Luckily, it seems that the Night Pavilion intends to cure Frol of all the immortal poisons in her body. But before that, the medicinal effect of "immortal poison" was a tool used by oneself for interrogation.

Looking at the seriously injured Floll with cold eyes, Yege asked calmly:

"I'm sure you're not stupid, and I'm not going to ask you why you're doing that. But I have to confirm one thing from you personally. ”

The pain and dizziness in her body made it difficult for Flol to maintain her usual sweet smile, and she almost lost the strength to speak. However, she withstood such pain, raised a difficult smile, and looked at the night pavilion standing in front of her with the same smile she always had.

"Excuse me."

"Why hide the truth from Lord Fortes? There's something about the Marquis of Mons, and it's impossible for you, as the dean, not to know it. ”

"This ......"

This seemingly simple question was the one that had existed before the two of them fought, and even after nearly ten hours of fighting, the Night Pavilion still did not give up asking questions.

Yet, even after all this time, Froll's attitude remained frivolous and unpredictable. She just pretended to be mysterious in a long tone at first, and finally kept a wry smile and kept silent.

It is said that although the Night Pavilion is very generous, it also has a bottom line-

There was only about five seconds of silence, and suddenly a fountain of blood gushed out of Flore's face, and a line of hot bright red blood slid down Flor's cold right cheek, and finally dripped blood at his feet—

The blood that poured out of the right eye socket full of minced flesh was the centipede egg that the Night Pavilion had planted in Flore's body during the previous battle, and when the egg entered the body, it would suck a large amount of the elements of the inhabitant, so as to break out of the chrysalis and become a complete centipede.

From the centipede eggs to the pupa breaking, the slowest process is about an hour, but after nearly ten hours of fighting, Froll's body must be full of fat centipedes.

Impatient, the Pavilion did not get a satisfactory answer, so he mentally controlled one of the centipedes hidden in Flore's body, drilled along the optic nerve to the right eyeball, and then bit the right eyeball, which eventually evolved into the current picture.

However, Floll, who should have screamed loudly in pain, was unusually calm, and her calm left eye continued to stare at the Night Pavilion, allowing her right eye socket to spurt bright red blood wildly.

At this point, Flore, who was not only seriously injured but even lost her right eye, seemed to be at a dangerous disadvantage - but in fact, it was the night pavilion in high places that fell to the upper hand. Because the previous battle had caused the nerves in Flor's body to die, the pain was completely gone.

Since the pain did not exist, he could not continue the interrogation. Not only did the Night Pavilion fail to gain useful information, but it could also lead to Flore's death.

"Don't you want to say it?"

After dropping this confirmation, and after about five seconds of silence, Frol still maintained the same attitude, and her unspeakable face smiled at the Night Court, even if her whole body was eaten by centipedes.

So far, Night Pavilion can only sigh helplessly after all.

"I've never seen anyone so tenacious, I could have turned your flesh into food for centipedes, and I could have slowly tormented your spirit—but even so, I don't think you'd want to explain why until you died, right?"

Floll smiled and nodded, acquiescing to Nightcourt's speculation.

"It's hateful! However, your presence is still necessary for Lord Fortes, and if I get rid of you by mistake, it will surely become an obstacle to Lord Fortes, so I have no choice but to give up. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a strong nausea welled up in Flore's abdomen, and she closed her left eye in pain, arched her cold spine and opened her lips in an attempt to get the intense vomiting out.

Soon, a large number of unknown organisms rushed out of Frol's esophagus, and the amount of vomit was so great that even his throat was almost broken by the vomit.

After some struggle, something began to come out of the open mouth - like swarms of ants, a frightening swarm of centipedes pouring out of Flore's mouth, and these were also the centipede eggs that Nightcourt had planted in Frol's body during the battle.

It is so dense that it looks like Flor is spitting out a black pile of unidentified vomit, and it is also like a pitch-black waterfall, which is spectacular and disgusting to watch.

As soon as the centipede swarm hit the ground, they rushed to the crotch of the Night Pavilion, and after burrowing into the crack of the pants, they merged into the flesh of the Night Pavilion.

Eventually, the swollen and dizzy nausea eased as the centipedes broke away from the swarm, and Frol's face improved somewhat.

At least she was able to put on a sweet smile comfortably.

Although Yege has always maintained an indifferent and calm appearance, in fact, he can't say more angrily in his heart.

After retrieving all the centipedes in Froel's body, Frol, who thought it would be over, saw the Night Pavilion walking towards her. Now that he had lost his legs due to the battle, and his elements were depleted, not only could he not make a defensive posture, but he also had no chance to escape.

However, the Pavilion only approached Froel, and then crouched down, maintaining a squatting position on an equal footing with Froel. Looking at Flore's left eye from a closer distance, it was really embarrassing that the once beautiful head of the academy had become a cripple now.

"Is there anything you can do? Mr. Nighthouse. ”

Still smiling, Floll asked in a friendly tone about the Night Pavilion who was observing her up close.

However, Ye Ge did not explain his movements, but raised his left hand and stroked Flore's left cheek, feeling the soft cheek as soft as cotton with gentle force.

It was such an intimate act - Frol, who realized the intentions of the Night Court, could no longer maintain a sweet smile, and tossed and turned with a rare horror.

"Huh...... Looks like you know what I'm going to do, right? ”

This time, the Night Pavilion was in charge of the conversation, and Flore, who had lost her ability to move, could only stare dryly as the Night Pavilion prepared everything that followed.

Suddenly, the left palm of the left hand that was caressing the left cheek began to evaporate dark green vapor, as if it was imprinting some kind of technique on Flore's left cheek, but this vapor did not have the burning sensation of high temperature, nor did it have the freezing smell of ice.

The dark green vapor only came out for about ten seconds before it began to weaken significantly, and the vapor that seemed to dissipate was actually injected into Flore's body through his left cheek.

After confirming that the unknown technique was over, the night pavilion, which had been cold from the beginning, suddenly showed a smile of satisfaction, and the strange smile that seemed to have won was laughing at Frol, who was caught off guard.

Night Pavilion withdrew his left hand and stood up, turning in the direction of the academy to leave, intending to leave Floll alone, completely incapacitated. However, this was not a release, as the Night Pavilion had already prepared for Frol's recovery.

As he left, Night Pavilion looked at Flore, who was still terrified, with his back and explained in detail:

"I have just injected the antidote of 'Immortal Poison' into your body, and after about ten minutes, I will be able to completely remove the toxins from your body. In addition, I have specially mixed a few new and healthy cells into the antidote to help you grow new limbs quickly, but I am not sure how long it will take to recover, so please stay in the same place and wait quietly, and reflect on tonight's events by the way. ”

It was as if the Night Pavilion was a doctor carefully ordering cures, but that wasn't what Frol wanted to hear.

She asked with a haggard face:

"You shouldn't have done more than that, right?"

"Hehe......"

A satisfied sneer came from the corners of his mouth that was slightly curved. That's what Night Pavilion acquiesced to Flore's guessing smile.

"I thought that you were a close friend of Nine Dogs, and I will treat today's incident as if you were thinking about Lord Fortes, and I will not report it to Lord Fortes. It's just ......"

Halfway through his words, Night Pavilion turned his head slightly, glaring at Frol behind him with the most insipid but also the most vicious squint.

There was no doubt that there was a vicious warning in his eyes.

"From now on, your whereabouts and plans are all under my control, if you dare to do such strange things, the centipedes I keep in your body will devour you mercilessly, please pay attention."

The tone of this warning was heavier but sharper than ever, and it was completely out of the anger and vigilance in the Night Pavilion's heart.

The ghostly warning echoed in the melodious birdsong, and the figure of the Night Pavilion disappeared in front of Flor in the blink of an eye, leaving as dashing as the wind.

Frol couldn't hide his shock and looked at the air, he thought he had supreme strength, but now he felt unprecedented pressure because of the Night Pavilion.

At this moment, a faint muffled man's voice suddenly came from somewhere in the park, as if to talk to Flol.

"How? Gluttonous subordinates are all ruthless gods, this time you really hit a wall. ”

"Hahaha......"

The man's question made Floel smile helplessly.

"So this is the 'Eclipse God'? The Splinter alone has such terrifying strength, it is hard to imagine what kind of monster the Splinter will be when it gathers into one. ”

"But didn't you show your real skills?"

"That's because I'm too underestimated, and it's too late when I find out the strength of the other party."

"I didn't expect you to have this day, Flor."

"I'm not a god - if I show my true skills, I may not be able to defeat the Night Pavilion, at most I can fight for a draw. Anyway, you're going too far, I thought you'd go back to Ironke, but I didn't expect to stay here all the time. ”

"I can't blame it! After all, that kid is Xiaodi's baby and the son of an old friend, even if he successfully inherits the power, I still can't put my mind at ease. But on observation, this kid seems to be more intelligent than he imagined? ”

Frol, who agreed, closed her eyes thoughtfully, nodded her head in agreement with the man's words.

"I originally thought that the pampered prince was not vigilant, and he was just a child who abused his power, but I didn't expect that in just two days, he began to guard me, and deliberately gave false orders in front of me, in short, he was indeed an unexpected talent."

"Oh? I'm glad you can lift him up like this, so please continue to take care of him from now on. ”

The man let out a sneer as he heard a satisfactory answer, and quietly left. Floll smiled helplessly, and at the same time was thinking about her future plans.

The news of the Black Snake's invasion of the St. Goethe's incursion quickly spread within Elliel, and the assassination of the mayor and several nobles by unknown persons made the panic of the townspeople even more uncontrollable, and conspiracy theories were rife throughout the city.

And in the St. Goethe-Institut's Academy, there is also an indescribable sadness and sorrow.

The choking smell of potion and the smell of damp sweat filled the noisy medical room, and the crowded space felt oppressed.

On the night after the battle, the wounded and sick were almost accommodated, and the beds and medical staff were arranged. However, there was no smile or relief on everyone's face.

There are five large medical rooms in the college, and each bed can accommodate 100 wounded patients to recuperate, which means that the entire college can accommodate a total of 500 injured patients. This seemingly unattainable figure has been achieved today, not only is 500 beds completely insufficient, but even the space for consultation is full of patients waiting to be treated.

There were bursts of mourning all over the field, and the sound of footsteps one after another, and these irritable voices were crushing the teachers and students step by step, making them can't help but collapse their faces, and even the always kind medical staff began to be a little irritable.

Although there were no deaths in this struggle, the number of seriously wounded is estimated to be close to 400, and the number of minor wounded is incalculable.

It's so busy! The shortage of medical staff was already in short supply after the afternoon, so even the medical interns in the college participated in the rescue operation.

Noah, who had been unconscious for a long time, was lying on the bed in the last row of the infirmary, and beside the bed was the newly recovered Eve.

Although Eve's injuries were more serious than Noah's, she healed quickly after taking the special medicine made by the Night Pavilion, and it was magically like being reborn, only ten minutes without any pain, and after half an hour, she could walk normally.

But Noah's situation is different.

The damage caused by Ciri was also completely healed under the medicine given by the Night Pavilion, and the reason for the current coma was entirely due to the large storm circle cast today, and the elements consumed by its technique far exceeded the load of Noah's body, which eventually led to a severe lack of elements and a coma.

After all, Noah's physique is not suitable for casting a large amount of wind elements at one time, and it is expected that there will be such a condition. Fortunately, this condition only needs a good night's sleep, and most of it can be cured in about the next morning.

As for the permission of the drug, it was under the order of Wu, and the two of them were specially allowed to take it.

Its medicine comes from the wonderful hand of the Night Pavilion, generally speaking, the level of this medicine has far exceeded the modern medical skills, if it is accidentally spread among the people, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble. For this reason, Wu only allowed Eve and Noah to eat it, and specifically instructed Eve not to tell anyone else.

Even so, Eve is still quite worried about Noah's current situation, and she doesn't know how to heal, let alone see Noah with the ease of the Night Pavilion.

I wish Noah could regain consciousness right now......

At this moment, a jade hand patted Eve's right shoulder, pulling Eve's consciousness back to reality.

Eve subconsciously looked at the hand that was tapping her right shoulder—a right hand wearing pure white gloves. Then he turned his head and saw Kayla standing behind him with a smile on her face.

Kayla, who had just recovered from a number of injuries, was a little tired, but still able to keep a smile on her face and say hello to Eve.

The neat uniform was still intact, and there was no wound on Kayla's skin when the naked eye scanned it, and it seemed that there were no internal injuries based on Kayla's standing posture, and it seemed that Kayla was lucky not to be attacked by the enemy.

It also proves that Kayla is standing here to mean that she is not from the Black Snake's minions.

Relieved, Eve was still worried, and still asked Kayla with concern:

"Kayla-san? Are you alright? ”

"Of course. And what about Noah? ”

"Well, night—the doctor said she wasn't in danger of her life, as long as she could recuperate in peace."

Putting the name of "Mr. Night Pavilion" back into his mouth in time, and remembering Wu's instructions, Eve almost exposed the fact that Night Pavilion treated herself and Noah.

It was also obvious that Kayla did not hear Eve's slip of the tongue, but continued to smile, not asking Eve about what she had just said.

"Yes! That's good. ”

Kayla pulled a wooden chair aside that no one was sitting on, moved it to Eve's side, and sat down.

"It's hard to take care of it alone, so I'll accompany you."

"Kayla-san......"

Such a thoughtful gesture couldn't help but make Eve's nose sour, and the tears that almost collapsed were taken by Eve and she took a deep breath and held back.

"By the way, stop calling me 'Kayla-san', just call me Kayla."

"Uh...... Okay, Kayla. ”

Kayla smiled in satisfaction, and Eve giggled along, genuinely laughing.

In the cold medical room like the polar snowfield, Eve and Kayla, who were chatting, seemed to warm a spark in the snowfield, which was exceptionally warm and comfortable.

Tonight's dormitory for teachers and students was deserted, and almost half of them were helping out in the college's infirmary. This plunged the usually lively dormitories of teachers and students into an unprecedented dead silence.

But the sound of brisk footsteps came from the quiet dormitory.

In the male tutor's dormitory on the second floor, Hans carried two new large bottles and walked in the direction of 515.

After an early morning raid, Hans was still unharmed, and was even in the mood to drink.

He stood in front of the door of Room 515 and asked tentatively:

"Fortes! Are you there? Would you like to drink together? ”

In the quiet corridors, Hans's cries were even more abrupt. The echo was heard thousands of times, but there was no reply in the room, not even the slightest sound.

"Strange? Is Forts sleeping? ”

Hans knocked on the door without giving up, but the result was the same. There was no response from the room.

Prompted by curiosity, Hans asked:

"I'll go in!"

Hans tried to flick the doorknob, and the loose knob easily turned away. The door was not locked.

"Fords, don't you sleep locked?"

Hans quietly opened the door, but it was dark, and there was not even a candle flame in it.

Feeling dark, Hans tiptoed into the room, walked to the cupboard, and picked up the matchsticks and matchboxes from the cupboard.