i am your guide

Kevill was invited to speak as an outstanding graduate representative. He has been doing this since he was a child, and he is very good at speaking out of scripts. He seems to have simply typed out a draft in the car, and then he was dragged by Sith and forced to listen to his rambling past. : Such trifles as the milk tea in this store is delicious, the atmosphere in that store is not good, and you have to go through the corner of the east building to skip class.

The magnificent gate of Imperial College is in front of you. At the end of the extension of the double-layered green belt, there are two thick Roman columns. The holy unicorn, which symbolizes the royal family, is wearing a battle armor and hissing. Xiang is the palace on the other side of the capital star.

The levitation car drove into the campus after passing the security check, and could no longer enter the main building when it reached the gate. Kevill and Sith had to get down and walk.They are all graduates of Imperial College, so they won't get lost on foot.

"Kevil, do you think we met by chance in the same school?" Sis walked in front, he stepped on the fallen leaves falling from the tree-lined road, the creaking sound of the dead leaves being trampled was like In the staccato of life, layers of light and shadow pass through the branches and leaves and fall on his shoulders, adding vitality and aura to his looking back.

The guide's black eyes reflected Keweier's figure, and there was only room for the sentinel in the condensed light and shadow.

"I've seen it," Kevel said.His tone wasn't perfunctory, but it wasn't serious either.

"But you are so good-looking, I will definitely remember it at a glance." Sith shook his head, he seemed to disagree with Keweier's statement, but he was also sure of his own memory.

Kevier didn't speak, the dimples on Sith's face were illuminated by the neglected sunlight, like a narrow lake filled with starlight.There was a slight smile on the lips of the sentinel, and when he walked to the position beside the guide, he said, "Do you want to say it's love at first sight?"

Sith narrowed his eyes and smiled. He remembered what Kevier teased him at the garden lake of Jones's house before, and deliberately played a word game: "I didn't say it, you understood it yourself."

Kevill smiled dotingly, stretched out his hand and gently pinched Sith's face.

They were not together all the time, Kevill was an invited guest, and the school quickly sent someone to pick him up.Standing under the sycamore tree, Sith smiled and waved to Keweier, and finally nodded in the direction of the laboratory.

Kavier immediately understood. Earlier Sith said that he was going to visit the laboratory building of the Imperial College. Sith didn't say what he was going to do, so Keweier naturally didn't ask.After they separated, Sith followed the old memory to take a small path to the door of the laboratory building. When he was wondering how to enter, an acquaintance appeared outside the door.

"John?"

The young man's surprised voice startled John, who was joking with Edward, he raised his eyes that seemed to have been punched, and saw Sith squatting on the stone brick flowerbed at the entrance of the laboratory building.

Sith wore a gray-blue baseball uniform when he went out today, with a monster with claws and claws drawn on the back. He has a thin but stylish figure, with the broken hair on his forehead hanging down to his eyelashes, and the eyes that glanced from the side revealed surprise and rejoice.John smiled and talked to Sith, and saw the man jumping off the platform of more than one meter, moving briskly like a mountain squirrel.

"Why are you here?" Sith asked with a smile, he also saw Edward who was beside John, and smiled kindly.

"I should ask you." John asked with his hands in his pockets.

"I came with...with my sentinel." Sith thought for a while, and decided that it would be better not to mention Keweier's name, and cleverly used "my sentinel" to expose it. "Can members of the Association of Psychiatrists be invited to the Imperial College celebration?" Sith continued to ask.

John froze for a moment, as if he had just remembered something, coughed inadvertently, pointed to Edward beside him and said, "Why, I came with my friend, he is a graduate of Imperial College." He elbowed Edward in the dark.

"Yes." Edward put away his doubtful eyes just now, and responded cooperatively.

Sith's eyes flicked between John and Edward, thinking that these two guides seemed to be hiding something from him, and they behaved extremely unnaturally.

"You want to go in, right? Let's go together." John quickly brought the topic back on track, and the two brothers walked in with their arms around Sith's neck. Go for a subtle look.

The experimental building is mainly decorated in an interstellar style. Various advanced technologies are displayed in the experimental hall with a full sense of design. The miniature model of the planet hanging from the sky rotates slowly in the star sea reflector, and the dark light and shadow pass over the corridor steps and fall in front of pedestrians. .

As a guide, Sith's courses at Imperial College are more theoretical research, and even the actual combat courses are easier than the sentinels of the same level.The theoretical research of Imperial College is extremely top-notch, and it is even more outstanding in the field of sentinel.

Sith used to go to the laboratory building to study the data for the project. He often came at sunrise and left at midnight.

Passing through the corner of the third floor is a long corridor of academic development history. Along the way, the academic evolution of the sentinel field is described in graphic form, and a few portraits of great figures are placed occasionally. At the last few meters, Sith suddenly stopped at a portrait forward.

John and Edward whispered something. When John came back to his senses, he realized that Sith was gone. After searching for a certain distance in the same way, he saw the guide standing alone in the middle of the corridor.

The bright beam of light enveloped Sith, and the shadow under him shrank into a small ball. He stared intently at the portrait on the wall, his eyes almost froze.

"What are you looking at?" John asked as he approached.

It was a portrait of an outstanding scholar in recent decades, nothing unusual, but when John saw the person on the painting and the description below, he showed the same serious expression as Sith.

The person in the painting has neat short gray hair, and black-rimmed glasses that shape the academic temperament and rigorous style of the whole person to the extreme. He is wearing a graduation uniform of Imperial College, and the coldness in his eyes seems to be able to pass through the drawing paper It directly penetrates people's hearts and makes people feel a chill down their spines.

"Charlie Cade."

Every pronunciation of Sith is cold, like a narration without emotion.The report on GS07 that Kavier had shown him not long ago, together with the Sentinel Rescue Project, was connected with this sudden name. The excellent scholar surnamed Cade in Sith's mind perfectly coincided with the person in the painting in front of him.He whispered Charlie's name softly, biting the last name very hard.

The fancier who proposed equal rights for the same class and free combination of sentries turned out to be this very academic-looking man in front of him.

"This man is very ambitious." John folded his arms and looked at it for a long time, and volunteered to take on the responsibility of explaining. He continued: "Charlie was an excellent scholar at Imperial College when I was in school. Created advanced theories and was willing to subvert old ideas. He has been working on achieving cross-level communication during his school days, but it has been proved that the current technology cannot guide the innate level gap with Sentinels."

"Is it for an academic breakthrough?" Sith asked.

"No." John shrugged. "It was because his lover ran away and died. He once threatened to save the sentry in the professor's defense. I hope that no sentry will die because of this. It sounds like a great idea."

"The rescue of the Sentinel you're talking about is the GS07 plan?" Sith asked suddenly.

John was taken aback for a moment, he held his chin and wondered what he was thinking, and looked at Sith with a little more shock and strangeness in his eyes.

"You actually remember such an unpopular theory." John admired.

"It's just an impression." Sith took a step back. He took his eyes away from the portrait, and suddenly heard Edward, who had been silent by John's side, say, "Have you heard of Alonso Russell?"

No one expected that Edward would suddenly jump into the topic. John didn't understand what his partner wanted to express, so he followed his words and said, "Isn't that the Duke of Novendon who died in an air accident seven years ago? His Majesty's younger brother today .”

"The Duke of Novendon once studied at the Imperial College for a year, and it happened to be the time when Charlie was in the limelight. The GS07 plan was also Alonso's first structural vision."

"This is really a secret." John said in surprise: "I thought the Duke of Novendon would only spend his days and nights, and it is said by the people."

"After all, he is His Majesty's younger brother, so the rumors may not be true." Edward shook his head, denying John's words.

"Okay." John admitted defeat and said casually. "But when it comes to the royal family, His Royal Highness Vivienne doesn't seem to have come to celebrate the school."

Sith frowned, and a sense of unreasonable uneasiness came to his heart.

This incident seemed to be just an episode, but it caused quite a stir in Sith's heart.When he looked up at the realistic portrait, he even felt that Charlie in the painting was also watching him, and the feeling of scalp numbness swept over him instantly.Sith took a deep breath, finally breaking himself out of that state of panic.

The idea of ​​free matching named GS07, the artificial guide experiment named GS07, is it really a coincidence?

Despite being affected by the episode, Sith still did not forget his real purpose in the laboratory building: to find a cure for Kvir.

He couldn't guarantee that he would be by Kavier's side at all times. The battlefield situation was complicated. If he didn't arrive in time... such as the first encounter, or the shopping mall building some time ago, what would happen to Kvir if Sith wasn't there?

Surrounded by a group of guides, Sith could not accept such an ending.

Although the Imperial military has given a clear conclusion, the Sith still want to fight for their own unrealistic fantasies: only for Kvir.

Familiar with the road, he reached the data and book floor of the spiritual department on the fifth floor. Sith wandered in the library with the authority he borrowed from John. Looking at him is like looking at a thief.

At the end of the corridor with brown wooden frames, there are wooden tables and chairs. Rows of refurbished ancient books are displayed on the shelves. Sith stopped in the area marked "Solution for Mental Body Runaway", and his eyes scanned the names of the spines of each book one by one. , to search for the book you need.

Dim yellow lights were cast from the wooden beams, and the guide's eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the dark light. His fingertips brushed over every uneven spine, and finally stopped on a yellowed book.

The title is: "Analysis of the Possibility of Completely Healing the Sentinel Rebellion from the Guide's Perspective"

Sith raised his eyebrows, and when he took out the book, he brought up a thick cloud of dust.He coughed twice, flung the ashes away with his hands regardless of the dirt, and sat down in a well-lit corner.

As time passed, the sound of pages turning became more and more abrupt in the extremely quiet library, like the sound of a breeze rubbing the leaves of plants.Especially for today's school celebration, the library in the laboratory building is basically empty, and the huge venue is directly booked by Sith, and no one cares about the current guide even if he is lying on the ground.

Sith frowned. The book was not thick, and Sith moved extremely fast. He quickly refined and sorted out the main points in the book, and finally came to a shocking conclusion: the author of this book believes that fundamentally The possibility of solving the sentinel's mental riots is almost non-existent, unless there is an item that can replace the guide as the sustainment of the sentinel, that is, the sustained release substitute for the guide guide - the psychosomatic active component.

To put it simply: If you want to delay a sentinel's rampage, you need a guide who is compatible enough with him (at least above the best fit point) to voluntarily cut off a part of the spiritual body for a sealing experiment. Continue to guide the sentinel under the circumstances.

It's no different than having a guide voluntarily self-mutilate.

The spiritual body is the most sensitive and fragile part of the human body. How could a guide cut off part of the spiritual body for a sentinel, for example, cutting off Shea's claws directly. This kind of crazy experiment is simply not allowed to exist.

Not to mention that the risk of the experiment is extremely high, the excessive damage after the experiment alone is enough to destroy a guide.What's more, since there is already a best fit guide, why do you have to save the country with a curve?

Sith couldn't understand the author's thoughts, and even thought that this person was probably crazy.Kavier would not allow him to find a cure for his rampage through self-mutilation, and the sentinel would never agree.

He felt it was unreasonable, so he wanted to go back and put the taboo thing back to its original place while holding the book, but with a flick of his hand, a card fell out of the book.

Sith followed the prestige and found a yellowed bookmark firmly on the ground two meters away from him.

The small square card looks like a post-it note issued to students by the Imperial College in the past. Sith bent down to pick up the small card that all students who have studied before will be familiar with, and his eyes that fell inadvertently shook suddenly.

On the gray paper is a line of elegant words written in a pen: "As long as he can be cured."

The m with its long tail drew a trace that reached to the edge of the paper. The writer seemed to be extremely excited at the time, and the marks of the pen can still be clearly seen after many years.Sith held the note tightly in his hand, his knuckles so pale that it was scary, he turned the note tremblingly, and a name that would collapse the world appeared on the back.

Signed by: Cece Kevok.