This is a war that is destined to be lonely.

Alex looked at the cheering crowd in the distance with a cold expression, as if he was an outsider, out of this lively world, calm and sane.

Everyone didn't know what the heavy blood price was under the blooming flowers, and even rejoiced in their beauty.

The sun shone on his god-like countenance, without a trace of warmth, as if the bitter cold would come after this terrible summer. There was no ordinary youthfulness in his eyes, but a firmness hidden under the frost. He pursed his lips, raised his chin slightly, and looked into the distance, his thin body as if he was ready to fight everything alone.

"It's Anne Wood! David Felder! The two of them came back first! ”

The cheers came from a distance and finally reached his ears, and he looked stunned, and the familiar, warm name seemed to wake him up from the cold, and there was a bit of confusion in his eyes, even he didn't notice that he subconsciously raised his head, and the first thing he looked for was the figure of the girl.

It wasn't until he watched the corners of the girl's mouth curled up proudly as the girl's hair was a little scattered between her ears and temples, and she was riding towards him on horseback, that he reacted.

The girl looked around with a pretended annoyance, and then looked at him with a smile, "Well, Ally, although I am reluctant to give this flower, among those present, I seem to be more willing to give it to you." ”

She dismounted handsomely, clinging to flowers, and in the laughter and encouragement of everyone, she strode in front of him, and put her right hand into a fist on her left chest and bowed slightly, which represented her willingness to sacrifice her blood for him.

Then, she knelt down on one knee, smiled playfully and winked at the stunned blonde boy, then took his hand, kissed the back of her hand, and then solemnly handed him both hands.

"To you, the young lady to whom I will be allegiated." She spoke very formally, but she could still hear a hint of sweetness that belonged to a girl in her voice.

Alex looked at her with some distraction.

The girl's ponytail was still tied high, and every time he saw her like this, he would always realize that she was different from other noble ladies' strength and strength.

He shouldn't have liked it.

But—

Her eyes were so bright.

It's like a person who is walking in the desert has finally seen an oasis, although the tiredness in her eyes cannot be hidden, but the radiant look makes people feel her purest joy and joy.

When the girl held the flower, he felt as if her whole body was glowing, and she made a knightly salute to him, and he thought that he would be annoyed in his heart. However, when he saw her with such a radiant look, the corners of his mouth unconsciously brought a smile.

"Thank you."

He took the bouquet of flowers she had worked so hard for, looked her in the eyes, and said softly.

"I'll keep it for good."

……

"Little children, I think you may be slowly perceiving your differences—" Lady Helen looked lovingly at the young and ignorant girls in the room, and she suddenly remembered how she had been when she was fourteen or fifteen, and her face became more and more gentle.

"You all have different abilities, and in the future, you will not be an excellent swordsman." She looked in Anne's direction and turned to the side of the crowd, "It's going to be a great magician." ”

A soft and irrepressible exclamation suddenly came.

An Ning subconsciously raised her head in disbelief.

"What did you say, ma'am?" A young girl spoke in a trembling voice and said cautiously, "You just said that we would become a magician? ”

"Yes." Lady Helen laughed.

"But is there really magic in this world?" Another girl stammered, "I mean, there's nothing out of the ordinary, not even ...... Seriously, I don't even know why I was chosen, but if I had magic, the first thing I would do would be as pretty as Miss Kent. She glanced at it as she spoke.

The girl blushed slightly as the nobles' ladies and abbots laughed good-naturedly.

And our pretty Miss Kent—well, he pursed the corners of his mouth unhappily.

"Silly boy, you have a talent for magic, that's why you were chosen." "Remember the vase you held in your hand at the ladies selection?" said Lady Helen? It wasn't just any vase, it was a vessel that the church had sent to each county to measure the children's magic, was it? Dean? ”

She looked to the abbot, who nodded as the children watched.

"But—I have a question, ma'am." "If that's the case," said the girl, "then—the boys didn't come into contact with the vase, what if any of them had a gift for magic?" ”

"Yes, that's a problem. Generally speaking, girls are more likely than boys to be gifted with magic, while boys are superior in strength and sword prowess to become swordsmen. But the two are not absolutely distinct. So, in the future, you will also go to the academy to make a more accurate judgment. "But the boys here, oh, of course, and Anne, all have a standard — because they brought flowers." This meant that they had to defeat the magic scarecrow alone. ”

"So, I believe in their ability - if there is one of them that can be defeated not by force but by a force that they are not aware of, it is burst magic." Mrs. Helen glanced meaningfully at one of the boys, who was a little at a loss, and reassured.

"All right, children, I know this may be difficult for you to accept for a while, but we have important things to talk about next, if there is no doubt-" The abbot paused, looked at the young man with his hands raised, and said gently, "David? ”

"Dean, I don't understand. If there really is magic in this world, there are swordsmen, but you—" he glanced at the lords' wives, even his mother, "you all know, why didn't you tell us from childhood?" ”

"And make a big fanfare to make such a triennial knight's day - why not use the most direct method, use that vase for us to take turns touching, and then give us a sword to fight!"

The abbot was able to understand the blinded anger of a young man with an independent consciousness, and he smiled slightly, "Children. No one in this world knows anything but the lords who have the right to know, the monasteries, and the magicians or swordsmen like Lady Helen who have been chosen to go to the Church Academy, just like you. "Hundred Platings" Fast Wear No Peace Claw Book House The latest chapter is free to read for the first time.