The legend of the Bird of Paradise in the previous life was beautiful, but it was actually just a good-looking bird. But today's world of Ivar is an extraordinary world, where the ordinary things of the past seem to be covered with a layer of colorful and fantastical glass, containing countless possibilities.

Lorain Hill recounted the beautiful story of his memory to the Night Spirit, and some of the students next to him were quietly listening.

I don't know when, she was the only one on the magic locomotive, and in the ethereal and distant voice, the beautiful legend clearly reached everyone's ears.

The fallen leaves in the mountains are scattered on the side of the road, because it rained some time ago, you can occasionally see small puddles on the road, shallow puddles may not even be able to submerge the soles of shoes, but the quiet water reflects the blue sky, accompanied by the fragrance of trees and green grass in the mountains, bringing people a refreshing and comfortable.

After Loren Hill finished telling the story, the car slowly resumed its slight noise, and the students talked quietly, looking at the scenery outside the window, and occasionally teenagers and girls, secretly glancing at the opposite sex they admired.

In this way, in the forest breeze between the mountains, the Magic Island locomotive turned a large hill, and finally, a sapphire-like lake appeared in front of everyone, and on the edge of the lake was a city made of white and cyan stone bricks, the buildings of which were mostly on land, and some were submerged in water. Among them, there is a white stone tower with the lower body directly in the lake, and only a section of air bridge connects it to the main body.

Overall, due to the size of the lake, the tall castle does not appear to be very large, and does not spoil the tranquility of the lake.

"Here, this is the lakeside city, one of the four university levels."

The accompanying teacher introduced, and then the magic guide locomotive stopped on a lawn outside the city, and the students began to get off the train in an orderly manner.

The castle next to the lake is quieter than the central school building, and when you get closer, you can see the stone walls and stone walls with green moss, and the occasional vines entwined around the stone pillars of the gate and corridor, adding an ancient beauty to the building.

Some of the senior students walked through the corridors and castles, some wearing black and red uniforms, some wearing dark green and black uniforms, with a micro-badge pinned to their chests, and a blue lake and a white castle on a red background.

Some of these seniors had textbooks and notes in their hands, some had just fallen from the sky, and they had just returned from class, and they occasionally talked to each other and then parted from each other.

A group of people from Lorain Hill walked through the passages in the castle, turning the small courtyards and rooms inside, and came to a meal by water.

"This is the lake restaurant of Chengqi Academy, and it's noon, so everyone is hungry."

After the teacher asked the students to have 7-8 people at a table, sit down and rest, and then there will be some special food of Chengqi College.

A few people from Lorain Hill's dormitory and Bumantha's dormitory happened to be sitting at the same table, close to the lake, just a wooden fence and a few meters away from the clear water.

Compared with the spacious and grand dining hall in the central school building, the dining hall of Chengqi Academy is much smaller, and it is also distributed in many places, each with different customs and characteristics, and Loren Hill and the others are now staying in the "restaurant on the lake".

While waiting for the meal, some students were a little bored and put their hands into the water, and the chill came from the emerald transparent lake, which shocked the spirits of many freshmen.

After sitting for a while, lunch was served, and the fragrance of a food gradually spread across the table.

"What is this, it's delicious, crispy."

Alena scooped out a spoonful of white dices, along with a hint of red side dishes.

"This should be a lotus root."

Lorain Hill also ate a spoonful curiously, the slightly sour taste, very crisp, immediately corresponded to the memory in his mind.

"Eidolon, isn't this one very common in the East?"

Lorraine Hill asked the girl next to her curiously, with an off-white double ponytail, white and light pink decoration at the knots, and her feet in white stockings were still a little far from the ground, swaying gently under the seat, revealing a slightly cute atmosphere.

"Yes, grandma occasionally uses this and pork ribs to make soup." The night spirit looked at the lotus root and replied softly.

"Sounds pretty good." Lily also praised on the side, she is from the capital of the former Verga Alliance, Eubere, and has eaten a lot of food at home since she was a child, but this kind of thing in the East is still relatively rare.

"Does it grow in the ground? In the future, I will go back to my hometown and plant some as well. Alena guessed.

"Well, it does grow in the soil, but I guess you can't grow it." Lettice shook the folding fan in front of her, commenting maliciously on Alena's thoughts.

"When I was a child, I used to raise a lot of flowers, so I definitely didn't have a problem planting a small plant. Lettis is, obviously the eldest lady was born, and she has never been exposed to farm work at first glance. Alena responded dissatisfied.

"This ......." Lorain Hill listened to Alena's 'bold words' and wanted to laugh a little, but explained it to her anyway.

"Although the lotus root grows in the soil, in fact, it should be in the soil at the bottom of fresh water, and we eat its roots, its stems and stems are in the water, and the leaves and flowers are on the surface of the water."

"Well, it sounds complicated."

Alena, who was slowly eating food, didn't want to plant anymore, after all, her hometown was in the Southern Islands, although the sea water was abundant, but there was relatively little fresh water, and it was too luxurious to grow lotus roots.

While eating lunch, a few people chatted and compared the food of Chengqi Academy, which was more refreshing than the central campus. Lotus root, vegetables, freshwater fish, and fruits make most of the food, while other mammals have less meat, and there is not a lot of oil, and the practice is also oriental, mainly boiled, fried, steamed, and mixed, and there is no fried and barbecued.

"Look at the other side!"

"What"

"It's amazing...."

I saw that on the other side of the lake, a few hundred meters away, two figures were constantly intertwined on the surface of the lake, one in white and the other in red. The cold sword light brought up a stream of water like silk threads, and the rapidly changing figure left afterimages in the field of vision.

"Then the competition between the senior grades, it's so fast, I can't see it clearly." The students next to him shouted in surprise, and the competition on the opposite side gradually entered the white-hot stage.

"Youdao, your sword is not as fast as before, hahahahaha."

A young man with short black hair was wearing a red close-fitting dress, and the thin sword in his hand turned into nine shadows, flying rapidly in the air, like a gray light curtain, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was constantly heard in the air. He laughed and waved the sword in his hand, and as the crimson magic covered the body and body, its speed became faster and faster, and it was like rain on the surface of the water, and there were slight ripples that continued to ripple, colorful and fine.

Different from the red figure, this senior young man in white has a small range of movement, his figure seems to only move, turn, and dodge in an invisible circle, and the opponent's red figure is like a faint background color shrouding this white circle, and at the junction of red and white, there are constantly small sparks of sword blade strikes.

"Yes, but I feel stronger."

The Oriental young man, who was known as the wanderer, said with interest that he was not annoyed, the two had been friends for a long time, and they had long known and familiar each other's speaking styles.

The silver-colored sword body swung in a huge arc in the air, and the flowing water on the sword was shaken open, forming tiny droplets of water that flew away in all directions. As the tip of the sword slashed through the air, several streams of water rose from the surface of the lake beneath their feet, blocking the opponent's dodge space like a silver thread, and finally forcing it to retreat until it was slashed by the pursuing sword.

"I throw in the towel."

Seeing that the thin sword in his hand had fallen into the water, the young man with short black hair decisively admitted defeat, but several of the thin lines of water continued along the direction of the fight, flying towards the lake restaurant opposite.

"Oops."