The Last Sorcerer [Interstellar]

Standing in front of the Stutis Mecha Academy, Ivan was in a delicate mood.Although he kept saying that he didn't care, looking at this place where he had suffered so much humiliation, Ivan still couldn't help feeling a little resentful.

waste……

waste……

waste……

These two words kept circulating in his mind like a curse. In the past, in order to take Arthurs' mood into consideration, he had suppressed his anger severely.

But now there is only one person here... The emotion that has been suppressed for more than ten years is like a flash flood.

His complexion changed for a while, and Ivan finally recovered from that uncontrollable state, and his cornflower-like eyes returned to clarity.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Ivan felt that since returning from the mermaid tribe, his emotions have become a little difficult to control.Thinking of this, Ivan's hand couldn't help covering the position of his heart, where a deep blue bead was hidden, exuding a steady stream of pure and soft water breath, continuously replenishing his lost energy.

Is it because of the water beads?

Ivan felt a little uneasy for no reason.He shook his head vigorously, throwing all the messy worries out of his mind.

The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge, so what if it is dangerous?

He didn't believe that in this so-called interstellar era, there could be an opponent who could rival him.

In the face of absolute power, all opposing forces are paper tigers!

Thinking of this, Ivan couldn't help feeling better, and a proud smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and walked into the campus with his head held high.

The figure flashed rapidly, like a phantom, riding the wind.

At this time, during the Zhengzhi theory class time, there was no one in the campus, and the emptiness and quietness was a bit scary.Following the path in memory, Ivan quickly found his classroom.

Class nine for three years.

A garbage class that integrates the students with the worst qualifications and the lowest grades in the whole grade.

Undoubtedly, as the last student in the whole grade, Ivan naturally cannot avoid the fate of entering the garbage class.

At this moment, the course of Class [-] of the third year is about the relationship between the operation of mechas and mental power.The little old man on the podium was spitting and speaking enthusiastically.As for the students in the audience, they were either drowsy or fiddled with their own affairs, and there were only a handful of them attending the class... No, to be precise, none at all!

Ivan stretched out his hand and was about to push the door, but suddenly retracted it, hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

Instead of going in to feel uncomfortable, he might as well go to the first class to find Arthurs.Anyway, calculating the time seems to be the end of school.

Stutis Mecha Academy is quite rich.Each class is an independent floor, and the space covers a rather large area.There are many different teaching environments set up inside, some for mecha combat exercises, some for theoretical classes, and some places for relaxation... In short, it has everything you need.It is an exaggeration to say that a class can be compared to a school.

To be honest, Ivan didn't know where Arthurs' class was. After all, Arthurs used to come to him, and he never looked for Arthurs once.

Which direction should we go?Ivan stood there thinking.

Suddenly, an arrogant and haughty voice rang in his ears, the sarcasm in his tone seemed to carry a hint of hatred for iron, "Hehe, isn't this the rumored good-for-nothing? Why? Enough of being a coward, have you crawled out again?"

Ivan frowned, and couldn't stop looking at the guy in front of him with eyes above the top, and a familiar name suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Boone?"

"Hmm, I didn't expect you to remember me!" Boone Rice raised his eyebrows with a bit of joy in his tone.

Ivan raised his eyebrows, and looked into Boone's eyes, "How can the elites of the class, the influential figures in the academy, not remember?"

Boone's eyes darkened, "Just remember me because of this?"

Why did he seem to see loss in Boone's eyes?Is it an illusion?

Yvannah thought of it.After all, he didn't seem to have anything to do with this guy in his memory.

"You really don't remember?" Boone's eyes dimmed suddenly, and his golden eyes stared at Ivan closely, trying to get a glimpse of the answer he wanted.

However, there is nothing inside.

"When I was ten years old..." Boone's voice was very low, with indescribable emotions hidden in his eyes, "You once saved me."

"Ten years old, help you?" Ivan frowned and repeated it, then shook his head, "I have no impression at all, did you recognize the wrong person?" In his memory, Arthurs was Arthurs, there was no No one like Boone.

"You really forgot..." Boone's voice was very disappointed, and his eyes were even darker.Who didn't know that the reason why he has such amazing results today is all due to Ivan.

In the past, he was soft and weak, and it was quite normal for him to be bullied by children of the same age from hostile families.When oppression became a habit, he gradually gave up resistance, and accepted the beatings of others meekly.

In the summer when he was ten years old, he was once again beaten by a group of arrogant dandies, submerged in the beatings and kicks, his eyes were so empty that he seemed unable to feel the pain in his body.

And at this moment, Ivan, who was also only ten years old, stepped forward.

Unlike Boone, Ivan at that time was much stronger than his peers.Three times, five times, and two times eliminated the group of playboys who were still children.

When Ivan stretched out his little white hand to him, he felt a ray of light shine into his heart in a trance, and made a vow in his heart to become a powerful person and follow in Ivan's footsteps.

But... when he was strong, the hero he admired became a waste that everyone despised.

A sense of gap, a sense of resentment, and mixed flavors filled my heart.

It also made him behave particularly contradictory when facing Ivan. While still admiring him, he hated iron for being weak at the same time.

"Afan!" A gentle voice rang in his ears, and when Ivan turned his head, he saw Arthur standing beside him with a smile.

Arthurs touched Ivan's head, and asked gently: "What happened?" Although he asked Ivan, his eyes fell on Boone, and there was a sense of oppression in his eyes .

Boon moved his head awkwardly, he would not admit it, seeing this scene was a bit harsh.He will never admit it!

"It's nothing, Boone is just catching up with me." Ivan rubbed Arthur's warm hand, and leaned lazily against Arthur's body.

Boone showed his face at the two's intimacy, and silently finished eating the dog food.Looking at it again, will his eyes be blinded by the flash?Sure enough, the rumors that His Royal Highness Arthur and Ivan have an affair are true...

Rubbing Ivan's blue hair again, Arthurs turned his attention to Boon, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Boon Rice? The youngest son of the Duke of Rice?" How could Afan be with him? There is an intersection?The look just now does not seem to be hostile.

Arthur's eyes flickered slightly, showing a bit of danger, could he be his rival in love?