Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

In the underground battlefield, the black-haired girl is holding a silver-edged sword and moving quickly. The blade can hardly be seen clearly. Only the sound of blows from the air and the flashing arc of the silver sword indicate its existence. .

After a few breaths, the ten crystal sims who were fighting with him fell down, shattered into various crystal block powders, and then slowly evaporated and disappeared into the air.

"Even though such a Sequence 4 crystal man is not agile enough to react quickly, his physical strength is stronger than that of ordinary Sequence 4 Extraordinary, and there is also AI control and cooperation between them... However, they were still defeated in a short time." Behind the curtain wall on the other side of the battlefield, the two senior teachers looked at the girl who had stopped and made brief comments.

In normal life, Tilan always looks weak and slender, but in battle she is extremely decisive, and her moves are not messy, very fast and neat.

"Actually, it wasn't like this at the beginning. Her swordsmanship still had some ancient style at the beginning of the semester, and it was more graceful and gorgeous, but she learned very fast. In the gradual practice, she gradually optimized and adjusted herself, and removed a lot of unnecessary things. actions, and finally formed the current style."

"The moves of swordsmanship are often related to the mood and character of the user. It seems that she has grown a lot during this time."

"About swordsmanship, there is no teacher in the academy who can teach her. At most, it is used as a partner to exchange ideas. What she lacks now is some actual combat experience, as well as the skills and knowledge to deal with various methods."

"Fighting in reality, the situation is complex and changeable, the opponent will not fight you honestly, guns, bombs, mental interference, multi-person siege, ray weapons, etc. If you have no experience with many methods, you will be overwhelmed when you encounter them for the first time. deficit."

"This is the case with Walker in the first grade. It's a pity, this genius who should have a bright future."

"Okay, she has finished her training now, we just go down and have a few words with her, and explain the follow-up training plan."

Not long after, the two senior teachers walked out of the viewing room and came to the training ground to talk to the black-haired girl.

"Good evening, Tilan." Both of them are Sequence 6, teachers in the academy, and have rich mission experience in the office before.

"Good evening, Mr. Borg, Mr. N." The girl turned her sword behind her back and bowed to salute.

Of the two teachers, one is a little fatter and a little bald, while the other is much more capable. Even wearing a coat, you can still feel the tough muscle lines.

"Today's training was very good, and we all admired it. Tilan, your talent and speed of improvement are amazing. I often say that the school is lucky to have a child like you." Borg nodded slightly, with a kind expression on his face.

"However, the form of the battlefield is far more complicated than training. Later, we will teach you how to deal with various emergencies. Escaping when necessary is also a strategy, and it is not shameful." N wore black glasses and continued to explain.

"Okay." The girl nodded.

"Originally, I didn't intend to let you get in touch so early, but considering what happened recently, it would be better to talk about it in advance."

"Is it about Valk?" Tilan also heard about it from her classmates recently.

"That's right, he was too reckless that day. Although he has received treatment now, according to the doctors, the sequelae may be difficult to remove, alas." The two regretted it.

Afterwards, after explaining Tilan's follow-up course arrangement, the two encouraged them a few more words before leaving.

Time passed day by day, and it was another afternoon. After finishing her studies, Tilan was sitting in a white tower in Ades Academy to rest. The windows look out to the lake and meadows below.

The black and white intervals of light and shadow shone on Tilan's body, the slender neck was illuminated by white light, reflecting a little halo, making the edges hazy, while the girl's face was in the shadow of the grid, in the light gray shadow, the pair of blue His eyes are extremely quiet and moving, looking at the world outside the window.

Just when the girl walked here and sat down for a while to rest, a bell sounded in the empty and quiet White Pagoda.

"Mr. Fernandi, what's the matter?" The girl's soft voice sounded in the tower.

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"I see, is it ready for me to try to heal, I will prepare it tonight."

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"No trouble, it's a great honor to help other students. The academy helped me solve a lot of troubles before."

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"Okay, see you tonight." Then the phone hung up.

After putting away the personal terminal, the girl looked at the scenery outside the window again, then turned around, walked down the spiral staircase, and left with light steps.

At night, when she walked out of the underground elevator, Tilan looked around. This was the intensive care unit of the hospital in the academy. The floor and walls were extremely clean, like a glass mirror.

Different from the previous dress, today she is wearing a mask, her exposed eyes are covered by orange goggles, her hands are also covered with black slender gloves, and she is wearing a white coat representing medical staff, but there is nothing on her chest. badge.

After getting out of the elevator, two security guards who protected her took her to one of the special wards one after the other.

There are no other doctors here tonight, only Partridge, the attending physician who stayed behind in the academy, stood by the hospital bed looking at the data, and only turned his head when Tilan entered the room.

The two didn't speak, they just nodded to each other. What they want to say has been communicated before, and now they just need to execute it.

When he came to the hospital bed, Walker was falling into a deep sleep wearing a breathing mask.

"He has been anesthetized in advance, you can start now." The doctor's voice came from the headset, and Tilan responded little by little.

She first stood beside the patient, then closed her eyes to perceive carefully, and found the nerve in the back of the waist marked on the screen beside her.

After confirming, she opened her eyes and looked at the doctor beside her, as if asking if it was time to start.

The other party nodded, and then the ward was completely sealed, and then the lights were turned off, and various monitoring equipment temporarily stopped working.

Not long after, dots of crystal dust emerged on the hospital bed, and Tilan's eyes began to turn blue.

Slowly, the crystal dust fell and disappeared, and Tilan's forehead was slightly sweaty.

Healing is not difficult, but this time the required standard is different, almost a perfect restoration, and it is still a living person, not a cold dead thing, so it is much more difficult.

Others are not like herself, she is very familiar with her body, and can easily find the appearance of the past along the traces of time, and repair it, but the situation of others is different, first of all, they are strange, and then they have to look for the past The 'correct' appearance in the vestiges of time.

The time passed by, watching the girl operate quietly, and Partridge on the side tried to keep quiet as much as possible, just staring at the key nodes displayed on the screen.

Under the unbelievable eyes, the originally damaged nerve began to recover, not to re-grow, but to restore the previous structure from the molecular level.

Before he knew it, the pen in Partridge's hand had stopped, and he just stared blankly at the scene step by step as if going back in time.

Finally, after the restoration was completed, the light in the room slowly disappeared and returned to a dim state.

After the treatment, the monitoring equipment in the ward was turned on again, and the lights were turned on again, and everything returned to its previous appearance.

Nodding to Partridge, the girl left the ward, and then two security personnel protected her to leave here again, and left from the underground elevator.

Only a few people in the academy knew about this treatment, and only a few people knew about the true identity of this mysterious person. Professionals specially transferred by the board of directors of the park.

"Probably a master of a certain independent faction, such as 'Spiritual Replacement' Goldsmith, 'Blood Worm' Aiwass." He could only shake his head to comfort himself.

However, he couldn't help but marvel at the scene he saw just now. This is not just healing, but also involves the use of higher-level extraordinary power. I am afraid that only a very small number of masters can master it, and although he is over 30 Reached Sequence 6 at the age of 10, facing such extraordinary skills, he was still too far behind.

Fortunately, the academy has invited such a character, otherwise Valk would have regretted it for the rest of his life.

No longer thinking about those unattainable characters, Partridge turned around and began to desession Valk, asking him how he feels now.

A few minutes later, Walker woke up leisurely, looking at the ceiling as if it were day, and it was Partridge's head that appeared in the field of vision.

"Teacher." He called melancholy. In the past two days, he has gradually become clear about his physical condition, and he is not as free and easy as he was at the beginning.

"Don't be in a hurry, lie down, feel your body slowly, feel it carefully, and then try to exert force slowly, try to be careful in the process, and don't use too much force."

"Okay." Although he didn't understand why, Walker did it anyway.

Not long after, a little joy appeared on his face.

"I feel better than ever before, and there seems to be no sequelae. Does this mean that I am completely healed?"

"Teacher, have you cured me?" There was a bit of expectation in his voice.

"It should be cured, but it's not my credit, but an unknown master."

"About his identity... I don't know either. If you achieve greatness in the future, you may be able to find out from the academy board." Partridge shook his head.

"Thank you, Valk, you still have another chance to do it again. You can't be so reckless in the future. There will be no next time for such a good thing."

"I understand, thank you Mr. Partridge." Although Walker is usually calm, he is still a young man, and the happy expression in his eyes cannot be suppressed.

"Okay, don't hold back like this, I understand how you feel." Carefully lifted Walker up and leaned against the half-lifted hospital bed.

"I want to eat something for supper tonight to celebrate your new life."

Just when the two of them were in a better mood and talking about tonight's food and the future, Tilan also changed the clothes that concealed her identity, walked out of the ground again, passed through the night school, and walked back to the vine house.

At this moment, the personal terminal rang again, and the girl picked it up to answer it.

"Just got the news that Walker has completed the second test and has fully recovered."

"I see."

"Uh...Although I don't know how to say it, but this time I am really grateful to Tilan, and the board of directors also asked me to express my kindness to you."

"Thank you, I don't need to say it, because I have been saved, just like that night in the ruined underground city."

"Let's talk next time, Teacher Fernandi, I'm a little sleepy tonight."

"Well, you should have a good rest, and the academy will help you with the rest of the matter."

After hanging up the phone, Fernandi was also full of emotions. She never thought that the timid girl in the admissions cubicle had grown to this stage now.

Perhaps this is the luck of Edsi Academy, they finally caught a trump card, and they can defeat the trump card of St. Ingo Academy.

The emerald skirt, or the four-leaf crystal star field, will also undergo some changes.