Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

When a yellowed page starts to burn from the top corner, it will be burned to ashes by the flames very quickly.

At this time, the copy of 0732 was like this. Starting from the burning of the drawing paper in Angelia Robert's hand, a small corner of the copy was "ignited", followed by various key mission locations in the copy. The turbulent butterfly breaks free from the paper and consumes and destroys it. When the black butterfly covers the sky and the sun, the life of the copy has come to an end - if the copy has life.

Under the watchful eyes of all the participants, Angelia Robert lifted the hem of her long dress and bowed slightly to everyone. Two strands of golden curly hair slid from behind her ears to her cheeks. Behind her, they quickly crisscrossed and flew. Pure black butterflies flitted across the sky.

The collapse of the false world is still real and terrifying for the creatures in it. The college students who are helpless can only face this sudden event with various panic postures. At a certain point in time, it is like a piece of paper being "clicked" instantly. Folded in half, the figures of everyone in the copy were folded in half several times and divided into several petals, and then disappeared in an instant.

On the marble altar in the center of the central square of St. Ferguson's College, several figures lying or standing suddenly appeared.

In fact, the only one standing was the blond girl who was still holding the hem of her skirt. The others fell onto the stone altar first, and were then surrounded by medical staff carrying stretchers and the crowd.

She controlled her strength very well this time. No one was injured due to the collapse of the copy, but they also suffered a lot of injuries and consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle.

Angelia's eyes briefly glanced at the few people on the ground, then she turned around neatly, her feet spontaneously found the direction, and she went straight forward. The crowd spontaneously separated a path for her.

In front of the various figures in the bustling crowd, the silent and beautiful girl seemed to shine in the shadow cast by the building, attracting many eyes.

She walked forward slowly without hesitation, and then stopped in front of a huge electronic screen.

A familiar face flashed across the screen. In that flash that was hard to catch, she could see blood on the corner of the man's mouth and many scars on his face.

However, the reassuring smile remained unchanged.

One person's calmness is not affected by the uproar of thousands of people, but the crowd gathered around the marble altar a few minutes ago still has not dispersed. Passionate discussions and frightened exchanges occur one after another, and the results of copy 0732 are still not released.

The results of each copy are evaluated by the copy itself at runtime. If the copy is gone, where will the results be?

"Although the copy is gone, I have participated in this, so there is no way there will be no results..."

"If the copy fails to produce results, let the students know how to do it manually. I think it should be passed."

"The requirement to pass the level is to kill Huge Wein. Is Huge Wein dead? He's dead!"

"Those who came out later won't survive... who can survive in here?"

"Can it be considered passed?"

"It's a little hard to judge."

"Emmmm, such a scary woman, she will blow up the dungeon without even fighting."

"Is that butterfly a magical creation? It looks very beautiful. I really want one as a specimen."

"Go and ask others, but be careful not to be made into a specimen."

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"If you're brave, come on!"

"Go, go, go."

"...cough cough cough cough."

After receiving this obvious signal, the two people who were about to take action stopped at the same time, and then looked at the person who sent the reminder signal.

The kind person pointed in the direction of the stone altar.

The two of them turned to look at each other at the same speed.

The figure wearing the black work uniform of the student union stood quietly in the center of the stone altar, looking at the crowded square in front of him.

It took less than five minutes for the square, where thousands of students gathered, to go from noisy to quiet.

During this period, many freshmen who didn't know what was going on were still talking in small words, and then their mouths were covered by the senior students who were in perfect harmony next to them.

After noticing the change in the atmosphere, the people who were confused at first fell silent for no apparent reason, and then followed the gazes of the people around them and turned their attention to the person who suddenly appeared on the marble altar in the center of the square.

Angelia, like the crowd around her, withdrew her gaze from the screen and turned her gaze to the center of people's attention.

There was no need for a staff or a spell. The man in the center of the crowd's sight silently activated the sound transmission magic facing the entire square.

A solemn and solemn voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"After discussions between Professors Daniel Horton and Bert Lee, the Ministers of the Student Union, the Chairman's Office, and the Supervisory Office of the Student Union, the collapse of copy No. 0732 was a normal event. The passing results will be evaluated according to normal standards. The main task of the copy is 'Kill the Taboo' The evaluation result of the magician leader is "Complete", and the participation result of this credit activity for all participants in the copy is "Passed". The specific credit distribution situation will be notified separately by the relevant departments.

“The Student Union promises all students and professors at St. Ferguson that it will do its best to support the work of the Space Ball Replica R&D Center of the Academy of Magic Science, urge the R&D Center to improve existing deficiencies, and provide you with a better learning experience.

"Thank you for your understanding and support. The St. Ferguson Student Association will always be with you."

……

After the man who attracted much attention left, the square gradually returned to its previous liveliness.

"Oh oh oh family, did you hear that?"

"Are you okay, classmate? Is there anyone who didn't hear me just now?"

"Oh, you don't understand! The chairman's voice is so nice, that voice, that voice..."

"What did he say just now? You were too focused on listening to the voice and taking pictures and didn't listen. Tell me now!"

"He said...wait you just took a photo? WOC is so bold, where is the morality, where is the bottom line, and where are the photos?!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's more about sex than life. If you get caught by me, you'll be finished."

"It was so quiet just now. Did the chairman massacre the city in front of you? It seems that everyone is a little afraid of him."

"..."

Everyone tacitly ignored this question.

"Add your contact information. I don't have many photos of the chairman, but I have photos of other seniors..."

"Didn't they just come out with the copy? Didn't they finish the discussion so quickly?"

"There should have been warnings when the copy was going on, and the students would have discovered it early."

"It's not easy. I can work around the clock for 24 hours and still someone can notice a small copy."

"I feel sorry for you, please don't climb over the wall at night. You didn't even mention the ratio of the student union's workload of climbing the wall to the total workload."

"You don't eat late-night snacks?"

"……forget it."

"How can I get over the wall? Teach me. I also want to go out for supper. Wuwuwuwuwuwu..."

"No, children are not allowed to be bad..."

Thousands of words merged into an invisible river and meandered towards the distant sky. All the noise was left behind. She continued to watch the electronic screen and there was no difference between the people around her who were watching each copy intently. At a certain moment, she turned her head slightly, as if Hearing something, he turned around and left the square without hesitation.

The square was surrounded by acres of woods, and through all kinds of dark green and nearly black trees, she saw the person who called her.

The uniform on his body was the same as when he was on the stone altar, and his calm and indifferent expression always stayed on this face that looked like it was cut out of a painting by an artist praising the goddess of beauty. Although the distance between the two was gradually getting closer, Angeli Ya Robert knew very well that except for a few people, no one could really get close to him.

Standing at the appropriate distance, she stopped, leaned over and performed a simple ceremony, then took the white-gilt invitation from him with both hands and asked:

"Are you going to give it to her?"

"Correct."

Angelia nodded and put the invitation away. She thought the exchange would be over, but Ernest spoke again, and it was not about work:

"You don't have to go back to the mansion this afternoon and evening, and so does Lucius. Remember to tell him."

Angelia curled her lips without concealing it and said with a smile:

"Ok, thank you."

When she returned to the square, the crowd that had just gathered had dispersed, as silently as drops of water falling into the sea. She stood among the crowd, walked to her destination alone and silently, found a suitable location, then raised her head and looked at the person who had no idea about anything outside the copy.

Angelia Robert didn't know that twenty seconds before she returned here, the person she cared about said something to someone outside the copy:

"Honey...I know you want to see me, soon."

But what does it matter? When a bird lands on a branch, it doesn't matter if the branch doesn't specifically make room for it, because the bird will always stay on the branch, and the branch will always carry the bird.

Forever and ever, belong to each other alone.