"Tell me what is the deal between Bashils and you?" Consitine Dante asked coldly, that man would never let people out of his control, everything had gone according to his script from the first time he met him, that is to say, he would never have escaped from Bashiles's script if he fell into the hands of Preskas. Because in that case and that person does not do anything, it is absolutely impossible.

"Are you so sure?" Preskars didn't deny it, but asked with a slight squint.

"Are you the kind of person who is willing to be used by others?" Constance Dante asked rhetorically.

"Not really, but I wonder why you're always willing to live passively according to someone else's script. Don't you want to break free from that person? Preskars looked at Constance Dante, and his words became sharp and aggressive.

"Because I'm tired, I tried to adapt the script ten years ago," said Dante Constante, feeling a little tired and sad, "but I paid a price, and it was too painful to get ten years of peace." I can't afford to pay the high price now. ”

"Or is it because of Sophia?"

"It's not just Sophia, I now know that I have a lot of people to protect." Constance Dante replied lightly that he was no longer the same person he used to be, not only for himself but also for those he wanted to protect. Whether it's Vivien or Berthes, he still owes them an explanation, and he can't watch himself lose them because he can't do anything about it.

"yes, what a surprise to me!" Preskars looked at Constance Dante and muttered, nodded and admitted, "Indeed, I have an agreement with him. But I promised him, so it's impossible to tell you what's going on. ”

Constance Dante was noncommittal, "That's your own choice, I won't interfere, we're just a partnership after all." With that, Constance Dante walked straight away.

"Where are you going?" Preskars didn't expect Cons Dante to leave.

"I'm more familiar with this place than you, so I shouldn't be needed for the time being, right? I want to visit an old friend and don't know if he's still here. Constance Dante replied indifferently without looking back, and disappeared into the winding forest path.

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"Andrew! Andrew! Where did you die, boy? Open the door with me! The knock on the door woke up the already tired young man in the warehouse, and the knock on the iron door almost burst his eardrums. But the people outside the door still didn't seem to stop, and the shrill voice was like a hyena howling in the night.

Andrew got up from his rudimentary wooden bed, knowing that his nightmare was about to begin again.

"Teacher Charlie, wait, I'm coming!" Andrew, who hadn't slept all night last night, was finally able to take a nap, but the man outside was not ready to give himself a good time.

Charlie wasn't much of a teacher, just an incompetent storekeeper. But he let Andrew call him that way in private, to satisfy a little vanity, so that he could brag when he went out drinking.

There wasn't a single light inside, so Andrew had to fumble his way open the door to the warehouse, and the glare of the sunlight made it impossible for him to adapt to it all at once. But a slap in the face stunned him.

"Why didn't you open the door until now? Are you deaf kid? The drunken man muttered, the smell of alcohol was disgusting. It's hard to believe that such a person can actually make a living in an aristocratic academy, but even in such an elegant and noble place, there are some "inferior" talents to do. For example, tidying up and cleaning the college's warehouses is a physically demanding, time-consuming, and dirty job. Even the cleaning staff hired by the college were unwilling. The college had to find some people from the lower town to do the work.

"Ahem, stinky boy. Lao Tzu didn't take you in, I didn't let you eat and wait for death! The man said viciously, and he couldn't help but voice like a hyena, and the greasy and messy bird's nest head, coupled with the unhealthy complexion and bony physique caused by excessive drinking, made this man look like an old hyena on the grassland. But his hand strength was not small at all, and the slap knocked Andrew dizzy.

Andrew silently stood up from the ground, he did not resist, but bowed his head obediently. It's not because he can't beat Charlie, after all, he's also a young man of twenty, but if he doesn't obey, then Andrew can't stay here anyway.

Charlie burped and glanced at Andrew with satisfaction, he was just looking for fault, but he was very satisfied with Andrew's submissive attitude, which had become a daily rule. "Come with me to the warehouse area later, there are a few things you need to take care of. Tonight is the same as yesterday! ”

It was another demanding job, but Andrew didn't complain. Because he doesn't have that qualification.

Although Charlie is a warehouse manager, he has been working for several years, and the poor working environment has caused him to suffer from asthma. He was bound to lose his job, but this shrewd fellow specifically sought out the Herod wanderers in the lower city to help him with his work. Although his salary is not much, it is still not a problem to take care of a meal. Andrew is already content, as long as he can stay here, it's better than anything else.

It's just that two years have passed, will that person still come?

Charlie looked at Andrew again, he was the only one who was the most pleasing to the eye in the past few years, although he didn't like this wooden character, but obedience was the first place. And Charlie didn't have to be afraid that the other party would replace him, after all, Herod's identity was not accepted by the Academy.

"Hurry up and come with me, a few professors bought those things today at a great price, you can be careful for me then!" Charlie cursed.

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"Excuse me, this young lady, how to get to the academy warehouse?" The strange young man in front of her suddenly appeared in front of Christine, and she had to stop.

Although the girl did not have the typical edge of the aristocracy, at least the sudden appearance of the young man in front of her was still a little presumptuous.

Young people use aristocratic etiquette, and a proper dress can blind most people's eyes. But Christine could still see the stiffness in the action.

"Aren't you a student at the academy?" Christine was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that there are no new students now, how can anyone not know the way. She seemed a little suspicious of the other party's identity, but she still maintained her demeanor. After all, there have been cases of ill-intentioned people infiltrating the academy before, so the academy's guards are strict, and most of the female students are wary of strange men's faces.

"It's true that I'm not a student here, but I'm an assistant to Professor Preskas. I was separated from him just now. The young man did not shy away from it at all, and replied calmly.

"Professor Preskas?" Christine's reaction was obviously surprised, although she didn't fully believe it, but she was much less wary of the man in front of her.

So Christine took a moment, pointed in the direction of the other party and said, "Go ahead to the third intersection and turn right." I still have classes, so I can't take you there. After saying that, the girl hurried away with the book in her arms.

"Thank you..." Constance Dante didn't have time to say hello, and the girl disappeared. Sure enough, this girl is better communicative, there have been several people before, Constance Dante has returned, I thought that the road here is easy to navigate, but I didn't just forget that there was a change Cons Dante was lost.

"I don't know if Andrew will keep our promise." Constance Dante sighed with emotion and walked in the direction pointed by the noble girl・・・・・・