"Sorry for the inconvenience, little girl, just bear with me for a moment." As soon as she finished speaking, Sylvie was suddenly lifted up. whoosh! Then, she almost lost her vision. When the instructor carried her forward, the speed was so fast that the wind blew her eyes painfully. Sylvie was in her mentor's arms, a series of questions and concerns flashing through her mind. She felt a surge of adrenaline as her mentor quickly walked through the corridor and headed towards the [B-3] dungeon. She couldn't help but feel a chill at the instructor's sense of urgency and the seriousness of the situation. Sylvie was out of breath and anxious, but she finally mustered up the courage to speak: "What happened in the [B-3] dungeon? Why do you need me to go there?" The instructor's voice was filled with worry. "We've received reports of suspicious activity in the dungeon. Signal interference is a serious problem. The lives of the students there could be in danger." Hearing this, Sylvie couldn't help but think of the joint dungeon exploration and those violent monsters. The incident nearly killed the students on the spot, and she never wanted to experience such a scene again.
"Does this mean that..." "Yes, there may be a demon contract. Although we can usually teleport injured students to the treatment room, the [B-3] dungeon is not functioning properly now, and students cannot be teleported out." When they arrived at the entrance to the B-3 dungeon, Sylvie's heartbeat quickened, fear and anticipation intertwined. Just as the mentor was about to enter, they saw that other fighters had already entered, accompanied by a group of vigilant guards. "Rachel-senpai." The guard immediately recognized the mentor and bowed his head. "We have been informed that some students have been put in a dangerous situation." "Can you locate them?" "Yes. GPS and monitoring systems are functioning normally. Only the space transmission is being disrupted." "How is it going?" "There have been no deaths so far, but some students have been forced back by the monster swarm." "You may proceed. I do not wish for any deaths, understand?" "clear." "very good." whoosh! Without wasting any time, the instructor rushed to where Morse Scott had last been seen. Other personnel and guards followed closely behind. After entering the dungeon, Sylvie first felt her internal organs churning. Because the instructor was carrying her in an unusual posture, this feeling was very strong. "vomit!"
On the way, she couldn't help vomiting. "Hold on, we're almost there." Just as the instructor said, they arrived at their destination in less than two minutes. They did not encounter any monsters along the way. The instructor was so fast that the monsters could not catch up. They reached the location where the last signal was detected, and the instructor stopped. She seemed to be sensing something, with a nervous expression on her face. "There is a barrier here. I can't sense what's going on inside." Hearing the word "barrier", Sylvie's uneasiness rose again. Obviously something unusual happened here, and they had to be careful. "I...are we going in?" She stuttered, the fear in her heart rising up again. "Yes, we must go in." “But…but…” "Don't worry, I'm strong." As soon as she finished speaking, the teacher stretched out her hand, and a soft pale light emanated from her palm. As she pushed gently, the barrier began to flicker, and the scene inside gradually appeared. "Um?" The scene before her made Sylvie shudder. After the barrier disappeared, what came into view was a scene of horror and despair. There were traces of fighting everywhere. Blood splattered everywhere, and the bodies of the monsters were scattered all over the ground. Although Sylvie didn't recognize these monsters, the arrows stuck in their bodies showed that they were dead. However, these are not the most striking things. In the center of the barrier, a young man lay. His body was covered in wounds, and his blood had stained the surrounding ground red. His black hair was covered in dust and dried blood, and his body was covered in wounds and cracks. A pool of bright red blood spread around him, forming a sharp contrast with the cold ground of the dungeon. The most chilling thing was that the young man's right arm was cut off at the elbow. "vomit!" Sylvie couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited again. She was already feeling unwell, and the sight before her made her even more out of control. "Calm down." The instructor patted her shoulder and at the same time expanded his perception and looked around vigilantly, looking for any possible attackers. After a few seconds of perception, she nodded, rushed towards the body, and urged Sylvie to follow. “Hoo…Hoo…” Sylvie tried to regain her composure by taking a deep breath, her eyes scanning the ruins around her. The dungeon was in chaos, with traces of battles everywhere. The oppressive atmosphere made it hard to breathe. She could see deep cracks on the floor, and it was obvious that a fierce battle had taken place here. They quickly rushed to the student and the instructor immediately checked his pulse and wounds. "His condition is critical and we need to act quickly." But something was wrong. This man... Sylvie knew him. These features, this skin color, this hair...
Everything is so familiar. "Morse..." The boy lying on the ground was the one with the weird personality... ...... When Sylvie is asked what she thinks of Morse, she will say that he is a unique individual. This uniqueness did not come from his behavior, appearance or other external factors. There was no shortage of loners in the college, and there were also many people with outstanding appearance and reputation, but Morse obviously did not belong to these categories. His strength ranks at the bottom of the academy, but his uniqueness does not lie in these appearances. Morse's uniqueness comes from his deepest emotions. Sylvie has a special gift [The Power of the First Lord], which enables her to see into people's deepest emotions. When she first met Morse at the academy, she was struck by the depth of hatred in his emotional palette. She had never seen such a strong concentration of negative emotions. She couldn't help but ask herself: What could have caused such a heavy sorrow to come to such a young man? This question aroused her curiosity and prompted her to want to know more about him, not out of admiration, but out of pure curiosity. Later, she witnessed him being bullied and beaten. As the weakest student in the academy, Morse's situation made her feel pity. She helped him as much as she could, sometimes healing his wounds from a distance or using her own abilities to slightly alleviate his pain. However, due to her lack of proficiency in her abilities, her help was minimal and almost unnoticeable. But as time went on, he changed, and his deepest emotions underwent a fundamental shift. Something pushed back the sadness and hatred in his heart, replacing them with a hollow indifference. This indifference was like a barrier, covering his originally fluctuating emotions and suppressing them deep inside. "I will kill you, and your people as well...I will kill all of you demons!" She still remembered his cold voice, and those words made her shudder. Later, during their sparring, he said something she didn't want to hear, which brought back memories she didn't want to recall. Those memories made her feel painful, so she immediately distanced herself from him. She knew it was a cowardly act, but who could tell her what to do with her life? As college life continued, things changed. Sylvie took more hands-on classes, explored with the group, and enjoyed campus life. Hang out with friends, use your abilities to help others, and participate in club activities. Although she and Morse were in the same club, he always kept his distance, as if to respect her choice. He never spoke, never approached, just did his own thing and participated in club activities. A cold barrier seemed to form between the two of them, and she felt an unprecedented sense of distance, but she knew that this was her own choice. However, just last week, when Morse explained a certain problem, these thoughts were shattered in an instant. From that moment on, she felt that the distance between them had become slightly closer, and the barrier between them had been broken. When she saw how he studied hard and worked attentively, she realized clearly that he was actually working as hard as she was. And now, lying on the ground was the man she knew, and his life was in her hands...