In a small table for two in the corner of a restaurant called "Honey Lemon" near Santa Philippe College, Harold and Edith are waiting for the food to be served.

"Now, the first time we invite you to dinner, don't keep a cold face and don't speak. You've been sleepwalking since you left Mother Ephemia. Edith kicked Harold lightly in the shin with her foot.

The latter snorted and did not speak, but pressed his face to the dining room table a little depressed.

The whole body of this table is made of dark crystal, the top is very cool, and it is very comfortable to stick to the side of the face. The crystal lamp overhead emits an orange light, and the person who illuminates it is warm and just wants to doze off.

"I'm so tired! And I've finally embarked on the path of eating soft rice?! Harold thought as he walked dreary and was dragged by Edith to a dining room near St. Philan's College.

Harold was very dismissive of this kind of restaurant with a high-end environment, exquisite ingredients, beautiful appearance, but lackluster taste (mainly because he had no money and crossed it out). And I think that the various dishes I make are so high that I don't know where to fool students.

But if someone treats you today, it's a different matter, don't eat for nothing. He didn't have the energy to cook dinner today, and he didn't have much time to think about how Edith, a little girl who didn't look at him, would invite him to dinner.

Harold leaned his head sideways on the table and said nothing, and Edith couldn't do anything about this guy, so she didn't speak anymore but turned her head away, holding her chin and looking out the window boredly at the street scene.

The owner of the restaurant clearly knows how to run a business, and the tables are almost always designed for two to four people, each table is separated by a soundproof crystal wall, giving the dining space a certain amount of freedom and relative privacy for customers. Needless to say, the target of the service is definitely young students. Harold scanned the entire restaurant in a bored manner and estimated the ratio of men and women in the restaurant, and found that the ratio was close to 1:1.

Harold couldn't help but complain in his heart: "What the hell is this place to pick?!" This kind of place is where men happily or unhappily pay for it under the dual effects of hormones and dopamine, and think about it with their fingernails, and they know that it is very expensive! It's really a loser, burned. But forget it, it's not my money this time anyway. ”

Harold thought to himself when suddenly a familiar face came into view.

"This man seems to know? Where have you seen it? ”

It was a red-haired girl, followed by a flaxen-haired teenager.

Both wore the uniforms of St. Pherland's College. The girl in a women's black suit and a dark blue short skirt has a noble temperament and a charming temperament, while the young man's delicate face is childish, although the aura of the two is not very compatible, but it is a beautiful pair.

"Oooh! I remember! It seems that it used to be from Edith's club.,One of the preparatory harem groups that is interesting to the good old man of Mr. Y! I haven't seen a man, but it looks like I've found a new boyfriend. It's okay, it's okay, even if that thing is over. ”

The red-haired girl also seemed to see Edith and Harold, and walked over to the table where they were with her male companion.

"Popestle-san, what a coincidence." The red-haired girl ignored Harold, who was lying on the table, and greeted Edith directly. "You're coming to dinner too?"

Edith turned her head, her face was first slightly surprised, then her lips pursed tightly, and she replied without being salty: "Well, it's really a coincidence, Marina-san." ”

Edith's expression changes were all seen by Harold, and he frowned slightly, already knowing in his heart that these two people had something they didn't know in private.

Marlena didn't care about Edith's cold face, and took a few steps forward enthusiastically, holding the black crystal table with her white left hand, and getting closer to Edith, as if the intimate whispers of a close friend in her boudoir.

"Uh-huh, the food in this shop is still quite exquisite, I occasionally come here to eat, is it the first time that Edith-san has come like this?"

"It's the first time." Edith grimaced, her lips tightened, and she replied only with a short sentence.

Harold sighed in his heart: "It's not okay to have joy, anger and sorrow on your face, stupid girl." Well, I'm not much better, though. ”

"Oh!" Marina nodded. "Then Edith doesn't know the signature dish of this restaurant? It would be a shame if you didn't order the signature dish once. ”

"I don't know the way." Edith paused word by word. "Do you want to tell me?"

"It's a dish of honey-roasted lamb, and the extra honey for this dish is only produced in the northernmost ice forest of the northern island nation of Etrevan, and this honey is dug up from the hive protected by the 'Ice Bee'. I heard that the 'Ice Bee' can kill people with just a few of them, and the blood of this person who is stung to death will freeze to death. The beekeepers who collect this honey are nicknamed "honey hunters" and "dancers under the stinger", so you can imagine how difficult it is to collect this honey. Marina began to talk as if no one was around.

"As for the mutton." Marina smiled charmingly and leaned closer to Edith. "If you want a black-headed eastern goat that is half a year old, it is best to live in the grassland pastures in the eastern part of the continent. From the grasslands of the eastern part of the continent to the academy city, this means that the ewes have to be rushed here when they are in birth or when the lambs are just born, and the mortality rate of the lambs along the way is extremely high, but after half a year of sea or land transportation, their final fate is to be served on the table and made into dishes. It's embarrassing. ”

Speaking of this, Marina seemed to suddenly remember something, and she raised her voice slightly so that the customers at the surrounding tables could hear clearly: "Well, I remember that Edith's father seems to run a large ranch in the eastern part of the continent. I just don't know if the black-headed Dongshan goat meat used in this restaurant's signature dish is provided by Edith's classmates? ”

Harold's eyelids jumped suddenly: "It's not simple, it's not simple." This woman seems to be of a very high rank! Why didn't you see it before? ”

Harold looked up from the table, and sure enough, Edith on the other side of the table blushed at this time, and fire was about to burst out in her big beautiful eyes, but in addition to anger, there was more helplessness in it.

Marina went around in a big circle, and finally tactfully pierced Edith's heart with the soft thorn of "the civilian nouveau riche of the eastern steppe".

Harold gave a light kick to Edith's calf, a gentle kick that made her eyes widen in annoyance and turn to Harold's face.

Harold immediately gave her a look: "How do you usually scare me, do you remember?" Slap her with the attitude that usually scolds me! It's not uncommon for us to do anything with her, just move your mouth and kill her! ”

Edith seemed to get some strength from Harold's determined gaze, and took a few deep breaths to calm her agitated mood.

She sneered: "Well, you're right, but what! Edith raised her voice. According to what we know, this kind of sheep must be pure-blooded with the highest price, and mutton is the best. And once there are more mixed bloods, the meat will lose its original deliciousness, and eventually its value will plummet. ”

"Is this a satire on the so-called division of the main family of the nobles? Looking at people by blood is very much in line with the tradition of the nobility of the Salga Empire. It seems that this Miss Marina is a branch of some powerful family. Stupid girl did a nice job. Harold thought to himself, but he remained silent, with an expression of continuing to drink tea and watch the play.

Marlena didn't seem angry, and she was about to speak, but the silent flaxen-haired young man who had been standing behind her turned pale at this time, and he scolded in a low voice: "Barbarian commoners! ”

It seems that this little ghost has been spoiled by his family!

"Huh? What are you muttering about this face-to-face classmate? It's a little soft! Can you say it out loud again. Harold turned his head to support his chin with the back of his hand, raised his head, and looked at the flaxen-haired young man with meaningful eyes, his lips as pink as cherry blossoms slightly raised, delicate as flowers.

Harold's hair was scattered over his forehead, and he was lazily (seductively?) Staring at the young man, the flaxen-haired boy felt some kind of dangerous aura in the air, and he swallowed involuntarily.

Women often use special secret body language or eye contact with each other to communicate with each other, while men always seem to speak straightforwardly, but in fact, men also have this kind of hidden language, often when they meet for the first time, and two men are wary of each other.

Harold was provoking with his eyes, the kind of provocation that males do to males: contempt, disdain, hostility, threat, banter.

The flaxen-haired boy was first stunned by Harold's eyes, and immediately judged that Harold was a man, and then couldn't help but be angry. No one had ever stared at him with such provocative eyes, not to mention that the other party was a man who looked more delicate than a woman, such a strong contrast made his instinctive anger no longer controllable, and this spoiled child left behind the family's earnest entrustment and Marina's exhortation just now.

"I say! Impudent, lowly, savage, commoner! I said it again, what can you do to me? The flaxen-haired boy almost shouted, he didn't know Harold's specific identity, but in his more naïve perception, it wouldn't be a nobleman who dined at the same table with the "common people herding sheep" (although Harold wasn't a nobleman).

This shout attracted the attention of everyone in the entire restaurant.

A clever waiter over there saw that the two teenagers at the table were wearing the uniforms of St. Phelan College, and quickly put down the tray and trotted to find the boss. The patrons at the other tables were silent, watching all this indifferently, and the good etiquette education made them just watch the conflict from the sidelines.

"Bang bang bang."

Harold applauded, and he sneered in his heart: "The rank is really low, and it will explode if you provoke it." That's good! The nameless fire that Lao Tzu has saved these days is worried that there is nowhere to send it. ”

"I think this young man is right!" Harold applauded, and he stood up, spreading his hands out to face the crowd in the dining room, as if he were performing a play in public. "But I would like to ask you a more aristocratic question for this young man, if someone scolds him for being a wild seed in front of a nobleman of normal courage, how will the bastard solve this matter?"

"A duel with a sword, of course!" Someone at the table in the distance answered.

"Hey, your family history is really old enough, how many years ago was this old way? I'm in favor of muskets, it's more exciting. Someone at the table on the other side also responded.

"Hey, don't forget that we're from the Academy of Magic. Magic is an ancient killing technique, and I think of course you still vote for magic, and you can beat it with magic. ”

"The previous alumni, we have to be decent, we must know the etiquette, how bad the impact of indiscriminate fights and broken bottles and cans! It's better to slowly play conspiracy tricks in daily life, and play each other to death little by little. In this way, you can slowly enjoy the pleasure of cat scratching mice. The table next to the door also spoke.

"Conspirators!" Many people meditate in their hearts.

Everyone watched the scene in front of them with amusement, most of the second ancestors came from families who could "eat people with a smile without spitting out bones", and some of them knew that Harold was very good at physical skills, and catching a magician in a space full of obstacles like a restaurant was like catching a chicken. And everyone saw that Harold was just joking, and he had completely overwhelmed the other side in terms of momentum alone.

Secondly, Harold and Edith are both wearing the uniforms of the college, and even if they don't deal with each other, they can only tactfully ridicule, which is also a kind of recognized unspoken rule in the house. Whether Harold and Edith were commoners or aristocrats, scolding each other for their low class, what were the alumni who wore the same uniforms as them? A down-and-out aristocrat? This is tantamount to slapping a group of people in the face.

So let's teach this little cub who doesn't know the rules a lesson, and the alumni of the whole restaurant won't interfere.

Someone over there had already begun to chant spells to set up magical barriers, ready to watch the excitement and prevent the ripples of the fight.

Harold glanced sideways at the flaxen-haired boy, who had never seen such a formation? His face flushed.

Harold looked at Edith slightly, and Nizi immediately shook her head gently at him, and Harold gave her a "I have my own measure" look.

Harold said in his heart: "This stupid girl can't bear it in front of me, but also honestly!" Sure enough, I still have to show her how to deal with it. ”

As for the red-haired girl Marina, she didn't say anything about the farce in front of her, but just stood silently. Harold vaguely guessed what this woman was thinking about now, so the evaluation of "a woman with a high rank" was automatically upgraded to "an incredible woman".

"Alumni, you nobles have aristocratic solutions, and I, a small commoner, naturally have a commoner's native method, for commoners there is no need for more fancy methods, this matter can be solved with just fists."