The Secret Lover Strikes [Rebirth]

What Willard said was not accurate.

Roy not only couldn't get out of bed the next day, he didn't go out for three consecutive days.

During this period, Willard only went to the military headquarters in a hurry, and soon returned home, as if there was a giant magnetic divergence device at home that attracted his steel body uncontrollably.

It has been five days since Roy and Willard appeared in front of people again.

Roy, who showed up at the Wizard Academy three days after the scheduled date, did not feel good about entering the Wizard Academy again. If Willard hadn't stood by his side tightly, Roy would have turned as pale as the rumors said. Like a fake liar.

Of course, there are only a very small number of believers in this rumor, and most people are more fond of talking about:

Captain Willard and his guide were rumored to be in a bond fever, and the two stayed at home for a full week.

And the more convincing evidence of this rumor is that wherever Roy goes, whether he is a sentinel or a guide, he can feel the strong and undeniable bond and presence.Wherever the two went, people were curious but wanted to stay away.

It doesn't feel good to be overwhelmed by a strong momentum.

The towering building still looks sharp and stern, and Roy knows that the strictness and unquestionableness displayed from the inside to the outside will only get worse year by year.

Roy, who didn't have a liking for this familiar place, didn't want to appreciate the scenery that was rarely seen by outsiders. He just lowered his head and walked Willard into the spacious and spacious sports field at the corner of the school.

It is said to be a sports ground, but the students entering the guide school all have independent and well-equipped training rooms. Even large-scale events are mostly held in the gorgeous and comfortable auditorium. This open-air square has always been rarely used.Such a grand and grand gathering of personnel like this time is probably one of the few grand events since the establishment of the school in the eyes of outsiders.

A circular stage gradually rises in the center of the huge venue, followed by a transparent protective cover that also rises on the audience stage.The crowd and noise were gradually blocked out.The voices of Roy and Willard standing in the corner talking came into each other's ears more clearly.

"Xiu's side has been arranged, and all positions are under control." Willard watched Roy lower his head and adjust the optical brain seriously, and said with some concern, "You must be extra careful, except yourself Your safety, everything else is irrelevant, remember?"

After setting up the optical brain, Roy looked up at him, showing a helpless smile: "I remember, you helped me win this competition."

Willard grimaced, "So, don't you hear the remorse in my tone?"

Roy smiled, took a pair of silver gloves that Willard had held in his hand for a long time, and put them on carefully.

"There doesn't seem to be much regret, but I see that you seem to be full of regrets about not being able to play in person."

Willard leaned forward slightly, straightened Roy's untied hair that was scattered on his ears and temples, and said in a low voice, "You don't understand, my possessiveness has reached an unprecedented new level."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked behind Roy, and there was a person walking slowly in their direction.

Roy also felt the unfriendly gaze, turned around and saw a square and rigid face, it was Cameron, the principal of the guide school.

Cameron was very dissatisfied with how the well-ordered school had turned into a place to watch battles on the street, but he was also full of curiosity about the rumored young man with extraordinary abilities.

Yes, he wondered how capable a guide who had not been trained in the formal school tradition would be, and could even challenge the students he was proud of.This is not only a competition between two people, but also a challenge to the dignity of the leadership school that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

That's why, when Exa came to him crying, he agreed to his student's request to use the school facilities even though he hated such absurd competition.

It is precisely because of this tendency of curiosity and self-esteem that, as the principal, he condescends to come to the arena ahead of time to take a look at this legendary guide, the partner of Captain Willard, the Empire's red vanguard, What kind of person is it.

However, when he stood in front of the two of them, Cameron suddenly realized.

He knew the boy, he'd seen him at St. Mariott's during the annual wizarding test.

That was an excellent candidate highly recommended by St. Mariott, but unexpectedly without any potential. He happened to be there at the time, and was dragged and tested again by the unwilling St. Mariott head.

Cameron froze on the spot, he couldn't believe his eyes, and gradually frowned, as if to confirm if there was something wrong with his memory.

Instead, Roy spoke first, and he simply greeted: "Principal Cameron, it's a pleasure to see you again."

Cameron coughed lightly, nodded and said, "Hello, both of you."

But Willard was not so polite. He didn't have a good impression of the principal, knowing that he tried countless tricks in private to push his students into his arms.

At this moment, Willard held Roy's shoulders, looked around the lively scene, and said indifferently: "Principal Cameron, did you arrange such a big scene for a private competition? If you don't know, you may think it is the Wizard Academy What about the long-lost school celebration?"

Willard's words restored Cameron's stern smile, "Captain, you are joking, even if it is a school celebration, we will not celebrate in such an exaggerated and noisy way." He looked at Roy, and the curiosity in his heart gradually dissipated, "Just It’s just for the students to learn and understand better, so they are allowed to observe this competition.”

The domineering gesture evokes Roy's unpleasant memories.

"Speaking of which, I'm really curious," Cameron said bluntly, "I heard that you have not been trained as a guide at all?"

Roy stopped Willard who was about to speak. He took a step forward and said to the lofty principal Cameron, "Because I haven't come to the guide school to receive teaching courses, am I not a qualified guide?"

Cameron was a little surprised by this inexplicable tit-for-tat, and he frowned completely: "I didn't say that, but I don't deny it either. I think only after professional training and guidance can a guide better complete himself. task."

Roy nodded, "It is true, you have always been very persistent in the ownership of the guide."

Cameron, who seemed to have cleared his doubts, turned and left. He looked at the other protagonist of today's competition not far in front of him, and another question gradually rose in his heart.

Did Roy deliberately avoid the school's inspection?Or is there some unspeakable secret hidden in his awakening?

Cameron shook his head secretly. No matter what the reason is, we will know who can have the last laugh in the competition after a while.

Before Cameron had gone far, two more people walked towards Willard and Roy.

This time, it was the smiling General Kent who spoke first.

"Although it is a small competition, it is really not easy to invite Roy."

The sound in the auditorium was isolated from the transparent protective cover, making Kent's voice in the arena extremely clear and harsh.

"Oh," Willard chuckled, apologizing in a friendly manner, "Speaking of which, it's all my fault. I lost my temper and didn't control myself well, so Roy couldn't get out of bed for three days, which delayed the competition. time."

Smiling at Exa whose eyes were flaming, Willard said, "I'm so sorry, Exa, you will understand the difficulty when you have sentries in the future."

Then, he turned his head and looked at Roy tenderly, and said softly, "To be honest, I don't think you've recovered yet."

Roy didn't expect Willard to be so shameless. Even if he knew that the person in front of him was today's enemy, he couldn't help but blush.

General Kent on the opposite side was even more embarrassed. He originally wanted to ask questions, but he didn't expect Willard to be so unscrupulous. In embarrassment, he turned around to comfort his son who was itching with anger, and finally patted Exa on the back as a comfort And whispered something in his ear.

This brief confrontation kicked off the prelude to the contest between Roy and Exar.

Before going on stage, Willard followed Roy, glanced at the gloves Roy was wearing, and asked in a low voice, "Is that tiny tracker okay?"

Roy stared at Exa, who was already walking towards the stage, and said in a low voice: "No problem, Ailante also used it for me. It enters the blood through the skin, and finally attaches to the heart. I don't feel it, no. will find out."

"No, I mean, this tracker needs to be implanted at close range, and you should pay attention to safety when you are close to him."

Roy couldn't laugh or cry when Willard wished he could play. He tidied up the cuffs of his jacket which was a little uncomfortable because of the special protection underneath, and stepped on his feet to kiss Willard on the cheek: "Don't worry, I'll be fine. , and promise to complete the task.”

Embracing Roy's waist, Willard whispered in Roy's ear: "I will reward you after completing the task."

The calm and self-sufficient Captain Willard has become more and more greasy since he was promoted to the ranks of sentries who really have a partner.

Roy made a serious face, rolled Willard with big dark eyes, and said with disgust, "No!"

After all, he turned and walked towards the stage.

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