Seraf.

"Isn't Deres here yet?" Someone asked.

"This guy has always been the first to arrive, so nothing will happen, right?"

"What could happen to him...... He's the smartest of our group. I guess eighty percent of it was the Shadow Footsteps who simply abandoned us. After all, that's where he's going to go after graduation......"

"Not necessarily, I remember he went to see Master Roy a day or two ago, and then disappeared......"

The pressure suddenly came to Roy's side, including Fello too.

Not everyone is as friendly with Roy as Dreas is, and the mage is synonymous with withdrawal and apathy in the eyes of all—even though he initiated the operation.

The mage pursed his lips, ignoring them.

"Cut, weirdo."

The do-gooder whispered.

"Alright, alright." Philo had no choice but to come forward to play a round, "Lord Roy, tell me about your plan, besides, there seems to be a new member today?" ”

Roy nodded, leaning slightly sideways, allowing the short girl behind him to stand in front of everyone.

The girl wore a huge peaked mage hat that wrapped herself tightly, and now she had to raise her hat with two hands to greet everyone.

"His Highness Fellowo." Vivien bowed slightly, and as soon as she lowered her head, her hat covered herself again. Loy couldn't take it anymore and reached out to take her hat so that the shy Miss Mage stood in front of everyone.

"Vivien?" Philo exclaimed.

The Third Prince was no stranger to Vivien because he studied under Mr. Bednar, who was also a registered member of the Mage Guild.

"What? The monster who lasted 27 hours in the magic infusion zone? ”

"So this is Vivien......"

"She doesn't look as good as she thought she would be......"

Exclamations erupted all around, and Philo couldn't help frowning, warning his mouthy subordinates with his eyes.

It's okay to talk about this kind of thing behind the scenes, and what kind of truth is it to say it in person.

"Yes, it's me."

Miss Vivien didn't seem to be like the other mages, at least she didn't have a temper commensurate with her strength, and seeing that everyone knew her, she simply didn't want to introduce herself, so she took back her hat to cover her face, and hid behind Roy again, as if the hat was her essence.

Roy shrugged helplessly.

When he heard that Lucien had returned to the academy and joined Samuel's camp, he immediately thought of pulling rescuers. He contacted Ariel the "Grand Duke of Anjou" and a few other cadets he had met regularly at the shooting range, and then headed straight for the Mage Guild, knowing that many of the students who had joined the Guild had recently returned to school, as evidenced by the list of magical infusions.

However, the truth is very cruel, few people in the huge mage association are willing to believe him, believe in the "hope" (he himself has no hope) threatened by a young mage who is not even at the level of the four rings. After all, he couldn't show what the so-called "hope" was, he did trust Mu Yan wholeheartedly, but he couldn't let others do the same.

In the end, the only one willing to believe in him was this Miss Vivien.

Interestingly, he had heard that the latter's teacher was notoriously short-tempered and pessimistic in the Society, and that she should have stood among the crowd that opposed and ridiculed her, but this Miss Vivien's temper was the exact opposite of that of Lord Farkass, who was so stupid that she didn't seem to know anything but magic...... As if 27 hours of appalling results came at a price. So Roy had to take her with him personally.

The group finished rectifying and entered the game warehouse one after another.

It didn't take long for Samuel's men to capture their movements in the holy monastery of Caroling's royal capital.

"Great, I knew they had a little move!"

Samuel got up and said excitedly, while letting his subordinates continue to keep an eye on them, and at the same time entrusting the people of the Holy See to keep an eye on the few mage students who were friends with Roy.

In stark contrast to his excitement, Barry looked a little overwhelmed, while Lucien was holding a thick copy of the General History of Caroline and looking at it gracefully.

Noticing Samuel's gaze, he didn't lift his eyelids.

"I'm not going to do it."

"Why?"

"It is a great shame to fight for an apostate."

"You ......"

Samuel was speechless for a moment, and the anger came to his lips but he couldn't say it.

"Smack"

Lucien closed the book and sneered:

"The lord you were loyal to was killed by the Holy See, and now he has twisted his life. Instead of being outraged, you're trying to erase those who know about that history...... The loyalty of the nobles seems to you to be nothing more than words, Lord Samuel, I thought you had really improved, but I didn't expect you to follow your father's old path. ”

"Who are you to instruct me?" Samuel sneered: "Your Excellency's father, isn't Lord of Gaine also a person who is 'the head of the rat at both ends' and 'swaying from side to side'? ”

Lucien's face turned cold in an instant, and his eyes stared at him calmly.

Even in Seraf, Samuel felt a chill spread across his spine, and the cold hairs on his neck stood on end. He gritted his teeth and glared back, not to be outdone.

In the middle of the night, Lucien suddenly chuckled.

"Childish."

The pressure suddenly lightened, and Samuel breathed in the air as if he had been holding his breath underwater for a long time.

"I'm not like him," Lucien smiled, "so don't count on me." ”

……

……

In the evening, Philo came to Moon Creek Manor.

He didn't know anything about the past, present, and future of what was going to happen near the manor, and he had just come to visit Shireen as usual.

After dinner, Shireen asks about the dungeon.

"Master Roy said that when Lord Merlin threw his staff before he died in battle, he was forced to leave the dungeon and vaguely saw that the staff had become a tower, and then it was dark in front of him, and he knew nothing. He said that if we want to deal with the Holy See, we must find that tower. Fei Luo said with some emotion: "After so long, I also understand the intention of Teacher Mu Yan, he seems to want us to understand how important it is to respect history, and people who have not experienced it personally cannot understand the feeling of being forgotten." The Jialan people are about to abandon the legacy of the past, and we can't watch it happen. ”

Hearing this, Xilin couldn't help but chuckle, she remembered that day when Fei Luo just got out of the carriage and almost made a fuss to Mu Yan, this teacher is really good at playing with people's hearts.

"Laugh, you know ...... laugh"

Philo couldn't help pinching Shirin's nose, and the girl was not to be outdone, her two little white hands pinched Philo's face left and right, pulling them into all kinds of strange looks.

The brother and sister frolicked for a while, when they were interrupted by the servant who came in to deliver the fruit.

Philo peeled off a kiwi fruit and brought it to Shirin's mouth, who took a big bite and asked vaguely, "Are you ready for my birthday present?" ”

"Huh?"

Philo was startled, then lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Hehehe...... What a gift...... Hey hey ......"

"What! You forgot! Shireen waved her pink fist: "You forgot your cute sister's birthday!" This is a real fifteen-year-old, quasi-coming-of-age ceremony! You're so bad!! ”

"Hey, hey, hey......"

"You're still laughing! Still laughing! Just know how to laugh! ”

The girl's pink fist smashed loudly, and Philo smirked vigorously, and after a while, she was tired of smashing before glaring at him angrily.

"Tired, aren't you?"

"Humph!"

"Silly girl. Just kidding, how could I forget. Philo smiled, gently grabbed Shireen's soft twing, rubbed her fingers for her, and then pulled out a delicate little box like a trick.

"I'll open it again tonight."

He kissed the girl lightly on the back of her hand and walked away.