Ezhaint Sinkades suffers from ataxia. He is the so-called first patient of the "Quiet Plague" - if this summary will be published as an article, he will have to mark it again, explaining that "first patient" is a word created for this special situation. This word is the same as " "First Citizen" and "First World" do have similarities. They both illustrate two points: the seriousness of the deviation from the normal state, and who is the culprit.
But now he just thinks about it. The Plague of Silence has been cured worldwide. The biggest traces left behind were the disappearance of Wei Xing Qi Nian and the fact that the disease on Chaint was no longer contagious. Like two inconspicuous stains. Ke Qier vaguely felt that even if he could go back to the good old days when the Royal Garden was really a garden, with flowers, fountains, music and wisdom colliding, he would not regard these observations as exact research results. announced.
Until now he still wasn't sure. Even though the evidence to support it was abundant - all facts - one comment after another from the Supreme Being, anomalies right before his eyes, his own years of experience. The evidence against this is slim:
Chaint himself believed that he was not sick.
Kirchur attempts to prove the validity of this subjective evidence through some academic loophole. no progress. With the help of angel energy yuan wheel type power that can be maturely used, the relocated Fifth Mathematical Olympiad College has been running smoothly. He and Erobaba worked together during this period of seemingly unbreakable tranquility, arranging things in perfect order.
With incredible speed they came to an agreement: he accepted all lessons that began with the divine, and the adamantium element was dedicated to purity. "Holy Extraction" and "Pure Spirit" were the first two courses they finalized - they may not have much to do with the Mathematical Olympiad, but they were unanimously considered the most satisfactory and necessary to exist. Finally, they were arranged in A required course at the newly opened Transformation Academy.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be a transformation college. Fortunately, there are new students (for some obvious reasons, the student lineup of the Fifth Mathematical Olympiad College has undergone a huge change, so they have to teach most things from scratch). They had no idea what the Mathematical Olympiad was supposed to be like or what they were supposed to learn.
At first, Keqier visited the dead tree every hour and thirty minutes, which was later determined to be the length of one class plus half a break. The Demon Duke fell into a death-like rest and remained motionless. More and more dust fell on his body, which made him a little uncomfortable.
This was greatly improved after Erobaba arranged for a school appearance inspector. Many students and faculty have primitive impressions of Echain, taking off their hats and saluting or backing away in fear when passing by, and never approach this area again. Some guys came to see him - the ones who impressed him most were Lamel and Norole - the angels came in private identities. They chattered in a language that was not part of the order, and they couldn't tell who was whose daughter. Ke Qier couldn't hear a word clearly.
Everyone had a lot of questions at the beginning, but they gradually decreased.
The sleeping devil has become an iconic landscape in the academy, where students often review, rehearse, and duel. This went on for a while, but it didn't last long. After an extenuating teaching accident, the dead tree and 300 meters of nearby combustible materials were all burned to ashes. After rinsing, Keqier dug out the Demon Duke and the piece of ground and placed it in a constant environment storage room dedicated to precision instruments. After that, he only visited after school every day and after he had finished his work for the day.
And his work is becoming more and more arduous day by day. Erobaba proposed some means of mechanical management, but he rejected them all out of divine purity. The fine gold element didn't say much, but Ke Qier suspected that he had selfish motives: as long as he was so busy that he fainted, he would never be able to remember the Wei Xing Qi Nian again.
Apparently he still remembered. One day he began to feel uncomfortable inside and restless. He tried to save himself, so he began to think about the greeting he should say when he met Yi Cha again while he was awake.
My friend, you slept long enough. Are you feeling better? Kircher thought for a moment and decided that even out of politeness he should leave out the last sentence.
He thought as he walked towards Echaint's room. As usual, he tried to wake up the Demon Duke, but of course he was unsuccessful - another piece of irrefutable factual evidence. If Willy Shaw were to write it, he would probably describe the Demon's state as "a concentration of the silent disease in the world" "The obvious performance in him" and then install a bunch of overly inadequate psychological motivations and the like.
It is true that Willy Shaw never showed up. Ke Qier suddenly thought. And no message was sent. This is not the style of an occult scholar. Either he had nothing to brag about, or he was in some serious trouble.
Unable to decide which possibility it was, he walked out of the room and descended the long circular staircase. This is a relatively dark and secluded corner of the Fifth Mathematical Olympiad Academy. Only moldy students like turtles in this kind of place. Ke Qier met a plaque student named Stefan, exchanged a few words, walked through a corridor, then through the teaching building and a small garden, and walked on the west square of the Mathematical Olympiad College.
Ke Qier saw a crazy big broomstick screaming and shaking back and forth in the square. Only after being thrown into his arms did he recognize that it was the disheveled Willy Xiao.
"I haven't slept in three months!!" he screamed. "Three months!!!"
Ke Qier immediately planned to take him to rest. But the mystics clung to him. "Dosmas!!" he said. "Go and see Dosmas!!"
"I've seen Dosmas." Ke Qier said soothingly. "He's fine. He stayed there voluntarily to provide eternal energy for the confrontation with Gui Zero. He has figured it out now..."
"Not Dosmas!!!" Willy Xiao clasped his withered fingers on the angel's arm and glared at him. "It's Andy! The other big lichs!! Lanlewin wants to kill all the undead!!!"
Keqier understood the urgent feelings of the arcane scholar, but he really didn't know what it was. "Okay." He said, supporting Willy Xiao with his backhand, "Let's rest first."
"No time to rest!! Let's go!!!"
Willy Xiao shouted, then fell into the angel's arms and snored.
Ke Qier looked around. A kindly troublemaker extended a tail so he could place the arcane scholar on it. Just when he was thinking about where he should take Willy Xiao, he heard the exclamations around him.
The familiar scent came from behind. Ke Qier turned around in surprise.
"What did he say?" Yi Cha rubbed his forehead lazily. "Have all the dead ghosts been brutally murdered?"
