Yu Chu stared blankly at his ears.
The pair of ears under the silver hair are long ears unique to the elves, crystal clear and beautiful like works of art.
A pair of long steel nails pierced the boy's collarbone, and another pair nailed his wrist, firmly nailing him to the huge black tombstone behind him.
... It hurts to look at it.
Yu Chu couldn't help frowning when he heard the system confirmation voice in his head.
Her eyes swept over the four steel nails, and she pursed her lips.
The person in front of her lowered her head, and she couldn't see her face, so she coughed and said hesitantly, "...how are you?"
In a space as silent as if time stood still, her voice was a little abrupt.
The elf's ears moved slightly, and he raised his head slightly.
Yu Chu saw his slender eyelashes and snow-white skin, so beautiful that he couldn't find any flaws.
However, the most breath-taking thing is that pair of hair-like, ice-silver eyes.
Yu Chu couldn't help but take a step back.
she knows.
This is Ansair.
It was the profile of this face that appeared in her history textbook. The heroic leader of a hundred years ago.
— Ansair's whole person is like crystal clear, flawless ice and snow.
He is a hybrid of elves and humans, with ice-silver long hair, ice-silver eyes, white skin like snow, and a cold emotion that never shows a trace of expression.
Legend has it that the first genius has fallen.
If it wasn't for the system's reminder, Yu Chu might have suspected that this was an illusion created by magic.
Those ice-silver eyes with no waves or ripples made it difficult for people to look directly at each other, like facing a frozen lake, without waves, but chilling to the bone.
Yu Chu took a step back silently, looked at him from a distance of more than one meter, and asked tentatively:
"... Ansair?"
The name was spoken, but the other party still didn't respond. The ice-like face and beautiful clear eyes quietly looked directly at her, but did not speak.
Yu Chu looked at him.
Didn't it mean that this genius has fallen...
Didn't it fall in the battle between light and dark a hundred years ago? At that time, he was less than twenty years old, and now he looks like a teenager. Although he is slender, he is about the same age as when he fell.
Yu Chu hesitated for a moment, glanced at the young man, saw that he was still staring at her quietly, and tentatively stepped closer, "Are you Ansair?"
She takes a step closer.
However, just as he took a step forward, before Yu Chu could react, his body suddenly felt weightless, and his mind suddenly became dizzy with the feeling of weightlessness—
There was a blur in front of my eyes. When Yu Chu finally felt down-to-earth again, in front of him was the corridor full of photos again, and several students were passing by.
"..."
She blinked, and after a few seconds, she sighed softly and walked forward resignedly.
inexplicable.
She met Ansair.
The genius who had already fallen was nailed to a huge black tombstone, entangled in chains.
If it wasn't some magical illusion, then he would have been there all along...
Yu Chu pursed his lips, thinking of the steel nails that pierced his collarbone and wrist, his eyes dimmed slightly.
I have to look up the legend about Ansair another day to see if I can find any clues.
When Yu Chu returned to the dormitory, there was no one in the corridor. She walked to her room and read out a key code, but the door didn't move at all.
Yu Chu frowned, then realized that it was on purpose by his roommate Karenina.
It may have added another layer of keys, trying to give yourself a bad shot.