Steel steam and flame

"Fortunately, I only eliminated the team power I established, and the accumulated funds are still there." Iyetta was a little distracted during training, thinking of this. The family's support has become very small, almost as much as that of the military school. The further you go, the more things you need money to buy and get through. The current deposits in the Golden Bank are enough for her to not have to worry about financial problems for a period of time.

There were many unfamiliar faces on the training ground, and they had a completely different atmosphere from the students at the military school. Iyeta felt a little pressure from them. For those who came back from the Extreme Region, after the madness of returning to the Empire for the past ten days or so, most of them are now feeling much calmer.

Perhaps it was caused by the death of some people. The extreme area is now almost a garden built by the four forces and the imperial military. Most of the people who can go there will have something to do with it.

After training, Iyetta walked to the cafeteria after the sweat on his body was dried by the cold wind.

Passing by the library on the way, she wanted to go in and take a look, but she found that she didn't have any time to read. I don’t know what to read now. The theoretical books for the second year will not be distributed until tomorrow. Probably tonight, the military school will release the catalog of books and notice of the collection location.

"Miss Iyetta!" After walking a few steps from the library, Iyetta was thinking about something when she heard someone calling her from behind. There were some unfamiliar sounds, but her memory told her that she had indeed heard this voice somewhere, more than once, with a plain and ordinary timbre.

She turned her head and saw Cassia walking over holding a few books.

Iyeta was stunned for a moment, and his mind suddenly remembered what happened in the high-end tavern. That outfit was seen by Cassia, who was considered an acquaintance, but she did not want it. I didn't know how to answer for a while. For her, perhaps meeting Cassia while assassinating the target person in the tavern would be the best thing so far. He breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and suddenly felt a rare sense of relaxation. Iyeta couldn't figure out the reason, and there was no need to delve into it. She remembered that the wound on her left shoulder and most of the biological toxins were also treated by Cassia while she was in a coma.

"Thank you a few days ago." Iyeta said without blinking. Her hair was tied into a bunch during training. It was not common for her to look like this.

"It's not really a help. When I went upstairs, the man was already dead. I just moved the body." Cassia said calmly, "And I did it for myself. If there was a big movement, it would inevitably happen. Alert some prey."

"I will pay you back the money." Iyetta wanted to end this conversation as soon as possible and didn't know how to proceed. She believed that there was no common ground or necessity between herself and Cassia to sit down and talk together. There has never been any solid connection between myself and the person in front of me.

"No, no need." Cassia quickly refused, and just as she was about to wave her hand, Iyeta had already turned around and strode forward without any intention of stopping.

Looking at Iyeta's almost perfect figure, Cassia felt something else from it for a moment. It was just like me a year ago when I was holding my luggage on the heavy train, walking step by step through the long carriages, and walking among a bunch of refugees to buy food. Being stared at like a prey is never comfortable.

After coming out of the cafeteria and returning to his dormitory, Ieta closed the door, turned on the light, and sat at the table. The wall now cracked, and after a "sizzling" sound, a piece of warm paper was spit out. She stood up and pulled it over. On it was the catalog of theoretical books and the place to receive them.

Throwing it on the table, Iyeta suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask Cassia's bank card number not long ago.

"Anyway, remember the specific location of the dormitory. After training, find time to go there." She murmured, staring at the neat ink fonts on the paper.

,,,,,,

As school was about to start, Shaco didn't sleep well all night. It has only been ten days since I arrived in Manoma, and I am already extremely exhausted mentally and physically. The weather has never been good, and it is very different from Linhai. The temperature dropped a lot, and while staying in the hotel, Shaco didn't want to step out of the room.

Originally I thought there was nothing left, but when I went out on the street and saw the strange faces walking around me, Shaco always felt an invisible fear coming to me. The shadow that the limousine driver brought to her at that time was attached to her body and had not left yet.

The afternoon before school started, Shaco plucked up the courage and borrowed the communication machine in the hotel to contact her family. Originally expecting to be greeted with abuse and a command to go home, on the contrary, with the understanding of her family, Shaco finally found some warmth in her heart in the cold temperature of Manoma.

"Just stay there and remember to come back often. If you encounter problems in your studies, you can contact me at any time. I don't have many achievements in archeology, but in terms of history, I can still be you for a long time. Teacher." Grandfather Du Lisen's tone was filled with regret. Originally, he wanted to leave Sha Ke in the Linhai area. There are also high-quality schools there. He spent a long time in Manoma when he was young and was studying there, so he had an understanding of the environment there. His tone was full of worry, "If you have a chance, you can visit my old friend. He was still in the Imperial History School a few years ago. We haven't contacted him for a long time. I don't know what is going on now. Maybe he has been buried in the ground. Not sure. You can go and have a look. The contact information has been gone for a long time. I will write to the school and maybe it will be in his hands. This will also be a help to you. "

"I know, Grandpa Doulison." Shaco felt like she was going to cry, half out of joy, and half out of the grievance she felt that she couldn't tell her grandfather everything. Suddenly I felt that I had done something wrong in this matter, and staying in the Linhai area might not be a bad choice.

So from afternoon to evening, Shaco's mood kept fluctuating. I couldn't sleep at all at night. With my eyes closed, thoughts were rolling in my head like black clouds in the sky.

Early the next morning, I was not woken up by the alarm clock. In the afternoon, Shake carried his heavy luggage. He didn't dare to call a limousine, so he dragged his luggage through the two long streets separated by one person and walked to the gate of the Imperial History School.

The first sight is crowded with various vehicles and pedestrians. Most of my peers are students who came to enroll at the same time. Shaco panted slightly, and the melancholy in her heart was replaced by excitement at this moment. After waiting in a long queue and the sky began to darken, Shake completed all the formalities. Then she dragged her luggage and followed the road signs inside the school to find her single dormitory.

Password cards and ID tags were issued during the formalities. Shako opened the door, and there was a smell of being soaked in disinfectant.

A simple single room with a square desk in the middle. There is a stack of admission notification documents with more than ten pages on the table. Shaco put down her luggage, picked it up and looked at it, and at the same time turned on the air circulation system in the room.

"Notice for new students of Imperial History School,,,,"

"Student training plan and field trip arrangements within one year..." Shako happened to read this page when he sat back at the table.