The night was still dark, and Luo Wei hugged Shi Lute in his arms and continued to sleep against the tree until a sound of human voices came from nearby.

"We've got to get it ready by noon."

As soon as the morning dawned, Luo Wei turned his head to look, and saw a group of people busy on the lawn not far away, moving here and there, as if they were setting up a venue.

“…… This is a very important wedding, and the consuls, Mr. Plato, and Mr. Aristotle will be present, and there must be no mistakes! One of the leaders kept pushing the others.

Plato, Aristotle, and the Athenian consuls?

Luo Wei was immediately interested.

He was a little disappointed that he didn't get to see Plato yesterday, but he didn't expect to meet the opportunity to buy one get two free today, not only Plato, but also Aristotle and the then consuls of Athens.

Luo Wei thought about it, and immediately found a suitable corner to wait, while continuing to learn the summary language.

Although his level of summary language is enough for daily communication, at least on Earth, there is still a considerable distance from the true level of "not being afraid to travel all over the universe", and he still needs to study and practice hard.

Before you know it, the wedding scene is set up, and then it gradually becomes lively, and the newlyweds and more and more guests arrive, chatting and laughing with each other.

A middle-aged man with a beard arrived, and people cast respectful glances.

"Your Excellency, you're here." The bridegroom is a man of unknown age, with a Sven face, who joins the bride.

It is said that his age is unknown, because although he looks quite young, he is seriously damaged, and only a few wisps of remnants come up from both sides.

The Athenian consul laughed: "Menehimos, I naturally want to come to your wedding." ”

The consul's wife, who was present at the meeting, smiled: "Menehimos, don't you often say that mathematics is your lover, and now you have two lovers, I don't know which one you prefer?" ”

"This ......," Menehmos pondered.

The crowd was talking and laughing again.

"Mr. Plato, Mr. Aristotle." After a while, everyone in the audience got up and greeted the new guests.

The groom, Menehmos, also hurriedly went over: "Teacher." ”

Rowe looked up.

Seeing the direction of the crowd, several bachelors in white robes walked up, among them was an old white man on crutches, he was obviously extremely old, and his walking was a little unsteady, but his eyes were bright and wise, and his smile was kind.

Beside the old man Bai was a middle-aged man with a serious expression, who was carefully supporting him.

All eyes were on this old one, and these two were naturally Plato, and his protégé Aristotle.

Luo Wei watched the two men closely.

This is Plato and Aristotle, the successors of Socrates, the two of the three sages of ancient Greece. Well, I can be regarded as witnessing history.

In just a moment, how to brag about it after two thousand years, Luo Wei has already thought about it.

With the arrival of Plato, the atmosphere of the wedding is even more lively, and people laugh and bless the newlyweds.

To Rovi's surprise, Plato, although he was too old to walk a little unsteadily, was in good spirits and very active, not only giving a long message of blessing to the bride and groom, but also playing the piano on a whim.

Plato played the lyre, which was quite good, and everyone listened.

At the climax, Plato also said, "Let's have the consul's wife sing." ”

The consul's wife seemed to be a singer, and the crowd immediately cheered, and the consul's wife was invited to show her singing voice.

After playing the lyre, Plato, as an eighty-year-old man, inevitably felt tired.

He smiled with the crowd and sat down in a chair in the corner, supported by Aristotle.

"Teacher, how are you feeling?" Aristotle asked.

Plato waved his hand and said disapprehantly, "It's okay, I'll rest here for a while, you can go." ”

Aristotle nodded and returned to the wedding.

Plato sat alone in his chair, putting his cane aside, he looked up at the sky, his eyes were bright, and after a while he became sleepy, and finally slowly closed his eyes......

Luo Wei didn't think about it at first, but then suddenly remembered.

Isn't that how Plato died in history - he took a nap at his disciple's wedding and never woke up.

He learned about this at the time, and he felt sorry for the disciple for a second, and the teacher died at his wedding, which was also too unlucky.

Soon someone sensed that something was wrong with Plato, looked over, and immediately exclaimed: "Mr. Plato! ”

All the guests came over, and Aristotle hurriedly squatted beside the teacher, stretched out his hand, and then picked up the teacher, and hurriedly said as he ran: "Go and call Agamotto!" ”

However, they had not run far before an unusually tall golden young man suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Who are you?" Aristotle's face sank.

The person who came was naturally Luo Wei, and his expression was calm: "Maybe I can save Mr. Plato." ”

"Aristotle, ignore this man, let's go to Agamotto." A bachelor said.

Aristotle was silent for a while, staring at Rowe's eyes flickering slightly, and finally said, "Do you need to let the idlers leave?" ”

Luo Wei was very surprised by his words, but still nodded: "Everyone else should leave except you." ”

"You all stand out." Aristotle said.

They looked at each other and then left, leaving only Aristotle and Lovi and, of course, Plato, who seemed to be dead.

When the others dispersed, Aristotle exclaimed, "You know magic? ”

Although Luo Wei had already noticed something, he was still a little surprised when he heard this, and said, "It seems that you also understand something." ”

Then the holy light in his hands flashed, and he was given faith by healing spells. Looking at this holy radiance, Aristotle's eyes showed a look of astonishment.

The light enveloped Plato.

After a moment, Plato's brow moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Teacher!" Aristotle was pleasantly surprised.

Plato's attention was drawn to the light in front of him: "This is ......"

Aristotle lifted Plato up. However, it is clear that Plato is not injured, but has run out of oil, so that although he wakes up, he is still very weak, his eyes wandering, and his expression is wandering, as if he may fall down again at any moment.

Looking at the teacher's appearance, Aristotle sighed slightly, but still looked at Luo Wei and thanked sincerely: "Thank you for saving the teacher, you are an eternal friend of the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield." ”

Aegis Brotherhood!

Hearing this name, Luo Wei was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

No wonder Aristotle seemed to know some magic, no wonder the white-robed young man yesterday had such amazing power...... It turns out that this Académi Academy on the surface is actually one of the most mysterious organizations in the Marvel world, the Aegis Brotherhood!