level swordsman, and he is enough to deal with bandit bullies and can protect me, you don't have to worry. What's more, I have a very good teacher" Sula seemed to cheer herself up, and said what she had been ready to say in one breath, and finally, she forced a smile, pulled her wind-blown hair, and looked up at Allen, but before her eyes met with Allen, she quickly moved to the side.

"Sura..." Allen's heart was inexplicably in sharp pain, he clearly saw that Sura's eyes were wet, but when he saw that Sulla was indeed wearing a holy silver ring on his right ring finger, Alan's heart twitched uncontrollably. He originally thought that he could face Sulla, he originally thought that his relationship with Sulla had disappeared with the breakup of that snowy night, but when he saw Sulla again, he found that what he was thinking was nothing more than wishful thinking, because the heart does not deceive.

As if to help Sula hide her tears, the wind blew Sura's hair, blocking her already moist cheeks, Sura resisted the urge to sob, wiped the messy hair next to her cheeks, and said with a smile: "You said that your goal is to awaken, then you must achieve it, Alan, you are a person of faith, I believe in you, it's not too early, I'm going back." Ackerman is still waiting for me. Without waiting for Alan to say anything, he turned around and walked over to Diana.

"Sura, is there anything else you want to say to me?" said Alan.

"No, teacher... Let's go. Sulla shook her head and walked away without looking back.

Diana smiled at Alan, then turned and followed Sula away.

Diana's smile, in Allen's opinion, contained too much of it that was difficult for him to read・・・・・・

On the way back to the tailor's shop, Sulla remained silent, and Diana asked in a low voice: "Sulla, since you have already broken up, why lie to him? Although Ackerman has gone to Thrace City, it is still possible that the two of them will meet in the future, and when the time comes, how should your lie be fulfilled? Or do you really plan to marry Ackerman?"

Sula raised her right hand, easily removed the holy silver ring from her finger, and handed it to Diana. "At that time, I'm afraid it won't have to be round, as for getting married, even if Brother Ackerman wants to, I can't, Brother Ackerman is very good, I can't lie to him. Teacher, give it back to you, thank you."

"Don't lie to Ackerman, but lie to Alan, what would he think if he found out one day, kid, you're lying to yourself by doing this," Diana sighed.

"But what can I do, we won't be together after all. Sula wiped the tears that had slid down her chin and continued, "Teacher, don't talk about that, starting tomorrow, I'm going to focus on learning tailoring." ”

"Well, I hope you two can do what you want in the future. Diana touched Sura's head lovingly, and cast a shield for her to help her keep out the icy winter wind.

The two figures, one tall and one short, gradually disappeared at the end of the long street・・・・・・

Alan seemed to be like a wooden man, standing at the door of the academy, and the students who came and went couldn't help but sneer at him when they saw Allen, in their eyes, this is probably what Allen should be.

It was getting late, and the golden afterglow was sprinkled all over the town, and Alan was still standing in place with the box in his hand, his bare palms had been frozen red, and the box that was still hot had already been cold at this time.

A heavy hand landed heavily on Alan's shoulder. Alan turned his head slowly, realizing that it was Instructor Ballen.

Ballen carried Allen's luggage and led Allen back to his office, and after a while, the charcoal fire in the room was ignited, and the originally cold small office gradually warmed up.

Alan sat on the couch, looking at the box in front of him, not saying a word, and Ballen was happy to enjoy the clean office alone, humming a little tune that was not in tune at all, sitting by the charcoal fire and wiping his saber as he had been.

As the sun faded, the afterglow dissipated, and only the light of the charcoal fire was left in the office, Alan looked straight at the box in front of him, and finally sighed, ripped off the strap on the box, and gently opened the box.

A delicate and delicate cake lies quietly in the center of the carton.

"Ah, this little girl Sulla is really ingenious, and the cake is getting better and better every year!" said Ballon, who glanced at the cake and couldn't help but sigh.

"Uh, Instructor, how do you know..."

"Of course you idiot won't notice, every time Sula gives you a cake, she will also send me a copy, please take good care of you, otherwise, depending on your character, Lao Tzu would have fired you a long time ago. Ballen pouted disapprovingly.

"So she's done so much for me," Alan sighed under his breath.

"What do you think? Seriously, I really don't know where your good luck comes from, but you always meet sensible good girls, alas, if my lover had been half as careful as Sula, he wouldn't have been able to forget it, hey, do you eat what people make with their hearts?

"Eat, Instructor, come along."

"It's too stingy, those who see it have a share, I want half of it!"

"Okay, instructor. ”

Seeing that Alan actually picked up the cutter and was about to cut it in half, Ballen hurriedly said, "What an idiot, people made it for you, I just talked about it, I don't eat it." Eat it yourself."

"Good"

Alan carefully cut the cake into four parts, picked up one himself, took a bite, and chewed it for a long time.

Although the cake was already cold, there was still a fragrance overflowing, and Ballen couldn't help but swallow for a while.

"This cake... Bitter ・・・・・・," Alan swallowed the cake in his mouth and said softly.

"Nonsense, I'll taste it!" Barren picked up a piece and tasted it: "Where is it, it's very sweet and fragrant, and this time the ingredients are obviously much more than the previous ones, you kid really don't know the goods!"

"No..."

"Huh?"

"It's bitter・・・・・・ but you're right, I really don't know the goods..." Alan said softly, looking at the cake in his hand

"・・・・・・I'm talking about cake・・・・・・・・"

"I'm talking ・・・・・ the same way"

"・・・・・・ okay, hurry up and eat, don't mess me up here!"

"Hmm"

The charcoal fire was burning, making a beeping sound, Ballen frowned and hugged his chest and pretended to be serious sitting opposite Allen, watching Allen eat all the rest of the cake, just as Allen was about to put away the box, he suddenly realized that the base of the box was still a little heavy.

With a click, Alan opened the base, and the small box actually had a mezzanine.

A stack of letterheads fell to the ground.

Alan bent down to pick up all the envelopes, glanced at the signatures on them, and was stunned for a moment, exclaiming

"These are letters from Christine!"