i am your guide

They happened to have no class the next afternoon, so they agreed to go to the seminar room of the school's Linhu library to discuss the report process. The reservation of the seminar room was based on Gao Wen's student information.

Selina had previously sent a message saying that she would be late, and when Sith arrived first, she leaned on the railing on the second floor and looked at the school of red-tailed carp in the pool on the first floor through a glass.

The soft and flapping tail rolls up the water and dances gracefully. The rippling water surface slowly pushes to the edge of the marble platform and then turns back, and sometimes the surging bubbles float up and blend into the air quietly.Sith squinted for a moment, and when he looked away, he caught a glimpse of a shadow on the glass.

The familiar figure made him turn his head away instantly.

Beside the light screen stage more than ten meters away from him, Kevill in a black and white uniform was flipping through a folder while talking to a man beside him. The pair of sentries arrived.

Although the four of them have different aura styles, they are all eye-catching masters. Sith's gaze circled around Keweier, and then quietly retracted.

"You haven't moved all day, can't you forget what good things you did yesterday?"

Before the wandering mind could withdraw from Keweier, Sith felt his neck tighten, his body tilted, and he was dragged over violently and forcefully, with his back leaning against the hard armrest.

Gawain locked Sith's neck with his elbow, and put his forehead against the side of the guide's head.Gawain's ruthless voice penetrated into Sith's ears, and he was still angry, as if he wanted to swallow Sith alive.

God knows that he spent so much time explaining to Selina yesterday, but in the end, he only got the girl's meaningful eyes and unflattering words: "I didn't say anything else." As soon as these five words came out, Gao Wen knew: It's over, she took it seriously!

Gawain, who couldn't explain his suffering, had no choice but to turn his anger on Sith to soothe his wounded heart.

"Brother, are you murdering?" Sith coughed, lightly patted Gawain's shoulder with his free hand, didn't try to break free, and let Gawain make trouble.

"Murder is cheap for you, so I should be more ruthless. I put a sack on a dark and windy night to beat you up and throw your body into the sea. From then on, the years will be quiet and there will be no more troubles." Gawain hummed the syllable from his nasal cavity, his gaze Turning around, I bumped into several lines of sight in vain.

While they were laughing, the four people on the opposite side had already looked over.

Gawain still maintained that movement, and couldn't help shivering when he looked into Keweier's eyes.

It was a very indescribable look, like hot magma surging after being wrapped in a thick shell, the shock and coercion enough to burn people to ashes firmly nailed Gao Wen in place.However, that layer of fake skin that has been forged and exquisitely sealed the hostility in it with its unique gentle smile.

Or maybe it wasn't hostility, Gawain couldn't understand Kavier's eyes, there was a strange concern behind the seemingly indifferent and repulsive curtain, contradictory.

Those feelings were only for a moment, and only Gawain felt it clearly, because after Sith followed Gawain's frozen gaze, Keweier had changed into the usual polite and gentle smile before.

The oppressive feeling that flashed for a moment faded away like a tide, and Gawain subconsciously wanted to let go of his hand on Sith's neck, but before he could move, Keweier and his party had already lifted their feet and left.

Sith and Gawain in the plot had no idea how ambiguous their previous actions were, but they were used to it, and neither of them thought anything strange, but that didn't mean others wouldn't.

Horen, who was sensitive to emotions, looked up at Kevill who was walking in the front, and raised the corners of his mouth thoughtfully.

The seminar room Kevier applied for was the most private one. After the four of them were seated, Alec sat opposite Keweier, and immediately couldn't hold back his gossiping mood: "Boss, have you taken a fancy to that guide?"

Hollen sat on the side with a blank expression, listening to their chatter.

Zhuo Ke, who had just returned to school, didn't participate in the long-distance training, so he naturally didn't know about Keweier and Sith. When he heard Alec say this, he became interested and asked, "What guide?"

"It's the guide who hung shoulders with the sentinel just now. The boss teamed up with him earlier." Alec tapped the table with his fingers curled up, and glanced at Keweier, who was still rubbing his head down and rubbing the paper.

"Hook shoulders and back" is really an appropriate word, and it is indeed like this in the eyes of outsiders.

"Ah... His volatility should not have reached A yet." Zhuo Ke touched his head and said in a low voice.

On this question, Kevier said nothing.

In fact, he himself couldn't figure out why a B+ level guide could infiltrate his spiritual network.

"Perhaps he is very talented. Anyway, if there is no S-level guide, the boss can be with anyone. If you like it, try it..." Alec shrugged and said casually.As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Horan next to him pinch him suddenly. The sentry smacked his lips as if he had just woken up from a dream, and subconsciously looked at Keweier, his back covered with cold sweat.

Some facts cannot be told, because it would be too cruel for Keweier—even though his heart is as clear as a mirror.

Kevill felt Alec's nervousness, he shook his head with a smile, and said, "Think about it again, he doesn't need to be involved for the time being." He took out the document in his hand and put it in the middle, and the other three looked up past.

The data of the cliff-like decline was reflected on everyone's retinas, and the index of mental disturbance coefficient returning to healthy green hit the hearts of the three of them hard. There was a sound of fine mist.

For a long time, Alec swallowed his saliva, slumped on his chair, and murmured: "Is there something wrong with the equipment?"

"The instruments of the Xianlong Group." Keweier said indifferently.

"His Royal Highness Vivienne's rebirth breakthrough?" Alec rested his hands on the table, pondering.

"Your Highness is not sick or in trouble." Keweier replied.

"That's you, boss..." Alec's eyes flickered.

Kevill frowned, and looked at Alec with a smile, with a hint of hidden threat in his encouragement.Alec swallowed the ending sound back, and said sensiblely: "Boss, maybe this is really a material that can be made. It's okay to pull it out for exercise first, maybe it will be useful in the future..." After finishing speaking, he snickered .

"Exercising?" Kevill was silent for a moment, then turned his eyes to Huo Lun's body, and said nonchalantly, "What you said makes sense, why don't I make a plan and exercise this one together."

Alec's expression changed, and he keenly realized that Keweier was planning to avenge his long-distance training.He dragged his chair flat to Horen's side, begging for mercy with a cautious and mournful expression: "Boss! Be principled! You can't touch my guide!"

"Then what's the deal with you for moving Sith?" Kevill rubbed his wrist bone, calmly said.

The two sentries were haggling over prices, while Horen, who was in the center of the storm circle, watched with cold eyes, and Zhuo Ke, who was outside the wind circle, was at a loss, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.If he heard correctly, Kevill was seeking an explanation for that little-known guide?

……

In the large and empty research room, Kevill sat alone in the swivel chair, his elbow resting on the armrest, the muscles of his forearm showed neat lines in the backlight, and the video interface popped up from the wrist screen with his downcast eyes Flicking up and down, it freezes on the man leaning against the edge of the laboratory table in the middle of the screen.

The man seemed to be less than 30 years old, and he was wearing a standard lab coat and a white coat. The badge of the Imperial National Laboratory on the left chest was a little worn out. The serial number and name on it were clearly written: EM950.John Ti strange.

"Kavier? How are you doing recently?" John held a stack of documents in his hand and asked with a half-smile.

The relationship between him and Keweier has never been far or close. Although he is Keweier's attending doctor, they only met during the treatment process, and they have never seen each other at other times, let alone what Keweier asked him to do.

So when Kavier asked him for help yesterday, John's jaw almost dropped in shock.

"What happened to the matter that asked you to investigate?" Keweier cut to the point.

"The current information and evidence are incomplete, but I used my authority to find his previous medical report and combat data in the student system library of Imperial College. After my rigorous, thorough and clear analysis, I can tell you with certainty: that People are not B+-level guides in the general sense." John's voice was a little heavy, and it sounded a bit frosty in his ears.

"Not in a general sense?" Kavier repeated, as if thinking of something, "You mean, he might have concealed his level?"

"Not entirely. Judging from his instrument data and attributes, his level is stable at B+ level, but the contradiction is that his detection starting point is a bit higher than before, and it is extremely repulsive." John said After a lot of academic terms, he finally said succinctly: "In short, he may have mental metal disorder, and metal devices will weaken and hinder mental power, but this is only a possibility."

In other words, his grade may not really be B+.

"As for the compatibility between him and you, if you are concerned, you can test it yourself, but don't blame me for not reminding you, this guide is definitely not as simple as it seems." John's last sentence seemed to have reached Kevel's heart.

In fact, there is no conclusive evidence to prove Sith's doubts, but sometimes the sixth sense is very magical. Keweier was silent for a while, then nodded thoughtfully, "What more data do you need?"

"Blood samples, mental body data, and wave layer data... It would be even better if I could observe it live. Of course, the best thing is that you two play a few games together." John pondered and laughed.

But that is to say, he is not sure whether Keweier will agree.

"I see."

Without saying yes or no, Kevill turned off the video button after answering in a deep voice.

His back was leaning on the back of the chair, his body stretched out comfortably, and the sunlight outside the window fell on his body, covering his whole body with a layer of warm fur.The trembling eyelashes struggled a few times and then parted slightly, revealing two deep blue gaps, like a giant trench tens of thousands of meters deep, swallowing the gurgling undercurrent.

Keweier's mind was in a mess, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

That flamboyant young man was still lively and cheerful with the childishness of a teenager, looking back in the distance with blurred brows and eyes.

If there is really such a person who is worthy of his bruises and bruises, can he, can he indulge himself... Get the right to release loneliness once.

"Forget it." After a long silence, Kevil murmured.

The desire that had just emerged was pressed back into the muddy, wet and dark soil by those two words. He was like a tortoise wrapped in a thick armor, peeping at the excitement and happiness of others from the narrow gap, while hoping in his heart. Someone came to save him; but when someone approached him with a dazzling light, he dared not go out.

He was too frightened and timid to believe that anyone had the power to reach out to him.

Forget it, don't get your hopes up.