The Blade of Dawn in the middle of the night had a different scenery.
The moonlight rose and fell, and the path was deep and serene. The curtain of night blurred the outline of things, turning everything into a picture that looked like a curtain of water and clouds. On the secluded stone path, Allen and Adele walked in the direction of the student apartment. Allen was in front, and Adele was a little behind. No one said anything, and the atmosphere was awkward.
Allen said that he would leave first, and Adele returned to the academy with him. However, from the time the two of them got off, Allen's words made Adele feel very uncomfortable. This was the first time she had felt that she was at a disadvantage when interacting with the two of them, and the key was Allen.
Growing up in the Morsen Clan since she was a child, Adele had long since become accustomed to the deception between the nobles. It was normal to use each other. If the other party wasn't Allen, Adele would never have felt the way she did now. Allen came from the surface and lived with the snow wolves. His concept of the wolf race's group and companions was deeply ingrained.
Allen could not accept being used and betrayed. This was his bottom line and principle. Adele's use of him as a shield made him feel very uncomfortable, and made Adele feel a sense of guilt for the first time.
Seeing that the apartment was about to arrive, Adele finally couldn't help but shout, "Allen, wait a moment."
Allen stopped and turned to look at her. Adele sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. It's just that I know if I tell you that Leon will propose to me tonight, you won't want to accompany me, will you? "
"I don't know. But I'm sure that if you tell me the truth, I'll think about it seriously. "Allen shook his head and said," It's a pity that you chose to hide it. You can't even try to trust me. Adele, I don't know what you think of friends. But if it was me, I would believe him. If I agreed that he was my friend. "
Allen spread out his hands again and said, "Of course, I don't have many friends."
"Then do you think I'm your friend?" Asked Adele.
"You know the answer, don't you?"
Adele smiled sadly, "Allen, you may not understand, but it is not necessarily a good thing to be born into a famous family. I'm not moaning without reason. That's right, my family doesn't have to worry about food or clothing when it comes to material things. But ever since I could remember, I didn't dare to trust anyone, including my own parents. That's really tiring, so I want to head to the outer realm battlefield. Even if we have to face a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, it's still better than constantly scheming against others or being schemed against by others. "
"I don't know if I will believe you, but I will try … try to trust you. Of course, if you use it one day, just treat it as … Let's call it even. "When Adele said this, she seemed to have returned to her usual romantic appearance. She waved her hand and turned to leave, quickly disappearing into the night.
Allen took a deep breath and murmured, "Friends, friends …"
He turned around and walked back to his apartment. He had decided to forget about tonight's unhappiness. If Allen could tolerate a world, how could he not even tolerate an Adele?
The next few days returned to their original track, and Allen's time was filled with exploration and various training. After entering the elementary course of study, many more subjects were added to his curriculum, including cryptography. God knew if the knowledge of cryptography would be used on the battlefield in the Outer Realm, but Allen continued to learn, and soon memorized several conventional passwords, including the Morse code.
Adele appeared from time to time, and the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding not to mention the unpleasant things of that night, as if it had never been born. But Allen carefully noticed that there were subtle changes in Adele's body. For example, every time she was at the academy, she no longer wore men's clothes. Occasionally, she would wear one or two girl's accessories, making her neutral beauty even more pleasing to the eye.
However, in terms of temperament, he was still very wild, and there was no change in this aspect. Allen could roughly understand that Adele always wore men's clothes. Firstly, it was because of her competitive spirit that she didn't want to lose to men. Secondly, it was also because of her subconscious self-protection, which made her different from other noble young ladies and made her extremely charming.
On this day, Adele went to the academy and went straight home after lunch with Allen. After resting, Allen went to the library alone, but he bumped into Vera, a girl with a completely different style. He remembered that he had hardly talked to Vera since he had met her. Vera seemed to love black alone. No matter when, the impression she left on people was only this inky-black color.
Today was no exception. Black skirt and black boots, like a ghost, did not have the slightest sense of existence.
"Vera." Allen called softly, already prepared to be ignored.
But this time, Vera had a reaction. She nodded slightly and greeted him. She took out a painting from the painting folder and stuffed it into Allen's hand. Allen unfolded it and saw a man facing an endless enemy alone. The man only had one side of his face, and from the outline of his face, it was somewhat similar to his own.
"This is what I saw. It's about your future …" Vera's unique voice sounded.
Allen nodded and smiled, "It's a beautiful painting. I'll accept it."
"Aren't you worried at all?" Vera raised her head and asked doubtfully.
"What are you worried about?" Allen flicked the paper with his finger. "You said it yourself. The future is multifaceted. The future you see may not necessarily be born. Moreover, even if the future in the painting is born, so what? Look, at least I'm not dead yet. As long as I'm not dead, everything is possible! "
Perhaps it was Allen's strong confidence that infected the girl, and there was a glimmer of light in Vera's leaden eyes. She said, "I heard from Grandpa that you will set up your own hunting group in the future?"
"Of course, I will go on an expedition to the Outer Realm and explore the world outside the world." Allen nodded.
"My grades in cosmic geography are not bad. If you need a pilot, perhaps you can consider me." Vera raised her head and said, "If there's a chance, I want to go to the Outer Realm where my parents died in battle …"
Without waiting for Allen to answer, Vera went into the library first and merged into the shadows of the library. Allen thought that Vera's wish might be a good medicine to untie the knot in her heart. He couldn't think of a reason to refuse this request, not to mention that a pilot was indeed a necessary role in an expedition to the Outer Realm.
Of course, to be cautious, Allen still planned to ask Hughton for his opinion before making a decision. Moreover, there was still a long time before he set up a hunting group, so he didn't have to rush to answer.
Taking a deep breath, Allen also went into the library.
Soon, the one-month period set by Windsor Bellow was about to arrive. On the weekend of the fourth week, Dean Andrew called the four of them, including Allen, to his office.
The dean's office was surprisingly simple. It was only twenty to thirty square meters in area. Two bookshelves, a few tables and chairs, and a set of sand were all that was left in the office. The only decoration in the office was a row of bonsai on the windowsill. The only greenery kept the office from looking too monotonous.
Allen and the others were sitting on the sand, and Dean Andrew was still reviewing the documents. Everyone saw that he was still using an old-fashioned quill pen to gently dip it in the ink and leave a string of beautiful words on the document. In this era of electronic office work, not to mention a retro pen like the quill, even paper documents were quite rare.
Dean Andrew stood up and saw the youth's gaze fall on his quill pen. He smiled and said, "People love to be nostalgic when they get old, but nostalgia is not a bad thing. It reminds us that today comes from yesterday, and tomorrow is created in the present. "
The dean's words were thought-provoking, and Allen listened to them and remembered them in his heart.
"I called you here today because Marshal Windsor Bellow has news." Dean Andrew sat opposite the youths and said, "Marshal asked me to inform you that the second round of the exam is actual combat. On Monday morning, you must gather at the academy. She will send a car to pick you up to the military port and then take a special airship to the surface. "
"The location of the exam is a small town occupied by the predators in District 7 on the surface. Your task is to each lead an army and see who can take down this town faster and more efficiently and clean up the predators." Dean Andrew smiled.
"Actual combat?"
"Predators?"
The youths had different expressions. Weber was excited, while Pitts was a little timid. As for Allen, when he saw him, Andrew was stunned. In Allen's eyes, there was hatred that was surging like magma!
"Predators. Very good, very good … "Allen repeated these two words softly.
During his studies at Dawn Blade, Allen had also collected a lot of information about the predators. The academy's library itself was a huge repository of information. As long as it wasn't a secret of the Federation, one could almost find the information they needed in the library. Of course, the predators were not a secret of the Federation, so Allen could easily find information in this area.
According to the information he had found, the predators could be regarded as a "dangerous species" that had separated from the human race. Of course, their origins were also very sad. After the Battle of Dawn, terrifying radiation remained on the surface. In the first hundred years, a large portion of the people who were unable to enter Babylon and stay away from the surface died from the strong radiation that remained on the surface.
However, a small number of people survived tenaciously, but they were affected by the radiation and their bodies underwent a great degree of mutation. The most obvious mutation was the necrosis of nerve endings, making them no longer feel pain. The density of the bones increased, making them very strong and difficult to kill.
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