Alyssa's eyes were a little wandering, and she looked away from time to time: "Well, it's nothing, maybe she didn't sleep, okay?"
"Alyssa, you swore you would never lie to me," Xinghan said lightly, missing Alyssa's shoulder.
"Ha, Xinghan."
Alyssa knew she couldn't keep him, so she didn't pursue him too much.
Back in the classroom, all the students' eyes were focused on Xinghan, but he completely ignored these eyes and walked straight to Shafra's seat.
He picked up Shafula, who was not heavy, turned around and walked out.
"Hey, Xinghan, why are you still in class?"
Huanye suddenly said, grabbing Xinghan's clothes.
"Huanye, help me and Alyssa take a leave of absence.
I will come to train in the afternoon."
"Then where are you going now?"
"I'll take Shafula home first, and then go to the association to find something to help me take care of Fei'er and the others."
Xinghan said the next sentence and walked out of the classroom without looking back.
There was a strange feeling in my heart, and I always felt something was wrong when I looked at Shafra's sleeping face in my arms.
That expression seemed to have experienced a severe mental shock.
It took a short time to return to the villa.
Bingtong was not at home and wandered around somewhere.
But it's okay, at least I can take care of Shafra with peace of mind.
Shafra's room is surprisingly comfortable.
As long as you are here, all your worries will disappear.
I repeatedly tested the temperature of Shafra's forehead several times.
It was not a fever, nor was there any abnormality in her body.
It seemed that it was just that her mental strength had not been replenished, so she just needed a good sleep.
Xinghan raised the temperature of the air conditioner to 24 degrees.
Although it was spring, he still felt a little cool from time to time.
After settling everything, Xinghan dialed Sholex's phone number.
"Hey, Xinghan, are you okay?"
Sholex seemed to be right next to the phone, but the call was answered in less than a second.
"Can you help me find something from the association?"
"Ah, that's fine, but I still have some small tasks that I can't get away from here for the time being."
Sholex paused and then said, "Well, I'll ask Caesar to sort it out for you, and you can come and get it yourself. " Xinghan turned around and glanced at Shafra on the bed.
Nothing would happen if he left for a while: "Well, I understand."
"By the way, Xinghan, if I don't, forget it.
Goodbye."
Sholex suddenly hung up the phone.
Xinghan curiously took the phone away from his ear and took a look at the call duration, which was two minutes and nineteen seconds.
It was a very ordinary call record.
"Well" Xinghan seemed to have remembered something and quickly dialed the number: "Hey, Sholex, I haven't told you what I want you to find for me yet."
Half an hour later, Linglan Association headquarters.
A floating ship floating above the Imperial Capital, where a large number of data backups in the association are stored.
Although the floating ship is not invisible in appearance, it floats at a height that cannot be seen with the naked eye.
"Hey, Sholex, I'm here, let Caesar come out."
"Oh, I know, call him right away."
Sholex's call suddenly had some electricity, and weird noises came from time to time, "Cough, cough."
"Shurex, what are you doing?"
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Hearing Shorex's cough, Xinghan suddenly started to panic.
"Ah, if I'm fine, Caesar will come find you right away.
You're here."
"Hey Sholex, where are you?"
The call was disconnected, and he had no idea what happened to Sylex.
Xinghan was in a mess.
It was obvious that not being with her was a wrong choice.
"Xinghan, these are the information you want."
Xize's voice sounded from behind.
"What is Xize Xize's mission this time?"
Xinghan suddenly grabbed Xize's collar, and the information in his hand was scattered on the floor.
Nishizawa jumped back suddenly.
As a high-level superpower user, it was his mistake to be approached and caught by others.
"Why do you ask this?"
"Did that guy go fight something dangerous again alone?"
"Even if you ask me, Sylex is the supreme commander of the Linglan Association.
I can't possibly know her mission."
Nishizawa tried his best to defend.
"Then tell me her location.
Even if you don't know her mission, Sholex will definitely tell you where she went before she left."
"No, she said that this mission is completely confidential, not only from you and me, but also from higher ups."
"What the hell is she doing alone?"
Xinghan punched the door frame of the control room.
"Xinghan, don't worry, she will solve Sylex's mission by herself.
I'm afraid she hasn't told you her title in the association yet," Nishizawa said with a chuckle.
"What is the title?"
"Eternal Light, this is the title of Sylex, the highest title that can only be obtained by those who have never failed a mission.
Even I am not as good as her."
Xinghan seemed a little surprised.
Was the voice he heard just now really his overthinking?
"Eternal Light?
I understand, Caesar, I'm sorry for being so impulsive just now."
"Tch, what are you apologizing for?
I really don't know what Sylex likes about you."
Caesar snorted and returned to the interior of the floating ship.
After collecting all the information scattered on the ground, it was time to go back.
Shafra had to take care of herself.
After rushing home, Shafra showed no signs of waking up and was still lying on the bed, soundly asleep.
Xinghan let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed that nothing happened during the time he left.
There is no table in Shafra's room, but there is a carpet near the bed, where she should be able to read the information more comfortably.
The composition of magic and magic.
I didn't expect that the association's database actually has a backup of this kind of thing.
Maybe I can find a way to restrain magic from it.
Although magic is a kind of existence that completely restrains magic, no matter how strong the power is, it has its weaknesses.
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As long as you find out this, it is not difficult to defeat magic with magic.
Initiating magic requires the coexistence of three conditions: a sufficient source of magic power, the frequency of magic to be released, and the mastery and analysis of spells.
Of course Xinghan knew the meaning of the magic source.
All magic, no matter how powerful, must be released through the magic source.
If the magic power is exhausted, the magician will be in a situation where he cannot release magic.
Ordinary magicians generally would not force themselves into this situation.
If they use precise calculations to confirm whether the magic power to release magic is sufficient, this requires a power close to that of a great magician like Yuexing.
The frequency of magic is the biggest headache for me.
I have never been able to grasp the frequency of the magic that should be released, resulting in the inability to control its intensity.
Speaking of it, I only became a magician for less than half a year, and I almost only practiced magic.
At the level of a teacher.
Mastering and analyzing spells is basically not a problem for Xinghan, who has the identity of a magic creator.
Any magic can completely break through the boundaries of spells through the power of a creator.
Simply put, whatever comes to mind can be instantly Release it.
Magic, this is a new term that Xinghan heard not long ago.
It has a power similar to magic, but it is completely different.
Its activation requires both a magician and a magic prop.
As long as it is visible, even invisible air can be a prop for magicians to activate magic.
Just because of this law, they can easily destroy magic.
After reading this, Xinghan rubbed his temples vigorously.
Can magic destroy magic at any time?
This is the most difficult part to solve, and it is also the reason why magicians lose to magicians.
He raised his head and glanced at the alarm clock on Shafra's bedside.
It was 3:10.
Unknowingly, it was almost the time for his training.
He had promised that he would go to train.
It seemed that he would be away from Shafra for a while, but She shouldn't wake up again before nine p.m.
After arranging her hair, she closed the curtains in Shafra's room, which made her room almost completely dark.
This environment was also conducive to her getting enough sleep.
Bingtong didn't go home all day today.
She probably went directly to the academy after wandering somewhere.
Xinghan didn't think too much.
Compared to Bingtong, Sylex made him more worried.
It's 3:45, the time to walk from the academy gate to the training ground just in time for training.
Xinghan walked slowly with his head lowered, completely ignoring the looks from the students who had just finished class.
"Wow, you are the guy in Class D of the first grade of Xinghan Bar who fired the teacher?"
What's going on with this slightly admiring voice?
Xinghan raised his head, and there was a boy with black hair standing in front of him.
He was about the same age as Fei'er, and he should be a first-year student.
"Ah, I am, what can I do for you?"
"I'm sorry, I stopped you suddenly.
Actually, it's nothing.
I just feel so handsome.
Can you accept me as your younger brother?"
The boy's eyes revealed expectations.
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"I'm sorry, I don't have that interest at the moment.
Goodbye."
He didn't have much time, and Xinghan didn't want to waste time on this kind of brat.
To be honest, he didn't need any younger brother at all.
"Ah, that's it.
I'm sorry.
Let's go slowly."
The boy left the college with a disappointed look.
I finally arrived at the training ground on time, and Bingtong had arrived here first as expected.
"Xinghan, is Shafra okay?
I haven't been home all day.
I'm sorry to bother you."
Bingtong looked at Xinghan with some guilt.
"It's okay, I just took care of her for a while.
I don't know when that guy will wake up."
"That's good, let's start training."
A picture suddenly flashed through Xinghan's mind.
It seemed to be from yesterday afternoon's training.
Bingtong said something at that time.
"Shafra's magic is quite special, so she needs to be trained separately."
"Could it be said?"
The muscles on Xinghan's face began to tighten.
What exactly did Bingtong mean by training alone?
It could clear Shafla's mental power overnight.
How could she endure that kind of training?
"Star Cold" "I'm fine, let's start training."
Xinghan was still thinking about what he just thought.
There is no training that can clear all the mental power at once.
If there is, it can only be: