
To date, no one knows who it belongs to
that necklace. When viewed from the shape and model, it looks like this
ancient trappings. Maybe it is a relic from ancient times. Looks clear
if it's an antique.
Oliver doesn't know the truth either. But, that girl
I assumed so from the beginning. His guess grew stronger when he
knowing a fact that the nightstand is in his room at this time
no less old. Reportedly, all the facilities that are in this place
it has been around for a long time. Never been replaced at all since the
first pass.
Just imagine how old those things are now. Uncle
Johnson was a connoisseur of the facility for the first time.
From there they can conclude if the necklace
it is the legacy of the old room owner. The graduated force is far away
before they came. Oliver never realized his existence
that necklace. Because he was too busy. There is no time for just
just checking the nightstand. Especially when he was asked to serve as
the head of the princess dormitory.
“Then, do you know who the occupants of the room were before you?”
ask Nhea.
“Not at all,” reply the girl plainly.
The two of them have been busy talking about it
previous occupants of the room. The excitement of today's atmosphere is not a barrier.
Even all that noise was not enough to break their concentration.
For the first time Nhea was able to hold on to staying focused on the situation
not supportive.
Both atmospheres are very different from the surrounding environment. They
like having your own world. There is a portal that is not created
direct. The energy of both is very different from the other.
“Do you think we need to find out more about
the necklace?” ask Nhea again.
“Of course!” reply Oliver enthusiastically.
They have told me a lot since. But, still not
get to the core of the discussion. Not the previous room owner was targeted
main topic this time. Oliver didn't mean it at all
thus.
But, on the other hand, they also need to know who they have
room earlier. In a little bit, they had to listen to the story of
that guy first. Before finally making a decision
by oneself. Sometimes the conclusions they make do not always have to be from
just their views. There are many points of view that can be considered
in the decision making process here.
“When did you first occupy that room?” ask
It seems that Gadisi is starting to feel curious as well. Nhea was carried away
ambience.
“About five years ago,” Oliver replied with what it is.
“It was my first day being accepted as one of the students
the Mooneta magic academy. Then the headmaster lady gave the room
to me,” is obviously the girl at length.
“When I got there, it was still empty.
It seems like it has been abandoned a long time,” he said.
Nhea simply replied to him with a small nod. I don't know
how many times did he do the same for today. That girl too often
nodding rather than talking.
“What's that time many empty rooms?” ask Nhea once
again to make sure.
Secretly inside his head he had already started to find one
screenplays. Whether it's true or not, let it be a business later. In order to
meanwhile, the contents of his current head would only be a guess. The truth
it hasn't been proven at all.
“Iya, true!” squeak Oliver in the crowd.
“But how did you know about that?” ask the girl
later then. This time his tone sounded much more relaxed than it was
preceding.
“Ah, if that's the case I'm just guessing,” Nhea's pretext.
In fact, he knew that the dorm had once
deserted. Almost uninhabited. Even at that time, only one floor was
used for the total building. There are many dormitory residents
he died in the winter seven years ago. They fell at the time
ify's annual attack is coming. Their defense was not enough
strong to fight.
The number of victims who died at that time was much higher
than in previous years. It almost touched the number seventy
percent of the total student population enrolled in this academy. Its history
recorded in the history books of the academy that had been placed in the library.
A few years later, the book was moved back into the room
special storage.
There are many reasons underlying his move. Starting from
deep wounds, to other stories. They don't want to continue to drag on
in grief. That is why the history book is no longer displayed in
library. His existence was still hidden intentionally by the parties
academi.
Not many know about the incident. Primarily
Oliver. All he knew all along was if indeed at that moment there were not too many
interested in getting into this school. The dormitory is empty and only the floor
only the base is used.
“That time only a few managed to receive in the year
those. Maybe about thirty people,” explained Oliver limited
his knowledge.
“It turns out to be true. They deliberately hide the facts
those of the students,” inner Nhea in heart.
The girl cleared her throat moments after Oliver
finished the sentence just now. He had to do something to get back
neutralize atmosphere.
“Shouldn't we just ask Aunt Ga Eun
about who owned the room before?” nhea spontaneously proposed. It
I never planned if he would say that
preceding. Really am. Everything happened outside of his control.
“It was a long time ago,” reply Oliver.
The girl didn't seem too sure of Nhea's proposal
this time. It doesn't make sense. Of the many students, he could remember
who's one of them. Moreover, Aunt Ga Eun this time cannot be said to be young
any more. He was old enough, but not too old. Now only, it is far away
more asking Eun Ji Hae to do her main job. Remembrance
that woman is not completely reliable now. His brain power is already
start dropping.
“I'm sure if they still have the record. We could
wear that one!” nhea's proposal is back.
“Note?” asked Oliver, frowning his forehead,
signs do not understand.
“Do you not know that every year they always
rearrangement of the contents of the dorm?” ask Nhea back to
ensure.
Feels weird. How can
Oliver who is serving as the chairman of the dormitory can not know
that thing. It was not one or two years that he lived here. Except,
he had only been at the academy for a month. It's only natural to ask that. But, uh,
it's the opposite.