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However, Dean Yin did not call this senior student "Little Lid", but directly addressed her by her real name, which shows that Dean Yin did not have a harmonious relationship with her during their time at school.

"It's not really a problem."

"You should know that due to the role-playing method, training, and the confidentiality of supernatural knowledge, becoming a supernatural requires a considerable investment of resources... Most of the Night Travelers at Starry University are of noble birth."

"But that little girl Ingrid is a rare exception."

"She's a farmer's child, born in a poor town whose name can't even be found on a map. Yet, she relied on the most basic education courses to pass the various exams and was admitted to Star University."

"Her initial ranking in the academy, including her Night Blade talent, was quite mediocre, making her seem unremarkable in her first and second years."

"But in the end, Ingrid relied on her hard work and dedication in the night world, step by step, to reach the second seat at the Round Table, surpassing a number of aristocratic heirs with impressive backgrounds and resources."

"Even then, she joined the Imperial Military as an outstanding graduate of the academy, and became the Director of the Inspectorate within just six years...none of this was easy."

Dean Yin shook his furry tail and said, "From a teacher's perspective, Ingrid must be an impeccable student."

"It's just that I don't like that little girl very much, just like Tina's sister."

Its words had just fallen.

The next moment, on the steps next to the platform.

There was the distinct sound of military boots trampling on dead leaves.

"Are you the...Last-san that Hiltina mentioned?"

A voice sounded in his ears.

This was a slender figure wearing a military cloak with a black griffin pattern embroidered in gold thread on the chest, and with long black hair.

She exudes a stern aura that makes people unconsciously ignore her age and appearance.

"Nice to meet you, Luster-san."

The Inspector General named Ingrid walked up to Last and, after confirming his identity, extended her hand to Last with meticulous movements.

Her right hand was covered with a black glove.

At the same time, Ingrid noticed the ferret on Rust's shoulder from the corner of her eye.

"Long time no see, Dean Yin." Ingrid said respectfully.

But Dean Yin, who was caught in her sight, subconsciously slipped off Last's shoulder and hid directly in the hood of his jumpsuit, not looking at Ingrid.

Last also extended his hand and shook hands with the senior student.

The next moment, through the delicate fabric of the gloves, he felt a cold and hard touch.

The prosthetic arm that was shaking hands with Last was made of metal.

Chapter 83 Ingrid

Prosthetic limb?

Last was slightly stunned in his heart.

According to his experience at Star University, injuries like a broken arm are not incurable lifelong disabilities in this world where supernatural powers exist.

In the two long sequences of "Abundance" and "Forest", both have the ability to heal wounds and repair the body at the middle level.

Among the Night Blades, there are also professional counterparts, such as auxiliary Night Blades that can regenerate severed limbs.

There are even alchemical secrets that can heal.

Previously, Rast had lost his eyeballs in the night world and his body was burned into a half-skeleton, but he was forcibly pulled back from the hands of death by the Star University using various night blades and alchemical potions.

Given Ingrid's current position in the Imperial Military, it shouldn't be difficult for her to heal her severed limbs.

"It's not what you think."

Ingrid seemed to notice the pause in Rast's movements and smiled.

"The special train from the military to pick me up won't arrive for a few minutes. I'm free anyway, so would you mind chatting with me for a while?"

"Just think of it as me, as a senior student, testing you."

Rust nodded. He naturally had no reason to object.

Excluding Dean Silver, whose specific status is still unclear and for some reason even Night Blade is not shown in the Fool's Library panel.

Ingrid, who has reached the sixth level and is only one step away from becoming a legend, is already the strongest person Last has ever seen, higher than Hiltina and Akshia.

Of course, the step from level six to legend is like a hurdle. It seems that there is only a gap of one level, but it has troubled countless people and they have been unable to overcome it for their entire lives.

To this day, there is no consensus on whether there are any living legends left in the entire continent.

But even so, she reached the sixth level and became the director of the Supervisory Department... Ingrid has already stepped into the upper echelons of the world and mastered many secrets that can only be known at this level.

Even if you reveal some of it casually, it may be of great help to Last.

For example, if it weren't for the other party's assistance this time, even with the power of Hiltina and the entire Star University, they would not be able to help Last find clues about "Canaan".

"Student Luster, do you understand the relationship between the soul and the body in the sense of mysticism?"

Listening to Ingrid's question, Rust nodded.

His Tower Sequence originally focused on strengthening the soul. During the time he was recuperating in the school hospital, he used the smart terminal to make up for the theoretical knowledge in this area.

"According to the knowledge I possess, the body can be generally understood as the container that carries the soul."

"For ordinary people, their soul and body are unified, so naturally there won't be any problems... But if there's a mismatch between the body and soul, then the soul will interfere with the body, and vice versa."

This is also the reason why there are very few old monsters in this world who shout "Hehehe, what a young body!"

Those rotten souls that have been corrupted for a long time and have long been old and weak, even if they replace their bodies with young ones by taking over other bodies, the fresh bodies will inevitably begin to rot and decay under the interference of the aging souls the moment they are taken over.

Similarly, Last would rather delete most of the unnecessary memories, and set the dream of becoming a shore watchman as an anchor for his mind as if grasping at a life-saving straw, and permanently anchor his mental state at the age of seventeen through hypnotic suggestion.

If he hadn't done so, his soul would have weathered away in three hundred years.

Even if he breaks away from the cycle, he will look no different from an old man in his twilight years.

"Yes."

Ingrid nodded.

She turned her wrist, lowered her eyes slightly, and slowly took off the black spider silk gloves.

The metal prosthesis that looked lifelike but had a silver-gray metallic luster and whose joints vaguely showed mechanical gears running was shown to Last.

"I lost my hand for a similar reason."

"During a mission when I first joined the Inspectorate as a Superintendent, I activated Night Blade for too long, causing permanent damage to my soul."

"My soul is projected onto my flesh, and that's my right hand... Even if I use extraordinary means to grow a new limb, it will quickly decay in a very short time. Ultimately, I'll have no choice but to use a prosthetic limb."

"But fortunately, this mechanical prosthesis forged by a craftsman is quite useful, so it's not necessarily a bad thing."

……

"That old man told you back at the academy that your method of using the Night Blade is very dangerous. It drains power from the soul...at best, it could shorten your lifespan, and at worst, it could lead to permanent disability."

"It seems you didn't listen to a word of the old man's kind reminder."

Dean Yin had jumped onto Last's shoulders again without him noticing.

It had not spoken before, but now it looked coldly at Ingrid in front of it.

This was the first time that Last saw Dean Yin show such a cold expression. In the past, no matter who he faced in the academy, he would either act cute or lie down and act bad.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have a choice, Dean Silver."

Ingrid put on the black silk gloves again to cover the coldly shining steel prosthetic limb.

Her expression was calm. "My Night Blade, Yin Iron, is only mediocre according to the Ruins Institute's ratings. Unlike those Fated Ones who have risen to prominence solely through their powerful Night Blades, I'm a different beast."

"And I don't have a distinguished family background like Hiltina or my other classmates. Even if they give up becoming a Night Traveler, they still have a way out."

"But I have nothing, no background, and I'm not willing to rely on the support of others to get to the top."

"The only thing I can rely on is my own hard work."

"If it weren't for that feat, I would never have been able to gain a foothold in the military, which is full of factions, let alone reach my current position."

Dean Yin did not respond to her.

He just lowered his voice and said again: "For power, for status..."

“Is it really worth it to pay all this?”

Ingrid smiled. "I know, Dean Yin, you actually expect me to answer you like Hiltina did—"

"I joined the Inspectorate and became a police inspector, even risking my life to achieve such merit that time, all for the sake of maintaining social stability and allowing the people to live and work in peace and contentment..."

"But as you know, that's not the case."

She turned slightly to the side, gazing at the faintly visible Starry Obelisk on the distant hillside behind her.

"The reason why I work so hard to do all this——"

"In fact, it's all just to climb up by any means necessary."

The whistle of the train entering the station came from far away.

It was a black train with the Imperial Military's exclusive Black Eagle livery, and its origin could be identified at a glance.

The strong wind caused by the train blew up the dead leaves piled on the platform, which first flew high into the sky and then fell down in scattered pieces.

Only Ingrid's words were left, lost in the wind.

"There are so many people in this world who have achieved happiness through power...why can't I?"

"Why can't I have the power to change my own destiny?"

Chapter 84: Mysterious Tower

The jet-black train with the Black Eagle livery slowly stopped in front of them, its doors wide open.

When the two men walked into the empty carriage, the door closed immediately.

This was a special train specially provided by the military for Ingrid, the Chief Inspector, and Last was the one who was taken on board.

Dean Yin squatted on Last's shoulder and stared at Ingrid for a long time. He even forgot to eat the dried fish that he would eat whenever he had the chance.

"Forget it. Anyway, you are neither my student nor that old man's student now..."

"You are now the Chief Inspector of the Imperial Military Department. We have no control over you."

After a long silence, it wagged its tail.

The bright moonlight flashed in the ruby-like animal eyes.

Last had seen this kind of moonlight before. The last time it was used, a poor unlucky person named Ishtar was put in solitary confinement by Dean Yin.

However, this time, the target of Dean Yin's ability was not someone else, but himself.

As if being erased by an eraser, the figure of the snow-white creature faded little by little in the moonlight, and then disappeared completely.

Only a lazy voice remained, sounding directly in Rast's mind in the form of "whisper under the moon".

"I'm uncomfortable in this kind of situation, so I'm going to catch up on some sleep in the subspace of the secondary dimension."

"I've left a spiritual mark on you. If you need anything, just call me."

After saying this, Dean Snow Ferret disappeared completely.

Last was speechless as he watched Dean Yin disappear from his shoulder.

You quarreled with someone and ran away. What should I do?

but--

He glanced at the tall figure in black military uniform beside him, and a sense of curiosity arose in his heart.

Because he knew he needed to contact Ingrid, he had specifically looked up the information of this senior this morning.

Unlike Axia's "Angel of Death", which is highly confidential and has very limited information available, it can only be inferred through a few words and rumors.

Ingrid's Nightblade has quite comprehensive information.

Her internal title within the academy is "Yin Tie", and her Night Blade is also named "Yin Tie".

As a living being, humans have the instinct to survive.