It has been half a month with Thorpe and Mrs. Catherine, and Alan and Thorpe have been in contact, and when the two were communicating the day before yesterday, the other party also happily mentioned that the time for his genetic grade determination had been determined.

The McAdam family was shocked to see an S-class genius boy, could it be Thorpe?

At this time, a prompt sounded on the terminal in his hand, and Alan clicked on it, revealing a bright sunny face.

Alan, good news for you! Seeing his friend, Thorpe excitedly said, I can stay in Emperor Star!

didn't give Alan a chance to react, he continued, last time you promised me that as long as I can stay in the first star area, I can play with you, you can't talk and not talk!

I thought he was going to talk to him about the genetic level, but I didn't expect the other party's focus to be elsewhere, Alan responded funny, of course he can't speak, we have to celebrate for you!

Hearing Alan's words, Thorpe's eyes lit up, and he excitedly leaned in front of the screen, so where are we going to celebrate? Go today?

I'm afraid not today, you know, I'm living in Serentu during this time, and it's probably inconvenient to go out, so I'll contact you right away when I get home. Alan assured Thorpe.

You can't meet right away, Thorpe is like a frosted eggplant, yes, you're riding in the palace now, you can't just come out

Although the other party always grasps the wrong point, Alan looked at the boy with his head drooping in the holographic screen, and said gently, I have seen someone recommend a mecha-themed restaurant on the forum, which is in Dulan, let's go and see it when the time comes.

Hearing Allen's words, he really felt energetic again, and Thorpe began to plan the itinerary of "that day" with his hands in hand, and before he knew it, the call lasted for more than half an hour.

At the same time, in Prince Salvin's private living room, His Royal Highness the Prince was reading a history of mecha evolution as usual, but as time went by, the man and the tiger that should have appeared never appeared, and he couldn't help but look at the clock.

Kyle is going back to the Royal Academy today, and when they parted yesterday, he was going to tell Sù Allen, but when the words came to his lips, it turned into a faint "good night".

Finding that Kyle had looked at the clock twice, Theseus stepped forward and reminded, Your Highness, that it was almost time to leave.

Beck Wilff wasn't in Selentu today, but Kyle decided to say goodbye to his brother before leaving, so he closed his book and strode towards Fort West

Whew! Whew! The little tiger stretched three or four times in Alan's arms and rolled seven or eight times, but received no response, so he sat up decisively and began to plague Alan's shirt.

Wow! Stretch out your little paws, grab it on the left, scrape another one on the right, and whoop! Get nailed!

Looking down at the innocent little tiger and the silk-hooked custom shirt, Allen, who had just turned off the holographic screen, wanted to cry without tears - how many are these?! You little scoundrel!!

Since he lived in Serentu, both Adrington and the palace have sent a lot of daily change of clothes, but Allen, who has always adhered to the housekeeping philosophy of "one piece for three years" and "expensive for five years", is very precious to every piece of his clothes - because they are so expensive!

Usually playing with Allen, the little tiger never stretches out his paws, but as long as Allen is not paying attention, or does not respond to it in time, his clothes will suffer!

Alan gently pinched the little tiger's plum blossom mat, and the five "murder weapons" that had begun to attack automatically stretched out, one of which still had a white silk thread

Allan.

Now it's good, the human and material evidence is there! Seeing this, the little tiger immediately withdrew his little paw with a "whoosh", and began to rub his head against Allen's chest, and secretly looked at his face every few rubs, with a small appearance of "I am so pitiful if you ignore me".

The cub is too young to cut his nails, but it's okay to grind it, and Alan was thinking about whether to ask Amanda for a small file when there was a knock on the door.

Master Allen, His Highness Kyle is here. An attendant walked in and told him.

Little Tiger didn't know that Kyle's arrival had saved its proud little nails, and it was very happy to hear the name, and although it still occupied Allen's leg and didn't want to get up, its little head had already turned to the door.

Only then did Alan remember that they had not come to Prince Salvin as they had just spoken to Thorpe. Soon, Kyle, dressed in his regular clothes, walked in, and Alan hurriedly stood up with the little tiger in his arms and saluted him, Your Highness!

Kyle nodded in response, then looked at the tiger cub in his arms.

Whew! Whew! The little tiger noticed that Kyle was watching it, and decisively began to actively hug it.

But Kyle didn't take it, just reached out and touched its little head, and instead said to Alan, I'll go back to school today and come and see it and you

Alan was going to explain the reason for his late departure, but when he suddenly heard Kyle's words, he felt a little lost inexplicably, and immediately said, so fast?!

During the week, he and Little Tiger went to Prince Salvin's living room every day, but His Highness was so busy that he sometimes had to leave just to show his face, so he always arranged for Kyle to receive them.

In just a few days, from being relatively silent with each other to being able to talk about a certain topic smoothly, Alan felt that the iceberg prince was not as difficult to get along with as it seemed.

On the contrary, he is very polite, patient, sincere and kind, and treats the little tiger and him very well.

Hearing the three words that Eren blurted out, Kyle looked at his face that could not hide his loss, and suddenly a complicated feeling arose in his heart, as if he was a little reluctant, as if he was a little joyful - we have to separate, he doesn't want me to leave.

Finding that the other party was looking at him, Alan realized that he had overreacted a little, he felt a little hot, and explained embarrassedly, I mean, His Majesty and His Highness Salvin are not in Selentu, don't you leave without saying goodbye to them?

Goodbyes have been said before, they know. The school starts the final exam the day after tomorrow and I have to go back. He'd been in Serentu for two more days, but he hadn't mentioned it to Alan.

So, that, then I wish you a smooth journey and a smooth exam!

Well. Kyle took something out of his jacket pocket and handed it to Allen, this, for you.

Alan carefully took it and saw that it was a handmade bookmark—a small inflorescence of prayer grass sandwiched between the transparent bookmark shell, which looked delicate and small, and it was very beautiful.

Recently, Alan was learning about secondary medicinal plants, and he borrowed a few books from the library in Selentu, and later found out that Kyle also likes to read traditional books, and Alan also admired Kyle's set of hand-painted antique bookmarks.

I once thought about giving my bookmark to Alan, but Kyle knew that with Eren's personality, things that were too valuable would be rejected politely. Two days ago, he stumbled upon this cursive prayer note given to him by the high priest of Elijah when he was a child, and he unconsciously remembered Allen.

Alan couldn't put it down with the bookmark and thanked Kyle, thank you, I love it!

The distinction is sad, even for the prince. Goodbye, Alan.

The next time we meet, we will be at the Imperial Royal Academy!