[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

After another three years, midsummer comes again. The scenery in Notting College has not changed, and the surroundings are the same as before.

On this day, Ating was woken up by Xiao Wu and dragged to the woods in the back mountain.

"I'm so busy, what's wrong?" Ating had been practicing last night and just took a break this morning. Unexpectedly, he had only been squinting for three or four hours when Xiao Wu called out to him.

"I'm going to condense my second soul ring." Xiao Wu looked around and felt a little relieved when she saw no one was there.

Ating suddenly woke up. She swept away her sleep, and hurriedly pulled Xiao Wu a little further in: "Your breath is not right, why do you consume so much soul power?"

"I...I knew that Third Brother would go to the blacksmith shop as usual today, so I suppressed my soul power and didn't let you know." Xiao Wu drooped her ears. The consumption of her soul power all night made her feel very low at the moment.

Atin had a rare sullen face and said angrily: "You need to rest for at least two days."

Xiao Wu knew that what she did was wrong, and she didn't dare to say anything. Ating helped her sit down, and after seeing the pale pink light on her body, he turned his back and stood in front to watch for her.

The forest in the back mountain is large, and the two girls are still small, so there is no need to worry too much about safety issues, but the most important thing is that when the soul condensing ring is used, the aura of the soul beast will be amplified. If someone with Soul Master or above is nearby, they will definitely notice it, so someone must be around to protect the surroundings and release some soul power to suppress this aura.

I remember that when she was condensing the soul ring a few months ago, she sneaked out in the middle of the night and came to the back mountain. She entered the forest and just when she was about to sit down on the soul condensing ring, she saw Xiao Wu following in.

She was even caught and scolded at that time, and from then on, the fact that they were one hundred thousand-year-old soul beasts transformed into humans became a secret shared by the two of them.

The wind was blowing, and the forest leaves were rustling. Ating smoothed her long hair that fell in front of her, and paid attention to the movements around her. In the past four years, she had visited the academy overtly and covertly, and even asked the master about it. Twice, but the result is the same, no one with a martial soul like a sea monster has ever been here.

Thinking of this, A Ting felt empty in her heart. She looked at the forest leaves and felt the breeze blowing around her body. Her fingers relaxed and relaxed, and finally she gently grasped the hem of her clothes.

The deadline agreed back then was coming soon, and she probably wouldn't be able to stay here for more than a few days.

Her mind was filled with complicated emotions, and her heart seemed to be covered by a thick cloud of gloom, and she could not regain her clarity no matter what.

"A Ting..." Suddenly, Xiao Wu shouted softly from behind. A Ting turned around and walked to her side. The shadow of the soft-bone rabbit behind Xiao Wu had gradually faded away. Fortunately, the soul ring was gone. It's solidified.

"My second soul skill is really not easy to come by." Once the soul ring was condensed, Xiao Wu's energy improved a little. She jumped a few times and moved her body, but there was no movement from Atin. Wu moved closer and saw that her expression was as usual, with no other emotions visible, only a slight frown between her brows, as if she had something on her mind.

"A Ting, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Wu rarely sees Ating like this. She is not as attentive as Tang San. She has fun all day long. When she encounters this situation, she is at a loss: "Are you still angry with me?"

Ating pressed down what was bothering him, shook his head and said, "I'm not angry, I was just thinking about other things and didn't think about it well."

"Don't think so much. We'll have a holiday in a few days. Let's go out and play then." Xiao Wu held her arm and walked out, planning the trip and chattering to her along the way. talk.

In a few days...holiday?

Atin was silent for a moment, pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.

They did not go back to Qishe, but left the academy and went to Wuhun Hall. They counted the days and it was time to collect this month's subsidy.

There are many Wuhun Halls, not only in Notting City, but also in other places. When Xiao Wu and Ating arrived, the sun was already shining brightly in the sky, the wind was not strong, and there was no coolness. The scorching heat made people feel slightly dizzy.

After saying hello to the guards outside Wuhun Hall, they went straight to the second floor, turned left, and found a tall arch door with exquisite carvings. They entered the room inside, which was spacious. The bright floor-to-ceiling windows came into view. Standing next to the mahogany table against the wall was a tall young man. He was dressed in a dark yellow robe and blended in with the sunlight passing through the window. He could not see clearly in a trance.

Hearing the movement at the door, the young man tilted his head, revealing his slender and graceful eyebrows. When he saw two little girls, he frowned slightly and glanced over.

A Ting pulled Xiao Wu behind her, and she straightened her back. The pressure of the young man fell down, and it was like a mountain that made her breathless. But after only half a moment, the strength suddenly weakened, and she was shocked. Her hands trembled.

There was no words for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent. The sound of the curtains being lifted and dropped due to the release of soul power could be heard clearly, and there were also a few soft and sometimes heavy breathing sounds mixed in.

The young man's cold eyes turned back and forth on her face several times. It wasn't until there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs that he moved his eyes away and looked out the window again.

Atin breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Xiao Wu to stand aside, waiting for Mathieu Nuo to come in.

Xiao Wu pulled off her clothes and looked at the young man slightly. A Ting patted her hand and nodded slightly.

Xiaowu's face turned pale, she shrank her body and stood there quietly.

Thinking of the young man's unclear sizing just now, A Ting felt uneasy. The other person's soul power was at least level seventy-five, and she could feel it from the pressure. But what she didn't quite understand was, Why did he show mercy at the moment when he unleashed his pressure?

Just as he was thinking about this, Mathieu Nuo walked in. He was old and would be slightly out of breath after climbing the stairs. When he arrived at the door, he was not surprised to see them coming and just greeted them into the house.

"I'm really sorry, there was something going on just now that kept you waiting."

A Ting and Xiao Wu walked up to him, with smiles on their faces, and said obediently: "It's okay."

With his back to the young man, Atin seemed to feel the line of sight just now, and he was looking at him.

A Ting relaxed her body and pretended not to notice anything. After receiving the subsidy, she hurriedly left and pulled Xiao Wu out of the house quickly.

Before going out, she heard the voice of the Great Soul Master Mathieu Nuo, who seemed to be talking to the young man. She didn't dare to listen more, closed the door and left.

After walking out of Wuhun Hall, Ating felt a sense of relief. Xiao Wu stood next to him and said fearfully: "I was holding my breath just now, didn't he notice anything?"

A Ting shook his head and comforted her: "He has not yet reached the strength of a Titled Douluo, at most he is as strong as a Contra."

"When did this person come to Notting City?" Xiao Wu let out a long breath and said with a pursed lips, "Don't run into him again."

A Ting frowned, and glanced behind her as if she was aware of it. When she saw that there was no one around, she turned her head, comforted Xiao Wu a few more words, and then returned to the academy.

On the second floor, the young man put the tea delivered by Matthew Nuo on the table without drinking it. Through the window, he watched the two figures below walking further and further away, with dark and incomprehensible expressions.

"What are their backgrounds?"

Matthew Nuo sipped the tea and followed his gaze. Without thinking too much, he replied: "A student from Notting College."

"Oh?" The young man lowered his eyes, seeming to think of something, and twitched the corners of his lips.

"I've only seen you once in several years. Has His Majesty the Pope assigned you another mission?"

The young man had no expression, glanced at him lightly, and said calmly: "I have left the Wuhun Hall."

As soon as Matthew Nuo swallowed a sip of tea, he choked in shock at his words. He patted his chest and said in disbelief: "You? Because of what?"

"There is no reason. If Gu Xiu can do it, so can I." The light fell sparsely on the window. The young man raised his hand and followed the light. Mathieu Nuo's reaction was as he expected. This old guy had dozens of Nothing has changed over the years, it is still very blind.

"What does this have to do with Gu Xiu! He is a traitor! How can you imitate a traitor?!" Matthew Nuo said angrily. He looked at the unresponsive young man and had the urge to throw the tea cup over.

"Traitor?" The young man's fingertips paused on a certain spot on the window, and the light quickly flew away from under his fingers. He turned his head sideways, and his eyes seemed to have cooled down. Matthew Nuo looked at him in surprise. , and heard him say coldly: "A traitor knows better than you."

"You..." Matthewno slammed the table and his beard was about to burst with anger: "Are you going to be disloyal to His Majesty the Pope?"

"Matthew Nuo, just pretend you haven't seen me today." The young man didn't intend to do anything to him. He knew that even if Mathiu Nuo knew about it, he wouldn't interfere with him too much. The old guy would at most complain, but He has nothing to fear.

The young man put on his cloak, turned around and walked out of the room. He didn't look at Matthewno again. Even though Matthewno scolded him behind his back, he didn't stop.

"Traitors! They are all traitors!" Matthewno slapped the table hard and threw the tea cup to the floor. He looked at the messy room and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. How did these two brothers get away? To this point?