Russell didn''t know what keiras meant by hunting, or he guessed it vaguely, but he wasn''t sure. At the same time, he didn''t ask again. That''s because what he saw just now has been entrenched in his heart. He is afraid that if he is distracted from thinking about other things, the image of the body in his brain will disappear, blur and lose important details.


    He is a spy. The job of a spy is to deal with cases that the school is difficult to deal with in the open. Those who can''t blame without reason and plan to question at will. The spy must give deterministic evidence to become the basis of action. They are like worker bees exploring new areas and looking for flowers in a swarm.


    Although Russell has never stated his position, he is indeed a reliable spy. The reason is that in that almost morbid persistence, his sense of responsibility will whip this man forward like a whip. Even if it makes him physically and mentally tired, even if it puts him in danger.


    This is unreasonable, because feelings should be a tool to help people live. When a feeling is not to let people live actively, but has the tendency of oppression and even self destruction, it will be called morbid.


    Mages are somewhat morbid. Since they began to contact magic and knowledge, those things have made the casters have a persistent pursuit, which will be reflected in all aspects of their life.


    As for the red haired spy, he didn''t need to do these things now. The only task he received was to take care of the cheese. That is to say, as long as he kept looking at the gray robe during this period, his task has been successfully completed.


    But he has been creating new problems. Some of those problems are related to him and some are irrelevant to him. But he was unaware of it and even enjoyed it.


    "Be careful!" A hand stretched out from behind caught Russell who nearly fell from the roadside in time. The spy just regained his consciousness. If he took another step just now, he would fall down. Although he would not be broken to pieces, the height of falling to the lower platform was enough to break his tendons and fractures.


    When he looked back gratefully to the person who had saved himself, he saw the familiar sky blue eyes and slightly upturned corners of his mouth.


    "Is anyone there? I''ve followed you for dozens of steps. Not only didn''t you find it, you almost fell off the side of the road. " Atta stretched out her hand and shook it in front of the spy, as if those two eyes were two windows, behind which she lived.


    "I''m here, thank you. I''m just a little, in a trance. Sorry, I''ve been making sure that my memories don''t have problems. They must be preserved by the slightest difference. "


    Russell speaks very fast, which shows that he is now in a state of tension. Atta didn''t ask what the other party wanted to keep, because no matter what it was, the current spies didn''t seem to be able to answer.


    "Yes, I see. You''re going back to the Institute, right? Let''s go together so you don''t have to worry about falling on the side of the road. "


    "Thank you very much." Russell nodded to atta, and there was no doubt that he was lucky to meet a female swordsman here. Don''t say he fell out of the road. In his current state, I''m afraid he was attacked and couldn''t respond at all.


    The spy didn''t notice that there was a man behind atta. The man looked at Russell with subtle fear, respect and envy. In this city, people looked at the mage with such eyes.


    The three people walked silently on the way back to the goblin Research Institute. Atta looked around and found no trace of Kairas, but Russell had no trace of fighting. She didn''t worry too much. With the skill and agility of cat goblins, there wouldn''t be too many things that could get him into trouble in this city.


    However, the sweeper picked up by the female swordsman kept walking at the back, hesitating and trembling at every step. Atta told him the destination ahead, a research institute, which was full of real mages, even senior mages with higher status, which made men who had not been officially promoted feel very strange and fear.


    "Don''t be afraid, what bothers you has disappeared. I brought you here in the hope that you can tell a friend of mine the details of the incident. He is the most mage, and he can certainly guarantee to cut off your contact with the devil. He can also deal with your problems. Whether it''s curse or stuttering, he will have a way. Don''t worry. I believe you can still become a mage. "


    Atta''s bright smile has some power, so that no matter how gloomy people can continue to stay in the dark shadow. This power is not magic, nor does it come from appearance. She is really thinking about each other, so her words can be so moving.


    "I''ve been delayed for five years to become a mage. My classmates, they have either been promoted or left, only I still stay where I am. Like a ghost, a ghost that refuses to dissipate. "


    "Ghosts stop because they are dead, which means that they stop as the time of life and can''t move forward. So they can only have the past and can''t accept change. Once a ghost recognizes the current situation and begins to communicate with the outside world again, he will no longer be a ghost. He will soon go to the next stage of life. You''d better write this down. It will be mentioned in the psychic test. "


    Russell finished this sentence quickly and looked forward without moving his eyes. He didn''t really enter the conversation between Atta and the floor sweeper, but just listened in, like watching the shadow acting through a layer of gauze, and then almost subconsciously dubbing them.


    Atta and the sweeper looked at each other. They both noticed that the spy didn''t want to comfort anyone. He just added mechanically. The swordswoman shrugged,


    "I think you''d better cherish the present days, and you may become like this in the future. I thought only one mage would behave like this before. Now it seems that it''s just because I''ve only seen one mage. "


    "The most mage?"


    "Yes. Even though I have come here and met many mages, I still think he is the most mage. But in fact, I have no basis. Maybe it''s preconceived? Or intuition, who knows. Ah, here we are. I hope cheese has finished his homework, because it seems that we have brought him back new questions. "


    Atta looked at the Institute with its outline in the distance and breathed a little relieved.


    "Boom!"


    The roar of the explosion stunned the female swordsman for a few seconds. She didn''t understand what had just happened until she saw the black smoke rising from the research institute ahead.


    "The oak of the king''s court."


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