Everything calmed down.

At 2:15 in the middle of the night, the sea tide was low, dark clouds were looming in the sky, the moonlight was hidden in the depths, and everything was calm on the Mediterranean Sea.

The silent night once again covered the Bride Island, all light sources went out, and the figure of the goddess Hera disappeared in the darkness.

The door made of light and shadow also disappeared into the shadows, becoming a secret that no one knew.

A helicopter flew across the sea and sky, hovering on Bride Island. The team wearing black windbreakers jumped out of the helicopter without any landing tools and landed safely.

The off-site assistance called by Elizabeth arrived at the scene on time, but the incident was basically over, and what awaited them was the work of cleaning up the battlefield.

On the other side——

The fourth yacht of the hunter team was docked next to a reef just one nautical mile away from Bride Island.

There is only one person on the yacht, and he is the employer.

He held up his binoculars to spy on the situation on Bride's Island from a distance, and watched helplessly as the helicopter full of specialists from the Executive Department of Kassel College flew to Bride's Island.

He lowered the telescope helplessly, took out a water-filled mobile phone, and dialed a certain phone number.

"The bride plan failed. Someone ambushed the island, but I don't know who is behind it." The employer said to the person on the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone is of a higher level.

"So, is the location of that door exposed?" The voice on the phone was specially processed and was a mechanically synthesized male voice.

"I don't know. If it is exposed, all our business results over the past few years will be reduced to ashes." The employer shook his head, "But fortunately, even if they find the door, they may not be able to open it. We still have a chance.

"

The other end of the phone said: "Let me tell you some bad news. Dictator has set his sights on us."

"Dictado?" Upon hearing this name, the employer's expression changed drastically.

Dictado, in the pronunciation of ancient Rome, this word refers to "dictator". Whenever the Roman Republic was in a state of emergency, the Senate would elect a dictator to oversee the administration, military, legislation, justice, etc.

All power is given to this person, giving him power over everything.

But here, Dictado refers to a person.

In the executive department of Kassel Academy, each A-level elite specialist has his own code name, and the code name is often derived from the name of their weapon.

Dictado is this person's weapon and his code name.

"But I heard that Dick Lado just graduated from Cassel College the year before last year. He is 24 years old this year. His GPA is so low that it is frowning. It is the same as George W. Bush's grades at Yale University. We need to

Are you afraid of such an ignorant boy?" The employer showed disdain.

"Don't underestimate any young man. Alexander the Great has already begun to challenge the Persian Empire at this age... What's more, Dictado once killed Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire. With this achievement alone

It's enough to make his name engraved in the history of hybrids forever. Against such a dragon-slaying hero, we must be prepared to fight to the death!"

The King of Bronze and Fire, one of the four great monarchs of the dragon clan, is in charge of the ultimate alchemy and fire elements. His dragon shadow keeps appearing on the back of history, and the country pointed by his sword must be burned by the angry flames. He is

One of the eternal nightmares of hybrids.

But it died after all. It was killed by Dictado in the "Operation Bronze" a few years ago, and Yonghen's nightmare fell.

Although the killing was full of doubts, there is no doubt that Dicrado gave Norton the fatal blow.

Thinking of this, the employer finally put away his contempt and showed the same readiness: "As ordered, I will fight to the death at any time!"

The small boat quickly started moving and left silently on the dark sea. No one noticed its existence.

Between the ocean and the sky, time passes slowly, the morning light fades away the thick fog at night, and the next morning comes...

...

...

In the Golden Iris Academy, warm golden light fell from the skylight and sprinkled on the mirror-smooth floor tiles and the girls' skin.

Now is the lunch break and the girls have one hour of free time.

In the open-air lounge near the sea, they sat together in small groups. Some were flipping through fashion magazines, some were talking about love history, and some were playing chess.

There are even people playing mahjong.

For example, leaning against a square table in the corner, four girls were playing mahjong in full swing.

"Winice, it's your turn, you've been waiting for a long time." A Japanese girl said calmly.

"I know, I know!" Winnies was anxious, picked up a card and swung it on the table!

"Five barrels!"

"Bump!" The Japanese girl's eyes flashed sharply, and she pushed out the two five-cylinders.

The current situation is quite tight, there are not many cards left in the deck, Xiziyue and the Japanese girl have already listened to the cards, the other black girl is already close, and Winnies is lying down waiting to die... She just touched it

, and ended up forgetting to play out the cards. This situation is commonly known as the misfortune, and you will never be able to play cards randomly.

Sure enough, Mahjong is ultimately an oriental art, and only Asians can stand on the final winning stage.

It's Xi Ziyue's turn to play the cards.

After taking a deep breath, she reached her hand towards the pile of cards, picked up the card with an arc of light, and raised it into the sky.

It's like a forward move for a big move.

Xi Ziyue closed her eyes and passed her thumb across the cards——

That's right, that's the card.

"Zi Gang." Xi Ziyue's eyes opened.

The four pieces of eight pieces were pushed out like a moon by Xizi and hit the edge of the mahjong table, shaking the whole table.

The supplementary card after the kong card, the end of the card pile——

At this moment, the remaining three people seemed to have been hit by a comic-like effect line, showing expressions of astonishment.

When the dust finally settled, Xi Ziyue slapped the newly added card on the table with a victor's attitude.

A piece of elegant font 70,000.

"If you touch it, flowers will bloom on the bar." Xi Ziyue said softly.

The remaining three people were shocked, as if they had seen a plot that could only appear in anime.

Blossoming on the kong is to complete the self-draw through the supplementary card drawn out of the kong. It is a very shocking way of winning cards, and the reward multiplier will be doubled several times.

If this were compared to other mahjong series, this would be a unique stunt exclusive to the protagonist.

The other three people had dark faces... No, at least the black girl didn't have to have dark faces. Anyway, these three people reluctantly passed the bargaining chip to Xi Ziyue.

These chips are small coins, and each coin represents a certain amount of snack.

To put it bluntly, the four of them were gambling together on the snack stocks hidden under their beds.

Xi Ziyue already knows about Winnieth's inventory.

The Japanese girl's inventory consists of chocolates, candies, sandwich biscuits, rice cakes, and puffs.

The black girl's inventory consists of spicy snacks such as jerky, and cola juice.

But now, Xi Ziyue also has one.

"Let's play some other time. I have to go back and prepare a poetry essay." The black girl lamented and left.

Suddenly it became three and one, and the Japanese girl also yawned and left, and the mahjong table just disappeared.

The sea breeze blew slowly, and occasionally seagulls flew over the head, making a few long calls. Xi Ziyue lay lazily on the card table, like a nap between classes.

Although the intruder incident happened last night, it felt like a long time had passed to her.

After using the royal power, great fatigue enveloped her, and she fell asleep lying on the coffin board of the sarcophagus. It was quite a strange scene.

When she woke up this morning, she was already lying on the bed in her room, as if nothing had happened.

However, traces of the fight that night did exist.

The restaurant on the third floor of the dormitory building is closed, with a sign saying it is under maintenance.

A window on the second floor of the teaching building was missing, and the door to the basement was sealed.

Apparently, a powerful organization came over to clean up the battlefield last night, and people who woke up the next day were completely unaware of what happened last night.

If I have to say it, the effect of the spirit of speech and luck has also left its mark... For example, the blow that bloomed on this bar just now. If I hadn't saved the galaxy in my previous life, it would be difficult to have such good luck.

Xi Ziyue stretched out her arms from the mahjong table, closing and opening her fingers toward the sea, like a cat that was bored and playing with its paws.

Winis suddenly moved her head over and stared at Xi Ziyue's palm.

"What's wrong?" Xi Ziyue asked.

"You keep looking at the back of your hands like this today. Did you apply some new nail polish?" Winnies asked.

Xi Ziyue was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she had been doing this action today.

Maybe it was to test my own strength. I recalled that I had used this hand to hold ppk last night.

Testing everything to see if it really happened.

"Did you have any nightmares last night?" Winnies tilted her head and looked at Xi Ziyue's expression from a different angle.

"What happened to me?" Xi Ziyue asked.

"You haven't looked very happy today, as if you've seen something sad." Winnis' expression dropped a bit, with bad memories settling in her clear eyes.

Winnies continued: "When I was in elementary school, I passed by an alley one day. It was raining that day, and a dead cat was lying on the side of the road... I was very sad and sad at the time.

I haven't felt comfortable for a whole week, just like you are now."

Xi Ziyue's expression wavered as she lay down.

It is indeed the same as what Winnis said. Xi Ziyue always couldn't get rid of the boy who fell in the moonlight last night. The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. The worse he felt, the more he thought about it...

.As if just thinking about it can make him want to live.

But even if he really survived, he would just get up and hit himself with a chili oil bomb to keep him lying down.

"Yes, when I was wandering by the beach yesterday, I saw a dead seagull floating on the beach." Xi Ziyue made up a metaphorical lie.

"Yeah, that's really uncomfortable. It should have flown up." Winnies nodded and pursed her lips unconsciously.

"Then what did you do then? After seeing the dead kitten... just eat snacks?" Xi Ziyue asked.

"It's very simple. The teacher gave me some psychological counseling." Winnies smiled. Maybe her teacher was a very good person.

"Is it that simple?" Xi Ziyue asked.

"The solution to many things is actually that simple. The key is communication. There is a life mentor who can listen to you about many things." Winnies showed a serious look.

"Okay, I will also find a teacher for psychological counseling." Xi Ziyue said.

The only person on this island who can be called a psychological counselor is the old nun from the Vatican, but when you think about the revolver hidden under her nun's skirt, why does this psychological counseling sound so dangerous?

"Ha, you must be afraid of grandma, right?" Winnis thought she had seen through Xi Ziyue's thoughts.

"Don't be afraid. I've asked about it. My grandmother used to be from Central Asia. In her words, it's very difficult to believe in God in her place. You have to hold a Bible in one hand and a revolver in the other. She

The gun will only fire at those who defile the purity of the girl!"

It turns out there really is a revolver!

"Well, I will go find her afterwards." Xi Ziyue said.

That’s what he said, but of course Xi Ziyue would not come to her grandma’s prayer cabinet and say that I, like 007, went all the way through last night, but witnessed a death, and felt very sad. I hope God can comfort the injured little one.

Heart... I guess if you say this, the old lady will be scared and fly out.

Perhaps, there was something that separated her from the normal world. Cassel's textbook called this thing "Blood Mourning."

Blood Mourning separates hybrids from the normal world, and it is precisely because of Blood Mourning that everyone can come together at Kassel Academy.

Just let this matter be kept as a secret in your heart. When you mature one day, you can talk about it with a smile and say that I was scared when I saw blood for the first time.

The dean's voice suddenly came over: "Classmate Xi Ziyue..."

Xi Ziyue looked over and found that the former cold and arrogant dean was standing tremblingly behind her, with a forced smile on his face.

Ever since Elizabeth came that day, she has always been like this, which made Xi Ziyue feel embarrassed.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Xi Ziyue asked expressionlessly as usual.

"That's it...that..." The dean's eyes kept dodging, and he adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses again and again.

"That's right, that lady is here to see you again. She is already waiting on the roof of the dormitory." She said hesitantly.

Xi Ziyue's thoughts paused.

Elizabeth Laurent, she's here again, or she's finally here.

Ten minutes later, Xi Ziyue arrived at the top floor of the dormitory building. This was supposed to be a public activity space for students, but at this time it had been booked privately.

Two helicopters were parked on the tarmac not far away. The helicopters exuded a dangerous atmosphere, and one could imagine that there were bodyguards and the like sitting inside.

On the other side, in the small pavilion on the roof, a completely different style of British afternoon tea was being performed. A gentleman who looked like a butler stood upright behind the hostess. Next to him, there was a waiter in a tuxedo playing the violin, and a cute and well-behaved maid supported the host.

The Victorian-style black umbrella is like a big chocolate cake, with layers upon layers.

There are a dazzling array of desserts on the table, and every dessert is forbidden in this college... But there is no way, this person is the school director, she has the final say.

"Hi, Xi Ziyue, we meet again." Elizabeth said with a smile and waved far away. Today she is still a simple and elegant lady, but she looks so young, like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

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Chapter completed!