Night World Players

Chapter 77: Go shopping with me?
"As the student council president, he doesn't even know the most basic etiquette of respecting teachers."

Dean Yin swung his tail in annoyance and muttered to himself as Axia went away.

"If I had known that the students at Star University were all problem children, I shouldn't have accepted that old man's invitation to become the dean."

If it were ordinary students, Dean Yin could punish them slightly by deducting points from their college.

However, Akshia has already been the number one student union president and stands at the highest point among the students of Fanxing University. Dean Yin really has no means to punish her.

Of course, Dean Yin also has a hidden trick up his sleeve, which is to exile her to his own secondary dimension and put her in solitary confinement, just like he did to Istar before.

But Axia's Night Blade was too dangerous, and Dean Yin was really worried about his own alternate dimension, which might be cut off by the "Angel of Death" if he wasn't paying attention.

For Dean Yin, that secondary dimensional space is not only used to lock people up, but also serves as a personal storage space.

If it really gets cut, there won’t be any place to put even the dried fish.

"That can't be helped, Dean Yin."

"If we weren't problem students, we wouldn't be able to become Night Travelers, let alone awaken the Night Blade."

Rast raised his hand and stroked the furry head of the ferret dean.

"And you too, kid."

Dean Yin suddenly got furious, broke free from Last's hand and jumped onto his head.

It glanced at Rast under it, but found that the boy's eyes were still on the door of the ward, which was the direction where Akshia had already gone away.

"What's wrong? Are you still obsessed with Xiao Xia?"

Dean Yin's ruby-like eyes flashed with a cunning look: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Little Tina?"

"If you don't want me to tell on you, remember to bribe me. I don't ask for much, just a piece of baked fish cake from the cake shop you mentioned earlier."

"It doesn't matter. Dean Yin can tell Hiltina whatever he wants to tell her."

Luster smiled.

After spending some time with Dean Yin, he had a general understanding of the logic behind Dean Yin's actions.

The dean of the ferrets behaved quite greedily, as if he always needed to be fed by others. If he was not fed, he would roll on the ground in a spoiled manner.

But the fact is, with Dean Silver's identity as the director of the Institute for Magical Creatures, including his own rank... if he really wanted to eat something, let alone ordinary grilled fish cakes, even royal delicacies would not be a difficult task.

And the reason why it usually behaves like such a greedy beast, in Rast's opinion -

In fact, it was just to keep himself, Hiltina and others by their side and have close contact with them for a longer period of time.

Of course, in President Yin’s own words, this is the so-called “investment”.

I can only say that this ferret interprets the word tsundere to the extreme.

He looked at the direction where Axia left: "I was just thinking, what did Axia just say to me...we are the same kind? What does this mean?"

"In a sense, you and Xiao Xia are indeed the same kind."

Dean Yin lay lazily on top of Last's head and yawned.

"Now that you have personally experienced Xiao Xia's treatment, you should understand how she became a doctor."

"The Death Angel can order all life in the area to die immediately and reap the life."

“And if you use this word spirit to act on diseased organs, cells, and germs… or just like what I did just now, directly kill the evil god curse that is entangled with you, then it will naturally have the effect of healing the wounded.”

"However, 'efforts and rewards are equal' and 'risks and benefits coexist' have always been the iron rules of the supernatural field."

"How can a powerful Night Blade like the Angel of Death not require a price to be paid when it is used?"

Dean Yin paused for a moment.

"Death rings the funeral bell in my ears, and I feel my life being stripped away bit by bit... That kind of near-death experience is not a very pleasant one."

"Even if ordinary people are only affected during treatment, the extremely painful experience of near-death will trigger the brain's protective mechanism, forcing them to forget this painful experience."

"But, as the master of the Angel of Death——"

"Every time I activate Night Blade and strip others of their lives, the painful experience of dying will be returned to Xiao Xia tenfold or a hundredfold."

"This is the price of being a Nightblade. As an angel of death, only by experiencing death firsthand and fully understanding the importance of life can one be qualified to control the scythe of death and life."

Dean Silver glanced at Last.

"Normally speaking, the person Xiao Xia treats will also be affected by the aftermath of the Angel of Death. Because of the pain of near-death, the brain will protectively forget the entire memory before and after."

"Originally, we were hoping to make you forget the things you shouldn't have heard."

But now it seems that this guy is not affected at all.

The god of death whispered in his ear, an experience so painful that it could leave a lifelong psychological trauma, but it didn't even make Last frown.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s normal.

According to Hiltina, this guy had already experienced all kinds of ways of dying in the cycle of Deep Blue Harbor.

Three hundred years, one hundred thousand deaths, the number of near-death experiences is probably not much different from that of Akxia herself. It is really a fantasy to want to leave a psychological trauma on this guy.

"I think this is why Xiao Xia said that you and she are of the same kind." Dean Yin sighed.

If an ordinary person saw the shadow of the god of death, he would be scared to pee his pants.

Then Akshia and Rast are the ruthless people who often go to pull out the beard of the Grim Reaper.

All I can say is that there is no normal person among those who can enter Fanxing University.

"By the way, why are you so concerned about Xiao Xia?"

Dean Yin glanced at Last with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Boy, are you really attracted to her? What should little Tina do then?"

"I do care about President Axia."

Luster nodded very frankly: "I'm just concerned about her Night Blade."

"I feel like this Night Blade is meant for me."

"I knew it—"

Dean Yin felt a headache: "Although your Night Blade Copy Eye can copy other skills, this kind of copying ability is often more difficult to copy successfully the stronger the opponent's ability is."

"The danger of dying to sue the angel, and Xiao Xia's own level, you probably can't copy it..."

Dean Yin stopped talking halfway.

It suddenly remembered that its unique sequence, which was the only one in the world, had been secretly learned by Last to acquire the ability of "Whispering Under the Moon" in just a few days.

Although theoretically speaking, Axia's super-high-risk Night Blade should not be possible to be copied.

but.

What if?
What Last is best at is breaking common sense.

When he emerged alive from the remnant of the disaster with the status of a second-level person, he shocked many academy leaders.

Dean Yin felt quite smug when he saw those old antiques who usually pretended to be serious staring at him in astonishment.

"Even if you can really replicate Xiao Xia's Night Blade, it's best not to do it recklessly."

Dean Yin's words were unusually serious.

"According to the data from the Ruins Institute, Xiao Xia's "Angel of Death" is the highest specification even in the list of super-high-risk Night Blades, and is directly classified as "taboo"."

"Because the "Angel of Death" Night Blade is extremely dangerous and uncontrollable... once it is exposed, it is likely to attract the attention of secret organizations and major countries across the continent."

"There is very little news about Xiao Xia, and her whereabouts are not fixed... This is because the school wants to protect her."

"If you don't want to suddenly disappear outside of school, or be caught and sliced, even if you succeed in replicating it, it's best not to expose it to others at will."

"of course."

Luster nodded seriously.

The realm of the extraordinary is not about scaling great heights; the longer one survives, the more worthy of praise one is.

If possible, he wouldn't mind becoming a bitch.

……

Last's body was almost healed thanks to the help of many alchemical potions.

It was only because of the black flame curse in his body that his body had been unable to recover.

At this moment, with the black flame curse being wiped out by Axia, in just a few days, Rast passed all the examinations of the school hospital and was discharged smoothly.

When Last stood at the door of the school hospital, breathing in the fresh air outside, he was thinking whether he should go to the shooting range to shoot a few thousand rounds to warm up and shake off the rust on his body.

The refreshing morning breeze brought the nostalgic scent of violets.

The girl in a pure white dress was leaning against the stone railing at the door, hugging her knees and shaking her feet slightly, as if she was quietly waiting for someone.

The morning sunlight penetrated the treetops and fell on her fair cheeks, and her long chestnut hair reflected light slightly.

It's Hiltina.

This was the second time that Rast had seen Hiltina wearing something other than the red and white knight's uniform. The last time was in Frozen Water Town late at night.

And, I don't know why.

For the first time, Last did not feel the stern aura from Hiltina that she always had in the past.

Noticing Rast's gaze, Hiltina jumped down from the fence with light movements and came in front of Rast.

Then she stretched out her white hand and invited him.

"To celebrate your discharge..."

"Let's go to the school celebration together?"

(End of this chapter)