The unique dormitory meeting made Al miss his friends in the camp, who were always young and frivolous, self-flattering, and full of youthful vitality.

"Let's go. Young Amo called Al in a friendly manner from behind, his eyes smiling into a line.

"Although Pullman is full of rich people's stinky problems, his advantage is that he is rich. "I don't hide my evaluation and plans for the rich Pullman, probably only a teenager would be so frank.

The military academy only has a cafeteria, and there are a variety of restaurants outside the door.

People with money and status, in order to distinguish their dignity from those inferior people who change their fate by hard work, rarely appear in canteens with large quantities and general tastes.

The idea of class identity and privilege is what motivates people to struggle and maintain.

I'm so good, why should I live with those ordinary people? So what's the point of my excellence?

This kind of thinking is deeply ingrained and conveyed to the children who have not struggled but have heard of ink.

"Big stupid cow, you can choose which one you want to eat, boss, am I interesting enough?"

"Enough. Turn's smirk nodded and pointed to an unpretentious restaurant, "That's it, his steak is so big." ”

"Phew. Pullman foamed. "This garbage place is full of those poor ghosts, can you follow me to see a little higher, although your identity is not as noble as mine, but your thoughts must follow the boss. ”

"Yes, Boss. Turn: Smile heartily.

"Let's go, go here. Pullman led the way to the highest-grade one at the entrance of the college.

"Forgot to ask the newcomer, fourth, what do you like to eat?"

The steak was in the middle of the food, and although Pullman was careless when he teased Turn, he changed his tone to Al and saw who was saying something.

"Either way. Lin replied with a smile, he missed the life in the boy camp very much, and everyone went out together on Thanksgiving Day to make trouble, so he didn't mind reliving the past with them.

The girl in Pullman's arms hung down dissatisfied, "Nasty, you don't even ask me what I eat." ”

"Of course you're eating my big dick. The Pullman boy was arrogant, and he slapped the girl's ass with a smile.

This seemingly upscale restaurant is also overcrowded, full of teenagers and girls from the academy. Even the boss who has a good business came out to receive him in person.

"Master Pullman, you can come, if you don't come, I won't be able to keep the box left for you. ”

The boss is also a big fat man with a shiny face, a lovely smile and a kind attitude. In this materially scarce world, fat is something that ordinary people can't envy.

"Today I welcome new friends to a treat, you give me such a face, give your best point again. ”

"Of course, of course, Master Pullman is heroic, please, please. ”

Seeing Pullman take the lead and walk up to the box, another group of people without seats immediately stopped them.

"Didn't you say there was no box, why did Pullman look down on my Plantagenet family as soon as he came?"

"Young Master Xiluo, Young Master Pullman's box has already been booked. It's really none. ”

"Hmph. Ciro snorted arrogantly, "Pullman, with your identity, isn't it a shame to eat with these mud legs? ”

The young boys and girls behind Ciro are handsome and beautiful, and they are much better than Ar and they don't know how much better they look.

Amo, who was called a mud leg, touched his nose in embarrassment. Turn, however, didn't react, his tall figure stood sideways in front of Pullman, making him look like a little brother.

"Lao Tzu Pullman has money, who has a higher status than me? Who dares to say that I am embarrassed? Who Lao Tzu eats with and makes friends with is your business, if you want to stammer, I don't want to see if I am qualified enough, get out. Pullman spat on him unceremoniously, and Ciro was furious enough to rush up.

Tern, who looked tall and honest, blocked all the delicate and frail noble young masters with one hand.

Al stared at a person behind Ciro who was secretly chanting a spell and casting a spell, and a ball of light gathered in his hand and threw it towards Pullman.

As soon as the fight began, Turn's got Pullman completely out of the way. The frozen ray shot through Turn. Amo reached out to block it and dissipate.

"Damn, dare to throw magic, don't you think Lao Tzu would?" Pullman scolded, the ray was aimed straight at his baby, if it weren't for Amo's quick reaction, he would have made a big ugly today, and now his crotch is still cold.

The children of the nobility did not dare to kill people, and their methods were ruthless.

His machismo heroically pushed the girl in his arms behind him and chanted a spell.

Seeing that a scuffle was about to start, the restaurant owner was sweating profusely.

The noisy scene bores Al, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and his emotions are getting more and more irritable, all suppressed by his good self-cultivation.

The girl behind Pullman, who was obedient just now, suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it at Pullman's vest with gritted teeth.

However, suddenly a rocky palm grasped the dagger, unable to move an inch.

Pullman is dead here, and he's going to get into a bunch of trouble again. He's most afraid of trouble now.

Pullman is worthy of being the eldest child of a big aristocratic family, and he found out that something was wrong at the first time, and fiercely buckled the spell in his hand on the girl.

"Burning Hands. ”

The hand of flame made a sound of burning the girl's beautiful skin, and then she was pushed to the chest with a hard knee, and she immediately held her breath. Pullman kicked Turn, who was in front of him, in shock.

"Tern! Lao Tzu has been assassinated, what are you polite about! All of them are cut for Lao Tzu! What gorse, today Lao Tzu made you a dead bird!"

Turn's glance back at the miserable girl and the twisted dagger in Al's hand gave him a shout and left no more hands. Amo also began to hedge with the Frozen Suspicion, the Scorching Suspicion, and the Lightning Beam against the mage on the opposite side.

Al struggled to suppress his inexplicable irritability in the back.

Since he left home, when has he ever seen such a low-level rookie pecking at each other?

"Pullman, stop, we've got nothing to do with her! Don't let anger get you out of your mind!"

Seeing that Pullman was assassinated and almost succeeded, Sean knew that he was being used, and hurriedly explained loudly.

"Hmph, sanity, no one here today can run!" Pullman yelled frantically.

"You're crazy! Pullman! We promise, we will investigate with you, who dares to take advantage of us! You will get our friendship!"

Sean, too, was furious. If Pullman dies here, they're all going to have a hard time. They are not the first heirs to attend the First Empire Military Academy and the Holy Light Glory Noble Academy.

It couldn't have been better to give them up to appease the wrath of the Duke of Gold.

Pullman took the opportunity to act, and the means of winning over allies Al saw through it at first sight, and sure enough, people living in the upper class did not have a happy childhood. That's all I learned.

In the rest of the story, Al has little interest in participating in it, and his irritable mood swells with the clown drama disgust from time to time.

He shuttled through the shadows, returned to his three-story courtyard, returned to his room, and took a deep breath quietly.

The breath was heavy, long, like a wild beast.