"Lusit." Hobbes spoke suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Lucitt put down the scroll he had copied and touched his head, not knowing why.

"Don't you think, it's a little weird?"

Hobbes gestured to the armed students ahead.

Contrary to the previous promise, Modotte's pickets did not immediately go to the graduate school, and at Modotte's insistent request, they first went to the Magic Tower Library, took some magic books from it, and copied many scrolls of attack magic.

"Hobbes, do you suspect anything again?" Lusit asked.

Hobbes said: "According to Modott, the graduate school is in the city, fifty kilometers away from the university. ”

"In the current situation, there are dimensional barriers and colonization spearheads everywhere, and it will take two days to arrive. During this time, there is always a need for weapons and supplies, right? Lucitt didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"That's fine, but the behavior of the picketers, in my opinion, is a bit unusual."

Hobbes quietly pulled Lucit over and whispered:

"Look at them, obviously the low-level magic scrolls are ready-made, and they are just sitting in the library, they are useless, but they deliberately want to open the book and copy the new ones on the spot."

"Hmm......" Lucit twisted the catfish whiskers, thought for a moment, and said, "Maybe it's because I'm worried that the effect won't be good?" After all, they all came to the Magic Tower Library, and it must be the most correct content of the classic origin books stored. ”

"I think they look like they're secretly recording things." As he spoke, Hobbes took a book from his bosom and stuffed it to Lucit: "These people probably want to fill their pockets, and you can take a few too." ”

Lucit glanced at the cover, "Notes on the Curse of Suleda", and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat:

"Fucking forbidden books - I'm rubbing, it's a crime, Hobbes."

"Where are the police now, I always feel that something is wrong - these people have weapons, armor, and numbers in their hands, if there are a few more forbidden books to expand their combat power, do you think anyone will dare to care about them?"

Hobbes's flexible thinking:

"Don't panic if you have a gun in your hand, let's call it emergency avoidance at best, in case these people do something to commit adultery, we can also use forbidden spells to stop them."

"But......" Lucitt hesitated. Isn't that right? After all, this knowledge is taboo, and I don't know what the risks will be, and you and I have not taken relevant courses, what if I hurt myself? ”

"Oh, you can take it!"

"What are you discussing?"

A member of the picket walked over and asked curiously.

"Ahh It's okay! Lucitt was startled, and the forbidden book in his hand immediately fell to the ground.

The picket gave him a strange look, and then looked down: "Huh? You've dropped something, I'll pick it up for you......"

Syllable.

Hobbes stepped forward, pressed the cover, grabbed it first, stuffed it into the bookshelf on the side, and said:

"It's nothing, Lucit's first time entering the Magic Tower Library, this kind of place is not open to the public on weekdays, and he was shocked and speechless."

"Really? It's normal. After all, our school's Magic Tower Library is the place where the forbidden knowledge of the entire White Candle Star is stored the most. ”

The picketers were quite nice, he had a magic pipe in his mouth, laughed a few times, and agreed:

"On weekdays, Dean Nastiza personally takes care of the Magic Tower, and the Magic Tower Library of other schools is almost like this, and only in rare cases, such as graduation, special research, and strategic laboratory needs, will the materials here be allowed to be consulted."

"It's so serious."

Hobbes said, stepped forward, injected magic power into the pickets, lit a pipe, and the other party immediately glanced at Hobbes with appreciation: "No wonder people call you 'Hobbes' the know-it-all, you really know how to do things." ”

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing, as a junior, respect the seniors, that's what it should be."

Hobbes's words were very nice, and the picket senior nodded, and said a few more words in passing:

"Let's be honest, we don't know what to do, we all have to go through the city to get to the graduate school, and we may encounter more enemies and survivors on the way, and if we leave the school, we will be in danger, so we might as well take this opportunity to gather more knowledge and magic materials - don't think you guys say that. The law governs the living, but no matter what, life is our own. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! The one who saves his life first, senior, you are so right. Hobbes thought deeply and nodded vigorously: "Speaking of which, senior, after entering the magic tower, I can't find Captain Modot, do you know where the others are?" ”

Lucitt was speechless.

"What, do you have something to do with him?" The pickets looked at him quizzically. "The senior said he was looking for a very powerful magic book, and that was what his mentor told him."

"Just a little doubt."

It seems that Modotte didn't want anyone to know his purpose. ’

Hobbes rolled his eyes and said lightly:

"Since we are going out of the school, we will definitely face mountains and piles of colonized soldiers at that time, what should we do then?"

"Well...... I do not know. The picketers shrugged: "Anyway, there is the captain of the Epsi Dragon Steps, and he is one step away from the Zeta Steps." It would be nice to believe in Captain Modotte. ”

"Captain Modote, you seem to have a lot of respect for him?" Hobbes asked quietly, took out the forbidden spell book, and put it in Luciet's bag.

"Not really." The pickets were excited when they mentioned this: "Captain Modote is now a junior, and he has been in the pickets for three years, and when Wanyue first attacked the school, he was on duty in his freshman year, and his teammates were almost dead, if you talk about his love for the school and his hatred for Wanyue, he is definitely at the top." ”

"The waning moon attacked ...... first time" Hobbes unconsciously clenched his fists, but he put on a puzzled look.

"You're newcomers, it's normal not to know." The picket sighed: "Actually, three years ago, the waning moon came to attack our school for the first time and launched the same sneak attack. It's just not as big as this time. ”

"I've heard that." Lucitt noticed Hobbes's eyes and followed along with the cliché: "It just feels like no one cares about the school, and there are no commemorations or anything like that." ”

"Hehe, do you know why?"

The picket sneered:

"Actually, we killed a lot of people in that sneak attack. Several students I knew were studying at night on campus, but as soon as they came out of the study room, they were blown up by the colonizers. More than a dozen of the pickets were killed on the spot, and a few more were killed in battle with the colonists—the names of those friends, I still remember. ”

He took a puff of his cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and said quietly:

"Lol Hift, Sacklin Merch, Donel Petri and Rena Yining."

Lucitt turned his head to look to the side: Hobbes just looked calmly ahead, very indifferently.

"The accident was obviously a terrorist attack, but the school forcibly suppressed it."

The picket said coldly:

"The White Candle Star has always been known for its safety and reliability, and it is the first choice for allied civilizations to send their children to study abroad, and the Supreme Council will not dare to ruin relations with allies because of this - this is easy to understand, and once they choose to send their children over, the school can reinforce the good impression of the Crystal Tower through education."

"When they graduate and return to their hometowns, they will soon take over from their parents' classes and become local officials, rulers, and group leaders, and when the time comes, they will be closer and more friendly to the Crystal Tower civilization, and even simply become compradors and agents of the Supreme Council."

"The classmates who died were all ordinary people of the Tanas ethnic group, from ordinary backgrounds, and they only served as pickets to earn more credits, graduate successfully, and find a job. Such a person, there is no shortage of civilization, and when he dies, he dies. Fuck, what a fuck...... They are all good people who love life so much. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Lusit:

"Oh, I'm not talking about you, people like you who rely on knowledge to change their fate, our civilization has always respected it, I just look down on the mages of the Supreme Council to do this, there is only benefit in their eyes, there is no human touch."

"Nothing, I don't care, I hate those people too." Lucitt waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

"They are our compatriots, so, they die when they die." Hobbes said, "But if a few outsiders die, it will be a diplomatic accident, so I dare not slack off." ”

"There's no way around it......"

The pickets sighed:

"After all...... We're at war. ”

"Even if they don't die at the hands of the waning moon, at this time, almost all of them will be promoted to the Zeta rank and will be drafted to serve in the army. At this time, the more people who support us, the better, and we still expect our vassals to give us money to fight wars. ”

"The civilization that sent the front line for the Crystal Tower, the civilization that paid for our wife in this war, the civilization that fought bloodily for us - these are not a few, can you say who is wrong?"

The pickets wanted to continue to say something, but there was a sudden commotion.

"Senior Modot is back!" Silya shouted excitedly, "How's it going?" Senior? Have you found that powerful magic book? ”

Modot emerged from the crowd, carrying a stack of spell books in his arms, and nodded at the expectant glances of others:

"Yes, I've got it."

The corners of his mouth were grinning, and he looked smug.

"Next, we will take everyone alive."

Modotte said in a deep voice:

"The waning moon can't knock us down, and now, it's our turn to fight back."

Li Oz continued to move forward, and along the way he found a small number of corpses in disguise, their heads were precisely destroyed, and their steps were numerous and disorganized, apparently in a collective action.

"Lusitt and Hobbs, most of them ran into their own people."

There are more people, the better it is to track, Li Aozi didn't think much about it, and pursued it all the way along the footprints.

Due to the existence of dimensional barriers, any way of moving quickly such as transportation vehicles and flying has become quite dangerous, and the slightest mistake may lead to falling into two-dimensional space.

Li Oz was no exception - the Higgs force field within the school was still there, and although he also had the [Waning Moon] arcane ability in his hand, he didn't dare to use it.

It is safest to test the boundaries on foot and find the gaps between the barriers.

Fortunately, Li Oz didn't see too many students being two-dimensional along the way, and many more were killed by the colonization soldiers and died on the streets.

Li Aozi was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to collect the bodies of these classmates, so he dragged them to a conspicuous place so that future people could see them.

As he was hurrying, Li Oz took out the talisman that the veiled woman had given him and asked:

"Jenya, that woman just now seems to know you."

"There are not a few who know me, and no matter what, I'm also a weapon of a legendary demigod."

"Do you recognize what this thing is for?" Li Oz showed the talisman to Jenya, who looked at it carefully and sighed.

"I think I've read the text on this...... But just a quick glance, not very clear. ”

Jenya shook her head:

"But this is certainly not something that harms you, so take it with peace of mind."

After getting confirmation from Jenya, Li Oz was relieved to accept it.

It can almost be concluded that there must be a hidden mission on the veil girl just now, maybe it is related to Jenya, similar to the long-term mission of artifact awakening and strengthening.

It's a pity that his time is too tight, and he really doesn't have time, so let's talk about it when we meet in the future.

He glanced at the forum, and there were no people in the forum at night, and none of the players in the village were online.

The form is still not optimistic.

Li Oz's advance speed is very slow, and there is almost no benefit from killing the colonization soldiers along the way, which makes him feel a little impetuous, these monsters have almost no value at all, they are completely the walking dead who have been transformed and implanted with the mark of the Ao Neng, and he has just had a good trick with Di Yalan, and it is like cutting melons and vegetables by fighting these things, and it is still a forced battle, so whoever comes feels irritable.

Fortunately, Dialan's state is still relatively stable, and occasionally in a few dreams, Li Oz fed her some water and milk, and she didn't make much trouble, so she didn't cause him any more trouble.

With the passage of time, the world under the dimensional barrier has taken on a bizarre and strange appearance.

Under the partition of the dimensional barrier, the time and space in many places were divided, and some places were blocked, showing the scene of daytime, but when I bypassed the gap, I immediately saw the dusk falling, and the remnant sun was like blood, and then I bypassed a few areas, and saw the foggy early morning - it was obvious that the dimensional barrier did not break out in an instant.

The sneak attacks of the Colonized Elite are probably wave after wave, which is also the limit of the waning moon of the Zeta Rank.

Li Oz focused on collecting supplies, the school was already in chaos, a large number of reserve resources were looted, and he did not meet any of the remaining survivors.

But Lusit's aura of their team is getting more and more chaotic.

A few hours later, Leoz finally walked out of the school gate and arrived in the city of Triviera.

The burning streets were cut off layer by layer, and the colonizers searched and plundered the ruins in an incalculable number.

Triviera has become an island in the middle of the ocean.

“…… Blocked. ”

Li Oz glanced around and realized that he really had no way out.

A large number of elite soldiers in uniform have noticed that he, a conspicuous individual, is constantly getting closer.

The breath of Lusit and the others is ahead...... They were in this position, as if they were walking towards graduate school.

When they left, they probably didn't expect that there were still people in the school who could be killed, and they went on a rampage all the way, attracting all the elite soldiers.

"Hey, I can't help it."

However, thanks to the fact that these colonies were gathered outside the school gate, the Higgs force field could no longer intervene to take effect.

Li Oz rubbed his temples, and the moment he walked out of the school gate, his eyes were instantly covered with a long-lost golden halo.

[Sequence 9: Gravity]

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White Candle Star Outer Space Orbit, 'Lone Flower' Fortress.

"We have talked many times about strengthening the construction of materialist ideology and using magic theory to mind, you are all experts in the industry, education experts, you should understand that at the university level, students are the most likely stage for their minds to be shaken, they have a certain ability to think independently, but they always stubbornly believe that they are unique, this kind of thinking is unacceptable, a little careless, will lead to the wrong path of idealism heresy, and even worse, may degenerate and corrupt, become a citizen of [society]......"

Minister of Education Balcomon talked about ideology and educational policy on the stage, and the leaders and professors in the audience were about to fall asleep listening to it.

"What age is it, and you are still mentioning the threat of [society]......" Carl played with the information rune and complained in the group: "Dean Nastiza, what do you think?" Decades ago, you personally banished the enemies of the [Hidden Society], is it still necessary to regard [Society] as the number one enemy? ”

"I have no comment." Nastiza said in the group chat while taking notes: "No matter what, the threat has not really been eliminated, the idealism of the Night Butterfly is absolutely unacceptable, and over the years, there has been no shortage of soldiers on the front line who have wavered in their materialist thinking and taken refuge in the Night Butterfly because of the sequelae of war trauma and mental illness. ”

Dean Ye Wangnan said suddenly:

"Only losers believe in religion. Our students are energetic, motivated, and enjoy the dividends of magic every day, and I don't believe they would believe that kind of stuff anyway. As for the [society] - hehe, a person has to fail before he gives up everything about himself and becomes a container for the citizens of the [society], our universal education is good enough, everyone hates [society], and if it continues like this, be careful that the thoughts of hatred will eat itself. ”

"You haven't lived through that era......"

Nastisha said in a complicated way:

"120 years ago, the Tailor, one of the Councillors of the Hidden Society, made a comeback and stepped into the land of the White Candle Star with her brand new container...... If it weren't for Miss Veria's help, White Candle Star would have been doomed long ago. ”

"But, that was 120 years ago, right?" Karl said lightly: "The era has passed long enough, the life of a mortal is only about 120 to 180 years, people don't want to be bound and controlled, in another five years, people will take the days of freezing and starvation as a dream, exhale, and forget it." ”

Smack.

The tip of the pen paused, and Nastiza raised her eyes indifferently and looked at Karl:

"What? Are you trying to say that [society] doesn't actually exist at all, it's just a lie woven by the government, and the real enemy is the Crystal Tower civilization? ”

"Is there one?" Karl shrugged, "I didn't say that, you can't blame me for thinking so." ”

"I'm all too familiar with your arguments." Nastiza said: "People who think they are awakened, who empathize with the suffering, who preach the dark side of the world, who think of themselves as whistleblowers, who think that their actions are great, who fight against the whole world—people like you end up being the leading party of [society]." ”

Karl sneered: "Oh my God, Miss Nastiza, patriotism is a business, and if you really believe it yourself, then don't blame others for telling the truth." ”

"I don't feel the sting, Mr. Carr."

Nastisha said calmly:

"Questioning people's simple emotions and loves, ignoring objective facts—only a Red-King believer, whose mind is full of monetary gain, would think, Mr. Carr, it seems that I have to report your thinking as idealistic."

"Ho Ho Ho, now put on my traitor hat and want to rely on me to get 500,000 Dina? Slander me as a spy for Nightbutterfly? Hehe, only a little pink crystal like you would think so, crystal maggots are crystal maggots, be careful of the iron fist of the Supreme Council, the first one to smash it down is you. ”

"Enough! You two idiots! ”

Principal Slavennikov Durgun couldn't help but speak in the group and stopped the scolding battle:

"The minister summoned us to space to impart experience and remind us of lessons, not to let the two of you quarrel."

He glared at Nastiza: "You, if you are really patriotic, you will train all the students when you go back, and I will pay you to buy a battleship and go to the front line to kill the enemy." ”

He glanced at Karl coldly again: "As for you, don't be scared, men will always give priority to the battlefield." No one can escape. ”

Nastiza spoke:

"Mentor Durggen, you clearly experienced that battle, and the cruelty of the [Hidden Society] is vivid—"

"120 years ago, on the White Candle Star Fenreth front, in an hour, I lost 30,000 brothers. I don't need you to remind me. ”

Durgun said indifferently:

"I won't give up on beware of [the Hidden Society], but Carl is right, times have changed, and Triviera is now peaceful and peaceful, with Minister Balcomon here, not many people dare to cross him and invade us directly."

“…… I hope so. ”

Nastiza bowed her head and said no more. Carl next to him looked like a winning rooster, showing off his chin and clasping his arms in his hands.

"Hey...... How so? ”

Principal Durgon shook his head slightly, and continued to listen intently.

These two people are confused, do you really think that the adults above will think so superficially? Every order of the Supreme Council has been carefully considered, and must have been done in order to avoid more serious problems and interpretations.

These two fools are still struggling with right and wrong...... In any case, it is a rare thing to be able to get in close contact with a Kappa level powerhouse so closely.

The important thing is that they can brush their faces in front of a strong person like the minister, and if they encounter any trouble in the future, they can say 'I am your student' and come to seek refuge.

But young people are young people, and they are forever wrestling with what is right and what is wrong.

But in this world, there is no absolute right or wrong.

"But fortunately, the academy that the two people are in charge of is exactly the right match for their personalities."

Carl's cleverness and ingenuity make him a perfect fit for those who study interstellar civilization relationships.

Nastiza is hard-working, brave, responsible, and has the idea of family and country, and it is perfect to train practical students in the School of Magic Applications.

"It's been too long for this intensive training to learn, I really don't know what will happen in school."

After all, the school has the object hidden in the house.

No matter how secretive it is, the news that the fragments of the Identification Eye are here will still spread in a small area, if someone infiltrates the school during this time......

"No, it won't."

Durgun glanced at the information rune.

Until now, there have been no anomalous reports from Triviira.

Everything was normal on the ground, and he kind of agreed with Carl's idea: times have indeed changed, and the danger of [society] level will no longer appear.

(End of chapter)