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But faster!
Pointing directly at Allen's back!
Jump in time – foreshadowing – plot point – provide motivation – jump in time plot point – climax of the tenth birthday party.
It is expected to reach a climax within a week. If you don’t want to see the emotional plot unfold, just wait for the subsequent chapters to jump to the climax and see the result directly. The chapter names will be very obvious by then.
No need to rush, the story goes straight to the climax without finishing off the hidden threads, and the character setting collapses, so it will be impossible to write the whole book afterwards.
(End of this chapter)
183. Chapter 180 Senior Swordsman Alice, is her heart disease difficult to cure?
183.
Then Alice's red pupils suddenly contracted, and the excitement on her face froze.
Between the lightning and flint.
Alan's backhand reached out from under his right ribs, without even turning his head, and flicked his fingers lightly and accurately hit her wooden sword.
"boom!"
The fingertips hit the sword, and the wooden sword instantly shattered behind the two of them. A piece of the broken blade shot straight into Alice's eyes.
Then, in front of Alice's eyes, it was swept by a gust of wind, turned around like a leaf, and inserted directly into the gap between the bricks and stones on the ground.
A gust of wind exploded between the two of them!
The wind made Alan and Alice's clothes rustle.
The latter felt the airflow in front of him and looked up at Alan in a daze.
Alan had turned his head.
He felt the fighting spirit exploding in the air and narrowed his eyes.
"Fighting spirit, I felt it this time, you succeeded."
"Although it's not much, but in the last strike just now, you have already wrapped your fighting spirit around the sword."
In Alice's gradually widening eyes.
He declared so.
"Congratulations, Alice."
"You have become a senior swordsman."
After hearing this, Alice raised the corners of her mouth and shouted immediately.
"Really?!"
"real."
She jumped suddenly on the spot, hooked her hands around Alan's neck, and while expressing her happiness, she took the opportunity to swing on Alan's neck.
Let go.
Landed steadily on the ground.
He took a step and ran towards Gileno who had a smile on his face.
"Gilenu, I finally became a senior swordsman!"
He ran headfirst into Gileno's arms.
The latter smiled and touched her head.
"Alan is a great teacher, congratulations, Alice!"
"Of course! Alan is the best!"
Even though Alice was happy, the corners of her mouth were still turned down, but her chin was almost raised to the sky.
Rudy couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw Alice's brother-con.
He turned to look at Alan in the field.
The latter was looking up at the second floor of the mansion nearby.
Rudy followed his gaze toward the second-floor window.
The figure with red hair and red skirt who had been standing there every time there was a sword fighting lesson in the past few months was gone.
There was no sign of Sylphy either.
These two had been standing there and watching them practice swordplay every afternoon since three months ago.
Originally, Sylphy was taking swordsmanship lessons in the courtyard.
When this scene had passed twice, she went up to join Lady Hilda.
The two of them were pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, and their expressions could be clearly seen.
For three months.
Every time Rudy looked up and saw this scene.
Everyone feels that Mrs. Hilda's smile is becoming more and more beautiful.
But for some reason, the smile on Sylphy's face disappeared. She just tilted her head and looked at Mrs. Hilda's expression in silence.
but.
This scene disappeared half a month ago.
because
Lady Hilda is ill.
Cause, unknown.
The doctors said there was nothing wrong with her health.
But she was indeed sick and had been bedridden for more than half a month.
Since the first snowstorm of winter arrived.
Rudy remembers it clearly.
Because it snowed that day.
It's Alan's birthday.
"How is Lady Hilda?"
After she finished speaking, Alice's smile froze on her face, and Gileno's expression was stunned.
Both fell silent.
Everyone was very anxious during the first week Hilda was bedridden, but when the doctor announced that Hilda was fine, everyone fell into a state of shock that lasted for several days.
Almost all classes were cancelled this week.
Afterwards, under Sylphy's serious admonition, everyone resumed classroom teaching and agreed not to bring emotions into the classroom. After all, the doctor also said that there was nothing wrong with Mrs. Hilda's health.
Can.
When the attention that had been deliberately diverted by swordsmanship or other aspects of class content was suddenly relaxed.
Even someone as bold as Alice would instantly look nervous.
Everyone is still worried.
Thinking of this, the three of them looked at Allen.
The latter silently looked at the empty window, then turned to look at the three people.
"That's all for today's class."
"Let's go visit the lady together."
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"Shh please keep your voice down, Madam Hilda has just gone to bed."
Everyone came to Hilda's bedroom door.
Arifa bent down and whispered solemnly to everyone. He would usually blush whenever he saw Alan, but he hadn't seen that expression in the past two weeks since Hilda fell ill.
She grasped the door handle carefully.
Pull the door open.
The sunset shines into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Sylphy stood in front of the window and tilted her head to look. The sunset glowed on her white hair and made her face red.
She looked at Alan's face and blinked subconsciously.
In his pupils, Alan was already leading a few people behind him and walking towards them.
All settled in silence.
The most obvious example was Alice. Her usual vigorous pace of walking was now extremely cautious. She calculated each step, without the demeanor of a senior swordsman at all, for fear of making any noise.
Several people came forward.
Hilda was lying on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her hair usually neatly tied up in an elegant style no longer visible, her red hair was scattered on the sofa - in order to make it convenient for everyone to visit her after class, Hilda would rest on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window during the day.
She closed her eyes, and her body was curled up into a ball, not sure if it was because of the cold or some other reason. Her face was obviously much thinner than it was a few months ago.
Even in dreams, his sleeping face looked extremely tired.
But his hand was held tightly.
Not Sylphy.
Alan turned his head and looked down Hilda's arm.
Hilda's hands were gently held by a pair of bony hands, as if afraid of disturbing her sleep.
Or maybe.
Hilda fell asleep out of comfort from the person in front of her.