Thinking of his past experience, the Iceberg Girl hugged him instead:

"Mr. Su, don't force yourself too much."

That's right, she was not worried about what kind of miserable situation Su Wen had beaten those people.

She doesn't care, she doesn't care.

But if this would stain Su Wen's hands,

"I will feel distressed."

The girl said softly,

At this moment, the sudden breeze outside the floor-to-ceiling window wrapped the smell of sand and rust from the temporary residence of Saint Huyphal, and blew the protective spell embroidered on the curtains,

But Su Wen did not agree to this seemingly simple request, he just replied slowly:

"The gospels are eyeing you."

only,

I thought of myself not long ago working with Alarina to kill those charlatans in the Third Age.

Su Wen couldn't help but smile particularly coldly:

“But don’t worry,

They are seeking death,

Then I will find them on my own initiative.”

Su Wen seemed to be able to feel the hot light belonging to the core of the brain computer after the Eternal Dawn Power Outage Plan, but for him, it was not a beautiful signal.

After all, during this trip to the Third Era, he not only gained control over the broken Silver Ring that could restrain the fifth Era [Masked Dance].

I also got bad news:

The road to [Dawn] is wrong.

But why exactly did everything turn out like this, he didn't get the answer, and he didn't even know anything about the gods.

Everything is so secretive.

Even the witches of the Third Age did not have awe of some gods. They mocked, ignored, and blasphemed the gods.

in other words,

This answer may be in Laurenz Riel.

In this border area where it seems to be just a certain Pacific Psychological Energy Research Blood Source, but in fact it imprisons many [God-Secrets], perhaps more clues can be found.

Su Wen has determined his next path, but no matter what the future ahead,

He just gave the only promise with great seriousness:

“I will always protect you.”

This sentence is mixed with the ashes of roses brought back from the ruins of the church.

Gently land on the girl's hair,

But in the next second, Su Wen diluted the anger that had almost been suppressed in his words in an extremely gentle tone:

“But now,

Let's have a meal first,

I'm hungry."

When Jiang Menghan heard him say this, he finally showed a very beautiful smile: "Yeah."

Obviously,

He prefers to show his iceberg girl like this.

Even the evangelical sects, even the eternal dawn resurrectionists who are ready to act behind the gospel, have indeed angered themselves when they want to attack her.

But he still doesn't want him to pass on this negative emotion to her.

Time passes slowly like this.

The sound of mechanical clock gear rotation sounded from the depths of the corridor, which was like a countdown, and like the echo of some ancient vow.

Saint Mourning - Huyphal finally decided to start teaching in the same branch in this [last semester],

And countless faculty and staff who belong to the Mourning Huyphal also returned here in the past two days.

after all,

They are about to start school.

So Su Wen and Jiang Menghan took advantage of this time to have a rare date that looked like a tour:

They saw countless epic pictures of this semi-plane:

The Gothic spire pierced the crimson sky like this, and the sound of bronze gears biting into the steam pipes echoed between the hanging corridors.

certainly,

The two finally found time to visit Tris.

In the branch of Zhongmen Alecos Grand Library, Tris proudly introduced them to them:

“Under the painted dome of this library, three hundred and sixty-five brass lanterns float.

Each of them was sleeping with a burning lighthouse star, whose dark blue halos cast an alchemy matrix of the twelve constellations on the mitril tiles.

Steam valves are embedded in the eye sockets of gargoyles on both sides of the corridor. Every seven seconds, mist mixed with dragon blood crystals will be sprayed out, covering the entire academy in the ever-ending violet rainbow ring...

so,

Let me tell you again,

Welcome to [Laurentz Riel]”

The little acting principal still rarely demonstrates etiquette that suits his identity.

However, Su Wen still saw the fatigue in the corner of the little girl's eyes.

so,

He ended up just giving a gentle and stable feeling, even if the amount of answers contained in it was indeed too large:

"Don't worry, Tris,

Even if countless people are cursing here,

But I believe

Laurenz Riel will not be destroyed in this way.”

As for his answer, Jiang Menghan, who had long understood Su Wen's plan, did not add anything more.

She just wants to be with him,

This is enough.

In addition to the exterior wall of this [Original Zhongmen-Alichosi] Academy, there are even countless suspended steampunk city-states,

That is a world connected by countless brass rings with diameters far exceeding three kilometers:

The emerald sea surging in the ridge fountain of mechanical whales,

Their steam chimneys are converting Pacific water vapor outside the half plane into liquid magic energy.

The air train travels along the coral rails,

The arcane crystal embedded in the cabin shell collided with the sulfur clouds erupting from the undersea volcano, and eventually exploded tens of millions of phosphorus fire roses in the twilight.

Steam spiders carry vendors wearing gas masks, and they weave neon spider webs between the streets where neon signs and astrology are intertwined...

Everything is so romantic, but it's just a corner of Laurenz Riel.

after all,

【Permanent Magnet-Lannabodu】In the seabed,

Using the original Second Relic of Atlantis.

And [Zhongmen-Alichosi] branch is even more important:

It directly occupied an entire planet on the other side, and it was the first president of the Zongmen who opened up here.

in other words,

Laurenz Riel may be even larger than countless people imagine.

This is why, even if the main campus of [City of Breeze] is destined to be destroyed, Old Constance is not so worried.

Because the seven major branches could not collapse for a while.

only,

If this devastating ending occurs,
To be continued...