In the underground battlefield, a black-haired girl holds a silver-edged sword and moves quickly. The blade can hardly be seen clearly. Only the constant sound of clashing in the air and the flashing silver sword arc indicate its existence. .
After a few breaths, the ten crystal simulators they fought with fell down, shattered into various crystal powders, and then slowly evaporated and disappeared into the air.
"Even though such a Sequence 4 Crystal Man is not agile enough to react quickly, its physical strength is stronger than that of ordinary Sequence 4 Transcendents. They also have AI control and cooperation with each other... However, they were still defeated in a short period of time." Behind the curtain wall on the other side of the battlefield, two senior teachers looked at the girl who stopped and made a brief comment.
In daily life, Tilan always looks weak and slender, but in battle she is extremely decisive, her moves are not muddled, and she is very quick and neat.
"Actually, it was not like this at the beginning. Her swordsmanship still had some ancient style at the beginning of the semester, tending to be graceful and gorgeous. But she learned very quickly, and she gradually optimized and adjusted it with gradual practice, eliminating many unnecessary things. The movements finally formed the current style."
"Swordsmanship moves are often related to the user's mood and personality. It seems that she has grown a lot during this time."
"As for swordsmanship, there are no teachers in the academy who can teach her. At most, she can serve as a sparring partner to exchange experiences. What she lacks now is some practical experience, as well as the skills and knowledge to deal with various methods."
"In real life, fighting situations are complex and changeable. The opponent will not fight you honestly. They use firearms, bombs, mental interference, multi-person siege, ray weapons, etc. If you don't have experience with many of these methods, you will be in trouble for the first time you encounter them. deficit."
"That's what happened to Valk in the first grade. It's a pity that this talent should have a bright future."
"Okay, she has finished training now. We just go down and have a few words with her and explain the follow-up training plan."
Soon after, two senior teachers walked out of the viewing room and came to the practice ground to talk to the black-haired girl.
"Good evening, Tilan." Both of them were Sequence 6, teachers in the academy, and had extensive work experience in offices before.
"Good evening, Teacher Berg, Teacher N." The girl put her sword behind her and bent down to salute.
Of these two teachers, one is slightly fatter and has a bald head, while the other is much more capable. Even wearing a coat, you can feel their strong muscle lines.
"Today's training was very good. We are all impressed. Tilan, your talent and speed of improvement are amazing. I often lament that the school is lucky to have children like you." Borg nodded slightly, with a kind expression.
"However, the battlefield is far more complicated than training. We will teach you how to deal with various emergencies later. Escape when necessary is also a strategy and is not shameful." N, wearing black glasses, continued to explain.
"Okay." The girl nodded.
"Originally, I didn't plan to let you get in touch with this so early, but considering what happened recently, it would be better to talk about it in advance."
"Is it about Valk?" Tilan also heard about it from her classmates recently.
"Yes, he was too reckless that day. Although he has received treatment now, according to the doctors, the sequelae may be difficult to eliminate, alas." The two of them regretted it.
Afterwards, after explaining Tilan's follow-up course arrangements, the two encouraged her a few more words before leaving.
Time passed day by day, and it was another afternoon. After finishing her studies, Tilan sat in a white tower in Edes Academy to rest. It was not too high, and she could pass through the lattice-like fence in the tower. The windows look out onto the lake and meadows below.
The light and shadow separated by black and white shine on Tilan's body. The delicate neck is illuminated by the white light, reflecting a little halo, making the edges hazy, while the girl's face is in the shadow of the grid, and in the light gray shadow, the pair of blue His eyes were exceptionally quiet and moving, looking at the world outside the window.
Just when the girl walked here and took a rest for a while, a bell sounded in the empty and quiet white tower.
"Teacher Fernandi, what's the matter?" The girl's soft voice sounded in the tower.
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"I understand. Are you going to let me try to cure you? I will prepare it tonight."
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"It's not troublesome. It's an honor to be able to help other students. The academy helped me solve a lot of troubles before."
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"Okay, see you tonight." Then the phone hung up.
After putting away her personal terminal, the girl looked at the scenery outside the window again, then turned around, walked down the spiral staircase, and left lightly.
At night, after walking out of the underground elevator, Tilan looked around. This was the intensive care unit area of the hospital in the academy. The floor and walls were as clean as glass mirrors.
Different from her previous dress, today she was wearing a mask, her exposed eyes were covered by orange goggles, her hands were covered with long black gloves, and she was covered with a white coat representing medical staff, but there was no anything on her chest. badge.
After stepping out of the elevator, two security personnel protecting her took her to one of the special wards.
There were no other doctors here tonight, only Patridge, the attending physician who stayed behind in the academy. He stood by the bed and looked at the data, and did not turn around until Tilan entered the room.
The two didn't speak, they just nodded to each other. What they wanted to say had been communicated before, now they just needed to execute it.
Arriving at the hospital bed, Valk was sleeping with a breathing mask on.
"He has been put into anesthesia in advance, you can start now." A doctor's voice came from the earphones, and Tilan responded.
She first stood beside the patient, then closed her eyes and felt carefully, finding the lumbar nerve marked on the screen nearby.
After confirming, she opened her eyes and looked at the doctor beside her, as if asking if it was okay to start.
The other party nodded, and then the ward was completely sealed, the lights were turned off, and various monitoring equipment temporarily stopped operating.
Soon after, dots of crystal dust appeared on the hospital bed, and a blue color began to flow in Tilan's eyes.
Slowly, the crystal dust fell and disappeared, and Tilan's forehead also shed a little sweat.
Healing is not difficult, but the standards required this time are different. It has to be almost perfectly restored, and it is still a living person, not a cold dead thing, so it is much more difficult.
Unlike others, she is very familiar with her own body, and can easily find the past appearance along the traces of time, and repair it. However, the situation of others is different. First, she is unfamiliar, and then she has to find the past. The 'correct' appearance in the remaining traces of time.
Time passed by minute by second, watching the girl operate quietly. Partridge tried his best to stay quiet on the side, just staring at the key nodes displayed on the screen.
Under the eyes of disbelief, the originally mutilated and damaged nerves began to recover, not to grow again, but to restore their previous structure from the molecular level.
Unknowingly, the pen in Partridge's hand had stopped, and he just stared blankly at the scene that seemed to go back in time step by step.
Finally, after the repairs were completed, the light in the room slowly disappeared and returned to a dim state.
After the treatment, the monitoring equipment in the ward was turned back on, the lights were turned on again, and everything returned to how it was before.
Nodding to Partridge, the girl left the ward, and then two security personnel protected her from leaving here again and left from the underground elevator.
Only a few people in the school knew about this treatment, and only a few people knew the true identity of this mysterious person. Even Partridge didn’t know who she was, but they just knew that she was a student. Professionals specially transferred by the park board of directors.
"Probably a master of an independent faction, such as 'Spiritual Life Replacement' Goldsmith or 'Blood Worm' Aiwass." He could only shake his head to comfort himself.
However, he couldn't help but marvel at the scene he just saw. This was not just healing, but also involved the use of higher-level extraordinary powers. I am afraid that only a very few masters can master it, and although he is over thirty, He reached Sequence 6 at the age of 10. Facing such extraordinary skills, he was still far behind.
Fortunately, the academy hired such a person, otherwise Valk would have regretted it for the rest of his life.
No longer thinking about those unattainable characters, Partridge turned around, began to remove Valk's anesthesia, and asked him how he felt now.
A few minutes later, Valk woke up leisurely and looked at the ceiling that looked like daylight. This was Partridge's head appearing in his field of vision.
"Teacher." He called slightly melancholy. In the past two days, he gradually became clear about his physical condition, and he was not as free and easy as he was at the beginning.
"Don't be anxious first. Lie down, slowly feel your body, feel it carefully, and then slowly try to exert force. Try to be careful during the process and don't use too much force."
"Okay." Although he didn't understand why, Valk did as he was told.
Soon after, a look of joy appeared on his face.
"I feel better than ever and there seems to be no sequelae. Does this mean I'm completely healed?"
"Teacher, have you cured me?" There was a hint of hope in his voice.
"It should have been cured, but it was not due to me, but to some unknown master."
"As for his identity... I don't know either. If you achieve greatness in the future, you may be able to find out from the academy's board of directors." Partridge shook his head.
"Thank you, Valk. You still have a chance to do it again. You can't be so reckless in the future. Such a good thing will never happen again."
"I understand, thank you, Teacher Partridge." Although Valk is usually calm, he is still a young man after all, and he can't suppress the happy look in his eyes.
"Okay, there's no need to hold back like this, I understand your mood." He carefully lifted Valk up and leaned on the half-raised hospital bed.
"What would you like to have for supper tonight to celebrate your new life?"
Just as the two of them were in a better mood and talking about tonight's food and the future, Tilan also changed out of the clothes that concealed her identity, walked out of the underground again, walked through the school at night, and headed back to the vine house.
The personal terminal rang again at this time, and then the girl picked it up and answered it.
"I just received the news that Valcke has completed his second test and has fully recovered."
"I see."
"Well... I don't know how to say it, but I'm really grateful to Tilan this time. The board of directors also asked me to convey their goodwill to you."
"It goes without saying thank you, because I have been saved, just like that night in the ruined underground city."
"Let's talk next time, Teacher Fernandi, I'm a little sleepy tonight."
"Well, you should have a good rest. The academy will help you handle the rest."
After hanging up the phone, Fernandi was filled with emotion. He never expected that the timid girl in the admissions cubicle would have grown to this point now.
Perhaps this is the luck of Eds Academy. They finally caught a trump card and could defeat the trump card of St. Ingo Academy.
The Jade Skirt, or the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain, is also going to undergo some changes.
(End of chapter)
