old room

When Alvin came to his senses (really, in reality), he found himself lying in his own vomit.

Among the vomit was the black bread he had eaten the night before, some peas, and a good deal of sour beer.Damn he shouldn't be drinking sour beer, even though it's the only easy thing to swallow for dinner, and his vomit smells like hell because of it.

Ai Wen opened his eyes and fell to the ground motionless, knowing that he was in his apprentice dormitory at this time. It was a ghostly place full of moisture and poisonous insects, and the ventilation and light were not better than a spittoon.The fluorescent hourglass emits a ghostly light green light in the corner of the wall, and the breathing-like frequency of light and dark proves that it is now three quarters of an hour before the sun rises: it is also the low-level apprentice who went to the tutor's room to clean the corridor and clean up the mess. The chore time of things.

If Aiwen didn't get there in time and finish the damn cleaning, what awaited him would be a terrible punishment.

But when Ivan staggered to the floor and sat up from the ground, he just wiped off the mucus and dirt on his face with his sleeve, and then sat there for a while with blank eyes.

Ai Wenming knew that he should move quickly: clean himself, change into the apprentice robe, and then rush to the tutor's room. If he was lucky, he might escape the punishment a little bit.

But he still didn't want to move.

The soul seems to have been squeezed dry--

A certain line from the pulp novel I read before suddenly appeared in Ivan's mind.

This sentence is very funny, but it is really suitable to describe him now.

Ivan kept repeating everything that happened in the imaginary room in his mind: the black shadow, the horrible "da da" sound, and finally...

The last caress in a trance.

It seems to be gentle.

Ai Wen didn't know if it was because of his strange delusions or hallucinations in the excessive pain.But he felt inexplicably that there seemed to be other meanings in the "da da" sound he heard before he completely exited the room.

Aiwen's instinct was refusing him to think about and delve into what the rattling sound and that shadow were—his roommate's frantic eyes before going crazy came to Aiwen's mind very clearly.

Damn it, he really shouldn't have read that parchment.

He more damnably shouldn't have tried.

When Ai Wen noticed, he found himself hunched over and crying, tears of fear and despair dripping down his chin to his chest.

"Hey, Alvin—you're late!"

Someone yelled vaguely outside the door of the dormitory, and he even patted the door kindly.

It was a new young man. Ivan couldn't remember his name. He only remembered that he had quite bright red hair, and a tall body like a hill. In addition, he also had a pair of blue eyes that were completely inconsistent with his body shape. Eye.

The boy's eyes were as gentle as a milk dog's.

Probably because of that look, Ivan once gave the boy some pointers out of kindness so that he could survive the most terrifying initial stage of apprenticeship.But it is probably because of this reason that the newcomer boy has poured too much friendliness that shouldn't be on Aiwen since then.

"Ivan?"

After finding that Aiwen was still, the boy's voice was tinged with panic.

"I...I'm fine..."

Ivan swallowed the fatigue and disgust that suddenly surged in his heart, and gave a hoarse answer.

"I'll be out right now."

After pausing for a moment, Ivan added.

"Hey, Ivan, if you're not feeling well, I can help you..."

"unnecessary."

Ivan indifferently rejected the person outside the door.

When he stood up from the ground, a sense of dizziness hit him.But even so, he still forced himself to wash himself hastily in the corner of the room.

What surprised Aiwen was that he thought he would look quite miserable. After all, until now his temple is still aching, and there is still the painful feeling of being dug.He was all ready to see in the mirror a figure with sunken cheeks and bloodshot eyes - just like the ghost of his sea gnome roommate before he went crazy.

But in fact, the people appearing in the water mirror are extraordinarily radiant.

Ai Wen stared at the handsome young man with plump cheeks, shiny hair and emerald-like pupils for a long time, almost unable to connect that figure with himself.

In addition to being too pale (like a drained corpse hanging upside down on an iron hook), Aiwen now looks better than ever.

For a moment, a very short moment, Alvin almost thought that the so-called room between the stars, the visitor and the shadow (and of course the damn "da da" sound) were just his nightmare .

However, in the next second, Ivan saw the trace.

The mark was on his cheek, a very faint gray shadow.

It looked as if Ivan had accidentally rubbed a streak of soot there.

But when Ivan saw it, he trembled involuntarily.He touched his face, and there were some faint dust-like things on his fingertips.

It smells very faintly metallic.

When he smelled that smell, the tactile sensation of being caressed by something vividly played back in Ivan's mind.He had to cover his mouth to suppress the vomit that was flooding him again out of fear.

"It's just a speck of dust. It's the most amazing thing to keep tidy in a rat's nest like this, isn't it?"

Alvin said softly to himself.

"Don't be a fool... that paranoid fool, you know it's just a figment of your imagination, right?"

Alvin was almost on the verge of convincing himself.

The water mirror made waves in front of him, and the reflected figure began to become distorted.

"Whoa..."

In the end, the water mirror turned into a handful of clear water and landed at Aiwen's feet—his mental power was too unstable to maintain even the most basic water mirror technique.

Ivan glanced blankly at the water marks on the ground, he was taken aback, and then, he heard another annoying voice coming from outside his gate.

"Hey, Ivan, you still haven't come out?"

The red-haired Gouyan murmured cautiously.

Ivan couldn't believe it, that guy had been guarding his door.

"Are you really okay?"

The guy's voice was full of strange unease.

Ai Wen pressed his temple silently in the room, and he swore that even his biological mother never paid him this level of concern.

Of course, it's good to be concerned.

But what Aiwen needs most now is to be alone (and even if he didn't encounter that "room", as a mage apprentice in a bad situation, he would never want to let such a big red-haired dog dog glued to his heel).

Ivan turned around and came to the door, and then opened the door.

The moment he saw the dog's eyes, Ai Wen almost gave him a "desperate haunting" to express his irritability, but in the end he held back.

"Ivan... you, you are late."

Gougouyan showed a look of relief when he met Ivan's gaze, but soon he showed strong worry again.

"Yes, of course I do."

Ai Wen wiped his face, then walked straight past the dog's eyes and walked quickly towards the tutor's room.

At the moment when he strayed from the other party, Aiwen's peripheral vision keenly caught the faint hurt look on the dog's face.

But that pitiful look only made Ivan feel even more upset.

The corridor connecting the apprentice dormitory and the tutor's dormitory seems to have never been so intricate and long.Outside the long and narrow windows one after another, the sky has gradually emerged a faint dark blue.This is a bad color - Ivan glanced out the window hurriedly, and finally felt dull that he had returned to reality.

But the tragedy is that the reality is not so good.

It was almost dawn, and Aiwen had no doubt that he really missed the mentor's cleaning before getting up.

Thinking of this, Ai Wen felt as if his heart had fallen into a lead weight, almost falling directly into his abdominal cavity.

The heavy and clumsy footsteps of the dog's eyes clung to Ivan's back.

"Hey, Ivan, I can actually help you deal with those things..."

He lowered his voice muffledly, and said softly behind Ivan.

Alvin rolled his eyes.

"Mind your own business."

Alvin said indifferently.

Come on - he's unlucky enough, but he's not bad enough to encourage another apprentice to die for him.

"I really……"

"To shut up."

Ivan interrupted Gougouyan's words, and then quickened his pace.

He really didn't want to pay attention to the big man behind him anymore - every word of the latter reminded Ivan how terrible the things he was going to face next would be.

What Ivan didn't expect was that his fear and tension along the way would turn out to be nothing in the end.

The mentor did not punish him.

Because... the old man himself has gotten himself into even greater trouble.

Before Aiwen got close to the mentor's dormitory, he noticed the unusual commotion nearby.

The crowd gathered near the corridors and stairs, small whispers drifting along with the restless air.

There was a stench that Ivan was familiar with in the air.

"Ok?"

Alvin subconsciously slowed down.

He sniffed the air vigorously again, doubts appearing in his heart.

Why is there a smell of Triangle Devil here?

As an unlucky breeder who escaped from the tail of the deformed triangular devil many times, Aiwen believed that he would not mistake this smell.

And what he saw when he hurriedly moved away from the crowd also proved that his judgment was indeed correct.

Right here, in his mentor's dormitory, there is a highly deformed Triangle Demon.

The mentor's pale and haggard body and the dark limbs of the triangular devil intertwined and moved constantly.

"vomit……"

From somewhere in the crowd came the sound of retching.

Aiwen believed that it was a new apprentice-only new apprentices would be so vulnerable.

Of course, this is not to say that the scene in front of you is not disgusting and terrifying.

Ai Wen only glanced at the situation in the field, and then involuntarily looked away.That disgusting feeling surged up again, causing him to sway slightly.

"Evan, how are you doing?"

Someone held him up.

Aiwen couldn't help but looked up at the dog's eyes.

The latter's performance at the moment made Ivan feel a little surprised-this guy with a somewhat weak character was obviously not affected by the scene of the mentor and the triangle demon at this time.

The hand he held Ivan was a little cold, but very stable.

And his eyes stayed on Aiwen's body from beginning to end, that kind of calm eyes, in the occasional few gaps, turned out to be extraordinarily cold.

Alvin trembled involuntarily.

"Ivan?!"

The eyes of the red-haired young man were filled with concern and panic. In that overabundant emotion, the coldness Ivan observed just now seemed to be just an illusion.