"Could it be that……"

Anna slammed her fist on the table and looked up.

The bright moonlight fell, but it brought infinite silence and coldness.

it's not finished yet.

With trembling hands, she took out a sharp dagger.

Slowly place it on top of the scales of the left hand.

There was a pause.

Then the dagger swung violently, scraping the scales off his arm.

Blood dripping.

When the scales were scraped off, the skin was attached, so it looked horrible.

But An still did it very carefully, as if he had done it countless times, bit by bit, scraping off every scale from his arm.

She didn't quickly pour the blue potion on her arm until there was no scale left on her arm.

The injury recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fair skin regrown.

After a while, her left hand became no different from that of an ordinary girl, even more immature and fair.

Until then, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only for the dissipation of the severe pain, but also for the withdrawal of a certain desire that was almost uncontrollable in my heart as the scales of the snake grew.

That desire to eat something.

She leaned against the wall and slowly limp, as if all her strength had been taken away.

There was a different kind of confusion in the unfocused eyes.

"No, I have to speed up, I have to..."

In the ancient potion classroom where she was alone, Anna murmured softly.

……

……

Great Clock Tower.

There are thirteen floors underground.

The Well of Mercury.

"Wow, is this the core area of ​​Santa Maria College?"

The man with a hideous scar on his face couldn't help but marvel at the solemn and huge institutions around him, just like a countryman entering the city.

"Tsk tsk, these things seem to be all made of rare metals. Such a large piece, it must be counted by the ton. Can I scrape a little back? I feel that as long as I scrape off a little scrap, I don't have to worry about it in my next life."

"To shut up!"

In front of the man with the scar, the skinny figure covered in black robe shouted in a low voice:

"Also, don't touch anything, if you don't want the security system here to be crushed."

"Okay, okay, I won't move."

The man with the scar shrugged his shoulders, looking innocent, "I'm not a relative's brat, why are you so nervous?"

"..."

The skinny figure walked in front silently. In his hand, a dilapidated lantern was shaking, emitting a light blue light, enveloping the two of them.

Those light blue rays of light were full of dead silence, but after being shrouded by them, the vigilance from countless precision agencies around them seemed to have lost their effect, turning a blind eye to these two intruders.

The long passage was extremely silent.

It seems that this road is too boring, and the surrounding things are not new, so the scarred face leaned forward again, and asked the skinny figure:

"Speaking of which, are your companions okay? You want to lure away those teachers and professors, and you want to hold back that imperial princess. It feels like a very dangerous job."

"They're fine, they have plans to get out."

The skinny figure sneered:

"It's better to worry about yourself than to worry about them."

"Worried about yourself?"

The man with the scar was taken aback: "Why? Everyone was lured away, shouldn't this be the safest place?"

"It's safe to come in, but isn't the most dangerous time to escape? After all, what we have to do is that."

"Which one?" The man with the scar was taken aback again.

"..."

Hearing the words, the skinny figure was silent for a moment.

"You do not know?"

"What do I know?"

"You don't know why you came here?!"

The skinny figure was shocked.

"The high priest asked me to come here."

The man with the scar scratched his head and asked innocently.

"He asked you to come here, why don't you ask him what to do?"

"This... As an excellent subordinate, isn't it necessary to ask less and do more?"

"..."

The skinny figure suddenly didn't want to speak.

He began to regret why he let this group of sick guys send someone to help him.

Although it is true that the manpower here is very tight, I always feel that it is a wrong choice to bring this guy in.

But forget it.

Things have come to this point, even if this product can't be of much help, it should still be possible to throw it out as bait at a critical moment.

"Since you don't know, then don't ask."

The skinny figure turned around: "Time is running out, if you don't want to die, hurry up."

"oh oh."

The man with the scar nodded repeatedly, and quickly followed.

But as he was walking, he suddenly remembered something again, leaned close to the skinny figure again, and asked with a serious expression:

"Speaking of which, since it's so dangerous, then you must have an escape plan. For example, at a critical moment, reinforcements suddenly blow up the ceiling and come down from the sky to pick us up."

"..."

"If there is no plan A, I think plan B is also feasible, such as taking out the teleportation magic scroll and sending us away after doing bad things. It's not impossible."

"..."

"No plan B, plan C head office!"

The scarred man's tone was a little anxious: "For example, when the time comes, call your big boss, that so-and-so moon, to kill the Quartet, that's okay!"

"..."

"No way, how can you do things without a plan? Plan C doesn't work, so the plan..."

"you shut up!"

The skinny figure who couldn't bear the nagging of this guy broke down and shouted:

"The protection of the moonlight has its limit. You speak so loudly, what if someone overhears you?"

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"you shut up!"

The skinny figure who couldn't bear the nagging of this guy broke down and shouted:

"The protection of the moonlight has its limit. You have such a loud voice, what if someone overhears you?!"

A huge roar echoed in this quiet corridor.

All of a sudden, the shaking of the lantern intensified, as if it would fly out and break into pieces at any moment.

Squeak, squeak, even their shadows are messed up, like laughing demons.

So, both fell silent and looked at each other.

After a while, the man with the scar broke the silence, lowered his voice, and said with grief and indignation:

"Obviously it's your voice that is louder! You can die if you want to, but don't implicate me, can you?"

"...Damn it..."

The skinny figure suddenly felt a breath, stuck in his chest, unable to move up or down, which made him want to strangle the scarred man in front of him directly.

But no, the task is urgent.

On his skinny face with sunken eye sockets, there was a trace of sternness, but he restrained it quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

"Oh, where are you going?"

"Of course the deepest part of the Well of Mercury..."

The skinny figure froze suddenly.

Because although the voice that appeared suddenly was also very unbearable, it seemed to be a little different from the man with the scar?

He turned his head, only to find that the man with the scar had his mouth tightly shut and shook his head frantically at him.

Is it...

The thin figure's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't care to hide his figure, and shouted to his surroundings:

"Who? The one who hides his head and shows his tail, come out quickly!"

"Hide your head and show your tail? This is really interesting to say. The mouse that sneaked into other people's house is obviously you."

Accompanied by lazy laughter, in the shadow of the passage, suddenly walked out...a pink bear.

pink bear?

The skinny figure froze for a moment.

What the hell, are you kidding me?

"who are you?"

"Hey, looking at your appearance, it seems that the information is a little behind."

The pink bear approached step by step, stepping on the ground, making a strange sound.

"Don't you know? My little Pink Bear is currently the acting dean of this academy."

"Dean?"

The skinny figure was shocked, and kept looking up and down the pink bear, but no matter how he looked at it, he always felt that this guy in front of him was just a funny character who came out to show off.

But the thin figure quickly calmed down.

Even if there is no part about the pink bear in the information, it only mentions the sudden departure of Headmaster Hathaway, but since he can appear in the core position of this kind of academy, it means that he is not simple.

"It's a pity now, obviously I still want to use some peaceful means."

The skinny figure sneered: "Isn't it good to pretend not to see?"

"It's fine to pretend you don't see it."

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