Holy Institution

The fire elements condensed into flames, forcing the scattered water elements back to the surroundings.

Although Dilling could clearly feel the light and heat of the fire, the place in his mind that belonged to the flame was pitch black, and there was nothing there.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden chill on his back, and the hand that had been supporting him withdrew.

Dilling opened his eyes.

Heiden had put away the flames.

A thin layer of gray light fell from the sparse silver stars in the night sky, just above their heads.

For the first time, Dilling felt that the flickering light in Hyde's eyes was no longer so bright and penetrating.

"It seems that I overestimated you." Hyde looked down at him condescendingly because he was half a head taller.

Di Lin clenched his fingers by his side suddenly, "Come back tomorrow!"

Hyde curled his lips, "Do I look like someone who is free every day?"

Dilling pursed his lips tightly.

"Perhaps," Heiden's face moved closer to his ear, "You were right to focus on the endorsement earlier."

Dilling turned his head.

The tip of the nose of the two faces each other, the difference is only the thickness of a piece of paper.

"I'll take the first place." Dilling paused.

The hot air of his breath sprayed on Heidein's lips, making him frown involuntarily and lean back.

"It will also meet your standards." Dilling stared at him. Although he knew that the other party might not be able to see his expression, he still acted serious and determined.

"My standard?" Heiden snorted softly, then turned around and walked out of the forest.

Dilling stood there for a while.The wind in the forest brushed against his back from time to time, helping him to slowly put away the sweat on his body.

Back in the tent, Suo Suo was sleeping on his stomach with his head out, with a glistening stream of saliva trailing beside his chubby face.

Dilling reluctantly took out a handkerchief to wipe it off for him.

Soso moved, turned his head to the other side and continued to sleep.

A hand suddenly reached out, holding a bowl of corn chowder on it.

Di Lin followed his hand and turned his head, and saw Neia smiling at him. "I saved dinner for you."

It is true that a loaf of bread cannot stand for too long.

The first moment Dilling smelled the corn soup, he felt a strong desire in his stomach.He took the bowl and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Neia knelt down beside him, "Unfortunately, it's cold."

Di Lin took a sip and praised, "It's delicious even when it's cold."

"Really?" Neia's eyes swept away from the corn soup.

Di Lin asked in surprise, "You didn't drink it?" He immediately realized that this bowl of soup must have been saved by Neia for him.Because the chef in the college cafeteria divides the meals according to the head.He looked at the bowl, hesitating whether to give him half the bowl.After all, he has already drank this bowl of soup, so it is obviously extremely impolite to share it out like this.

As if seeing through his hesitation, Neia smiled and said, "I ate a whole piece of steak, and my stomach still feels uncomfortable even now."

Dilling then lowered his head and continued to drink the soup.

After finishing the soup, Neia took the bowl very naturally. By the time Di Lin realized it, he had already walked a long way with the bowl.

Looking at his back, Di Lin felt an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.Neia's attitude towards him seemed to have gone beyond what he knew.

He sat down outside the tent, quietly waiting for Neia to come back, which was the only courtesy he could return at this moment.

The sound of footsteps slowly came from behind.

Dilling couldn't help but look back.

Alidi was walking over quietly with his waist bent, and when he saw him turn around, he was slightly startled, quickened his pace, and knelt down beside him.

"What's wrong?" Dilling looked at him inexplicably.

It was late, and most of the people had already gone to bed, so Alidi's cautious look seemed particularly ridiculous.

"I know where the test papers for this competition are kept." Alidi lowered his voice, "It's in Library No. [-]."

Dilling frowned, "So what?"

Alidi glared at him angrily, "Do you really think that we can recite the top six if we recite it this way?"

Dilling said, "What you should care most about right now is yourself."

Alidi came here excitedly, but after eating such a nose, he felt very bored, and shook his hands and said: "It's up to you. Anyway, the bet is Soso. For me, the more unlucky the Gulan people are, the happier I will be." He saw Di Lin's eyes suddenly turned cold, he couldn't help shrinking his shoulders, and bowed back as he did when he came.

Disappointed by him, Di Lin also turned back to the tent and lay down.

Although the surroundings were quiet, his heart could not calm down.

Every word, every sentence, every expression of Heidein replayed in his mind so vividly.He even used his imagination to patch up Heidein's possible expression at that time in the dim light in the forest.

Must be arrogant and disdainful of disappointment...

Di Lin was startled.

Disappointment presupposes hope.Why did Hyde have hope for him alone?

Or, he had already told Neia and the others these words, and since he was not around, he added it for him alone?

He thought about Hydein, and thought about the game along the way.

In fact, although Alidi's idea is bad, the meaning he expresses is not wrong.Even if they work hard to endorse, the hope of getting the top six is ​​still very vague.As far as he knows, many of the students who can join the Holy Academy are geniuses in the true sense, not only comprehension, perception, but also memory.Maybe what they don't necessarily remember over and over again, others can memorize it just by looking at it.

He sat up, looked at Suo Suo's innocent sleeping face, and heaved a long sigh.Suo Suo's situation in Gu Lan is not good.He originally hoped that Soso could use his status as a graduate of the Holy Academy to improve his status, but now it seems that there are many difficulties.

perhaps……

His eyes darkened.

Perhaps Alidi's proposal isn't entirely unfeasible.

Dilling got out of the tent distractedly.

Only a few figures swayed in the open space.

He thought of Neia who was going to wash the dishes, so he went to Neia and Raymond's tent, and quietly opened a small slit with his fingers, trying to confirm whether he had returned.But the scene in front of him surprised him.

Not only was there no Neia in the tent, even Raymond was gone.

Di Lin's face darkened, and he walked quickly to Alidi's tent.

Alidi and Jeffrey were lying back to back.

As if sensing his gaze, Alidi turned over and sat up, "You!"

"What about Neia?"

Most of Alidi's face was hidden in the darkness, "How do I know?"

"Both he and Raymond are gone." Dilling said in a deep voice, "If you don't know where they are, then I have to find the mentor to find a way."

Seeing that he turned to leave, Alidi was anxious, and quickly said: "I know, I know."

Dilling squinted at him.

"I just told them the answer was in Library One. It was up to them to go," grumbled Alidi.

Dilling shook his head and left.

Alidi sat restlessly in the tent.

Only then did Jeffrey sit up rubbing his eyes, "What happened?"

Alidi snorted coldly.

If you really wanted to know what happened, Dilling would have sat up when he spoke.Why wait for someone to leave before putting on a show?But Alidi doesn't have time to expose his little trick now.Dilling's attitude made him feel that he had done a very stupid thing.It was obviously a good intention, but now he seemed to be the culprit.

He spat and rushed out of the tent.

Library No. [-] at night is eerie like a legendary ghostly residence.

Dilling ran to the gate and stopped, slowly adjusting his breathing.

The library door was ajar, and Luce was unexpectedly not in his usual place.

The aisle directly in front of him, which has been walked no less than a hundred times this month, seems to have become an endless black hole.The moonlight stopped a dozen centimeters in front of the French windows on both sides, and the gray and black were distinct.

Di Lin took a deep breath, touched the beating heart on his left chest with his palm, and walked in slowly.

The leather shoes under his feet tapped the floor lightly, once and for all.

For the first time, Dilling knew that the sound from the library floor was so crisp.