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This place was originally a bow dojo. Perhaps it was the chairman’s personal interest. The school has invested a lot of money in the construction of the bow dojo. The spacious dojo and various training items are too generous to say that it is for students to use freely.

But now, Sakura Matsuki almost cannot recognize the shadow of the temple.

"What happened this...?"

It was as if ancient towns were baptized by war, and the residents in the city were massacred one after another, and blood flowed into a river.

Although not that spectacular, the scene in front of you is still shocking.

Blood was like paint that was not worthy of money, spilling everywhere on the floor, even on the walls.

This makes people wonder if it was someone's prank.

Could it be that a club deliberately created a horror game? However, the smell of blood floating in the air is absolutely impossible to make a fake one.

Sakura Matsuki swallowed her saliva and tried her best to calm her mind.

"Ilia?"

No one responded.

The surroundings were quiet, and the screams before were like hallucinations.

All I could hear was my heartbeat.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and the members didn't know where they were going. The door of the room not far away was open for training equipment. The ministerial room next to it seemed to be locked and the door was closed tightly.

Did Minister Meizhu go home so early?

Sakura Maki tried to divert her attention with questions, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt uneasy. As one of the members, she knew Mizuko's personality very well, and as she was approaching the new student's enrollment period, she would definitely seize the time to urge the members to train, and she would set an example. Leaving the club activities and going home early, this kind of thing would almost never happen to her.

While observing the surroundings, she walked straight to the room in the equipment room.

I quietly looked inside, but found a petite figure squatting on the ground, with long silver hair so dazzling even at night.

"Huh...Ilia, what are you doing?"

Sakura Matsuki couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid that something terrifying suddenly appeared in front of her.

Fortunately, only Ilia.

Slowly, is she really the only one?

The voice suddenly stopped, and the expression of gratitude frozen instantly.

The pupils shrank into needle-shaped eyes and stared at the thing blankly.

That's right. It's that thing. She couldn't think of any words to describe it. It was human, but it had no skin. It was like a skeleton wrapped in a piece of meat. It could be said that it was a corpse. But it was still alive. The humanized gaze was full of madness and despair.

Just lay on the ground. Ilia squatted in front of it. Although she couldn't see her expression clearly, her mood was obviously not much better.

After a while, Matsuki Sakura asked with her lips tremblingly: "I...Ilia, what is this?"

What she asked was, what is this creature similar to the appearance of a human being?

But Ilia sighed and said, "This is one of the blood-sucking species. But it was obviously abandoned. Not only did it lose about 80% of its blood, but it also almost collapsed the concept of "human". You can tell from its appearance that it can no longer maintain its original appearance. If this continues, it will probably die in less than ten minutes."

"So, it turns out to be human, too?"

"Well, I should still be a student of Hokuenhara."

"What!"

"In short, this person seems to have encountered something extraordinary or character, from a human to a dead man, but after that, it seems to be treated as a nutritional supplement by other similar people. Because under normal circumstances, even a dead man with extremely strong recovery will not lose 80% of his blood for no reason. Therefore, in connection with its current miserable situation, I think it should be the same person's actions."

“Then it…”

"Dead."

As if he knew what his friend was asking, Ilia replied frankly.

"The reason is that when the foundation is unstable, not only does the essence be seriously damaged, but the appearance of the human being cannot be maintained. This way, he lost consciousness and his body will disappear one after another."

What she said from her is common knowledge that ordinary magicians also know. After listening to it for a long time, Sakura Matsuki finally understood it.

"Then do we want to call an ambulance?"

This proposal made Ilia a little amused.

"Are you a fool? Sakura, can you expect any good ways for those doctors to face such non-humans?"

"Are we just sitting there?"

"That's all. On the contrary, there are other things that deserve our attention."

"Eh? What does it mean?"

"Have you forgotten my previous reasoning? If it was really the same kind of person, then where is its kind now?"

“….”

When Matsuki Ying heard this, she was shocked. An indescribable chill hit her heart, and her body trembled.

"Anyway, let's get out of here right away."

Ilia made a decision immediately.

Compared to Sakura Maki, who knows nothing about magic, she is a magician who has received formal magic education and must know more.

So, she became more and more uneasy.

Countless biting marks were vaguely seen everywhere in the remains of the Deathman - she really hoped that her judgment was wrong, otherwise it would be terrible.

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the equipment room.

Crack, stepping on the wooden floor made a dull sound, and it seemed that more than one person was.

Ilia's face suddenly changed.

"So, I'm not asking about your position, I'm asking about your name!" The fierce voice of Rin Tosaka even reached the prayer hall.

"I have reiterated many times. I am a first-level lecturer at the Clock Tower. Maybe you have to call me a teacher in the future."

"So old teacher, what is your name?"

Faced with the calm Ling Yi, Rin Tosaka even had the desire to kill. However, in order to understand the inexplicable sense of familiarity, she could only ask patiently.

"Ling Yi, from China."

“Eh?”

The sudden answer was so straightforward that Rin Tosaka couldn't react a little.

Ling Yi supervised her and continued: "More specifically, it comes from Lushan, China, and was later transferred to the clock tower."

"Slow down! You are definitely lying! No level 1 lecturer is as weak as you!"

Tosaka Rin stared at her eyes, her face full of disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yi laughed instead of anger, raised a finger and shook it.

"Ignorance girl, have you never heard of the 'Breaking Mountain Sword'?"

"You mean the magic outfit that can only be used once, but can break the mountain?"

"That's right, I'm going to say that I'm an expert in this kind of magic ceremonial manufacturing technology."

"That's how credible it is."

"I know what you are doubting. You must know that if a blacksmith does not have materials, he cannot defeat a magic weapon! Don't expect a blacksmith to use a sword in a magical way!"

Just as Ling Yi refuted, Yanfeng Kirei returns. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!