"Three people ...... together?"

Wellett was stunned for a moment.

"Yes. After the journey, the three of us can act together and not be separated. There were very few people sent by the Rasputin school to participate in the spring hunt, but I was in the center of the group with the largest number of people, and when the two sides were combined, it was not easy for others to notice. ”

Scotti was explaining to herself, but Willett was puzzled: she ...... Why did she care so much about "Ricardo", the stranger who appeared in front of her for the first time?

Could it be that the poem saw through the disguise and noticed the identity of the teacher?

No, it can't be.

Without prior explanation, Villelet thought it would be difficult for even herself to perceive the truth.

And, if Scotti had really guessed that Ricardo Isaac was Raspuchin Nowikh, she would have quickly understood that the present situation was the result of the willful decisions of a wizarding leader.

With his friend's usual way of doing things, and his mature and rational personality, it is impossible for him to come and disturb Lord Rasputin.

In other words, she really wanted to protect Ricardo, the person she met for the first time.

Welllit noticed that her friend's expression was serious, not like a casual remark. She realized that there might be a reason for this that she didn't understand......

"What the hell is going on?"

The two girls are ostensibly laughing and talking to Richard, but in fact they are having a more important conversation in private correspondence – a common occasion for wizards to have to "do two things".

"Why do you care so much about him?"

"Lord Rasputin took care of me before, and although he probably doesn't care about such a trivial matter, I still want something in return."

As she spoke, she glanced at Richard beside her.

"I don't care about this person, but I want to fulfill Lord Rasputchin's request. Since the one who sent this man to the wasteland, I naturally had to help him in this task. Willy, you think the same way I do, right? ”

“...... Indeed it is. ”

But that's not what she wants to confirm.

"Poetry, are you worried about anything? Do you think that in this spring hunt, there is a high chance that there will be some kind of threat that I cannot deal with alone, and that I need to join forces with you to protect Mr. Ricardo, who is not good at fighting? ”

Willett recalls what her teacher said to her on that day:

It's an extraordinary journey, and it's likely to lurk with great danger. There are even the rulers of the Holy Alliance, for whom the shadow of the Holy See hangs over......

"You're so sharp, Willy. Sure enough, it's hard to hide this kind of thing from you, you look over there. ”

Poeti quietly guided her friend with her eyes.

"See?"

The blonde witch saw that the mountain people who had been dancing the mysterious dance in the square disappeared and were replaced by a group of people in white hoods.

The loose robes were covered from head to toe, and their faces were covered by a draped scarf. The surface is an abstract eye-like pattern composed of golden lines.

Because of this dress, others can't tell the gender and age of this group of people at all.

They lined up neatly and said nothing. Compared to the noisy wizards of the Magic Tower, the white-robed people are like a group of silent ghosts.

"They're the Stargazers of Greenwich......"

Wellwright heard Richard's voice. She looked at her friend suspiciously.

"Greenwich?"

"The mysterious country across the sea, the City of Fog—they came from the observatory in the middle of that city, and they were members of the Royal Astronomical Society."

The silver-haired girl's eyelids drooped.

"I heard that they are also related to the Shipton family. ...... You know, it's the wizarding family that has the bloodline of an old nun who was called the 'Witch of Prophecy' by the Holy See hundreds of years ago. ”

"You think they're dangerous?"

"Not necessarily. But there must have been other intentions on the part of the group. ”

The witch remembered that the group had been invited by Longman Hall; Including the goals of this spring hunt, they were all proposed by this person. The teacher also reminded her to pay attention to Mr. Hall's purpose.

...... Did you hear anything about the poem from your own teacher?

"Okay, I promise you."

Villerett no longer hesitated and nodded in agreement.

She had no reason to refuse, especially if she couldn't divulge her teacher's identity.

"But before I can do so, I have to ask for the consent of Mr. Ricardo......"

Hearing this, Shi Kodi asked rhetorically, slightly surprised

"Is that necessary? Could he still reject a proposal from a chief student? ”

"Uh......" Villelet said quickly, a little embarrassed, "I just forgot, maybe I haven't adapted to this identity yet." ”

"Well, maybe it's a good opportunity. How about learning from him how to train his own henchmen? Poeti winked at her and said half-jokingly, "If you don't understand, I can help educate him." ”

Suddenly, Welllight had a bad feeling.

"Don't mess around, poetry! The teacher values him very much, even if it's me......"

"How so? Didn't I say I was going to protect Mr. Ricardo, did I? ”

Villerett was certainly not afraid of such things. Even regardless of the difference in strength, it is impossible for Sykodi to hurt others at will. She was worried that her friend would anger the teacher because he didn't have enough awe and behaved rudely......

...... With yourself by your side, it shouldn't be too intense to have a conflict, right?

Wellrit thought to herself.

It's just that this matter still has to be reported to the teacher.

*

In the VIP room of the audience, there were also two figures standing side by side, overlooking the group of white-robed people in the square below.

One of them was a middle-aged man with a beard on his lips and a red wine glass in his hand, and the other was a young man with black hair.

He wore the same white robes as the stargazers, except that he did not wear a scarf that covered his face. The young man's hair, which was longer than that of the average girl, was draped from the back and held in place with a short wooden hairpin.

"The hunting party sent out by your side is really full of young people...... I have heard from others that the Magic Tower has been resting on its laurels for thousands of years because of its strict rules, and now it is a place where the sun sets and the sun sets and the twilight is gloomy. In fact, it seems that this is not the case, and the real old ones are those of us who are obsessed with looking up at the starry sky year after year, but have forgotten that thousands of years have passed in the world. It's enviable. ”

“…… Aren't you a young man, Your Excellency? ”

The man who was called the "hall owner" smiled, neither affirming nor denying it.

Longman Hall lowered his glass, his eagle-sharp gaze scanning back and forth over the man.

"What is the purpose of the Pavilion Master's personal visit this time?"

"First of all, I would like to express my sincere gratitude. Thank you for your help, Lord Hall, we have the opportunity to come to this wilderness and participate in the annual spring hunt of the Magic Tower......"

"Based on our 'observations' of the past, you and Lord Howard were undying enemies a hundred years ago. So, I was quite surprised when he said he would help us connect with you, one of the Steppenwolves. ”