When Dismusk sighed with sorrow and helplessness, Sarna's eyes lit up, and she said with a happy voice, "Hey, Dismusk, I came up with a good idea." Pen'Ω      Qu'ge"

It seemed as if the drowning man had found a floating branch that could delay the transmission of life. Dismusk held backhand, held Sarna's hand tightly, and asked, "What's the good idea? Tell me!"

If Sarna just now had a pair of small hands covering Dismusk's big hands in order to comfort and support Dismusk, and just had a gentle contact, silently conveying feelings and expressing her feelings, then now Dismusk's big hands tightly connected the two together.

Sarna couldn't help but lower her head. Although the other party was not trying to express some meaning in her heart, this intimate action could not help but make people think. I really don't know what Sarna's face would be red without that thin mask.

Suddenly, Sarna lowered her head and said silently. Dismusk, who was depressed due to emotional problems, finally realized his abruptness. He hurriedly pulled back his hand and smiled incoherently, "I'm very sorry, I'm so excited, I can't myself. You know, I'm not like this, I mean..."

"I know!" Sarna looked at the incoherent Dismusk and said with a smile, "You are a very responsible person."

"Thank you..." Dismusk breathed a sigh of relief.

"My idea is not perfect, but I think the best way is now. That is, in June next year, the St. Pallas School will hold a graduation assessment. Among them, the top three warriors will receive the gift of His Majesty the Pope, be qualified to go out of the Sanctuary, perform tasks, and be awarded the Knight's Medal of Honor. You know, without a medal, it is equivalent to not having the qualifications of a warrior. Everything is a supplement and will not be truly recognized by the Sanctuary. This medal is also the key to opening the Sanctuary Portal." Sarna said her idea in detail.

"It sounds good, but it's too long, I have to seize the day, I can't wait that long." Dismusk heard that it took so long to wait. The little joy just now disappeared, and said unwillingly.

Sarna leaned forward and analyzed calmly, "So if you go out now, you can find Alice Fir? You used to move the entire mafia forces to search for them in Germany until they spread to the entire Europe, but you didn't get any news. This means that the difficulties you face may no longer be limited to Europe. Those bad guys may be everywhere in the world, but the black... hands... the party does not have that big power, or let's talk about your motherland, do you think you can compete with the entire Soviet Union with your own strength? Do you say you want to hold the black... hands... the party becomes a victim of a confrontation with a government? My godfather, the great Dismusk, face it."

Dismusk was speechless by Sarna. It is true that Sarna's analysis is correct. With the current black hands, the party's power cannot do things perfectly in the complex Europe, and has no absolute dominance at all. If it is Sicily, it is the black hands. The party's most dominant power, but the other party can actually plunder people in this nest like a tiger's den. This shows that in Sicily, or in fact, he actually went to a city, a stronghold, and the Louis Manor, the base camp of the black party.

If it is not the most powerful existence, then the entire black...hand...the power of the party can also be seen. Dismusk has never been so profound and clear that he has realized his shortcomings and the weakness of his power. He has also become a gangster party with a long history all over the world and feels complacent. After his position changes, he has entered the peak platform of the world of the Sanctuary. He is powerless about what he wants to do, and hears some profound analysis of Sarna, and he realizes how ridiculous he was before.

Dismusk laughed helplessly twice. His heart was already sinking. He never realized that he was so powerless. He was like a lost child, his words were filled with disconfidence, and he whispered, "Even if I got the top three, what's the use? I still don't have the ability to find her."

Sarna felt how happy it was to be the woman named Alice Phil. A man had such deep love and so much struggle for it. For a moment, she felt her heart was jealous. She smiled mockingly, adjusted her emotions, and said, "Don't be discouraged, you can find it at that time. When you get the top three, you will be recognized by the Sanctuary, favored by the Pope, and a group of friendly comrades. I mean, you can rely on the power of the Sanctuary to find her..." The more she spoke, the smaller the voice of Sarna, she admitted that she envied the woman, she admitted that she was also jealous of the girl named Alice Phil ven Einzberen.

Dismusk's eyes lit up, and he was also talking. Sarna's method was good, but her mood fluctuated with her words, and she had no ability to analyze the essence or ability to solve problems. She was so panicked when encountering things. Dismusk deeply felt that he was not enough. It was not that he did not have the ability to solve problems, but that he was confused when caring and did not calm down to think. He was not as determined as Sarna.

Dismusk looked at Sarna with admiration, his eyes brightened. He regained his confidence as before. He praised, "Sarna, you are such a wise girl. It's hard for me to think about why you are so smart."

Hearing Dismusk's praise, Sarna's eyes under her mask were about to complete the crescent moon, "I just encountered more troubles when I was young."

"I thank you very much for regaining my confidence!" Dismusk said sincerely.

Before Sarna could reply, a burst of exclamation came from beside her, "Dismusk, my roommate, I finally saw you, are you okay?"

Hearing someone calling him, Dismusk looked up and saw another acquaintance. He couldn't help but stand up, walked forward, and gave a bear hug, "Abrodi, I'm so happy to see you. I'm fine. I don't know how you are now after not seeing you for two years?"

After being hugged by him, Abrodi looked restrained and had a red face, but his face was full of joy. "It's okay, since you were locked in the confinement room, I have been worried for a long time. Later, after learning through other channels that you have nourished your life in the confinement room, I feel relieved. You are all working so hard there, and I can't waste my youth even with great resources!"

Dismusk and Abrody talked and laughed about some things after the parting. The voice was a little loud, which made the other readers in the library look sideways, and the two of them were slightly restrained and underestimated. Suddenly, Dismusk thought of him ignoring someone, that was Sarna. He hurriedly looked back and saw that there was no beauty in the long table just now. Due to his negligence, Sarna's departure. Dismusk felt very guilty about this.

"What's wrong, Dismusk?" Abrody asked when he saw Dismusk's expression change.

"It's nothing, um, by the way, you said Saga is a librarian here. Let's go and see him." Dismusk didn't want to talk to Abrody about Sarna, so he directly changed the topic.

"Okay, I just came out of him, he has been very busy recently..." Abrodi responded, and the two walked into the depths of the library.

Just now, a beautiful figure walked slowly by the long table that was empty, with a dark green and thin white mask, which was the one who had just left. She stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the tabletop, looked at the disappearing back of Dismusk, and whispered, "What a fickle man. He was talking and saving his lover, and the next moment he hugged another beauty, talking and laughing. The face of the woman just now is really jealous..."

Abrodi was misunderstood again... This would be a beautiful misunderstanding.

Unknowingly, Abrodidi pulled Dismusk to the second floor of the library, completely unaware that he had been labeled as a rival in love.

The eaves on the stairs of the library are designed to be a bit low, which seems to be only two meters away from the ground. It is very likely to touch your head when you go downstairs. I don’t know what the designer thought, but when I arrived at the second floor, there were two doors on the edge of one side of the narrow corridor. Abu and Dismusk pushed the door open and entered.

There was an office with little space inside, and the two of them used a long table. After Dismusk and the other two went in, Saga was very at ease. He was wearing a wide white long suit, sitting there crossing his legs, holding a book in his hand, and there were several books on the table. He looked at it with a focused look, and even Dismusk and Abrody did not look up when they came.

Feeling that someone had walked to him, Sagato said without much thought, "If you return the book, just put it here."

Abrodi laughed out loud and said, "Hey, Saga, I'm here to return it to others!"

Hearing a familiar voice, Saga suddenly raised his head, saw his friend, quickly put down his book, opened his arms, and actually had the same movement as Dismusk had just seen Abrody. People who were locked in the confinement room inevitably had some of the same habits. The two hugged each other enthusiastically.

"After so long, I finally saw you, Dismusk, my friend, you have been away from this school for too long. If the confinement room for half a year caused us to leave the campus, but after that, although I worked in the library, I also followed the progress of the campus's learning. I wonder how you have been in the past few years?" Saga was very enthusiastic as soon as he met. He was very talkative and said a lot.

"None of you would have thought that I learned a lot when I went to Gamir, the hometown of the Pope!" Dismusk replied.

"Oh... His Majesty's hometown, Dismusk, has a bright future!" Abrody exclaimed directly, sincerely praising his brother.

When Saga saw Dismusk coming back, he suddenly remembered something to pay attention to and said, "It's great, by the way, you're back now, so be careful about Kiruti during class. What you did last time seems to be a bit too much. He broke his appearance and now he is wearing a mask. His personality has undergone qualitative changes. He is cheerful and gloomy. He is very unfriendly to each of our Alathian students..."
Chapter completed!