Dereliction of duty · 90 years in the new calendar

Late at night, in the room.

Zolf: Shh... asleep?

He tiptoed into the door, and as expected, he saw the two subordinates sleeping in each other's arms.

Zolf tried to yell softly, if it didn't wake him up.

Sui: ...

what's up?

Zolf: Just knew you were awake.

Mind coming out for a while?

He seemed reluctant to be disturbed.However, under his persistent eye attack, he reluctantly followed.

The small hall is turned on with a yellow dim light, so as not to disturb the (possibly sleeping) people inside when the door is opened.

Sui: It's already two o'clock...

What is "you" doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?

Zolf: I'll give you the exact words back.

You don't look like you've been woken up, but you haven't closed your eyes at all—here, dark circles.

Sui: Eye circles need to be boiled to come out, okay?

Please don't make such boring excuses, I just happened to... didn't sleep today.

Zolf was just telling the truth as he saw it.Staring at the guy amusedly, he squinted his eyes and moved closer to him rather flirtatiously.

Sniffing his scent, Zolf said in a rather punchy tone:

Zolf: You, it must be a strange disease.

Aren't you afraid that one day you can't control it well and eat Flo to death?

Sui: ...

If you called me out specifically just to lecture me, can I go?

Zolf: - help.

Sui: Huh?

Pointing somewhere, Zolf pulled a mysterious smirk.

Over there is the study room, in addition to books, it is also responsible for storing various personal letters.

The one received from the Outer Continent two months ago is an example.

Of course, the existence of this letter is unknown to the two subordinates, at least not "now".

Sui: The locked room...

I thought it was something important, so I, an outsider, can just show it to me.

Zolf: What.

Are you still treating yourself as an outsider? --never mind.

There's something I want to show you.

With that said, he opened the study door and forced Sui in.

This kind of abrupt and slightly rude behavior will of course cause dissatisfaction, although they blink left and right, in short they just disagree.

Sui's skills are actually pretty good, although he doesn't have a place to use them normally.His dodging movements are not sloppy, every move is exquisite.

This guy really resisted, and he had nothing to do with him for a while.So Zolf quite decisively took the more shameful measure: locking the door with his backhand.

If it weren't for his position being closer to the door, this trick probably wouldn't be successful.

Sui: What, what, what do you want me to do?

It's very annoying, can you explain it carefully, what's the point of selling it?

Zolf: I wanted to say it a long time ago, why do you treat me so badly?

I don't see you hating Xus either.

(...)

(Oops, looks pissed off.)

--cough.

Give me two seconds, right now.

Waving the key in his hand before his eyes and pocketing it, Zolf headed straight for the interior of the study.

He had already placed the things he was looking for on the table in advance, two seconds was enough.

Sui: ... Sigh.

Is this... a letter?

Zolf: It's pretty obvious.

It was sent by a friend of mine far away. I think the content inside may be of interest to you.

Sui: ...

Hey.

At first he took it, and he seemed a little interested.However, this interest disappeared immediately after a glance, replaced by a look of disdain and displeasure.

He opened the paper, turned the writing side to Zolf, and reprimanded:

Sui: I don't know if this is some text from other places.

All in all, I couldn't understand a single word.

Zolf: ...

Eh?You don't understand?

Sui: "You" why have so much confidence in me in a weird place!

Zolf: No, I really thought you could understand.

After all, Flo started learning a few months ago, I thought you two were bound in everything.

Hearing this, although his anger remained undiminished, he was temporarily given the upper hand by a wave of doubts.

He frowned and re-examined the paper in his hand.

However, if you don’t understand it, you don’t understand it, and no matter how hard you try, you can’t hold it back.

Sui: I haven't seen it...

Zolf: So, he's hiding it from you?

Well, I probably did something unkind.

——It mentions your blood array technique.

My friend who likes to hang out seems to be fascinated by this recently, and has sent many letters in a row.

Some are reproductions of his research notes, others are general greetings.

After receiving the letter, there will be a corresponding reply here.Some time ago, Zolf mentioned that one of his subordinates had a master.

To say it is mastery, it is better to say that it is "in trouble"-this sentence was also sent over in a dignified manner.

Sui: Haha... friend.

That sounds suspicious.

Zolf: - The method of alienation was passed down from him.

You and Flo are alive now, thanks to him.

Sui: Ugh!Mmm...

Is... is this kind of person... I can't think of it.

This sentence hit Sui's pain point very much, Sui lowered his head resignedly, at a loss for what to do with the letter.

Seeing him like this, Zolf whistled easily, took the letter paper, and translated it to him word by word.

In the eyes of my friends, mastering this technique is not good news, but a difficult addiction.

The main content of the letter is: I want to try a method that can relieve addicts from their plight.