Albert College

"My God."

Kafir took a deep breath and murmured.

The tentacles are getting tighter and tighter, and the barrier is like a fragile eggshell. Under such pressure, it may break at any time, and then they will be squeezed to pieces.

The assailant has already revealed his figure from the cold fog. It is wearing a robe, except for the tentacles protruding from the hem, the rest is covered. It is impossible to tell what kind of race it is. It is suspended in the air without weight, and the tentacles It is also translucent light blue, and the whole looks like a huge jellyfish.

It was undoubtedly a ghost.

Caesar glanced almost annoyed at the magic circle a few steps away.

He wouldn't have fallen into this situation originally, but unfortunately he still couldn't stop his damn conditioned reflex.It seems that the college's long-term justice education has some effect, at least it can effectively turn people into fools.

Caesar let go of Kafir's collar, and asked coldly, "Do you have any similar toys that can help us get out of trouble?"

Caesar's gaze was colder than the polar cold wind. If it was normal, Kafir would definitely escape, but now he is pressed on the hard wooden floor, surrounded by a transparent barrier, and outside is The monster who was eyeing him covetously, so he had no choice but to make an innocent expression as much as possible.

"Well, I really want to say that there is still, but after all, I just came to check it out, and then I went back to take a shower and go to bed... The school's hot water is only provided until three o'clock, I have to say that this is really unreasonable Yes, I have reported to the above many times, but no one has paid attention to me..."

Kafir couldn't stop the car as soon as he opened his mouth, and began to criticize the school's management system endlessly, and tended to complain about the climacteric syndrome of the class director.

······Great, it looks like he is "lucky" to have a pig-like teammate now.

Caesar resisted the urge to sigh and stroke his forehead, and forced himself to think of ways to escape.

It's not that they have no chance of winning, the magic circle is right next to them, they just need to find a way to lure the opponent over.But it's actually very difficult, and the ghost seems determined to kill them...

Wait a minute, no, something is weird.

Why did the drunks who were attacked for the first time get away with it, but they were attacked so violently?Because of his intentions?

Impossible, not to mention whether the ghost has such an IQ, it was not him who attacked first, but Kafir.

why?

He is the one who wants to seal the ghost, and he is also the one who is closer to the gem that can attract the ghost. Why was Kafir attacked first?

If only this could be figured out...

Kaffir was stared at a little hairy, so he moved his body awkwardly, trying to find something to get Caesar's attention back: "Are we going to lie on the ground like this all the time? If we are discovered by others in a while, it seems that we are still It's a shame. But we're better off than that wretch, and we're not hurt or bleeding."

"Unfortunately, it's only temporary."

Few people pass through this place, and no one will come to rescue them in a short time.The enchantment will be broken soon, and it is too late to draw the magic circle, and relying on reciting the protective spell can only last for a few seconds.

Caesar sneered absently, but the next moment he caught a ray of inspiration.

Blood?

That's right, it's blood!

The blood is red, before it becomes a black stain on the wall; the ghost likes red things; the ghost's possession is very unstable; there is a little blood on Kafir's clothes.Various fragments emerged in Caesar's head one by one, and disappeared one by one, finally reaching a conclusion.

The mage's blood was somewhat powerful, so the ghost transferred to the bloodstain when it attacked the drunk, and it was because of the impact at that time that it gave up the prey it was about to get.

In other words, the ghost is just following its instincts, chasing the bloodstains left on Kafir's body, its attachments!

if it is like this···

Caesar made a decisive decision and stretched his right hand towards Kafir's uniform, trying to tear off the blood-stained part, but unfortunately the thin-looking fabric did not move at all.

I pulled it, but it still didn't move...

The quality is so damn good, there is no doubt that the school's funds are used in such meaningless places!

He angrily used his left hand as well.

After Caesar worked hard for nearly a minute, Kafir finally understood his intention, and silently took out a small knife from his pocket.

Caesar: ······

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the atmosphere fell into a stagnation.

The tentacles outside shook suddenly, shaking the two of them.

Only then did Caesar come back to his senses, grabbed the knife roughly, cut off a strip of cloth, wrapped it around a button, looked down at Kafir, and said expressionlessly: "Wait for me to send a signal, you Just remove the barrier and start chanting the protective spell at the same time."

Although he didn't understand what Caesar was going to do, Kafir was only silent for a while, then nodded in agreement.

After all, people who are betting on their own lives are generally worth trusting.Besides, the monster outside didn't look like he could wait for him to spend too much time weighing the pros and cons.

Caesar glanced at him somewhat unexpectedly.He was [-]% sure, but Kafir didn't know this, but he still agreed.There are not many people who can choose so quickly between being smashed by monsters and being killed by teammates these days.

But he immediately withdrew his attention, turned his attention to the ghost that continued to attack the transparent mask, and successfully found the opportunity between the two attacks.

"Go!"

The ring exploded into powder in an instant, and the blocking barrier shattered. At the same time, Caesar threw the piece of cloth neatly.

With the help of the button's gravity, the thing drew a beautiful parabola and flew steadily towards the magic circle on the other side.Time seemed to be frozen, and the ghost's movements paused for a moment. Kafir took the opportunity to chant a spell, and a new light curtain was quickly formed. Although it was much weaker than the original one, it was enough.

Because the ghost didn't attack them at all, it twisted its tentacles, hesitated for a moment, and then rushed straight to the blood-stained cloth - and rushed to the trap at the same time.

Kafir was busy reciting the protective spell, but Caesar's mouth could be idle. He began to recite a long series of difficult characters without hesitation. Under the strange pronunciation, the magic circle on the ground began to shine, and the gemstone A red band of light like an arm extends from it.The ghost didn't even react, it was firmly grasped by the body, pulled over fiercely, and sank inside without making a sound.

The battle ended in an instant like this, silently, without the beginning and end of a novel, but just as thrilling and exciting.

Kafir opened his mouth stupidly, not sure if he should continue to chant the spell.

Caesar got up from him, patted the mage robe on himself in distaste, as if wanting to pat away the foolish bacteria that accidentally got on it, then walked over to pick up the gem.Now this broken red stone can really be called a gem. Its color has changed, and there are deep and coquettish blood-colored stripes on the bright red background. From a distance, it looks like a burning flame, as if suddenly Lost life is worth a lot at first sight.

Kafir got up in a panic, his face was still a little dusty, his dark green hair was messy, and his uniform was in a mess.He scratched his head for no apparent reason, and it took him a while to realize that they were lucky to survive.

"Life is actually really good, shall we have a celebratory hug?" he asked emotionally.

"No need, it will stain my clothes." Caesar refused him mercilessly. After dusting off the clothes, he turned around and left, completely unwilling to communicate with the friend in need.

Kaffir took a hurtful glance at his white uniform—it was gray now—and ran after him, grinning forcefully: "Anyway, you saved my life. I think we should be friend."

Caesar decided to ignore him.

This person has always had a gentle smile, full of gentle and harmless aura, as if he cares about everyone, and is willing to share his kindness unstintingly at any time, but Caesar always feels that there is a kind of kindness in him. A wonderful sense of disobedience, this does not mean that his expression is too fake or anything else, but an atmosphere, as if the smell of blood in the slaughterhouse will never fade away.

Of course, this may be his illusion, but anyway, he just doesn't want to have anything to do with Kafir.

"I won't report this matter, so you don't have to worry about being punished for intervening in the ghost incident without permission."

But Kafir seemed completely unaware of this. He enthusiastically followed Caesar, like a tail that could not be shaken off, all the way to the door of Caesar's bedroom, and kept chattering, as if they already knew each other Ten years instead of ten minutes.

"After getting to know you, you will find that you are actually a very nice guy. Although everyone says you are unreasonable, the rumors are basically just rumors."

"Understood" in less than one night?Probably in the eyes of good old Kafir, everyone is a good person.

"No matter what time you seem to be alone, you can come to me in the future and I'd love to accompany you to lunch, class, etc. Of course, as long as you are a little bit friendly, I'm sure you will soon have many more friend."

If every so-called friend talks so much, then being alone is actually the right choice.Caesar slandered silently.

"Speaking of which, our magic theory instructor will be changing tomorrow. We plan to hold a party for him in the next few days as a welcome. Do you want to come together?"

Are you kidding me?

Caesar unlocked the door and looked at him coldly: "I don't want to listen to someone who hasn't talked to someone for too long, and I'm not interested in attending a party with someone I haven't even met. So you can now Turn around and go."

Kafir now completely regards Caesar as his friend. Although the other party showed 100% hostility, he just flinched a little, then smiled foolishly, and said blankly: "I still I thought you would be interested, after all, the new instructor is called Ebner Bastian. But anyway, there will be a magic theory class tomorrow, and you will be able to meet him then."

But Caesar didn't care about this, he was slightly taken aback.

Ebner?

That Ebner Bastian?