It was late in the evening when Lane returned to Tolista, not because he didn't want to have dinner with his sister, but because the women's college was curfew and he couldn't return after 17:00 without permission.

The sudden attack was a surprise, but there was also a lack of prior preparation, and I didn't ask for leave, so I was inevitably complained by my sister.

After returning the locomotive to George and giving a detailed report, Lane took the last of his glow and returned to the third dormitory.

Before entering the dormitory door, a unique aroma of food entered the nostrils through the air, arousing this gluttonous craving. After a busy day, he was indeed hungry after dealing with two mouthfuls at noon.

Greedily breathing in a mouthful of aroma, Rien was a little intoxicated, and was also attracted by Instructor Sarah, who had returned from going out.

"Ahh The uninhibited beauty instructor touched his lower abdomen without a trace of fat, listless, "Really, that Tovar guy is really, it's really a big loss to instruct me to do that kind of troublesome thing." Hmph, if I knew this would happen, I should have brought Lane over. ”

"Instructor, I hear you." Lane squinted his eyes, his face full of unhappiness.

"Oh, junior, the seniors are also kind enough to train you." Sarah's skin is not generally thick.

"Okay, how about you handle the student council affairs? That's your job anyway. Lane entered the poisonous tongue mode, "It just so happens that I am an active guerrilla, you are not." Looking at it this way, it's reasonable for us to adjust it. ”

"Hmm." Sarah was speechless and had to change the subject, "Did anything happen when I left?" ”

"Everybody's skeptical about the date you're using as an excuse."

"You students aren't really any ordinary trouble." Sarah's face became more and more unbearable, "I really had a very good night, and the person I dated was also a very considerate uncle." Heck, it's a bit too exciting for you students. ”

"Blow, you blow." Li En said disdainfully, "By the way, I have a girlfriend, and I plan to get married after graduation." ”

"Hmm!" The last sentence hits Sarah to the point. The biggest weakness of the famous "Purple Electricity" Barestan is the marriage period.

"Oh, and one more thing, we have a new dormitory manager in our dormitory, the maid of the Ryan Fortt family."

"Is it already here? Inhale, this fragrance looks like it is very good at cooking. No, the more I think about it, the hungrier I become, so hurry up and start eating. ”

Sarah said, pushing open the door to the dormitory.

"Welcome back, Rien-san, Miss Sarah." As soon as I entered the door, I heard a delicate greeting, which was the Shinjuku Guan Sheron that the two had just talked about.

Seeing the visitor, Sarah's eyes instantly became dangerous, and a trace of murderous intent emerged.

The killing machine that made ordinary people feel chills did not affect Sharon, her smile was still calm, and her voice was still the same delicate and pitiful:

"First time we met, I am Sharon, a maid from Ryan Fort's house, and I will be responsible for taking care of your daily life, and I would like to ask for a lot of advice."

"Ah, I've heard about this, you're so polite." Sarah unconsciously clasped her hands to her chest, and when she saw the person in front of her, she felt pain all over, "I only have one question, are we 'meeting for the first time'?" I feel as if I've met somewhere, but there's a point, a feeling, a feeling. ”

"No, I guess it's the first time we met. Please advise, Lord Sarah Barrestan. ”

"Well, each other, Miss Sharon Krueger."

The eyes meet, the sky thunders, and the earth is on fire.

Dawn knew in his heart that it was Sharon who stopped Sarah in the attack of the Imperial Guerrilla Association two years ago, so that the latter did not arrive in time for the Heimdall branch, so that the Imperial Capital branch was burned.

In that battle, Sarah's body was cut by cobweb-covered metal wires in many places, and Sharon was not having a good time, with a sword wound and 3 gunshot wounds, which can be said to have been a long-standing grudge.

It's just a confrontation of eyes and words, and there is no big fight, which is already very restrained.

The feud between the she-spider (Sharon fights in the same way as spiders) and the lioness (as the hunters of the north call Sarah) did not dare or want to intervene, and rushed into the kitchen - it was not the first time he had done such a thing.

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On the evening of the free day, it has become a common practice to listen to the programs broadcast by Erzhu.

In Semlia, where radio has just begun to become popular, "Starry Night" is like a clear spring flowing into the hearts of listeners. The sweet voice, like a close friend, makes people feel like a spring breeze.

- Rien has always wondered if Vita used the witch secret technique to improve the charm of her voice, at least Emma, who is also a witch, has not so beautiful voice.

"Good night everyone, I'm Missy. At 9 o'clock in the evening on June 20th, the "Tolita Radio" in the suburbs of the imperial capital will tell you the time on the hour. ”

"Time in the Starry Night."

"But in the last few days, it has been a pity that it has been raining for a long time in the suburbs of the imperial capital. My rare vacation was also ruined, and I had no way to play but to stay at home. ”

(Blow it, you can blow it hard, even if the weather is good, you can't get out.) Recently, it is the peak season of the performance of "Imperial Capital Opera House", where can you, the master of "Cangzhi Singer", go? ）

"So, in late June, are there many places around the empire that are very lively because of Midsummer? In "Blue Sea Capital" Ordis, you can see the fantastical scene of countless fireflies in the bay. In the "Old Cretaceous Capital" of Santeac, a five-day night festival will be held. ”

(Hehe, she is worthy of being a witch who provoked a civil war, and several bases of the aristocratic faction are very clear.) Haidu Ordis, the hideout of Ordinje in "The Rider of the Firmament", a place I have never dared to set foot in)

【PS； The Rider can sense the activators of other Riders, and Lai En doesn't dare to die. 】

"That being said, it's a pity that I've never been there either. Because I am very unwilling, next time I have a vacation, I have already made up my mind to take the railway to travel to a far away place~"

"Hey, where are you going? I think Crossbell, who is very popular with theme parks or "Rainbow Theater", should be good."

"Huh? "Rainbow Theatre" went on tour in Liber? Uh-huh, blow. Then go to the end of the railway, "Nord Plateau", with its grim and majestic natural scenery, which seems to be very romantic. ”

"I know, director. I'm just dreaming about unrealistic dreams. ”

(Don't worry, I'll be able to see "Rainbow Troupe" soon.) The next stop after Liber is the imperial capital and several autonomous prefectures, and "The Song of the Firmament" and "The Dancing Queen of the Fire" are performed on the same stage, which makes people look forward to it. Hehe, my Lixia won't lose to them. ）

[PS: In the end, Ogua's influence is so great, no one is covered, and Li En is not worried that "Rainbow Troupe" will fall into a group of well-dressed beasts. As for the several autonomous prefectures under the rule of the empire, it is the sphere of influence of the biological father, and it is not ashamed that the future daughter-in-law cannot protect it, although his daughter-in-law does not need to be protected. 】

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Wednesday, June 23, 1204 Achiyo calendar.

For the general population of the empire, it was just an ordinary working day. But for the Tolz Military Academy, it was a day of school-wide attention.

Because the results of the midterm exams will be announced at noon today.

It is not the kind of blunt knife that cuts meat one class at a time, but directly publishes the total scores and rankings of all students in the school on the bulletin board, which is jokingly called a knife death.

After eating lunch in a hurry, the students spontaneously gathered in front of the bulletin board, worried.

It was 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and Henry, the serious and old-fashioned dean of teaching, dressed in a dark aristocratic dress, accompanied by two other faculty members, walked slowly along the corridor with a long scroll in his hand and an orthodox square step.

"Smack, smack, smack." The sound of the leather shoes hitting the ground was not loud, but it was like a small hammer in the hands of the presiding judge, striking heavily on the hearts of each student.

The students are like prisoners awaiting trial, and the closer they get to the verdict, the more uneasy they become.

Two faculty members expertly removed the other notices from the railing, freed up the central chunk, and applied glue.

Director Henry meticulously pasted one ranking chart after another. Each page is carefully smoothed to ensure that there is not a trace of wrinkles, adding a bit of solemnity to the already oppressive atmosphere.

After a short time, the list was released.

The time of judgment has come.

Heaven or hell, right now.