Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

On the carved dial of the vertical clock, the hour hand has passed zero, the second hand is ticking, and the minute hand is moving forward steadily.

It was already the middle of the night, but everyone in the room was still awake, and no one felt sleepy.

"At the beginning of the establishment of the Alberta School, like Osmond, it was originally a college that recruited students from the entire Asa continent. There were many dark biology students in the magic class, and the classes were divided according to the elemental talents of each student. Human and dark biology students can be mixed in the ordinary element class at the same time. At that time, although not everyone could accept living with the undead demons, at least the students in the academy got together every day, and they got to know each other more and more. They are all friendly.”

Hall talked about the Alberta College in his memory in a nostalgic tone. He would occasionally stop when he was talking somewhere, his expression was slightly dazed, and then he continued.

"There are the most dark biology students in the magic class. Except for all the courses related to the application of elements, courses such as pharmacy and meditation are also popular among the dark biology students. The college specially hires professors who are proficient in undead magic and magic cycle. Many human beings Even if the students can't use the power of magic and undead, they will go to their classrooms to take lessons driven by curiosity, and listen to these knowledge that are not common in Angelo."

After talking about the situation at Alberta College for a while, and not knowing where to start, Hall changed the subject and talked about his encounter with his best friend Lawrence.

"Lawrence and I met at the beginning of school. He was in the same class as me. I was picked up by the elders in my family to report to the swordsmanship class. He came to go through the admission procedures alone, in a pile of radish heads accompanied by his parents. It was so obvious that I saw him right away."

"When I first saw him, I wanted to talk to him, but he walked very fast, and there were so many new students that day, he disappeared into the crowd in a flash. Later, I finally found out his name and class, and I was stunned. Going to block him in a daze - this is a seriously wrong demonstration of making friends, and he didn't think I was less annoying at first."

"However, I don't have many other advantages, but my perseverance is quite good, and I am very thick-skinned. Lawrence's family education prevented him from driving me away directly. He couldn't say anything that was too rude, so I pretended not to know that he disliked it. I'm annoying, just keep sticking to him until he doesn't think I'm annoying anymore."

At the end of the conversation, a smile that can be called a "smirk" appeared on Hall's face. At this moment, the image of the legendary hero and the "brown candy" in the notepad coincided, and Hall smiled like A silly boy who recalls his first love chasing girls.

"Let me tell you, Lawrence doesn't seem to like to talk to people, he's a little hard to get close to, but he's actually pretty good. After he found that he couldn't make me stop following him, he acquiesced to let me follow him, and he didn't stop The control of magic power and the use of spells are very good, and the other courses are also very good. I have to rub his notes at the end of each semester..."

Allen and Eli held a cup of hot tea and sat opposite Hall, just listening to the legendary hero talk about the past—from how he met Lawrence, to how he succeeded in making the other party stop annoying him, Then how to occupy a place beside the other party.

Although the topic has gone off track, the only listeners in the room have shown the good qualities that good listeners should have, and no one has commented on the off topic and interrupted the story.

Allen and Eli listened silently, letting the souls who hadn't had a good chat with anyone for a long time talk freely.

— It’s just that they still have many questions.

Allen listened and thought about what he cared about—for example, why the Alberta College, which originally recruited students from the entire Asa continent, changed its policy, hated all undead demons, and drew a clear line to strictly prohibit entry; How did Lawrence's Hall "throw away" the sword of Hall that Lawrence personally made for him, and where did this "piss off" come from.

All these made Allen very concerned.

He had a vague premonition that as long as he could get through this link, he could further help Eli solve the mystery of his life experience.

"Are you wondering why I threw away the sword of Hall, especially after you heard the hidden metaphor?"

The soul does not need to breathe, but Hall did take a deep breath before continuing to say this sentence.

Of course, Allen and Eli both responded in the affirmative.

Hall rumpled his messy curly hair even more, and smiled wryly again: "I may have talked too much, and I almost forgot the main thing—the reason why I threw away Hall's sword was because Lawrence broke with me. gone."

"Break?" Eli asked in surprise.

Everyone knows that the legendary hero Hall and his best friend are inseparable, and their friendship is extremely strong. There are even rumors that Hall retired after his best friend passed away.

Such a pair of close friends who have given oaths of love and protection will break up?

Hall's answer brought new questions,

In the topic tonight, it seems that all the questions are questions under the question.

"Let me think about where to start all this. I know this answer will definitely bring you new confusion, but I have to say that Alberta College has since changed its attitude and forbids undead and demons from approaching." Half a step, breaking with Lawrence and me, the two things trace back to the root, and the cause is actually the same-it's all my fault."

Yes, it was all his fault.

Hall repeated this sentence in his heart.

He looked at the two confused young men sitting across from him, one of whom was a direct victim of his mistakes, which, though he hadn't intended to cause them, were wrong.

The consequences of his willfulness back then are irreversible.

"It's all my fault." Hall repeated it in a low voice, as if emphasizing it.

Eli saw the heroic swordsman he had dreamed of growing up raised his hand and covered his eyes.

Allen didn't speak after the question just now. He knew that Hall hadn't finished speaking, and he just needed a little time to slow down.

After a long time, Hall finally spoke again.

"Actually, at first, the reason for my mistakes was very simple." Hall whispered, "I just hope to be with Lawrence forever."

One human, one night clan.

The difference in race determines that Hall and Lawrence are destined to have different life spans.

When Hall was old, Lawrence was probably still young and handsome. As long as he thought of such a gap and an irresistible difference, Hall, who was still young at that time, found it difficult to accept.

It was at that time that he learned about the conversion experiment being carried out by the Vaal family.