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"Mo ...... Morin, come with me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info" Aeno blushed, pulled the corner of the boy's coat, and hid in the hallway.

"What's the matter, Aeno. Morin followed the little vampire into the hallway and asked puzzledly, and Hei curiously grabbed the young man's collar and looked behind him.

The girl glared at Heihuo and threatened: "Xiao Hei! What kind of fun is the adult's pet, why don't you go back to your mark quickly!

Xiao Hei's two small green eyes turned, and finally chose food between curiosity and food, turning into wisps of flame that approached the inky ring marks on the young man's fingers, hum, do you think that my little black can't sense the outside situation in the ring marks, it's really naïve.

"The ......"

After clearing the field, Aeno looked back and forth in the passage, and saw that no one was coming, so he said in a low voice, "...... I'm a dead man, a vampire. ”

Morin nodded blankly and said, "I know this, what's wrong?"

"That ......," said Equino, fiddling with her fingers and burying her head, "you know, vampires have to replenish a little fresh blood every once in a while to keep their souls and bodies stable. ”

Feeling that he finally understood what Emino meant, the young man smiled heartily: "Yes, it's been almost a month, and you don't know where to go to replenish your blood." He waved his hand: "Come with me to the dining hall, there are a lot of drinks with blood in there, well, maybe the junior students can't order it, but it should be okay to tell the elves of the academy about your situation." The House Elf is the magical creature that can communicate with us through our Identity Ring. ”

"No...... No," Aeno stammered, "I went there before, and there was lamb blood, white bear blood, and even the blood of those magical beasts and even magical creatures," she said, burying her head a little lower, "...... But, I don't seem to like the smell of blood anymore, my body always rejects it, and I can't suck it at all. ”

Hearing the news, Morin couldn't help but be a little worried: "That...... What should we do? Or let's go to the pharmacy teachers, they have collected the blood of many different creatures, and they should be able to find the right one for you. I met Mr. Faith before, and although it felt a little weird, he was happy to help me. ”

"But......," said Aeminor, "...... I've found blood that I like......"

"Hmm, what kind of blood?" the boy was stunned.

Then he saw the little vampire's gaze staring at him, and an incredulous thought appeared in the young man's mind, and he opened his mouth, but did not speak, so he stretched out his hand and pointed at the girl, and then at himself.

Aeno stared at her big brown eyes and nodded.

"Yes...... Can...... This...... That ......" this time became Maureen's incoherent language.

"There's a very special smell in your blood," Eminno whispered, "just a small drop, okay......"

The intoxicating crimson of her shy cheeks was reflected in the young man's blue eyes, making his face change again and again, frozen into a strange expression mixed with a mixture of embarrassment and a little apprehension.

"If you don't object, you'll agree!" the girl said quickly.

The young man's heart was beating inexplicably, his body was stiff, and Aeno had already taken his hand.

"It won't hurt, I promise. I saw that she took out a thin needle out of nowhere, and pricked it lightly on the tip of the young man's index finger, and a dark red bead of blood gradually appeared on the wound.

Then Aeno used the tip of her pink tongue to lick the wound on the boy's fingertip, a look of intoxication on her face.

As if she didn't hold back, the girl suddenly grabbed the boy's fingertips and sucked it.

It didn't hurt at all, but it was a little numb, his fingertips were softly wrapped, and his naughty tongue rubbed slightly, Morin felt his cheeks burning, and his mind went blank......

Not long passed, Marcus put down the book in his hand and looked at the two people who walked into the lounge suspiciously: "What did you just do mysteriously, why do you look weird." ”

"I didn't ...... It's nothing," the red-faced Aeno denied it, and wrote it down with her homework book, "and we just talked for a while." ”

"Really...... "Marcus asked with a wicked smile.

The little vampire slapped the book on the table, looked at the young man Gessock, and said fiercely, "Is there a problem?

Morin, who was also red-faced, sat down on the other side and looked at the black twig wand he had received from Wang Del.

Marcas, who didn't give up, came over and asked in a low voice: "Tell me honestly, did you do anything bad, otherwise why would your face be so red!"

Mo Lin thought for a while, and finally slowly spit out a question: "What...... Bad thing?"

Looking at the young man's incomparably clear eyes, as pure as the sky that had just been washed by rain, Marcas was finally defeated.

"Okay, okay, you guys won......"

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The first week of house life had passed like this, and Maureen still hadn't met Minelma, and it seemed that the senior classmates were much busier.

The second week still began with a half-asleep climb up the mountain path of the History of Magic class, and as Tilna had said before, Morin had been called up by Anna Gu more than once in class to answer questions, but fortunately the boy had already prepared for it. In addition, his magical ability would still ask if he wanted to study the course content before class, but the boy answered no without hesitation.

With the same method of return, Barron still refused to take the initiative to jump off the cliff, so he was once again helped by Emino.

In the botanical and potion class, they learned how to draw the leaves of plants, and at the same time got a lot of drawing assignments, and Mr. Faith reminded the boy to hand the letter to Blood-Eyed Brand. In the unit and calculation class, with his half-understanding and Xiaohei's magical help, he once again won the appreciation of Mr. Vavaguela Sharp Nose and received five extra points.

It's worth mentioning, because they didn't know how to develop in the direction of mage, Maureen and Barron worked together to develop a training plan and began a rather rigorous training. Marcus tilted his head and refused their invitation to exercise together: "It's impossible for me to be a battle maniac, you guys should die quickly!" As for Aemeno, as a deceased, she can't improve her strength through training for the time being, so she can only wait for the years to slowly settle.

The busy days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, I arrived at the basic card use course again, and came to this hexagonal classroom full of spell images.

To be honest, the boy didn't like this course, on the one hand, he couldn't use magic cards, and he was quite depressed, on the other hand, and most importantly, the teacher of this course was Brand, because he was admitted to the academy through other methods, and he was particularly disliked by this teacher.

However, before class, Morin still took out Teacher Feith's letter from his bosom and said in a respectful tone as much as possible: "Teacher Brand, this is the letter that Teacher Feith asked me to bring to you. ”

Maybe it was just an illusion, the boy thought to himself, and it seemed that when he heard Mr. Feith's name, a strange look flashed in Brand's bloody eyes.

The tall and thin Brand took the letter and opened it in front of the boy.

Merlin glanced curiously at it, and to his surprise, it was blank.

But Brand seemed to see something, he stared at the boy with a pair of bloody eyes, and asked seriously, "Are you sure that this is what Faith personally handed you over to me?"

"yes. Maureen nodded.

The corners of Brand's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "Okay, I already understand what he means." You don't have to reply to Mr. Feith anymore, just go down and listen to the class. ”

Maureen turned back to his seat.

Although it was not pleasant to only watch others practice their cards, the boy managed to get through the long afternoon, and the good news was that perhaps he had lost interest in himself, or had forgotten that he existed, and Brand did not continue to make things difficult for himself.

As the class ended, the students streamed out, and Brand was the only one left in the colorful hexagonal classroom.

He was dressed in Illuvita's black robes, and his bloodshot eyes were staring at the blazing flame in his hand, which was a burning letterhead.

And in the reflection of Brand's bloody eyes, where no one would notice, a symbol more dazzling than a flame lit up on the letter paper, which was gradually curled up and blackened:

It was a horrible, abstract, pupilless eye.

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In the basic combat introductory course of the dwarf teacher Sandi Hammer, they began their first weapon throwing training, perhaps because of their strong mental perception or because of their dexterity, and the teenager performed exceptionally well in this training. By the end of the lesson, he had managed to keep ten short swords in the air without falling, and even the Dragons' Thea and Tevez couldn't compare to them.

However, Morin already felt the difficulty of this training, especially the trajectory of those thrown short swords in the air, which was very difficult to grasp, and once they collided with each other, it would become extremely complicated, making it difficult to grasp the rhythm. He couldn't imagine what it was like to throw more than twenty short swords into the air.

After the combat class, Marcus was happily looking forward to the next three consecutive days of rest, but received a notice that made him cry without tears: on the morning of the fifth day of the week, there was a new course—the first study of spiritual perception, the classical mage school.

What made Merlin also want to cry was that the teacher of this course was none other than Professor Anna Koo, the teacher of the History of Magic course who had left a bad impression on him.

Another thing that made more students want to cry without tears was the location of the course - Cangzhi Snow Field.

It wasn't the name of a classroom or a tower, it was a literal snowfield.

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