What a world it is.

In thorny forests, in dusty storms, on steep cliffs, on raging shores, among towering mountains.

A teenager opened his eyes.

"It's okay. Shining eyes, looking at the boy. "Midnight. ”

Midnight was startled. The girl moved away from him and lay down with him on the lawn, looking at the sky.

Midnight sat up: "Why did you big lady skip class and appear here." ”

"Miss?" the girl called out loudly, "You know that I hate people calling me that, please call me Xi'er." ”

Midnight smiled, and then lay down: "Okay, eldest lady Xi'er." ”

"You ......" Xi'er jumped up angrily and pointed to Midnight with her finger.

Midnight ignored him and her, and continued to think about the question he had just asked.

Yes, that's what the world looks like.

And themselves.

Hehe, it's just an inconspicuous appearance among these beautiful rivers and mountains.

Prince, right? Maybe in the eyes of others, it's very beautiful. Eat well, drink well, and a large group of people are waiting, and when you become an adult, you won't worry about your livelihood.

Yes, but for me, a prince, it's not like that.

Midnight's pupils slowly widened, and Xi'er's angry face and the figure of shaking his hand gradually blurred.

This is a place unique to our race, where we can control our eyes at will. This is because I come from the city that never sleeps, a place where there is only night, and it is also the smallest country in this world, known as the underworld.

When I first stepped into the military academy here, many people were stunned by the place where I lived. Has no one heard of us? Has no one been to us?

I was ridiculed by our classmates. They laughed at my overly fair skin and saw blood vessels. It's scary, isn't it? I also have blue eyes, which my parents told me were like a clear lake, as far as the eye could see. But they didn't like it at all, they said it was like a monster.

At that time, only Xi'er came to me and asked me what kind of place my hometown was.

What kind of place. I've always wondered, and perhaps they've always wondered why a place as dark as night is called the city that never sleeps. The dome there was always covered in black smoke, not because of the flames that burned all day, but because of the volcano that was constantly emitting black smoke. Even the teachers are asking me why your ancestors chose to live there.

Is there a way for us, we have been abandoned by the people since the Holy War, we have to live there, and we have to live in the dark.

They actually know, and I know, why I'm here.

Because I am their hostage, there is only one way for a small nation to survive in this world of intrigue and deceit, and that is to become a vassal of a powerful nation.

So here I am.

My father told me to go to a far away place. A place that empowers me more. A place where we can make our race stronger.

I believed it, and in a slow carriage, escorted by a group of knights I didn't know, came here, this school, this place promised by my father.

Midnight suddenly wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Do you know the grievances you have suffered here for so many years?

No letters.

Am I abandoned.

It was only in my second year here that I realized what was going on.

All this is thanks to the boy who has been pestering Xi'er. He pointed his finger at my nose and said, do you know who you are, you are a hostage living in our country, a prisoner!

Midnight stood up, then patted the dirt off his body and looked around.

At this time, Xi'er didn't know where to go, so she was probably angry again.

Angry again? But to whom do I express my anger?

I've lived here for so long, I thought I'd be the best in my own country, but it turned out that I was wrong, and my teacher kept laughing at my sword moves.

"Are you from the country? "The most famous swordsman in the academy, Blast, "It's like a child fighting." ”

The wrong way to hold the sword, the wrong pace, the wrong way to swing the sword, nothing is right.

Midnight sighed and walked towards the world behind him.

"There's always something in the world that you can't understand, right? "A dwarf, a dwarf to be exact. He turned to look at a noble lady behind him.

The lady sat down in her chair and nodded, looking at the dwarf standing on the balcony in front of her.

This dwarf does not seem to be an idle person, he wears a retro European suit, although he is short, but very decent.

The lady continued, "Headmaster, has something strange happened?"

The dwarf raised his hand and took the coffee from the noblewoman's hand: "I dreamed of Andumari again." ”

"Oh?" said the lady, "it looks like something strange is going to happen." ”

The midget headmaster took a sip of coffee and said, "That guy is a well-known troublemaker, Lady Sheila. ”

When he came to school in the middle of the night, it seemed that he was late, otherwise how could there be a person squatting at the door of the classroom. However, this old man who squatted on the horse is a good friend of his, and it can also be said to be his difficult brother - Wutong.

"Don't go in. Sycamore said with a hippie smile, "This is Miss Alice's class." ”

Midnight glanced at him: "Thorny Miss Belgium, so what." ”

Wutong may have been standing for a long time, his feet hurt a little, and he moved his position slightly: "It's a shame that you still say that, I'm just a minute late, so I let me stand outside, and now it's been ten minutes of class, so you came." ”

Midnight ignored him and pushed the door open.

Miss Alice, to be precise, should be Teacher Alice, because she often dresses up fashionably, even if she is almost 70 years old, she is like a little girl, just like that, the thick powder on her face can't hide the wrinkles of the years, and the colleagues around her don't dare to call her Mrs. So that's how the title of Miss was called.

It's not a good name though.

However, at this time, she happened to be interrupted by the sound of the door opening in the middle of the night, and her excitement in the lecture was broken.

"When's the time, you're coming!" said Miss Alice, who seemed to be in a bad temper.

I didn't plan to sit down and listen to the lecture in the middle of the night, so I could only be stunned there.

Miss Alice walked up to him angrily, pinched her waist, and shouted: "Do you know that you are late, don't think that you can relax your vigilance when you go to our academy, you can play, there are still many things to do." It's not easy to come to school here, it's a place where the elite come from, how can you be like this, huh?!"

In this way, Midnight came to the side of Sycamore, squatting with the same horse steps.

"Hehehe. Sycamore looked at him with a hippie smile again, "Come and stay with me." ”

Yes, I'm here to accompany you.

I met this guy on my first day here, and he had a dormitory, and like Midnight, he was an outsider. But unlike Midnight, he wasn't a prince, but the son of a merchant.

His father ran a spice business, and he traveled back and forth between here and his homeland, and he was said to be very wealthy. Midnight has never figured out how this guy who hangs his son went to this academy, and his grades are worse than Midnight, but I heard Midnight say that he relied on himself, not his father bought it with money.

Midnight has never believed it, but this person is okay, hippie and smiling all day long, no shape, and mingling with other classmates. Probably because it's a bedroom with midnight.,It's the best with midnight.。

Midnight also squatted up like the sycamore.

In this college, there are many people from all over the world. This academy is the best military academy in the world, which is why these students come here to study. But it also made those pompous boys and aristocratic boys squeeze in. This is what annoys many top students. Midnight was the same, although he didn't study as well. He was bothered not by the fact that they affected his learning, but by the contemptuous gaze.

Midnight looked ahead of him, his feet a little tired. Seeing that Miss Alice was closed and that no one was watching them, Sycamore stood up straight and leaned against the wall.

"No one is looking at you, so don't take it so seriously. Sycamore patted Midnight on the shoulder.

Midnight took a deep breath and leaned against the wall: "It's time to get out of class." ”

Sycamore smiled, "Come on, Miss Alice is very punctual." ”

Midnight nodded: "I don't know what she's talking about now." ”

Wutong smiled: "What else can I say, isn't it the history of the empire, there is nothing substantial." ”

Midnight's brain was lost in thought again.

Where there is no brainwashing of thoughts, from the moment you enter here, it is constantly included in all kinds of so-called allegiance ideas. But I am not your people here, so why should I be loyal to your king? Your king is the one I hate the most. If it weren't for him, why would I be here?

I wanted to kill him, but what was the use.

"Little Prince, you're late again. "A teenager in a classical shirt stood in front of Midnight.

Looking at him at midnight, Miss Alice floated past them, a smile on her lips.

"Hehehe, we're talking to you, do you hear me!" the guy standing next to the boy grabbed Midnight's collar.

Midnight pushed away: "What do you want to do?"

Sycamore also came over and waited for the boy: "Woodall, do you want to fight?"

Woodel's eyes widened, and the attendants behind him immediately hugged him: "I think what." ”

Midnight clenched his fists.

"You're my hostage. Woodall brought his face close to Midnight, gritted his teeth, and said, "I can do whatever I want." ”

Wutong shouted: "You are just a little prince, your father has so many sons, you are just the most wasted one." ”

"What did you say?!" one of Woodall's henchmen punched him.

The sycamore is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and before his fist touches his face, his foot kicks over.

Woodall's henchmen flew out, and the other henchmen behind him rushed up and were about to do it.

"Stop it!" Xi'er hurried over, "Woodall, why are you like this." ”

Woodall was stunned for a moment, snapped his fingers, and his followers all retreated.

"I've always told you, don't bully Midnight. Xi'er frowned. "We were all classmates. ”

Woodall's face immediately filled with smiles: "I didn't bully him, I was playing with him." ”

Xi'er walked to the side of Midnight: "If you are like this, I will ignore you." ”

Woodall patted Midnight on the shoulder, "We're best friends, aren't we?" ”

Midnight narrowed his eyes and nodded, "It's a good friend." ”

Xi'er looked at us with a smile: "That's right. ”

Wutong put his hand on his shoulder: "I am his best friend, and Xi'er, you, are my midnight brother's lover." ”

Xi'er's delicate face turned red instantly.

Woodall pointed to the sycamore and said, "She's mine." ”

Xi'er raised her head: "I said we can only be friends. ”

Midnight grabbed Xi'er's hand, pulled him to his side, punched Woodall in the face, and then pulled Xi'er out again.

"Now there's something wrong with the school's town monument. Hurricane took the cup in his hand and took a sip, "Good wine." ”

Dwarf Principal: "It's a little different. ”

Mrs. Sheila slowly walked over to Hurricane: "I didn't expect my lord to be so free. ”

"I'm a swordsman you brought in from the East. Tempest put his foot on the headmaster's desk, "I guess I'm going to ask him to fix it again." ”