So this chapter is a day of leisure life during the summer vacation, but is it just my delusion?

I always feel that Opal and V get along with each other without sprinkling sugar, and they are so sweet that they make people have all kinds of toothaches...... But this kind of stable life is also coming to an end, after all, the plot of the second grade is next, and the relevant settings about Riddle that I mentioned before will begin to be officially written.

Finally, allow me to say: In fact, it can be seen from this chapter that I am my own mother and not my stepmother. (Crowd: Get out!) ）

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Holy Grail Ace (upright): Settle with life.

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Forbidden Forest: Centaur Station

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At six o'clock in the morning, Opal woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes because of his biological clock.

The first thing that catches her eye is a magical plant that spontaneously grows into a pergola shape to help block her from the sun, and slowly shakes its wide leaves, carefully bringing a cool breeze to her sleeping.

Rubbing his eyes, stretching and sitting up to change his clothes, Opal gently patted the magical plant that came in through the window to show his gratitude.

The responses received, of course, were no exception such as "It is an honor to serve Her Royal Highness the Princess" or "Oh, Her Royal Highness the Princess is thanking me, so happy, so happy".

[Good morning, Fei Lengcui.] ]

After freshening up and walking out of the hut, Opal showed a big smile to the Philantemauld, who had already arrived outside the door, and sent his morning greetings by the way, [The weather is nice today. ]

"yes, Opal got up early."

Fei Lengcui responded with a gentle smile, "Don't you need to sleep a little longer?" ”

[Fei Leng Emerald is also very early!] This is much better than Ronan, who likes to sleep in...... Ah, I didn't speak ill of Ronan! ]

After speaking, Opal hurriedly covered his mouth and looked left and right, as if he was afraid of being settled by one of the centaurs mentioned in the words.

"Ronan was called away by Charon this morning, so ...... I didn't hear anything! ”

Seeing Opal's appearance, he couldn't help but smile, and Fei Lengcui gently smoothed Opal's hair.

[Hehe, that couldn't be better.] ]

Holding out his hand to him with a smile, Opal obediently let the centaur carry her behind him, [Where are you going today?] ]

"Didn't His Highness Opal say last time that spell practice was not effective due to the lack of actual combat?"

[Yes.] I think the spell should be practiced in real combat, otherwise it's just a piece of paper. ]

Opal looked distressed at this, and scratched his hair a little irritably, "After he became a unicorn, because he was different from when he was a human, he couldn't switch his sense of battle and the use of his abilities at all. Mr. Thestrals also said that I would like to contact more about it. ”

Riddle also knew about this and agreed with it, and there had been a record of a gaffe in front of the Norwegian Ridgeback before, so Opal felt that it was very necessary.

"We think your idea is good, too."

Turning his head to look at Opal, Fei Lengcui's eyes were full of gentleness, "However, if you have any injuries due to training, Your Highness Opal, we will be very distressed." ”

[But isn't it normal to get injured during training?] Although I know that you only care about me...... Ahh ]

She hadn't trained much with the centaurs for fear of getting hurt, and her main opponents were Ronan and Emerald - two centaurs who were weird about her.

But Opal also knew that if she really told her two centaur shalts that she wanted to increase her training, she only wanted to practice so quickly against Riddle in the secret realm of the lake......

I always felt as if something terrible was going to happen...... It's true! (Celestial sound: Opalne is the truth.) ）

But...... Riddle is too ruthless, isn't he?

As soon as she remembered the results of the last competition at the Lake's Secret Realm Training Ground, Opal couldn't help but puff up her bun face - although she knew that Riddle was very strong, yes, but it was just a practice of sparring, as for the heavy hand?

If it weren't for the fact that the healing effect of the Lake's Secret Realm had always been good, how would she explain to Fei Lengcui and Ronan how the bruises and scars on her body came from?

Of course, Opal's bun face at this moment is another matter in Fei Lengcui's eyes.

Her Royal Highness the Princess, who is serious, simple and straightforward like this, will want to love her from the bottom of her heart, right? (Tianyin: Fei Leng Cui is really continuing to fog up, support the forehead)

"I know."

Reluctantly holding back his hand to poke Fei Lengcui, who was looking at Opal's bun face, he coughed lightly and turned his head, "So, I've already asked Lord Charon for permission to use the Illusion Training Ground." ”

[Really?] ]

Opal's glasses lit up immediately, and after cheering, he hugged Fei Leng Cui's neck from behind, [Fei Leng Cui is really the best!] ]

"Be careful, don't fall!"

Hurriedly raised her hand to protect the little girl who had stood up behind her, preventing her from falling directly from herself due to excessive excitement, Fei Lengcui's expression was a little helpless.

[Ah sorry, I'm so happy.] ]

Sticking out his tongue, Opal immediately sat upright on Filene's back.

"His Highness Opal ......"

I wanted to put on a straight face and reprimand a few words, but seeing Opal's innocent and cute expression, in the end, Fei Lengcui could only turn back in frustration, "Forget it, we're leaving." Please sit tight. ”

[Okay.] ]

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Forbidden Forest: Centaur Station

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After fighting in the Centaur Fantasy Training Ground, and spending almost the entire morning, Opal was led by Philemerald's to swim and bathe in the lake, naturally in the form of a unicorn.

Because Opal, the son of Gaia, didn't actually need to eat much, and even in Hogwarts, Opal didn't have a lot of meat needs, and spent most of her time eating a variety of desserts and snacks as a staple food - and she didn't gain weight no matter how she ate, which made the Slytherin girls envious and jealous - so the lunch at noon was a variety of sweet and juicy summer fruits prepared for her by the forest animals.

After lunch, it was lunch break until about half past 13, and after getting up and washing his face, he spent nearly the whole afternoon basically spending time in the records of the centaurs and the Qi - and at the same time receiving corresponding guidance from Caron about the "Son of Gaia".

I don't know if Charon has reached a relevant agreement with the Secret Realm of the Lake, in short, although most of the information that Opal saw was provided by the Qi tribe, the person in charge of guiding and explaining it was Charon. But for Opal, memorizing this complex material doesn't take much effort.

Perhaps this is due to the genius attached to the title "Son of Gaia", because Opal's feeling that the process of teaching Karon was in fact only helping her to recall—to dig up the complex knowledge from the inherited memory of the Son of Gaia.

In other words, it is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a process of "learning" as it is "reviewing".

Of course, no matter how skilled you remember, these are only conceptual cognitions, and Opal still has a long way to go before he can integrate this knowledge through practice.

Perhaps because he liked the quietness of the relationship, Opal preferred to study the old literature himself than the teaching courses of Caron—sorting out these materials is quite tedious for others, but for Opal, it is the best way to calm his mind and clear his mind.

When the sky began to turn red and the sun cast its last glow of the day on the earth, it was time for dinner in Opal.

A little less juicy fruit than the Chinese portion, plus a little bit of the Centaur's special non-alcoholic beverage was all there was to for dinner, and then Opal would start her one-o'clock free movement with a beautiful dessert from the Qi tribe.

The forest is always quite lively at night.

The gathering of nocturnal and nocturnal creatures and the presence of well water around Opal is always quite lively, but it is very orderly under Opal's coordination.

Usually these small evenings end in an hour or so - because the diurnal creatures go back to sleep and the nocturnal creatures go out to feed.

After saying goodbye to his fellow forest friends and returning to his residence in the station, it was time for Opal to start his summer homework.

Directional magical lights glowed orange-yellow in the room, and nightingales, weavers, and golden bells sang quietly over the magical plants that peeked out of the window.

Under the cool breeze from the magic plants by the window, Opal spread out his summer vacation homework book, answering the questions above while comparing it with the book, biting the end of the pen from time to time to think.

Occasionally, she would put down the pen in her hand and look at the door of the cabin, which had been specially opened.

But after a brief moment of staring at the door with her chin propped up, her sheer self-control would turn her attention back to the task at hand.

When the slender figure of the black-haired young man quietly stepped out of the shadows outside the house and was about to step into the hut, what he saw was often the silhouette of the little girl who was lying on the desk and seriously answering her homework.

But no matter what the little girl was thinking at that time, the moment the black-haired young man stepped into the room, she would always turn her head to look at the door.

Then, on that delicate little face, a smile of satisfaction will bloom as if it has the whole world.

[Riddle, welcome back.] ]

Completely different from the usual restrained and gentle quiet voice to people, Opal's voice to Riddle was always soft and close to coquettish.

Or rather, it was only when facing Riddle that Opal's performance was more in line with her age.

"Well, I'm back."

Riddle always replied so naturally, then took off his cloak and hung it on a hanger, sat down on the wooden chaise longue on the other side of the hut, and watched the little girl smile at him, and then lowered his head again and wrote and drew in his homework book.

No matter how many orders were given outside, no matter how many incidents were set off, when Riddle stepped into the hut in the Forbidden Forest, where the centaurs were stationed, he was in a state of complete relaxation, both mentally and physically.

The pupils, which are always as red as blood, always appear in front of their subordinates, and only turn the clearest blue when they step into the hut. And the corners of his lips, which have always been tightly pursed in front of outsiders, will only bend in a soft arc after entering the hut.

This is something that only his silent girl can see, belonging to the gentle side of the "Duke of Darkness".

Between him and her silent girl, there was never a need for too many words or actions.

It's just a simple greeting and a response.

But it's real, and it builds a world that only belongs to the black-haired youth and the silver-haired girl, and no one else can intervene.

The door of the cabin closed quietly without wind.

Directional magic lights in warm tones illuminate the black-haired youth who recites on the chaise longue and the silver-haired girl who is lying on the desk and scribbling.

Peace and tranquility, like eternity.

[Riddell Riddle ......]

It wasn't until Opal had completed his holiday homework that he had set his goals for the holidays that the peace was shattered.

After arranging the books, he threw himself at Riddle who was leaning back on the chaise longue, and then nestled in his arms in his own place, and told all kinds of interesting things that had happened throughout the day.

Even if he didn't care about such trivial things, but seeing Opal so excited, Riddle probably only listened to her with a slight close eye, never agree-even such a cold performance was enough for Opal.

At least Riddle never interrupted her, and though he didn't care at all, Opal knew he was listening.

She said, and he listened.

Whether it is Opal or Riddle, they are simply enjoying the tacit understanding and warmth between the two, and what exactly they say is never a matter of matter.

[So, it would be nice if Riddle was there.] ]

The topic always ends with a statement like this.

"It's the same when you hear you."

Blue eyes narrowed slightly, caressing the bright silver hair, Riddle's mood was always good at this moment, "You worked hard, not bad." ”

For Riddle, that's pretty good commencement.

[But I always feel like it's not enough.] There are many things I don't understand......]

Contented with Riddle's arms, Opal closed his eyes in the familiar breath and the sound of his heartbeat, [though, once in a while, I wanted to hear about Riddle.] ]

"The time has not yet come."

Someday, though, she'll be told.

For she was his silent girl, destined to stand by his side and walk with him.

[Well, Opal got it.] ]

What Riddle didn't say, Opal was an inexplicable intuitive understanding. So he continued to talk to him like this, without saying a word, until the small whispering finally faded away.

After making sure that Opal was asleep in his arms, Riddle gently placed her in the hammock in the room.

This is the gentleness that belongs to Opal alone.

The cloak was sent back to it, and the azure eyes were covered with a blood-colored haze again. The black figure that walked back into the shadows announced the end of a day that was close to the same.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the silver-haired girl who had fallen asleep, and the smile of satisfaction on her lips.