Chapter 153: This Time Is Different From The Past
"It seems to me that the attitude of these people is not friendly to you."
Needless to say, Willett had already noticed it the moment she stepped into the council hall.
The wide ground is shiny and shiny, and the head is overheaded by a curved dome, full of solemnity and majesty, like the church architecture of the Bodova region.
Beneath the dome was a round table, beside which stood three people: Reid Joyce, a pupil of spell legend Rorell Garcia, a ruffian-like wizard; Mars Percy, a student of Life Legend Illekla Ifline, a young man with disc glasses; And...... Marion Green's student, her former friend Duncan David.
Seeing the two girls stepping into the room together, except for Mr. Percy, who was looking at him with a normal stranger's gaze, the other two had some bad intentions in their eyes.
Reed Joyce didn't need to say much, the two had clashed over words more than once,
This guy is a thorn, causing trouble everywhere, and there is no one with him at the top level.
The lowly will fear him, and the young wizard of equal rank will hate him, and the sight of him will be like a mad dog; And even the masters of various schools with higher status and strength, because of this person's status as the chief student, and his rumored relationship with the legendary witch Rorell Garcia, will not choose to deal with this kind of person.
In the past, Villelet was very disgusted with him.
And the other one......
When Duncan Davy chose to betray her at that time, he had already parted ways, and the two are now torn opposites.
Duncan is said to have been lying in the hospital some time ago and was attacked while in a coma, causing him to stay in the hospital bed for an extended period of time; However, for now, it seems that his body has been cured.
The treatment of the chief student is different. Verlittle thought with a little emotion that she had never been treated with such wholehearted care before she met Lord Rasputchin.
Then she saw the young man's gaze towards her
It was a gaze full of sharpness, hostility and malice.
It's like the gentle disguise in the past was torn off and torn off, revealing the bloody hideous face inside.
The essence of this man, like that of most of the people in the tower, is a beast, a greedy wolf that can never be fed.
How naΓ―ve she was in the past, just because the other party treated her words and deeds more enthusiastically than others, she would be stupid, moved, and blinded, and she never saw through his true face and treated the other party as a friend......
Thankfully, that's all in the past.
To the surprise of even the witch herself, when she saw Duncan, her heart was undisturbed, without any ups and downs, and she could not feel the slightest hint of anger or sorrow; It's like being a stranger to yourself.
At this time, Willett suddenly realized that since when, in his heart, in that years-long time, has been completely left behind.
In just a few days, all the memories of life within the Grimm School had begun to blur.
β¦β¦ If she can't remember, she can't remember, she thought, except for the time spent with Sycodi, all that fills her life is nothing more than lackluster and boring, nothing to remember.
Willett Edward's new life began from the moment he woke up from the sickbed and the teacher took the initiative to find the door.
"Willy, don't be upset later."
Sykodi whispered to her as she reminded.
"The fact that you lost your mana, but was made an exception by Mr. Rasputin to be accepted as the chief student, has now spread throughout the tower, and this matter has caused a lot of trouble. ...... You know, the situation is different now, and the sense of awe that people used to have hidden in their hearts is slowly disappearing, stimulated by their respective leaders. β
"They can't blame a wizard leader's decisions on the surface, but they can still provoke you with words."
"Don't worry."
Wellett smiled calmly.
"I won't take it personally. I don't care what they say. β
Poeti stared at her best friend's face in silence, and after a moment turned her head away.
"Well, I believe you. You really don't have anything to care about right now...... As long as you have Lord Rasputin who values you, it's fine. β
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"She's jealous of you."
His Excellency Solo commented sharply.
"This woman is jealous of the trust you have in the wizard."
Wellett ignored him. However, the little man standing on her shoulder did not give up, and then asked again with ill intentions:
"Witch, since she's your best friend, why don't you give up your place to him now?"
"I can't do it. It's not something I can decide. β
Villerit replied in consciousness.
"Hmph, that's just your excuse, right? But then again, I don't see how the masked man is so attractive, how the young and beautiful little girls are rushing to ...... one by one."
The witch couldn't listen anymore and directly banned the noisy Solo through the contract.
"Hey, what are you two whispering over there?"
Reid Joyce, who was sitting in a chair with his legs crossed and his hands behind his head, yelled at them.
"Does this have anything to do with you? Mr. Joyce. β
Sycodi's face was mildly smiling, and her tone was soft and soft, but she didn't even look at him.
The silver-haired girl took graceful steps and walked unhurriedly to her own seat, which was the first one facing the doorway.
Crystal heels echoed across the marble floor, the hem of her snow-white pleated skirt swayed, and her long, supple ponytail swayed slightly behind her.
"Tsk."
Reed snorted coldly, but didn't say anything more.
Silent as she followed her friend, she sat down in a chair next to her.
......
The witch didn't lie.
Just like when faced with Duncan David's hostile gaze, whatever others say to her, she will only turn a deaf ear.
"Your Excellency Zoro, do you think I can use my newly learned ability to kill all the people here?"
She reopened the exchange of consciousness.
"It's easy."
The other party said without hesitation.
"The gods of the Sun-Worship Cult are not something that ordinary wizards can fight against. Remember, whatever kind of ability you take from the Tree of Faith, you are using 'divine power', which is inherently different from magic, and even an extraordinary person of a higher rank than you can be seriously injured if the other person does not know your identity. β
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The corners of the witch's mouth couldn't help but raise for a moment, and then they retracted. With her hands on her knees, she looked like a well-behaved student sitting upright in the eyes of others.
"It seems that I really don't have to worry too much about them."
Wellett replied inwardly.