Chapter 7: The Tight-Lipping Aristocrat
At the same time that Vincent was smacked on the head, Alfer had already been led by the headmaster in the direction of the office, so Mr. Saka didn't see the glowing eyes.
"What are you doing, boy!" Saka asked Vincent again.
Vincent opened his mouth, and finally decided to hide the matter of Elver's eyes, he told Saka that the eyes of two cats reflected the moonlight, which made him mistake some four-eyed monster, and promised himself that he would not find fault with Hannah and Alph again, and that he would hurry up and finish what he was doing.
Fooling away the swordsmanship teacher, Vincent continued to work and thought, it was best not to mess with a girl who looked thin and small but almost punched her intestines out with a punch or a weird man with white hair and glowing eyes.
By the time the last exterior walls had been washed out, and it had been an hour and a half past the required bedtime, Vincent met Alfer at the door of the dormitory, who had just come out of the principal's office.
Alfer seemed to have calmed down, his eyes didn't shine anymore, just the usual faint green, and the two children entered the dormitory door one after the other, without saying a word.
Vincent was behind Elf, looking at Alver's back, he actually agreed with some of Elf's words, all these children have lost their parents, and no one is more pitiful than anyone in this regard.
"Elver?" Vincent stopped Alph as he was about to enter the room, "no one wants you to kill you for something to eat, they just don't want to take the risk themselves, it's not as exaggerated as I said." ”
Elfer put his hand on the doorknob and didn't twist it.
"Why do you always talk so badly? I don't want to quarrel, I'm just curious. Instead of answering Vincent's words, Alfer asked other questions.
"Huh?" Vincent didn't react for a moment, he thought Alph wouldn't pay attention to him.
"Why do you always speak so badly. Alfer asked again.
"Why is it so ugly? I did it on purpose. Vincent shrugged, spread his hands and continued, "For example, Hannah used to call me a poor nobleman, then I will call her a little man, and she has always called me like that, and I have not been able to talk to her well." ”
Alver turned to look at Vincent, a little incredulous. "Vincent, if I'm not mistaken, you're fifteen. ”
"So what?" asked Vincent, nonchalantly.
Alver laughed, and Vincent laughed along.
The administrator of the dormitory walked out of the dormitory quickly, slammed the back of the two heads, and told them to go to bed quickly.
Vincent's last thought before falling asleep was that today was really unlucky, and he was beaten twice on the head.
The next day, Vincent and Alver came out of the dormitory to look at each other, greet each other with a smile, and invariably line up at the end of the line during morning exercises, running and chatting.
"I think the name 'White Ghost' is actually quite handsome, and you're also very powerful, and you deserve to be called a ghost. Vincent gave Alver a thumbs up in appreciation, "Much better than my poor aristocratic boy." ”
"Then you can call me that, at least I know you don't mean to belittle me. Alver gave Vincent a thumbs up in agreement.
"You can call me 'noble', I won't be poor all my life, sooner or later I will find my uncle and get back what I should inherit, so that I also have a nickname that only you can call, and we will be even. ”
"Yes, but you can't talk to me anymore. ”
"Except for yesterday when you spoke first and attacked me, I didn't say much nasty things to you. Vincent wrinkled his nose, "I'm very principled. ”
"I know you're very principled, but sometimes it's a bit exaggerated. Alver shrugged, "But as things matter, I'll have a lot of reactions." I was scared yesterday at the thought that I might be attacked to death by a monster outside the school, and I was angry that other classmates were taking advantage of me. ”
"I know you were angry yesterday, and it's normal to be afraid of death," Vincent lowered his voice and leaned into Elver's ear to make sure his words weren't heard by a third person, "Your eyes really lit up last night. Then Vincent quickly straightened up and resumed his normal running posture before the teachers saw him turn his head to ear, "Elver, I've never eaten anything you brought back from outside at the risk of your life. Vincent said seriously: "I think they are very unfair to you, and I refuse to be like them, to be honest, although everyone seems to be nice to you, you have no friends." ”
"You're my friend now," Alver glanced at Vincent, "you're actually pretty good." ”
"You've always been good, but you used to be a terrible stupid. Vincent tilted his head, "But I'll tell you when not to be stupid." ”