Ashumia clearly felt a row of black lines falling from her head, was this her short-sightedness, or was the Galoti Academy really too powerful, in the Galoti Academy, could even a piece of cake have wisdom?

"Hey! Classmate, do you see me, help me up, please! The voice was so excited that the syllables began to shake exaggeratedly. Happiness and joy are palpable.

Listening to such an emotionally rich voice, Arthumia could almost imagine the owner of the voice dancing excitedly.

However, there was only one piece of cake in front of Arshumia's eyes. And the cake fell very miserably. It threw itself on the ground, and more than half of the cream fell out, melting slimily on the ground. The diamond fruit that adorned the cake also rolled away, and lay shriveled on the ground not far away.

It's really miserable, it can't be miserable.

Arshumia forced a smile, and although there were still doubts in her heart, she stepped forward and straightened the cake, which had no appearance.

"Whew, that's so much more comfortable!" Cake let out a long sigh of relief, "I've been on the ground with my face just now, face on the ground!" I almost couldn't breathe! Cake said loudly, obviously a very complaining line, but he said it with a little smile. It seems that this very miserable piece of cake is probably a very optimistic cake.

After a while, he burst out laughing again, "I almost suffocated - oh, but I don't seem to have a nose right now." It's funny, hahaha. ”

Only then did Arshumia notice that on the other side of the cake, there were several thick black lines, unlike the one that was facing her before. The black lines are simply like stick figures made by children, but they do combine to form the shape of eyes and mouths.

"Ah, little classmate!" Noticing that Ashumia was observing herself, Mr. Cake pretended to be serious and said to her, "Don't look at it! You look like a newborn guy! I'm your senior, and I'm the kind of kid who doesn't deceive. Such an impertinent gaze, is it your respect for your seniors? ”

As the sound sounded, the black line that looked like a mouth kept changing shapes, sometimes connecting into a circle, and then into a triangle. It seems that this black line is indeed its mouth.

Oh, it's not Mr. Cake but Mr. Cake! It turns out that in Galotiri, cakes can not only have wisdom, but also learn magic? Or is it that among the thirteen races, a race called the cake goblins suddenly appeared?

No matter which setting it is, it sounds super unreliable, okay?

"Oops, little classmate! Take back that distrustful look of yours! The black line formed a big circle, and the cake senior said loudly, "I didn't lie to you, I can vouch for it as a senior!" I'm not a piece of cake, I'm just accidentally caught the magic in the Boundary Forest, and although I look like a piece of cake myself now, I'm actually a demon! Although the height is not enough, the face is definitely handsome! ”

"Oops! Who invented this strange magic that turns people into strange people? What a lack of morality! After a conversation, the essence of Senior Cake's chatter has been completely exposed. The black line of his mouth kept changing shape, and he looked Archhumia up and down, and the words of complaint kept popping out of his mouth, "You say. How do you remove this magic? Do you want me to make a cake for the rest of my life? I thought it was funny before, but now ...... Do you know what it's like to be unable to move for half a day? ”

Senior Cake let out a long sigh, and said earnestly, "You are luckier than me, you are a ...... in magic" Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped, and the black line stretched to the maximum extent, turning into a large circle that had never appeared before, he looked at Ashimia in shock, "You actually didn't have magic!" ”