Summoner of Miracles

The rest of the way is silent.

Everyone returned to school as if they were all concerned, and dissolved on the spot.

Dongtang Knife Hua is taking the students' union people back to the student club room. It seems like he also took a look at the chairman's office. He also seemed to know that Dongtang Knife Hua was ready to go to Shingong Temple Black was discussed.

There was a boarding house and left on the spot.

However, if it looked thoughtful before its departure, it seemed to have given rise to some thoughts, so Zhu Shizukuishi followed directly, allowing Yi Hui to follow along with some worries.

At the scene, there was immediately only Rosen and Stella.

The two remained silent all the way back to the bedroom of the first student dormitory.

God, it just slowly got dark.

At night, Stella stepped out of the bathroom after her bath.

“Your turn, Rosen. ”

Stella shouted at Roger lying in bed.

“Mmm.”

But Luo Zhen was still lying in bed, looking at the bottom of the upper bed, and after a brief reply, he didn't even act at all, and continued to gaze.

“Rojin? ”

Stella sounds like she's worried again.

“Mmm.”

Once again, Luo Zhen responded briefly, with no other response.

Stella finally couldn't help but come directly to the bed and scream at Rosie's ears.

“Ro...! It hurts...! ”

In a word, Stella hadn't finished shouting, and her head was beaten so hard that Stella's tears burst out.

“I can hear you, not so loud. ”

Luo Zhen finally had another reaction. While retracting his hand, he said that he had no good temper.

“Who... has been weird since you got back from the restaurant? ”

Stella touched her painful head and protested.

“You're no better than me, are you? ”

Luo Zhenzi skipped his mouth and went straight back to the understatement to silence Stella on the spot.

But like Rojin said, Stella's not going anywhere.

When Stella returns from the restaurant, she also looks at Rosen from time to time and reveals a complicated look.

“It's obviously brutal to crush all the mother tyrannosaurs, so don't think about the complications. ”

Ro really didn't think to throw that word.

“Who is the Mother Tyrannosaurus?!” Stella got angry and said, “What about you? Don't you feel anything? ”

Rumor has it, Ro is really silent.

A long time later, Luo Zhen sighed.

“How can you not feel at all?” Ro said faintly: “I'm not a wood. ”

Yeah, it is.

How can Ro really not feel a thing now?

If he really didn't feel anything, he wouldn't be in bed like this, alone.

Stella stared at Rojin like that, hesitating to struggle for a while, and finally braved herself.

“Nah.” Stella asked. “You're the Sky Move, right? ”

Stella, finally asked the question.

For this...

“... hmm. ”

As before, Luo Zhen responded with short words and simplicity.

The air, it becomes heavy and depressing.

Because this short word, revealed, is an amazing secret.

Even though Stella had speculated, after being confirmed, she still felt tranced, and the look in Lo's real eyes became incredible.

How could Stella not be surprised that the world's most powerful swordhunter is in front of Stella at this moment, and that she is her roommate, or even the master who guides her to awaken true power?

But on the first day of staying here, Rojin had already said it.

“Maybe I'm the one you keep talking about? ”

That's right.

By then, Luo Zhen had already spoken up.

It's just that Stella doesn't believe it.

Now Stella has to believe it.

After all...

“You're so strong, so mysterious, and a little strange about Wings, it looks like you're really the strongest swordsman. ”

Stella's tone became less complex and hesitant, as if she had completely laid down a big stone in her heart and finally did not need to hide her head.

Even though Stella wanted to ask a lot of questions after confirming her identity, Stella wanted to make sure of one thing first.

“Miss Little Ai... are all the things Bi Wing said true? ”

That's what Stella wanted to ask.

This made Ro really dumb for a while and sighed.

“It's true. ”

Rosen responded most positively.

“... is that right? ”

Stella lowered her head, muttered a little, spinning as if she had recovered, stood up and forked her back in front of Rosie.

“So what are you going to do?” Stella regained her old vitality: “Are you going to keep avoiding the Wings?" I've been looking for you for two years! Not to mention you have a deal! ”

Stella was actually helping Edwards Hing to question him.

Rojington looked at Stella in a daze and couldn't help but cry later.

“Otherwise? What do you think I should do? ”

This is exactly what Luo Zhen has been thinking since he got out of the restaurant.

There must be a good starting point and a good reason to split up with Edwards, but there is no doubt that Edwards' own feelings have been overlooked, and this cannot be refuted.

That's why Roseanne feels owed something to Edwards, which is true.

But intelligent as Luo Zhen, faced with such emotions, also did not know what to do.

Who made Ro a smart man?

Reason told him he was doing the right thing.

Sensibility tells him he's doing it wrong.

As a result, one side is rationality and the other side is sensibility. No one knows which side to choose.

It's not about Rojin himself, it's about what all humans have been going through for thousands of years.

Sometimes, both sensibility and reason make different choices.

And Rojin, at the end of the day, was just inclined to reason.

Who told you to do the same thing? Has Ro done it many times?

If you want to say that you owe, Luo Zhen owes a lot of people, but ultimately, for rational reasons, Luo Zhen made the corresponding choice.

In the face of this, who can say he's wrong?

Anyone who sees clearly will identify with him.

Those who can't see through will deny him.

That's all.

Sometimes, of course, the discerning deny him too harshly.

Not to vent, but to wake him up.

Stella, that's right.

“You... are such an idiot...! ”

Stella got angry.

And then...

“Find Miss Ai now! Now! ”

Stella did not hesitate to give orders to Rojin.

“Alas?”

Luo Zhen suddenly stopped.