Jolina suddenly cast a "can't be provoked" expression at the goldfinch.

Not only do they have hatred, but they always feel that their hatred is at the level of destruction.

So the feeling of resisting review in my heart was suppressed, and I obediently lowered my head and began to read......

"Why are you still here on vacation!"

"Can't I be here?!"

"I'm asking why?!"

"What do I ??? about you?"

"Then what are you blocking me for?"

"Then what are you running!"

......

There was still a quarrel on this side, and the situation of the quarrel was terrifyingly fierce - although it was a meaningless word, it still gave people the feeling of "the scene was extremely spectacular, and the picture was extremely intense".

At first glance, it sounds quite interesting, but after a long time, it makes people feel a pain in the brain.

I don't know how many rounds later - when it was Willy's turn to speak, Jolina interrupted him with a roar: "It's noisy——! why don't you study?!"

Willy: "......"

He understood Jolina a little deeper, and knew what kind of she was talking about at this time - study?

But Anne didn't think so, but refuted Willy very seriously-

Annie: "What do you see?"

Willy: "...... You're insane?!"

......

it's going to be arguing again.

Jolina suddenly understood the importance of a quiet environment—but in a blink of an eye, something was wrong, why could the Plantage endure such a thing, and turned her head curiously to look at her, only to see Shure and the Plantage sitting next to each other, talking something.

Although these two people have not reached any "glue-like" snakeskin state, they still seem to be very slimy.

Spicy eyes!

Jolina turned her head in pain, feeling that she was weak and helpless at this time.

To celebrate, the goldfinch didn't say anything to Sherdo, but got up and walked out of the room.

Huh?

Jolina was stunned and saw Shuer follow.

What about her?

"Stay here and review. The next sentence answered her question.

Damn, review a fart?!

Jolina collapsed.

But what could she do, she was desperate......

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Goldfinch and Shure find an alchemy lab in the technical department.

Bring your own materials - Although the materials room is the most closely monitored and protected place in the entire academy, the laboratory is not guarded, and the goldfinch does not even need to think about how to destroy the lock on the door without a trace.

But I don't know if it's because the managers are big-hearted, or if the alchemy laboratory doesn't have too many valuables, and this room is not locked at all.

As in most classrooms, the door opens with a casual push.

The goldfinch took out the prepared materials from his pocket, materials of various colors, and most importantly, her "forged" test papers, which were spread on the table.

Once her work began, she maintained a meticulous approach that would not allow anyone to disturb her.

That's when it comes to the impression that she is indeed a descendant of Santa Fes—a smooth and skilled alchemy operation, measuring the amount of materials, what materials need to be heated for how long and to what extent—all of which are as smooth as breathing.

Schulle was also attentive and found that her operations were more "classical" - a way of doing things that had been prevalent a long time ago, and with the use of machinery, some of the manual parts were so "verbose" that few people would pay attention to them later.

It seems that the Golden Finch is still an alchemist with ancient traditions, but ......

Shure remembered that the weapon that the Goldfinch had used in the forest was a gun—it must have been a complex machine.

Machines are not bigger and stronger, but small things that cause more trouble.

While Shure was thinking about these things, the Golden Finch had already completed the last step, and the half-congealed liquid was smeared on the test paper, and after a few more spells, faint traces were seared into the test paper and disappeared.

"Alright. The Plantageng was distracted from Shur at this time.

"Good work. He smiled and stepped forward to help her clean up.

A series of alchemy jobs do take a lot of time, and so does the cleanup.

The Golden Finch is also very strict with the requirements for tidying up, and while watching Shuer's movements, he will correct some of his habits from time to time.

Strict and fastidious, there will be many people who feel that it is not necessary, but Shuer has done it carefully according to her words.

"The formation of the black shadow, in the beginning, was due to the negligence of the alchemist. Looking at Shuer's appearance, the goldfinch also seemed to feel that he was a little "excessive", explained.

"The Dark Shadow Clan, who has no pain, is very powerful...... Like a holy dragon?" Shuer asked after a moment's thought.

If this fell on the ears of others, it would have caused panic or protest - comparing the Shadow Clan to the Holy Dragon was as strange and absurd as the example of a clown and a saint together.

"The Dark Shadow Clan, fundamentally, is lifeless. The goldfinch pondered for a while, and then said, "In exchange for the loss of will, there is an immortality that cannot really exist, but fundamentally speaking, it has already died." ”

"Sounds like just some poor people?" Shure could perceive that the Plantagech's tone was not all disgust—or that she had hardly felt the same "disgust" for these beings as the others.

More like empathy.

It's really unimaginable - this harsh girl actually has such "sympathy" for things that are disgusted by mainlanders.

"The one who made these things is unforgivable. Goldfinch frowned, "Although it seems to be about the same." ”

That's a little strange to say.

"Teresa, do you think this Willy is the one Tyres said?" Shure sensed that the Plantage didn't like the subject very much, so he changed it - although he had been helping her with some things, he had never confirmed it.

Schul, of course, remembers the "Willy".

Sounds a little "interesting".

It's true that it's doing some business, but it's hard to believe......

"Don't you think it's possible to be a teenager?" said the Golden Finch, as if he could "see" Shuer's thoughts.

"I don't think age is an issue. Shure said it very sincerely.

"So what do you think is the problem?"

"Willie isn't very wary of you, looking at you like he was just paying attention to you, but not paying much attention to you. ”

Hence the embodiment of almost no care.

"Ah, yes. The goldfinch said slowly, they had finished cleaning up by this time.

Sounds like the goldfinch doesn't want to pursue it?

"Before that's confirmed, it's enough to have Anne help contain him. ”

Hearing this, Shuer looked at her without blinking for a moment.

The goldfinch looked back at him, wondering why he was suddenly looking at him like that. It seems that there is a difference in the eyes of the usual people.

"It's nothing," he smiled and shook his head, "Theresa is gentle." ”