Bill Russell, as Adrianople's butler, couldn't afford to stay in Merlin's dormitory for too long, and he had a lot of things to attend to. The fishy smell he had just smelled inside the teacup made the one-armed goth extremely angry, but the habit he had developed over the years quickly calmed him down.

"Your Highness Merlin, you will stay in the dormitory today, and don't go anywhere. I'll take care of that!" Bill Russell instructed Merlin's maid and hurried away.

It wasn't until after Bill had left that Merlin had time to take a closer look at his surroundings, and the style of the dormitory was rough, mostly practical. The only slightly delicate decoration is the one on the table, the depicted fruit bowl, the yellow anemone is bright, but it is the purple-red figs on the plate that attract Merlin.

With a clatter, Merlin picked up a fig, wiped it on his linen robe and put it in his mouth to bite it. The sweet juice was stirred by his tongue in his mouth, and Merlin, who was so hungry, had a great appetite that he ate two in a row before stopping.

"Your Highness, the King of Celis requires you to eat only after washing!" The little maid beside Merlin frowned slightly without a trace, and in Merlin's eyes, the favorability of more than eighty just now dropped all the way down, until it dropped to 75 before stopping.

"Despised by others!" Merlin secretly sneered in his heart, reluctantly putting the fig in his hand back on the plate, "Okay, go wash up, lead the way!"

Merlin only then looked up and down carefully at the orc maid in front of him. Beautiful face, blue eyes, slender eyelashes, more peculiar are the two pointed plush ears on the top of the head, the body is light, the voice is soft, and the long plush tail behind him sways slightly from side to side when he walks.

"What the hell is this place?" Merlin felt dizzy from the long tail of the orc maid in front of her and the friendship that jumped on her body. "Did I cross over?"

Tuk tuk, before Merlin could think through the problem in front of him, there was a sharp knock on the door.

"Good morning, Lord Augustine!" the orc maid took a few quick steps to open the door, then quickly stepped aside, letting in the coquettishly dressed young man who exuded a strong scent.

The man in front of him was named Augustine, a regular customer of Adrianople, and his opinion rating was 45. Merlin's consciousness spun rapidly, and fragments of Augustine in his mind came to him intermittently.

"Good morning, Lord Augustine!" Merlin appropriately bent down and lowered his head, aiming his bowed head at the oncoming Augustine's chest with open arms. The person who came was the elder of the Arius Academy, and in Adrianople, even the King of Cylise had to maintain the respect he deserved for these elders.

"My dear Merlin, I am so glad to see you bathed in the glory of your Heavenly Father in its entirety!" the visitor smiled awkwardly and put away his outstretched arm.

Merlin's face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his hands were unconsciously wrung together, vividly expressing the helpless and frightened feelings of a teenager who had just experienced a murder. The so-called life into the drama depends on acting skills, and Mei Xiaolin's life experience in her thirties has seen all kinds of situations in the world. At this moment, staring at Augustine's 35 points, which is still declining, the favorability is full of wariness.

If Adrianople can't guarantee the safety of King Seris's son, then Merlin needs to be cautious with everyone he meets.

"Merlin, poor Merlin, you don't have to be like this," Augustine's face was filled with a hypocritical smile, "or how long will you come with me to stay at Michel's Abbey?"

Merlin shook his head, if there was anyone else in Adrianople who was worthy of Merlin's trust at this moment, it was Bill Russell, and he told Merlin to remember clearly, in this case, it was really a death to follow this person who had been declining his favorability to Merlin to the so-called monastery.

"No, Merlin, you can't be so cruel to a true friend!" Augustine let out a painful wail, and threw the bulging package in his arms onto the table, a yellowed book scattered, the drawings on the quaint cover blurred, and several twisted black ink stains tangled together, full of vicissitudes.

"Sacred Covenant!" Merlin said involuntarily, knowing what it meant, but the tone was so elegant, so unfamiliar. This should be the instinct of this body, you must know that Mei Xiaolin, who has lived in the empire for more than 30 years, does not know this kind of crooked words.

In the period when the empire's national strength was at its peak, the selection of public servants of the people was very strict, not to mention those who did not learn and did not know how to learn, and even those who lacked a little knowledge were destined to be eliminated in the selection process. Don't underestimate the women's director of Xiangxian Town, Shanlin County, Guixi Province, who also eliminated 9,527 people through layers of selection.

Mei Xiaolin was a top student at Shuangyashan University back then, but the text in front of him was neither Latin, nor English, nor German, in short, Mei Xiaolin didn't know him.

"You know?" said Augustine, surprised.

Merlin subconsciously shook his head, then nodded again.

"Merlin, dear Merlin," Augustine's opinion in the green box suddenly began to rise, soon exceeding 49, turning red and continuing to rise, until 85 before it stopped growing. "You must help me, please, the date set by the High Priest is approaching, and if I cannot complete the task of copying the scriptures within the allotted time, this year's priest will not have my share. ”

Jingle bell, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded in Merlin's ears, "The mission system is activated!" A red dialogue box suddenly appeared in front of Merlin's eyes, "Do you want to accept Augustine's mission?"

Merlin held back the ecstasy in his heart and pulled the dialog box down, and a detailed description of Augustine's mission appeared at the bottom of the dialog box, with the last line reading, "Quest Reward: Friendship with Arius' Academy."

This task is too ridiculous, the hard work of copying and writing the scriptures for him is just to gain the friendship of the Arius Academy, seeing that the scripture is almost an inch thick, I don't know how many weeks it will take to copy it, the dignified eldest son of the King of Celis, there is no reason to do such a thankless task.

"I'm hungry!" Merlin shook his head, pulling his maid and walking out.