Chapter Sixty-Nine: A Smile Descends on a State of Struggle
When the morning came, the rain had not stopped, the dark clouds had not dispersed, the weather became more and more cold, and the grass blades were covered with a layer of mist, and after a long time, because they could not bear the cold water droplets, they were pressed down, so that the water droplets fell to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
In Xinghui's campus, no one should have moved around at this time, but at this time, two figures passed through the campus and disappeared into the old and rigid teaching building.
These are two girls, one is tall, looks unrefreshed, has heavy eyelids, and seems to be able to sleep in the next moment.
Another girl with white blonde hair was carrying a lantern in her hand, and her hand joints were red from the cold.
"What are you going to do so early?" ......the tall girl was Helis, yawning, unaware of why the girl next to her, Fitney, had pulled her out of the dormitory so early.
At this time, it is still a long time since I usually get up!
"Didn't you say you wanted to help me, are you lying to me about promising Wendy and Alva?" Fitney was already very energetic at this time, and she pushed Helis to let the girl who was almost asleep go to the door, and by the way helped her wake up.
"Ahh
"If you can't help, you can't be idle, don't forget, it's not me who is responsible, it's 'me and you'. "What do you like to prepare for the party?" and "how are we going to arrange it?" ”
Helis was opened to her mind by Fitney, and she began to wake up in thought, thinking could dispel sleep, and she finally began to wake up.
Fitney breathed a sigh of relief, she was very worried that Helis really couldn't wake up, so it would be difficult for her to prepare.
"Hmm...... Actually, it's quite simple, after all, there is a banquet hall in the White House - both the size and the arrangement are specially prepared for this kind of event, I heard that it imitates the layout of the aristocratic event hall...... That's what it was before, Hubert...... Yes. Helis still hadn't woken up a little, but by the time she had said that, she had fully woken up.
Fitnair was silent, the nobleman's banquet hall...... It doesn't seem like you need to prepare much.
In other words, a purchase list and an event schedule would be fine.
"Lornay. Fitney, who had felt relieved by this, heard a shout coming from behind him - Chris walked out of the hallway of a certain floor.
Fitney had long been accustomed to her running around without sleep all night, and looked at her: "What's wrong. ”
"I heard you're in charge of the Nature Society's next week's party?" Chris walked over and naturally took Fitney's hand, as if he hadn't heard of Helis's annoyed expression.
For some reason, Fitney always felt that something unusual would happen to Chris every time he showed up.
"Definitely. Fitney said.
"The Mystery Society is going to terminate the right to use the banquet hall of the Natural Society. Chris didn't hide it from Fitney, curling the corners of his mouth.
"What did you say?" Fitney didn't react at first glance, but Helis exclaimed with a surprised expression.
Chris looked at Fatney with a smile, the two of them were very close, Fitney could smell the faint fragrance emanating from each other's soft bodies, this smell was very faint, but it was real - Chris's eyes looked more mysterious than before at this time.
"Why?" said Fitney after a pause.
She only knew about the Secret Society the same thing Chris had inadvertently mentioned the last time.
Chris chuckled: "I don't know, I passed by the White Building." I heard that Alva and the people of the Mystic Society were arguing, but Ed didn't explain it himself, probably because he didn't take Alva seriously at all. ”
"Ed?" Fitney was a little sensitive to the name.
"Hey, don't you know? The head of the Mystic Society is Ed Ansendil. Chris spun around in place, "No one ever knew what he was up to, I thought he had a good relationship with you?"
"Lonai ......" Before Fitney could respond, he saw Helis reaching out and clutching her sleeve, looking a little worried.
With Helis's character, it is very likely that she will be furious when she hears about this, and will rush to reason with people, but she does not.
Fitnair remembered the nights in the forest.
Helis is afraid of Eddard.
"It's mostly a whim. Fitney said, continuing upstairs.
Fitney never thought she knew Ed's character, but she knew that this genius magician, who was also from an aristocratic background, would not change her decision because of anyone's words.
It's like a tyrant.
Thinking of this, Fitnair frowned inadvertently.
"Lornay, aren't we going to take a look?" asked Herris when she saw that Fitney was still walking up.
"There's no need. Fitney's answer was crisp.
"But ......" Helis had never doubted Fitney's decision, not with complete trust—she had an irrefutable guilt towards Fitney.
Chris couldn't help but feel amused when he saw Helis's expression: "Then why don't you go and see for yourself?" Oh, I remember that your little lover is also in the Mystery Society." ”
"Shut up, Chris!" Helis frowned and screamed, as the magic around her body became messy, and it was clear that her emotions had been mobilized with the magic.
"Hee-hee. Chris calmly avoided the danger, and her smile showed that she was full of confidence, "What a cute and poor girl." ”
Helis was.
"That's enough, Helis. Fitney frowned and stopped Helis - such an emotional out-of-control is very fatal for a magician, and Hiree is a good example.
Helis subconsciously wanted to refute, but she suddenly noticed that Fitney's expression was wrong—a rare solemnity, so she followed Fitney's line of sight—behind the wrought iron guardrail on the upper floor, a young man in a dark blue coat with a pair of blue eyes.
Ed had a light smile on his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood, and he was still holding a black cane today, as if he was holding a handful of authority.
"Looks like a rat has come to tell you what's going on, and I wanted to see your expression, but it's a shame. Ed whispered.
Chris still had a smile on her face, but it wasn't as good as she was just now, she took two steps back and hooked the corners of her lips: "Then I wish you all a nice chat." ”
Ed didn't squint, and he didn't care that Chris's figure suddenly disappeared.
"You're bored. Fitney said slowly.
"Indeed, it would be interesting to think of your angry expression," said Ed, "and then you can try to beg me to change my mind." ”