Chapter Ninety-Two: This is a place full of mud
Fitney thought about it, and walked towards the white tower of the big-nosed old man. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The furnishings have not changed - they have not become any neater, nor have they become any more messy.
This seems to show that the old man's white tower with a big nose is not the reason why he didn't clean it up - the messy furnishings are full of dust, which obviously hasn't been touched for more than ten years to have such an effect.
It's a messy white tower rather than a "museum with chaos as the theme and at the same time unmanaged" I heard that there was an explosion in Kaloda yesterday, little girl, I want to know what happened. Fitney soon saw the big-nosed old man sitting in a shabby chair.
"I don't think I need to say this?" said Fitney, who was silent for a moment.
"Do you think you have a chance to hide it?" the big-nosed old man's temper had always been bad—Fettnay felt the pressure rushing over his face.
Really, either you know something and don't say it, or you just use momentum to solve the problem like this.
"What can I know? It seems like you're overestimating me? I'm just a freshman, my friend is still lying in a hospital bed, and I don't even know how Kaloda exploded when no one was around, or even if my friend was deliberately hurt. Fitney grew agitated.
How could she not be resentful? But what could she do?
Fitney didn't feel that she could win any sympathy, but she needed to tell these people that these things had nothing to do with her, and she didn't want to be the object of their accusations for some reason.
"I thought Leittat's disciples knew it. The big-nosed old man was silent for a moment, his tone sarcastic.
"I think you must have misunderstood me. Fitney said.
The slime didn't understand the old and the young, and jumped on the spot - it suddenly noticed something interesting, and the two of them jumped in that direction.
"What misunderstanding can there be? people in this hellish place don't take a good look at what a person is like, and I'm not the poor guy of Freison, nor the creedless guy of Letta. The big-nosed old man said.
"You're in this hellish place, so what qualifications do you have to be a professor?" Fitney said with a grim look on his face, "Someone who doesn't respect others, but no one respects you—at least I don't have anything to tell you." ”
The big-nosed old man sneered, "Little girl, you are very confident—but do you think that what you know is true? Do you still want to teach me a lesson? I can guarantee that you will not have any confidence after you know those things." ”
Fitney frowned: "If I know." ”
"Well, let me think what I'm supposed to say?Oh, let's start with Hubert, do you think that poor boy, studying hard, is like some inspirational fairy tale book - he's a pathetic avenger, taking the surname of the family convicted of treason—and Letetta thinks he's just being carried away by his poor lover. The big-nosed old man thought for a moment and said in a loud voice.
Leteta once said that her lover was condemned as treason—but that was something that could affect the whole family.
It's like the poor Banker family, because Miss Banker eloped with someone, that family became a laughing stock among the nobles, and their status plummeted.
"Interesting story, but I don't know anything about the nobility - why do you know so much about the nobility when you hate them?" Fitney narrowed his eyes.
"Little girl, why are you so guarded? I know what you're thinking—you're a nobleman. The old man's words made Fitney shudder, and her otherwise cold face turned into a wary one, and her body tensed—the old man continued, "Do you know why the people of Leizelt live here? They came here because they had no choice, just like everyone in Starlight—exiles, exiles, the unforgivable. You're actually the same as them. ”
"I don't understand what you're talking about. I don't understand. Fitney took two steps back, turned and walked away.
What the hell did the big-nosed old man want to say to herself?
She left well, and soon disappeared into the white tower, and the strange and fiery temper of the big-nosed old man did not stop her, and it was not until she had gone for some time that she burst out laughing—the old man's laughter was old, but still in the mood of a young man.
He laughed and trembled, and there was a storm in it.
He was convinced that his words were understood by the girl—he knew something, because he could feel all the breath of the girl who knew him so well.
"Hahaha...... Miss Wyzdem...... You must know what I mean...... Go and spoil it all...... Destroy it all...... May you survive this hell and help me!"
Fitnair didn't hear the old man with the big nose muttering, she walked out of the White Tower, calming her mood, as weak as she still looked unable to move.
"Good work. Fitney stood in front of the fountain, and a green figure jumped from behind her to her shoulder—with a pendant hanging from it—and at this point, Fitney said slowly.
It is curious what kind of quality this institution hides in the dark of the night—to be sure, the dark side is far higher than the so-called virtues.
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As night fell, Lezelt looked like the same as before.
To the residents of Lezelt, the Starlight they admired was the same as usual, no different.
In a corner of the tavern, a man sat quietly in place, and there was a large glass of ale in front of him, but he did not move, it had been half a day.
Wasn't it meant to be after drinking, when the past had not happened?
Why did he feel so powerless at this time...... So sad.
So even if he wanted to get himself drunk, he couldn't do it - he never believed in anything like it - and what he once laughed at became a reality.
Why, so cruel?
"Hubert. A voice jerked his head up - he didn't think anyone would be here at this moment, and recognized him.
"Who are you?" Hubert forcibly calmed.
"You know who I am. "That voice, hard and vicissitudes.
Hubert was a little dazed, but he suddenly remembered something, and his body stiffened a little: "It's you?!You're not dead yet?!"