Snowflakes are dendritic hexagonal crystals, as light as nothing, 10,000 snowflakes stacked together weigh a gram.

My heart is 250 grams, and it takes 2.5 million snowflakes to fill every atrium.

Or, a tear from you.

When my heart is filled with ice and snow, it will propel four kilograms of blood into every inch of my muscles and bones, giving me the strength to hold you up, hug you, and love you.

Diara, I'm sorry, I gave you the best qualifications, the supreme bloodline, but without your consent, I put a cruel mission on one of your children, and you should have enjoyed a life of drunkenness and luxury.

But I want to turn you into a warrior, a lonely and cold Holy Army, and you will fight to the end with noble ideals against the worst thug in the world, the Hidden Society.

I will take away your emotions and love, and arm your mind with steel and fire.

I'm going to transform your flesh and blood, and let magic and violence adorn your makeup.

I will destroy your personality and mind and fill your life with revenge and battle.

You are a noble victim, sacrificed and dedicated on behalf of the people of the world, and without your destruction, there can be no survival of the universe.

I have never hurt anyone in my life, and I have saved countless lives, but only you, my beloved child, if I can replace you, how willing I would be to go to hell for you.

But I can't go back to heaven, and all I can do is to wish you a speedy completion of this mission before I die.

………………

The autumn wind gently slammed open the window, and slightly lifted Dialan's long golden hair, which was as bright as silk and metal, and shone with a dazzling brilliance.

She sat lonely against the head of the bed, her slender legs folded, the textbooks scattered around her hands, and now staring at the projection of the pendant with an indifferent gaze.

“…… Before I die, I wish you an early accomplishment of this mission. ”

When the recording ended, she closed the lid of the pendant, brought it back to her neck, and hung her head, precipitating her emotions.

It's been four years.

After the doctor's death, he lived an independent and wandering life that continues to this day, and he has almost become accustomed to this lonely life.

From the beginning of walking into the big city with an innocent mentality and almost being abducted, to gradually realizing the heavy mission and danger brought by this bloodline, it has been four years since I slowly grew up.

"I must, fulfill the mission left to me by the doctor."

【Secret Society】Gaia, the strongest predator society that is unknown, it will bring harm to the entire universe, a real natural disaster, an eternal catastrophe.

Only you have this responsibility, and only you have the ability to fight it.

"Concentrate on growing up, don't think about anything, Dialan, don't think about anything, I exist to defeat Gaia. Other than that, there is no point. ”

Lift yourself up every day, just like a believer's regular prayer, and use the doctor's last words to strengthen your fighting spirit and faith.

It doesn't matter what else happens, as long as you can get stronger and have more power, you can destroy Gaia in the future.

"I am the chosen one like the last of the Star Abyss Heroes, Leoz, so to speak, I am the transmitter of God's will, and the entire universe is facing catastrophe, and I am the only one who must stand up."

The corruption of [society] is directed against the weaknesses of human nature: laziness, greed, selfishness, jealousy, lust, vanity, etc.

As long as you join the society, you don't have to think about anything, everything is done by the will of the society. ’

No worries, no anxieties, no dissent, no injustice.

In this increasingly rotten world, the original intention of [society] seems so noble and full of temptation.

[The doctor] did not take away her ability to feel, precisely in order to make her better feel the danger of [society], and it was also a test to test her determination to her mission.

By constantly strengthening this belief, she can fight against the corruption of society.

Even though she had never encountered [society] since she was born, she always carried it out.

After a brief wash, Dialan changed into a school uniform - White Candle Star University does have a school uniform, and the boys wear dark dress jackets, knitted vests and light blue shirts, and dress pants underneath.

Girls wear dark blue backgrounds, orange trimmed jackets and plaid skirts, light-colored shirts, white stockings, and generally a bow, but Dialan doesn't like to feel restrained, she is used to unbuttoning the collar of the shirt and rolling up the sleeves to reveal her fair and tight forearms, which is cooler and easier to move.

Because of the open and casual school spirit, and the students' family backgrounds are not bad, students who generally wear their own clothes and wear school uniforms can be regarded as unsociable 'nerds' in a sense.

But Dialan is an exception.

"Hey, Dialan is here."

"Hurry up! That guy is too ha-like too. ”

"Help, she just took one look at me, I'm going to suffocate!"

When she walks on campus, no one will look at her as a nerd, whether it is like a fierce cold wind, like a blood coercion, like a rescue alarm, which can make people retreat, or her inhumane gaze sweeps wantonly, almost no one can support her aura.

It doesn't matter.

With her hands in her jacket pockets, she walked casually through the streets of the school like a boy.

The school is already very busy in the early morning, and many students are racing for the study hall or on the way to the workshop for internship, but as soon as everyone sees her passing by the intersection, they will immediately stop their steps and wait quietly to watch her cross the road, as if it was some shocking horror clip.

As soon as she passed, the students fled as if they had been pardoned.

It doesn't matter.

Dialan stared indifferently at the passing students, her senses were incomparably developed, and the bloodline from the dragon clan gave her an excellent ability to capture information, clearly stealing the conversations of others from her surroundings and bringing them back to her ears.

"That Dialan, just because someone was blocking the road, hit two classmates at the beginning of the school year."

Did you say that on the first day of school, I hit those two catfish people?

Dialan frowned slightly.

If you don't do it, the whole road traffic will be blocked, and you will be watching the theater at that time, and I don't know how many people will be late.

It doesn't matter.

After all, it's not a big deal, but it doesn't seem to be limited to other people's opinions.

"Not only that, but the elemental riot in the school before had something to do with her."

"Huh? I remember that it seems that the people from the picket department of the student union followed up and investigated for a while, and they didn't say that it was her problem, right? ”

"Well, who else but her? The heirs of dragons and titans, none of whom have anything to do with people, may even eat people. ”

Elemental Riot?

Dialan was slightly concerned.

It was a complete non-existent thing, she just happened to be out of the dormitory at the same time, and she didn't have classes.

What's more, judging from the results, the seniors of the picket department not only did not find the real culprit, but followed and monitored themselves for a full month, and they did not apologize to themselves.

Normally, you should also consider yourself a victim.

It doesn't matter.

"Speaking of which, she signed up to go to the Guiye Workshop before, but was swept out of the house by other professors."

Finally there is a normal thing.

Even Dialan, who repeatedly hears such pure prejudices, is dissatisfied.

"Haha, I've heard about that, Professor Quertana is tactful. specifically said: She only accepts one pair of partners, a team of two. Really laughed to death. ”

"Uh, I don't know much about Professor Quertana, does this person have anything to say?"

"Professor Queltana, though the school is notoriously cunning, and uses the workshop almost exclusively as his own property, but even so, he has never made such an unreasonable request—you know, the workshop is a place of cooperation, how could such a thorn be allowed to enter?"

"You mean, the professor is clearly going to deny him entry?"

"Isn't it, she went to several students of the same level to form a partner, but they were all rejected - the result? All of these students were announced as accepted by Professor Quertana today. ”

"Well, the person who can enter Professor Queltana's workshop must be at least the Delta level, and his talent and family background will not be much worse - but who will partner with this kind of thing, I'm not afraid that one day the Dragon Titan will be in a bad mood and eat himself!"

"yes, that's right."

"If you want me to say, this kind of dangerous person should be thrown on the battlefield, what kind of food should the people in the conscription office do, send this woman over, won't it be over?"

"That's right, it's a pity that such a beautiful skin has such a bad character."

………………

"Whew-"

Dialan exhaled heavily.

It doesn't matter.

Calm, Deara, stay calm, you shouldn't be fighting here.

Even if Professor Quertana targeted herself, it wouldn't be a big deal, and since she had to find a partner on her own, she had already found Leoz, who was in the first year.

She had carefully observed the student, and since the first time she entered the school, the news of Leoz's magic test for 5 minutes had not been officially hidden, and since then, she has paid a little attention to this potential competitor.

Leoz, without a doubt, is a very unique person.

He was neither in awe nor disgusted by the strength of his bloodline, nor was he prejudiced against himself because of the influence of gossip.

Subsequently, Leoz's plummet, which was seriously inconsistent with the rumors and caused controversy. However, as a client, Leoz does not care about the opinions of the people around him at all, he lives his life calmly and freely, and never fluctuates because of external objects.

In Dialan's view, Leoz's image has always been clear.

Hold on to ambition and nourish spirit, and be motivated to endure. Instead of being humble, even if the credits have been deducted from the historical record, Leoz did not sink or give up on himself, but actively faced the problem, acted around, found the problem, rested in time, and solved the problem.

Others saw Leoz only catching up with the progress after three months of enrollment, but no one noticed that Leoz spent a month, from minus 500 points, all the way to the rocket-like rush forward, make up for the progress, and even rushed to the Delta step.

Leoz is a man with strange talents, and with him, even if it is Professor Quertana, there should be no excuse.

"As long as Leoz is with me, everything will work out."

Dialan thought secretly.

(End of chapter)