The purple-black haired young girl stretched out her soft little hand and flicked it lightly on the young man's forehead: "This qiē should be regarded as a gift from me to you." ”

"It hurts. ”

Then, Kai woke up.

"Sure enough, it's a dream, Mellu, this guy is really unusual. ”

"Hey, Kai," a dark voice came from behind Kai, "Who the hell is that Melislu?"

"Fei, Sister Fei?"

"How dare you hide something from me. ”

"No, it's not like that, Sister Fei, listen to me...... Ahh

Soon, a scream shattered the silence of the Royal Knight Academy's hospital.

......

At this time, Schiller was still sitting by the dilapidated fountain in the square of the dormitory area, enjoying his lunch.

"Ah, it's delicious," he said, taking a bite of the burger in his hand, "Lunch at the Royal Knight Academy is really incomparable to the Canutes Kingdom." ”

"Gratia-san, you're here. ”

"Huh?" Schiller turned his head, only to see Lana walking slowly, with his trademark shallow smile on her face.

"Oh, it's the squad leader. ”

"You're the one who hurt Leo, right?"

"Well, that's the case," Schiller said in a slurred voice, taking a bite of the hamburger, "so he's not dead yet, he's really tenacious." ”

"You don't know, Gratia-san," Lana said, "Although the Royal Knight Academy allows students to duel privately, for the sake of class stability, duels are not allowed among students in the same class, except during ranked matches. ”

"I see. Schiller replied noncommittally, and was about to continue eating the burger, when suddenly he felt a different atmosphere.

I saw Lana slowly walk in front of him, and for the first time, she opened her eyes completely, and her dark purple eyes revealed the breath of death like a black hole: "Schiller Gratea, but if you attack Leo again, I will tear you to pieces with my own hands." ”

This is the first and only time since Lana entered the school, and she has unreservedly revealed the killing intent she tried so hard to hide.

Schiller was like being in a vast ice field, and standing in front of him was a skeletal Grim Reaper with a scythe in his hand, and the mouth of the Grim Reaper spat out a cold breath, and this chill was like thousands of ice thorns piercing deep into the bone marrow. It was the first time he felt fear, as an orc, as a creature, the most hysterical, primitive fear, the hair all over his body trembled, and even the strength to roll his eyes seemed to be lost in an instant.

And at this moment, the pressure that Schiller felt on his body suddenly disappeared. Lana instantly returned to normal, narrowed her eyes, and showed her usual harmless soft expression on her face: "That's it, Gratia-san must remember it." ”

With that, Lana turned and walked away.

Looking at Lana's departing back, Schiller still sat motionless on the edge of the fountain until ......

"Ah, the burger is on the floor! Lunch is gone!"

On Kai's side, he was beaten by Philair, and it was not easy to explain things clearly, and naturally some key links were deliberately omitted by Kai.

"I see," said Philair, sitting on the edge of the bed, clasping his arms around his arms, "that Melilu saved you during the entrance exams." Later, there were two more warnings of danger. ”

"Yes," Kai touched the bag on his head, wanting to cry without tears, "Although I don't know who she is, I don't mean to be dangerous, for the time being." ”

"But according to you, that Melilu looks like a little girl who is not more than 10 years old, but her real age is much older than us. Could there be such a strange thing in the world?"

"There are many strange things in the world," said Kai, "for example, that Schiller Grathia somehow wanted to know that I was going to die, and I really didn't know how the orcs had a different brain structure than humans. ”

Thinking of this, Kai was suddenly stunned. No, Schiller didn't find himself out of nowhere, he had a reason.

Seeing that Kai suddenly stopped talking, Philair asked with concern, "What's wrong, is the wound cracked?"

"Sister Fei," Kai changed to a deep and stern tone,

"Ambriel Colin, do you know who it is?"

Hearing this name, Philair trembled for a moment, but then regained his composure: "No, I don't know. ”

Naturally, the change in the expression on Philair's face Kai will not miss. It's just that since she didn't want to say it, Kai was embarrassed to ask again, but secretly thought in her heart: "Sure enough, I know, Sister Fei." Am I really the ...... of Ambril?"

"You have a good rest," Philair said, standing up, "I have class to attend in the afternoon, and I'll come back after class." ”

"Oh, let's go. ”

Philair walked out of the room, his face also becoming gloomy. She was extremely confident in her own combat power, but today she was powerless under Schiller's sword, and she was almost unable to protect her brother. Under the multiple blows, Filair's face became particularly ugly at this time.

And as Philair walked down the corridor with a gloomy face, he accidentally ran into another patient.

The patient had a cast on his feet and a cane in both hands, but he was tall and fine for Philair's unintentional touch, but apparently the man was not in a good temper.

But when he saw him turn around, he grabbed Philair's shoulder: "Hey, apologize to me when you meet someone." ”

That's right, this man is Sambo Braque, who was injured by Schiller and hospitalized today because of the same thing.

"Hey, didn't you hear, give me a good ......"

Sambo spoke half a sentence, and suddenly he couldn't spit out half a word. He was pinched by Philair's hand in the mouth, held it high in the air, and then was slammed into the wall.

So, when Philair calmly walked out of the hospital, he heard a panicked and noisy shout behind him: "Ah, someone is dead, call the doctor quickly!"

Philair walked out of the hospital with her head bowed and lifeless, and the gloomy aura exuded from her whole body made no one dare to approach her, until a man appeared in front of her.

"Ah, don't you seem to be very unhappy?"

Where do you seem to have heard this light and cheerful voice?

Philairer looked up, and it was Coris Nachirantel standing in front of him.

"It's not about you. Philaire didn't say anything more, and walked away.

"I think you should understand," said Corris, "that there is a fatal flaw in your psychics. ”

At this point, Philaire stopped.

"Philairer Leo, you are strong, several levels higher than the other students. But it is this power that has planted the seeds of sorrow in your spiritual arts. "You're so good at your individual that you can kill almost any opponent in your age group." However, this also creates a situation where you are helpless against opponents of the same level or higher. Am I right?"

Philair stood there and spat out in an extremely small voice: "Yes." ”

"You may not have realized that your incredible personal abilities have had a huge impact on the way you fight. Corris continued, "Filaire Leo, a Wind Spirit wielder, has a combination of melee and ranged psionic skills. Your psychic skills are almost identical to those of Schiller Grathia, a freshman in our class. Gratia, on the other hand, is a cut above you in every way. In other words, Schiller Grathia is your enhanced version. You can't do anything about such an opponent, can you?"

"Yes, yes......" Philair began to tremble a little.

"Wind Spirit is characterized by its swiftness, so your combat characteristics are blitzkrieg, and you never give your opponent the strength to fight back. So when you face opponents in the same division, you can become helpless. But if the blitzkrieg doesn't work, you're at a loss. If you were to fight one-on-one, you would have chosen to retreat strategically. But sometimes, you have to face an opponent that you can't defeat lightly. Speaking of which, I think you've got it too. Corris stretched out her right hand and slowly pointed at the girl in front of her, "Philaire Leo, you lack the ability to fight for a long time. ”

"So, what the hell am I, what am I ......," Philaire asked in her gnat-thin voice, "what am I supposed to do?"

"You come with me. ”

Corris didn't say much, and took Philaire directly to the third sub-island of the Tennoyama Islands. Incredibly, it's early spring, but the island is snowy. Both of them stood in the snow and shivered.

"Ah, what a hassle," Corris whispered, "Omega, you don't have time to leave things to me. ”

"What did you say, Mr. Nachirantel?"

"No, nothing?" Corrissy quickly changed her words, "Let's get started." Anyway, don't call me by such a formal name, it makes me look like I'm very old. ”

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not!" Chrissy roared, shaking the mountains for a moment, and the snow in the air suddenly became a little heavier.

"Ahem," Corriss, realizing the gaffe, immediately changed the subject, "I said earlier that your penchant for blitzkrieg combat has caused a huge flaw in your psychics. It's a habit you develop in long-term training and actual combat, and it's not easy to change. ”

"So, what should I ......?"

"It's easy," Corris smiled wickedly, "just die once." ”

"Die, die once?!" Philair's words shocked Philair.

"You probably haven't experienced the desperate situation of playing against the Grim Reaper on the death line," a slight smile appeared on the corner of Corris's mouth, "stealing abilities from the Grim Reaper, that's the trick to rapid growth." ”

Chrissy exuded a strange atmosphere all over her body: "As an elf, I don't use spirit weapons, which means that I can't teach you how to use spirit weapons. However, the elves have a weapon that humans are absolutely unable to wield, and its name is -"

"Arc Bow!"