When the moon was in the sky, the brilliance emitted by the white moon wheel made the stars in the sky appear sparse, and even the pale red two-color moonstone fragments on the broken moon belt looked much dimmer.

White moonlight casts through the sparse clouds onto the ground, plading the street with only a few street lamps in a thin white coat. Tonight is the night of the full moon, and the cycle of mana circulation is at its peak, and the abundant mana that flows with the moonlight fills the air.

You can feel the magic not only when you walk on the streets, but also in the buildings. The night of the full moon is the peak of magic on earth, and the sorcerers are more comfortable controlling their spells tonight, so it is also the best time for the academy to conduct night classes.

Bai Yue had already climbed to the top of the canopy at this time, and all the classes had long since ended, and even the best students had already fallen asleep. Only a handful of buildings remain lit in the sprawling Catrice Academy, and their numbers are dwindling.

Squeak - squeak -

The streets of the academy were already shrouded in silence, and all that remained was the whispers of summer worms, and the deepest darkness crawled out of the corners, expanding their territory little by little. Night is their paradise, and something that was silent during the day is only now coming to the stage.

The infirmary building in the heart of Catrice College had long since been turned off by most of the lights, leaving only a few lighting facilities in some of the key hallways. The staff who stayed behind also stayed in the duty room on the first floor, where the emergency room for the night shift was set up.

The building provides the college with essential medical care, but it is not busy. With the exception of a handful of seriously ill patients who live here for a long time, the number of patients visiting each day is rarely in the tens of digits – and there are probably more medical staff working here than patients.

And now, when the daytime fills the building after the staff leaves. The corridor shrouded in silence seemed indescribably deserted. If it weren't for the moonlight shining in from the window, the building might have been covered in a ghostly atmosphere, but that doesn't mean that the moonlit corridors are safe.

The moon has magical power - just as moonlight activates the hidden magic in things. The night of the crescent moon may be dark, but the chaotic low tide magic makes the environment safer; Only those who are tainted with magic have a chance to break out of the darkness.

In ancient legends, the night of the full moon is always matched by many monsters - beastly monsters that break free from human shackles, dwarf goblins who dance in the full moon wilderness...... There are many other legends. The magic of the rising tide naturally makes things that exist on the basis of magic more active.

Click, click, click-

Under the light of the full moon, a series of footsteps sounded in the deserted corridor of the medical building, and a woman in a medical white robe strode through the empty aisle. In her hand she held a simple miner's lamp that shimmered, a little redundant in the white moonlight.

The woman, perhaps the nurse who patrolled the floor, walked forward. While carefully watching every corner of the hallway. Looking at her cautious appearance, as if she was afraid that in a dark corner that her eyes could not catch, some kind of terrifying monster might be crouching and ready to attack her.

Under the creation of many literary and artistic works, hospitals are always easy to become a stage with great importance, especially in some places that focus on depicting gray colors. In literature that emphasizes the atmosphere of horror, it will become a lair of evil spirits, and frightening scenes will be staged.

Some people say that the hospital is the crossroads of life and death, and more than half of people's lives, old ages, sicknesses and deaths accumulate on it -- whether good or bad, a lot of thoughts will be condensed on such a land. There is no doubt that there is often a breeding ground for the abundance of dark detriths that carry all kinds of thoughts.

On top of this, it is different from those remnants of thoughts that can almost be said to be "harmless to humans and animals". Certain abnormal existences due to negative causes will also accumulate on these lands. They are more dangerous and more likely to erupt and hurt than residual thoughts that only repeat themselves over and over again.

Maybe there weren't any rumors of those things in the new infirmary building of the academy in the past. But she thinks it never hurts to be careful. Danger is often not forewarned, and when it does, it doesn't care if you know it's there.

Rustling......

Now, for example, she seemed to hear an unusual noise from a corner behind her, a subtle sound like the friction of some creature's legs and feet, which was hard to ignore. Instantly. The hairs on her body stood on end, and she turned her head back as quickly as she could with all the strength of her body.

There wasn't anything behind her, though. Bright moonlight poured through the glass windows onto the empty hallway, where nothing could hide.

There is fear in the heart. Then it is possible to look at qiē as a monster...... The woman sighed, thinking that it was very likely that she was too careful. She stretched and decided to finish the floor quickly, and then go back to the duty room to give the guy who had just told her a bunch of horror stories.

But if she hadn't looked back, she probably wouldn't have thought her caution was suspicious—the moment she turned around, the darkness in the corner of the hallway she had faced suddenly melted, and a diminutive girl slipped out of it.

The girl wore a short cloak as black as ink, and the fabric that seemed to be woven from the night seemed to be the thing itself described by the word "night". The hands and feet that stretched out of the short cloak were bloodless pale, and her thin face was like a dead person crawling out of a grave.

That's right, the girl shrouded in black is none other than Liki, who sneaks into a dark corner, and then immediately shifts the hiding place as soon as the nurse on patrol turns her head. In fact, the subtle noise that had just attracted the other party was also created by her spell.

It was certainly past the opening hours of the infirmary - rather, the wards had been closed a few hours ago. But she suspected that there was something wrong with Hepburn and Danfoss lying in the infirmary, so she sneaked into the infirmary in the dead of night.

She didn't tell Oscar and Mio about her plan of action, and she didn't want to carry out the activity with two humanoids again. She told the two of them that they were also suspicious of the infirmary, but this was not the right time to act, and they needed to wait and see what happened for a while.

The investigation must be preceded by corresponding preparations, and the blind pig rush is not a sign of bravery, but a reckless recklessness - this is what Lizzie told the two of them. Mio didn't care about it, Oscar still obeyed Lizzie's decision, so their actions were suppressed.

Although Liqi would not betray her fellow people in her camp lightly, that doesn't mean she won't lie to them. If lying allows her to gain more effective benefits without harming her peers, then she will definitely choose to use lies to convince her "companions".

It is true that there are some people who are reluctant to lie out of personal honor, but it means nothing to Lizzie - she can lie almost without changing her face and heartbeat. Whether it is good or bad, a lie is just a lie, and speech is just a tool, and since it is a tool, it only depends on how effective it is.

But she was now caught in a delicate dilemma - for some reason, most of the doors of the ward were locked at night, and now the building was almost a labyrinth, each area connected by paths known only to the people involved.

When she came to the infirmary during the day, she had silently memorized the road leading to the ward where the two of them were, but she didn't expect that this road would change in a short period of time. The path she had traveled during the day was no longer usable, so she had to look for a way forward with the plan of the infirmary building she had written down earlier.

If she just needed to find a way to the hospital room where Hepburn and Danfoss were, it wouldn't be too difficult for her. It was only a matter of time before she could find the exact path of action, and she had almost the entire night to consume.

But the paramedic patrolling the corridors are now the biggest obstacle to his search. Patrols scattered throughout the hallway cautiously inspected every corner of the infirmary, avoiding several patrols except for the woman who had just been led away.

But it's not all without its benefits, as patrolling medical staff have to pass through the only gate that connects each block. Lizzie held her breath and used spells to cover her business, following the patrolmen's footsteps through the infirmary.

This is true for friends and foes, no matter how complete a defense system is, people are also the weakest link in it. If someone infiltrates a well-guarded area, someone must have failed to close the back door.

Stopping and walking, Liqi used a spell to weave a shadow to cover herself, and approached the corridor she passed by during the day. She figured out how far she had to go, keeping an eye on her surroundings, and she didn't want to see herself fall short of a moment before she was about to achieve her goal.

Suddenly, the sound of almost impulsive footsteps came from two nearby corners, apparently not long before they met where Lizzie was now. This road is a must for medical staff, so it is not surprising to encounter them, but the situation of the front and back attacks is somewhat unexpected by Lizzie.

But there is no lack of means of hiding, and the ward on a nearby road can be sneaked into. As soon as it was too late, Lizzie dodged into a nearby ward, and at the same time restored the door to the way it had been before entering, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the patrol officers.

"Why ......"

But before the patrolling paramedic could become suspicious, Lizzie's doubts swelled - by the moonlight, she saw the faces of the patients lying on the hospital bed. The man was clearly one of Danvers' men, an apprentice who was supposed to leave the infirmary after recovering from his injuries.

He was as asleep as Hepburn and the others. (To be continued)

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