Royal Alchemist

The two stared at each other silently for a long time, Feng Qi said, "Aren't you going to bed so late?"

Qiu Ye tilted her head: "Aren't you the same?"

"It's better than running around barefoot."

Looking down, Akiba's snow-white feet are wearing slippers, which don't match the uniform.I was in a hurry when I came out, and I realized that I forgot to change my shoes when someone was blowing the cold wind outside.As soon as Feng Qi mentioned it, Qiu Ye moved her toes awkwardly.

Really, what are you looking at just looking at people's feet?Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so don't argue with him!

"After being nervous for so many days, are you finally happy today?" Feng Qi said.

Akiba said with a serious face: "Am I nervous? Am I happy?"

"do not have it?"

Qiu Ye tensed for a while, buried her face in her hands, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up, her shoulders trembled slightly, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, she raised her head and narrowed her eyes slightly, pinching out shallow pear dimples.

"Well, I'm really happy."

Under the moonlit night, Qiu Ye's smile was as bright as spring flowers, and Feng Qi's eyes froze for an instant, as if she had a magical power, and she couldn't move her eyes away no matter what.

"Aren't you happy? The Red Eagle Medal, not many people are eligible for it."

To Feng Qiqi, a school's reputation is nothing, but Qiuye's joy infected him, and he couldn't help saying: "Happy."

"Then that's all right, why are you still pretending?"

Feng Qi smiled lightly, walked up the steps, and looked up at the closed gate of the Heroes' Sanctuary. On the gate were carved mythical stories of ancient heroes fighting against demons. For thousands of years, the deeds of heroes have been passed down from generation to generation.

"You came here in the middle of the night, did you miss your father?" Feng Qi asked.

"I just want to come to see you all of a sudden. How about you, come to pay tribute to the hero too?" Qiu Ye raised her head with difficulty, "Why do you always want me to look up to you when you sit down?"

Feng Qi obeyed, so the two of them sat side by side on the steps of the Heroes' Temple. The vast starry sky was like crushed pearl powder, spread in the ink-washed sky, and under the vast sky, the silver moonlight seemed to be It illuminated the square inch of the two of them.

Qiu Ye rested on her arm and looked sideways at Feng Qi: "I heard that on the day of the school opening ceremony, you pulled out Marshal Ravenor's Archangel Sword, and I just passed out at that moment, please tell me about it."

"Actually, it's nothing." Feng Qi said lightly, "When I touched the sword, I felt very loose. I lifted it up on impulse, and I was surprised when the sword was in my hand before I recovered."

"That's the legendary sword of heroes that no one can pull out!" Qiu Ye emphasized that no one could pull it out.

"It's all said to be a legend, others are just afraid of breaking the statue and dare not use force."

Qiu Ye obviously didn't believe it, especially that the sword had the same devouring aura as Feng Qi's body, saying that there was no connection at all, who would believe it?

"I heard you talking about swords with General Xie during the day, is there something wrong with your weapon?"

"Well, the blood of the dragon people is corrosive, and my sword is not high-grade, and the sword body has been seriously damaged."

"General Xie said he wanted to find someone to help you repair weapons, why did you refuse? He should know a lot of alchemists, it's a good job for nothing."

Hearing his praise and thanking the general, Feng Qi felt bad all of a sudden: "Isn't it great to know many alchemists?"

Qiu Ye stared: "Hey, can you pay attention to serious mistakes!"

"Do you like General Xie?" Feng Qi said coldly.

Qiu Ye was annoyed: "Nonsense!"

"I've heard a lot of people say that you used to stalk General Xie, you stopped him on the way to and from class every day, the love letters you wrote could be compiled into a book, and every day...uh..."

Qiu Ye quickly covered his mouth: "Don't talk about black history!"

It just broke down!Why did Feng Qi even know about it?How famous have I been?How long will this unbearable history be told?

Feng Qi gave him a gouged look, and struggled to turn his head away: "I thought you were a fan of Safirol, but I heard that General Xie is your true love, what are you doing! I heard someone say today , you can accept the award on the same stage with General Xie tomorrow, you must be very happy, maybe you will kiss on the spot! Tell yourself, were you happy just now?"

"It's nothing! Don't say it soon!" Qiu Ye yelled, and the whole body rushed forward, using all the strength in his body to stop his mouth.

Feng Qi was knocked backward by him, his body lost his balance, and his back hit the right angle of the steps.

When the two stabilized their bodies, Feng Qi supported his body with his elbows, Qiu Ye sat on his waist, and pressed both hands on his mouth.

"Hmm!" Feng Qi blinked.

"Don't say any more! Did you hear me!" Qiu Ye bared her teeth.

"Oh!" Feng Qi blinked again.

Only then did Qiuye let go of her hand little by little.

"Then do you like General Xie?" Feng Qi was determined to break the casserole and ask the end.

"They said there is no more!" Qiu Ye wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Oh, then how are you going to stand on stage tomorrow?"

"I'll stand by your side."

"It's more or less the same." Feng Qi lowered his head, curling the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

Akiba is helpless, and prays that everyone will forget those unbearable past events as soon as possible.

Feng Qi looked up at Qiu Ye, because his mouth was pursed, only one corner of his mouth was dimpled, it seemed that there was a different meaning in his heart.

"Hey, come down, you are addicted to riding, right?" Feng Qi straightened his back.

It was only then that Qiuye realized that she was still sitting on him. No wonder it was soft and hard, and it was warm and comfortable, unlike sitting on the steps, which was hard and cold.

Sitting on the ground with hands and feet together, Akiba realized that their topic had strayed thousands of miles away.

"I said your sword, if you don't want Xie Jiangxiu, show me it. I have listened to a few weapon smelting classes in the past two days, just let me try it." Qiu Ye was eager to try.

Feng Qi looked sideways: "Although my weapon is ordinary, it also cost a lot of money, are you sure you want to use it for training?"

Qiu Ye raised her neck and puffed up her eyes: "If I break it, I will pay you the head office! Why are you so stingy? Last time you tricked me into taking away a box full of medicines, I didn't say anything! It's all money, money. Ahhh! What are you talking about, I want money and you give me it! It's all a lie!"

Feng Qi's scalp was numb, and he quickly condensed a long sword and stuffed it into Qiu Ye's hand.

Qiu Ye cast a disdainful look, and carefully looked at Feng Qi's sword by the moonlight.

The pure black sword body was pitted and corroded quite severely.

Just when he wanted to take a closer look, Feng Qi pressed down with one hand: "Put it away, and look at it when you go back, someone is coming."

Qiu Ye hurriedly put away her long sword, and following Feng Qi's gaze, she saw a person walking towards the Heroes' Hall.

The two saw the person coming, and immediately got up: "Principal."

The person who came was Principal Lindsay. He was wearing plain clothes, his hair was even paler under the moonlight, but his eyes were still as sharp as boning knives, sweeping across their faces.

"Are you still asleep?" Although the headmaster's voice was hoarse, he was full of spirit.

"Preparing to go back." Feng Qi said.

The principal walked up the steps with his hands behind his back, stopped in front of the door, and looked back at the two of them deeply: "Do you want to go in with me to have a look?"

"Is it possible!" Qiuye became interested, and jumped up to the highest step in a few steps, "I came here because I couldn't sleep."

"Of course." There was a smile in the principal's eyes, and he looked at Feng Qi again, and Feng Qi also followed.

The heavy and tall gate opened, and the sanctuary at night had a more solemn atmosphere than during the day, and a dim yellow light lit up on the dome, which not only illuminated the sight, but also did not spoil the night atmosphere.The door was closed behind, and the feet stepped on the luminous marble floor, and the crisp sound echoed in the sanctuary, ethereal and sacred.

When I came last time, thousands of people were crowded together, so it was inevitable that there would be a lack of atmosphere. At this time, there were only three people in the empty hall, and it was very peaceful.Portraits of heroes appeared in front of her eyes, and Qiu Ye immediately stood in awe, and her restless heart was naturally washed away.

He found Qiu Xingyao's portrait at a glance, and couldn't help staring at it.

"You look exactly like your father. I still remember that he was your age when he first entered school." Principal Lindsay stood behind Qiu Ye, looking up at the portrait.

"Principal, do you recognize my father?" Qiu Ye was pleasantly surprised.

"He is my student." The principal turned to Feng Qi, Feng Qi was standing on the aisle between the front and back halls, and the statue of Ravenor was not far away, "Ravenor is also my student, I feel for them Proud. I was surprised when you drew his sword that day."

Feng Qi walked back and said lightly: "It's nothing."

"Principal, tell me about my father!" Qiu Ye said excitedly.

"What are you talking about? I just know more about their affairs in school. At that time, I was only a teacher in school."

"Then let's talk about school!"

"Let's think about it. Lei Wennuo is two years older than Qiu Xingyao. I remember that not long after Qiu Xingyao entered school, the school held a military exercise. Just like your class, all the students in the school participated." The principal was missing. A little more serious than usual, but with the kindness of an ordinary old man, "A battle for command was also arranged that time. Ravenor is the commander of the friendly army. I heard that there was a big dispute between them."

"Is my dad a freshman commander?"

"No, he was acting as an adjutant. It is said that the new commander had compromised at that time, and Lei Wennuo was about to gain command of the entire army. Qiu Xingyao was not convinced, and suddenly rushed up to fight with Lei Wennuo. People hit very hard, no one would let anyone go, they couldn't even pull them away, their noses and eyes were swollen, and they were sent directly to the medical room."

"Then who won?"

"Probably Qiu Xingyao won, because the enemy just came to make a surprise attack at that time, and Ravenor was still lying in the medical room, so the freshman commander had to go into battle immediately. I also heard that they were restless in the medical room, After arguing and arguing, they started throwing away their shoes and gloves, and when they couldn't get enough of it, they rolled together and started fighting." At this point, the principal laughed.

Qiu Ye was dumbfounded when she heard that: "I thought they had a good relationship, isn't Dad the marshal's confidant?"

"When they grow up, the relationship becomes better. I still remember that when they fought against foreign schools, they beat people to pieces, and they had the style of sweeping away thousands of troops later. Ravennuo brought Qiu Xingyao and some other The generals fight north and south, resist the dragon people, they are all heroes."

In the portraits, each hero looks at them, and each face is either smiling or serious, or young or young, which is awe-inspiring.

"Seeing you reminds me of when they were young. It's really nostalgic." Lindsay turned her head and looked at Qiu Ye and Feng Qi, "I hope you will fight for your own glory like them."

In the middle of the night, Qiuye and Fengqi went back to their dormitories to rest, while Lindsay was still lingering in the church.

In the darkness, an old man hunched over and staggered out from behind the statue of Ravenor.

"See them? What a coincidence, you are here today, and they are too." Lindsay turned around slowly.

Although the old man is very old and looks like he will fall if he takes another step, his eyes are as sharp as eagles.

"16 years, so fast." The old man's voice was hoarse like a broken gong.

"What are you going to do?"

"I don't know if it's suitable until I get in touch with it. I will look for another opportunity."