All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy] - v2 Chapter 230

The sky was finally bright, and snow fell again the next day.

This time the snow is a bit bigger than before. The bluestone pavement covered with the magic guidance system is constantly steaming with smoke and mist, and people walking on it are like walking in the clouds.

According to the temperament of the group of students who are always happy to build “snow fairies” on the square, they will definitely be clamoring and walking non-stop on the bluestone pavement. But the opposite is true. Except for the occasional students passing by and the horse-drawn carts, the far-reaching streets are empty.

Although the clothes on the body can withstand the cold, it cannot keep out moisture. Standing under the eaves, I took off the short cloak on my shoulders and shook vigorously.

The drops of water vibrated like a light rain mixed with tiny ice particles. Arnold, who was standing with me, put away his umbrella. The ice-colored magical array formed in the air, and along with the magical array sweeping from bottom to top, the umbrella turned into ice-colored fluorescence.

“Three zero two?”

I took out the note Sophie had written to me from my pocket, “If I remember correctly. The third floor is dedicated to the veterans.”

“right.”

The ice-colored knight responded flatly. He passed me and pushed open the dark door.

After the drama of the school was over, some students found Hadremer who fell on the ground in the lounge. After seeing the blood-soaked collar, he didn’t hesitate to run out to seek rescue.

The medical students rushed in immediately following him. After a brief silence, the empty auditorium fell into chaos for an instant. The voices were full of noise. Except for the outsiders with confused expressions, almost all the students rushed onto the stage and rushed to the backstage lounge.

Senior students have to stand up to maintain order. To soothe the emotions of the students and guide foreign tourists to leave. Although they did everything in order, they were not at peace from their pale faces.

“Would you like to go in and have a look. Your Royal Highness Gardrich.”

Looking at the impenetrable stage, the ice-colored knight asked as usual. It seems that as long as I answer “yes”, he will immediately use the magic guide to blow up a path and lead me in.

I know that this jellyfish with negative emotional intelligence must be able to do such a thing. So just twitched the corners of his mouth, and calmly replied “no need”.

After all, neither Arnold nor I are medical students. Even if I go, it won’t help much.

the next day. The news that Hadremer Perrelet was seriously ill spread throughout the college. The momentum is stronger than the scandal between Arnold and I at the beginning of school. But this time it is no longer a pink bubble filled with youth hormones, but a depression like a dark cloud.

After all, he was the one who gave us a speech at the beginning of school.

However, the class is still going, and the college will not be closed because of the mood of the students. Fiona, who had been mentally overshadowed by class, looked pale the next morning. Before leaving, he deliberately grabbed me and asked.

“That uncle with a trendy hairstyle…is it okay?”

As a result, after so long, people are going to die. Can you still remember his name?

“…Mr. Hardremo.”

I grinned. Leaning his eyes, “It shouldn’t matter… Did the academy say anything?”

Fiona shook her head. The lovely girl bit her lips subconsciously, her voice a little disturbed, “No one has announced the news yet. But Roz Roltun, didn’t he just died of illness?”

“I was thinking before. Could such a terrible disease be a genetic disease…”

The girl’s voice became weaker and weaker. It seems to be worried that once said it, this terrible conjecture will come true.

I decided to look at her for a while. Then stretched out his hand and gently touched her head.

The long pink hair is soft and feels like small animal hair. To the kind-hearted girl in front of me, I softened my voice and persuaded.

“Well… believe it. Good people are rewarded.”

It is a disease that cannot be cured either forty years ago or now. If it weren’t for the medical side who was really at a loss, Heron Oz and Edward would not be desperate to study the magician.

The magic guide of the stop can stop everything. But it has no effect on people, animals and plants. The reason is probably because “life” is an extremely precious thing, and it will never be influenced by human will.

Time cannot go back, and people cannot come back from death. Even now that he has mastered the “magic”, human beings can’t escape this established truth.

If you insist on defying, it will cause a series of tragedies… will it.

But if that is the case. How should I save Hadremer.

“Why do you want to ask me such a question that sounds like theology?”

“Because you are not a priest in particular.”

The sun shines on the priest through the glazed glass, coating him with a layer of holy light. He was slumped in the chair with his legs crossed, and he turned his head to look at me blankly while reading junk books with relish. Looks a little impatient.

This looks like a owe. It seems to have changed back to the “Adam” I am familiar with.

“I am a priest entirely because the goddess is so set. If I can, I just want to be a happy home squat.”

The blond priest said unambitious words in a holy and pleasant voice. Ignoring my expression like eating x, Adam turned his head. He propped his head with one hand, and turned a page of the novel on his lap with the other hand.

“But if there is a’god’ in this world, it must not be the goddess who kills the gods.”

“As you can see. This world is very’logical’. Even the’goddess’ cannot interfere.”

Ignoring me with a frown and “what are you talking about”, the blond priest said to himself, “If you have to abide by the ‘rules’. It’s okay if you change the angle.”

“You old cudgel is talking about—”

A flash of light flashed in his mind. I stopped the sound abruptly.

“…Adam!”

I finally came up with my eyebrows and rushed to his side happily. While yelling his name, he unceremoniously messed up his hair, “You are simply my living’strategy’!”

“Then be a little better for your’Strategy’-hello! Don’t grab my hair!”

“Ah. Sorry.”

I smiled and apologized unapologetically. Let go of his dense blonde hair (if my dad had it too).

The thick and broken hair like a cloud was directly rubbed into a beautiful golden grass nest by me. Adam gave a soft tut and straightened his hair casually.

Bi-colored eyes closed slightly, and inorganic light glowed in the platinum sunlight. Adam cast a blank glance at me standing in front of him, and said lazily, “You look very happy. Gadrich.”

“Because I finally have a clue…but.”

I looked serious. He whispered to him, “Doesn’t it matter if you help me like this…?”

The priest paused, finishing his short hair.

Bi-colored eyes are godless. I couldn’t read the emotions from Adam’s face that was paralyzed for thousands of years. I could only listen to him asking, “Is there such a setting?”

I almost jumped up and hit him on the head.

“Ah. Do you mean the old man yesterday.”

Unlike me with a dark face, the priest’s expression is as calm as ever, “It doesn’t matter. I used to be directly stopped or corrected when I wanted to do things other than’settings’… I just wanted to try it that day. “

If it is directly stopped, it is not allowed. If it succeeds. That is what is allowed in the setting.

Trying directly is the simplest and violent verification method.

Adam, who was talking about his thoughts, was not abnormal in his tone or expression. As if not thinking much at all.

There is another possibility that clearly awaits him. That is the divine punishment that is imposed for violation of the “setting”.

I didn’t expect it. It still doesn’t matter at all.

It doesn’t matter either. For me–

“In any case. I don’t want to see you hurt.”

“…”

The blond priest was silent. After a while, he exaggeratedly rubbed his hands up and down around his arms.

“Gadry, don’t let you say such nasty words suddenly. Is your brain caught?”

“Hey!”

As a result, the subject was changed with no emphasis. Adam did not promise me at all.

However, it is impossible to force him to swear. The seemingly unreliable priest is actually a man who keeps his promises. So as long as it is something he cannot guarantee, he will never say it.

If you stalker, he might throw it out of the archive point instead.

As usual, confided with the wicked priest. Then he turned his back pretending to be angry and left aggressively. However, until the door of the archive point was completely closed, I couldn’t feel the line of sight staring at my back.

It’s completely different from its surface. Gentle, gentle sight.

I don’t need to go to class every day like Fiona because I work directly for Old Antique. Even now, no teacher dares to restrict my freedom due to the prostitution of the surname “Baide”.

Baide is a country without a “royal city”. It is Bader College that has replaced its national status and role. The large library where the “Mana” is placed is a parliament hall that provides a venue for meetings of the elders. Even the best hospitals in all Baide are here.

And Hadremer lives on the third floor that only the “old elders” can use.

Baide’s humanities teacher is just the surface. The true identity of Hadremer Perrem comes from his surname.

The transparent barrier is completely blocked on the stairs from the second floor to the third floor. If you hit it hard, you will definitely be bounced back viciously like hitting a wall made of water. But Arnold and I, carrying the “pass” given by Sophie, passed safely.

The barrier fluctuates, clinging to my body like water. There are no gaps at all. It is estimated that even the air cannot circulate on both sides with my movements.

The wooden floor creaked under our feet. Although it was inside the hospital, it was not pale. The dark tones and dim lights are like a hotel.

After all, this place was an ordinary “hotel” a hundred years ago. At that time, Baide, the largest landlord in the area, donated a house under his name. It is used to accommodate refugees who have suffered from the war and hire a doctor to treat them.

And because of such a period of history, this place has been completely preserved. As a “hospital” for students, nobles and veterans.

It is also rare that this group of old immortals still remember the original heart.

Room 302 is easy to find. Arnold and I stood at the door and knocked directly on the door.

“Gadrich and Arnold–“

“Do you know that you are very important to me!!”

For a moment, my expression was empty.

Goose bumps aroused from the knocking hand to the skull. And it is not waiting for me to consider whether to leave or stay. The dark door in front of him opened.

……so. Before acting a bitter drama, can you check if the door is locked?