Mystic Holy See

After thinking about it, Aldridge decided to reserve two plans.

If the Temple of Knowledge attaches great importance to this matter, Miwo and his friends are probably hanging in this life.

However, the Temple of Knowledge is the representative of "kindness" in the church, and is often relatively tolerant of things that do not have a heavy impact. There is a rumor among the Beyonders that the Temple of Knowledge is good at "education of love".

Aldridge doesn't know what the specific process of "love education" is, but at least he can survive.

Another point is that Miwo Rook has the identity of a student of Spurge University, which should give him extra points.

Based on this kind of thinking, if Miwo has a chance to come out alive, Aldridge doesn't mind to think again.

After absent-mindedly cooking a small stove for Andrea, Aldrich took her to the school gate. Before leaving, the two made an appointment to visit Eve at the Voice of the Sea Orphanage tomorrow afternoon.

…

Michael's consciousness gradually awakened from the darkness.

She was a little dazed, unable to think, but instinctively wanted to open her eyes.

Can't open.

Mikuri was a little anxious, his heart beat faster, and his body recovered little by little.

Finally opened my eyes.

Unfamiliar ceiling, dim and floating light...

where am i? Is the world after death like this?

Michael's vision gradually became clearer, and his mind gradually became clearer.

It turned out that the feeling after death is similar to that of being alive. You will also feel dizzy and heavy, hungry, and there will be red and yellow light.

"you're awake?"

Suddenly, a green male voice came from beside him.

Michael turned his head to look, a teenager who looked like 16 or 17 years old was sitting on a high-back chair and looking at him, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You can sleep well... It's been a whole day, are you hungry?" He stood up and reached out to touch her forehead, making Michele clearly feel the warmth of his palm.

"Well... the fever has subsided. You suddenly developed a high fever last night, and I'm not very good at taking care of others. Are you hungry? By the way, you don't seem to be able to eat much. Why don't you drink some water first."

While talking, the big boy came over, helped her up clumsily, and leaned against the pillow at the head of the bed.

Mikori was in a daze the whole time, and finally reacted after he let go, and asked with a dry voice, "Am I not dead?"

"Well, no," the boy seemed to be amused by her question, and then said softly, "I held you back when you fell."

"Hold on?"

"Yes." The boy said, and came over with a glass of water. "Come, drink some water."

Mikri wanted to reach for it, but his thin arms didn't have much strength.

"I'll feed you."

The boy put the water glass to her mouth and fed some water. Michelle was a little unnatural, but she swallowed it hard.

"I haven't introduced myself to you, my name is Dylan, Dylan Jacques, um... just call me Dylan." The boy introduced himself with a serious expression, thinking of Mr. Black Mamba's teaching—

Introduce yourself with confidence, kindness, and distance.

Not sure how far I've done it, Dylan thought to himself.

"Thank you, thank you very much, Mr. Dylan." Michael's face glowed in the gaslight of the room.

It's great to be alive.

Mickey thought she was ready to face death, but it wasn't, she still wanted to live, even if... feed on blood.

"I've seen you, Miss Mickey." Dylan put down the water glass and said with a pursed mouth.

"what?"

Dylan looked at her seriously, and said in a youthful voice: "When you were covered with a black silk scarf."

Mikri's eyes widened, and he said anxiously, "You are..."

"Yes," Dylan interrupted her, pressed the quilt for her, and said softly, "Mr. Mentor let me take care of you."

Michael was dazed and didn't know how to react.

Mr. Mentor...is that the man who was shrouded in black mist that day?

Why is it called Mr. Mentor, he is a teacher?

What school is it from? It looks so gloomy...

However, she actually felt a little warm.

She suddenly thought of something, and said sullenly: "I failed, I can't even go to the bottom of the valley, let alone picking flowers..."

Dylan waited for her to finish, smiled and said seriously: "Mr. Mentor told me that there is no 'flower of rebirth' in this world."

"Ah..." Michael was stunned.

Dylan looked directly at her and said solemnly: "Although you were alive at that time, you were no different from the walking dead... You were like being shrouded in the shadow of death and didn't understand the meaning of life."

Yes, Michaeli...

What he said was absolutely correct. At that time, I only felt that life itself was too painful, and that death was a relief.

Dylan goes on:

"Mr. Mentor said that many people don't understand why they are chasing the light until they are dying."

"I hope you understand, Miss Mickey."

Michael lowered his head, and his thoughts were already surging like waves.

What was I thinking when I fell...

Yes, I'm thinking about being alive!

Even if I linger like a monster, I will live!

Michael looked up and gave Dylan a big, courageous smile.

"Yes, I understand, I will survive, live well!"

Dylan laughed involuntarily and said, "You have found your 'flower of death'."

"Mr Dylan."

"Um?"

"I want to see you again...Mr. Mentor."

"Of course, Mr. Mentor is waiting for you."

…

Andrea blushed a little at the sight of Aldridge at this time, and asked uncomfortably, "Is it bad to wear it like this?"

Aldridge said in a daze: "No, very good, this is great!"

Recently, Andrea has returned to the way she was dressed in Huodu. She is refreshing and capable, and her hair is tied into a high ponytail, which is full of heroic spirit.

But today, when Aldrich and Andrea met at his residence, they were surprised to find that she was wearing a very "girly" dress!

The light blue half-sleeve over-the-knee gauze skirt is simple and elegant, her pale blonde hair is not tied up, but gently draped over her shoulders, her body that has been exercising all the year round has not become burly because of this. ', instead, there is a healthy, curvy beauty.

She is no different from an ordinary girl now. The only thing that can tell the difference is her empty wrists, neck, earlobes—

Without any jewelry.

Aldridge glanced at a certain position uncontrollably... Well, the figure is really good!

"Then let's go."

Andrea noticed Aldridge's gaze, and while speaking, glared at him dissatisfied.

Aldrich sneered and said hurriedly, "Let's go."

Out the door, the sun was just right, and Aldrich and Andrea walked down the street side by side.

Suddenly, a thin white arm slowly slung over Aldridge's arm.