"Welcome home. The dean Futespar was dressed in a white robe, with golden ribbons floating between his arms.

Gies didn't come, and Lycia didn't know who to share her contempt for Futespar.

Lycia stood in the second row of the line, her eyes wandering, just in time to see a young male governess with a 5% opinion rating on his head, wearing a short leather coat and high black leather boots on his feet.

Lycia looked at his face carefully, she didn't know him, she had never met before.

"Do you know that teacher? black in leather and black hair. Lycia asked in a whisper as she touched her elbow to Fudomi next to her.

"Ah, he's the teacher who teaches hand-to-hand combat, Harry Quinn, and Lycia probably won't be in his class until half a year. Fudomi replied.

Lycia nodded alarmedly, standing in the closest row to Futespa, perhaps the same bow-wielder who had attacked them at the cemetery in the first place.

"Is he close to the Dean?" Lycia's question caused Fudomi to misunderstand.

"Probably not, the dean-sama doesn't look like he's going to fall in love with a man. However, Mr. Harry seems to have always admired the Dean, and in class, he always brings up what the Dean's once said. Fudomi replied quietly.

Dimitri glanced back at Lycia and Fudomi, and the two immediately stopped chatting.

Because the day they came back happened to be a day off, there were a lot of carriages parked in the college.

After Lycia dismissed the meeting, she swept it and did not see her own carriage.

"Miss Lycia!" said Posetti waited for a long time, and finally saw Lycia after the crowd had dispersed.

"Long time no see. Lycia stroked her hair and greeted shyly.

"Long time no see, really long time no see, Miss Lycia is still so charming, hehe. "Posetti is very well dressed today and has perfume on his body.

"Well, Miss Lycia, are you free tonight, and may I invite you to dinner?" said Posetti and scratched his head with his hand, and his face turned red. "I booked a restaurant on Croatian Street, when, of course, if you don't want to, it's fine. ”

Lycia smiled slightly, just in time to go to Hail Street and rent a carriage to go home. "I'd love to, Posetti. ”

Dimitri boarded the royal family's golden carriage and passed by Lycia.

"Can we bring Lycia back, her family doesn't seem to know she's back. "Tata took off his cape, and April in Lantkos City was not cold.

"She doesn't need to. Dimitoli withdrew his gaze and sat very upright, without saying a word, and Tata felt his displeasure.

"Tata, are you willing to marry you to the West?"

Tata was taken aback. "Brother, are you going to marry me to the West? It's cold there!"

Dimitoli shook his head. "Of course not, there should be no aristocratic girl who wants to live in the West. ”

Tata patted his chest. "Brother, I just want to stay in Lantkoth City all the time. ”

*

"Miss Lycia, you are so brave. Posetti listened to Lycia talk about her experience for more than ten days, and kept praising her.

"Have you been to the West, I mean, ours, Wood Heights. Poserity's hand tugged at the table, simulating the city of Lantkoth to Wood Heights.

"Is it Wood Heights, which is very close to the Dark Mountains?" Lycia remembered seeing when she was looking for the location of the Dark Mountains.

Poseti withdrew his hand and said loudly. "That's right, you even know about the Dark Mountains!"

"Have you been?" asked Lycia.

"Of course, every Wood boy has to go to the Dark Mountains, and of course, no one can climb to the top. Posetti said honestly. "When you climb halfway up the mountain, you will not be able to see the road clearly, you will not even be able to see your fingers clearly, and then you will enter a state of no feeling, and the senses of touch, smell, and hearing, will all disappear. ”

Lycia listened with relish, and although she had seen all these things in her travelogue, she was even more impressed by hearing Posetti speak in person.

"And then, how are you going to come back, if all the feelings are gone. Lycia took a bite of dessert, a dessert made with pumpkin mixed with syrup and baked.

"With consciousness, the consciousness is still there, and the feeling will enter a state of semi-death, and it should be the consciousness that wants to survive that makes me go back. "Posetti also had a spoonful of dessert, and then a big spoonful. "This pumpkin flavored cake is so delicious. ”

Lycia didn't remind him that it wasn't cake at all. "Well, why not get a rope so that if someone comes back unconscious, they can be pulled back by the rope. ”

Posetti shook his head. "It's useless, if you are led by a rope, if you lose your senses, you will not be able to feel that someone is pulling you, and you will continue to walk, maybe you will stand still, or you may be pulled by the person who is holding you outside, and finally die of exhaustion. ”

Posetti had already finished his dessert, and Lycia had only eaten a spoonful of it.

"There used to be explorers who wanted to go to the summit of the Dark Mountains, and to be honest, what warrior didn't want to go to the summit, so the explorer also tied a rope around his waist, and he tied it to a stake, and then someone pulled the rope out, and there was only a frozen corpse. Posetti wiped the corners of his mouth and placed his hands on the table like a student.

"Moreover, all heraldic powers are ineffective in the face of the Dark Mountains. Posertia counted five gold coins and placed them on the table. "Are you done eating, I'll take you home, Miss Lycia. ”

Posetti's habits were completely different from those of other nobles, he sat down to eat, and when he had finished eating, he had to leave.

Lycia had been taught the last time she had eaten with him in the cafeteria, so she wasn't surprised at all.

"I'm done, Posetti, but I don't need you to take me home, I'll have to go somewhere else. Lycia pressed her lips against one corner of the napkin.

"Can I go with you?" Posetti's burning eyes made Lycia bow her head.

"Thank you, but no. Lycia shook her head.

Poseti will not continue to ask questions about the direct refusal.

Lycia was able to quickly get out of the cafeteria and head to Hail Street.

"Huh, isn't Fullyndona there?" It was already night, and the candles were already lit up on Hailland.

Fulintona's bookstore was also illuminated a little, and Lycia found that the door of the bookstore, which had been open all year round, was closed.

She leaned on the glass door and tried to look in, but the bookstore was silent, and there was nothing.

"It really doesn't seem to be there. Lycia put on her hat and backpack, intending to leave.

The door creaked open.

She glanced back, and a female dwarf was standing there, her fingers the same as Robdin's, pointing inward, but making no sound.

Lycia didn't know if she had ever seen the dwarf.

"Hello, did you mean that Mr. Flyndona was inside?" Lycia asked the dwarf politely, bending down.

The female dwarf nodded, took a candlestick from her back, and lit the wick with her dark fingers, lighting the candle in an instant.

Lycia followed her into the bookstore and closed the door.

There were few people on Hailland Street at night, and no one noticed a young woman.

For the first time, Lycia crossed the counter and headed further inside the bookstore.

In the faint candlelight, Lycia saw a downward passage.

She was about to step down.

A roar interrupted her movements.

"Get out of here, gnomes, don't try to hurt me!" was Fulindona's angry voice pushing open the door and running over.

Lycia shivered with fear at the female dwarf in front of her, threw away the candlestick, and then slipped into the ground with a puff of smoke.

"Miss, are you really not even a little wary?" Fulindona limped over to Lycia, then stepped on the candle flame and lit the glowing circle. "Do you really think dwarves are kind and pitiful creatures?"

Lycia glanced down, almost fainting from fright, more than a dozen pairs of densely packed dwarven hands were reaching upwards, almost reaching her feet.

============ (Ahh Refresh it in an hour, tomorrow, go back tomorrow, it won't be like this again. ）

Thousands of crows followed the top of the woods at the foot of the hill towards the Academy.

However, they were unable to break through the Academy's shield, and when they came into contact with the invisible shield in the air, they were all burned in a dazzling white light, turned into powder, and suspended in mid-air, revealing the words 'The Emperor is dead'.

Inside the Academy's shield, a cloaked man stood on the shore, glowing brightly, scattering the powder that made up the words and blowing them into the river, where she waited for a night, finally completing her mission.

*

"Young people, under the protection of the Goddess, you are safe. The sound of a stream of water was as clear as the ears of every panicked nobleman, who furrowed their brows as if bathed in the sun.

Lycia crossed Posetti's shoulder and saw a lady whose eyes seemed unfocused and tender, her white dress embroidered with clouds of gold thread, and a golden halo floating above her head.

"Angels?" But in this world, there is no such thing as angels, there is only one god, only the sun goddess.

"She's the dean. Lin Xi broke away from her nervousness, she had a natural affection for the dean, like everyone else, she stood up straight and let go of the hand that had been clutching the corner of Lycia's clothes.

The tail of the dean's long skirt floated three centimeters above the floor, and the crowd spread out in both directions.

She stretched out her hand, and the gray finch that had fallen to the ground slowly floated into the air. Its blood had dried up, and its wounds had rotted beyond shape.

"Goddess bless, this poor bird has been taken advantage of. Her tone was full of pity.

Lycia was completely captivated by the progress bar above her head.

It's disgust, and the disgust value is full.

She hadn't seen the dean, Futespar, before.

The abbot was hailed as the messenger of the goddess, theologically above the ordinary aristocracy.

'Where have I offended her?' Lycia was full of speculation and panic, but could not find an answer, their family was a decent among the nobles, and had hardly offended anyone, let alone the noble dean.

Even if that's the case, the bad feeling shouldn't be full value. She thought it was strange that maybe this was really a game world, and there might be a glitch in the progress bar.

"Tomorrow's opening ceremony will go on as normal, and we'll see you again. When she had said this, she stretched out her palm, and the corpse of the gray finch flew into the candle cage at the top, burning to the ground.

"Aren't they going to check on the finch?" Lycia always felt that there was something wrong with the finch and the demon-breaking arrow that killed it.

She glanced up at Posetti, who frowned, and quickly let go. "Miss Yin is really good at thinking, they, of course they can't compare to you. His old air of reliability and masculine strength was gone, and a flattering smile was on his face.

Lycia reached out and gently pressed her forehead.

She didn't notice that Yuan You couldn't help but look at her, and she didn't notice the disgust level that continued to rise on Lin Xi's head.

*

As Lycia finished washing, she heard a scream next door.

Footsteps rang out in the hallway.

"Your Royal Highness, are you alright?" asked the butler.

Lycia didn't know that the princess lived next door to her.

"Yes, of course, I just knocked over a cup, and I would say, sir, that the Academy should allow every nobleman to bring a servant. ”

Lycia smiled, the academy did not allow the young masters and ladies of the nobility to bring their servants, and the ordinary life was indeed a big problem for these pampered people, especially people like the princess who had a group of servants in the palace.

"I'm sorry, princess, but if you don't understand something, you can ask for my help. Mr. Butler did not receive a reply, and after standing for about ten seconds, he left.

Lycia was perfectly adapted to this kind of life, and even enjoyed this life without servants following her every day.

But.

She looked at a pile of changed clothes, she couldn't wash them, the nobles' clothes were all big and heavy, and she couldn't wash them herself.

"Hey, where has Mr. Butler gone?" she pulled the door open, and the hallway was empty.

The door next to it also opened, and a head covered in messy hair poked out.

"Hmm... Princess Tata shyly shrank her head back again.

"Are you Miss Pearl?" Tata coughed twice. "Sorry, my hair is a bit messy. ”

"Just call me Lycia. Her Royal Highness was also a future classmate, and Lycia decided to speak to her in a peer tone.

"Okay, Lycia, I'm Tata. Is there something you are doing when you open the door?" Tata couldn't help but step out and pull at the door, staring at Lycia's face with her eyes shining. "You're so good-looking. ”

"I'd like to ask Mr. Butler where there is a circle where you can wash clothes. "Lycia has a laundry circle at home.

She had never done it before, but she believed it was simple.

"Yes, my brother told me that in... Not... Where?" Tata straightened, bent back, straightened again. "On the third floor, at the end of the corridor on the third floor!" she clapped her hands. "Let's go, I'll take you!"

The princess, who had completely forgotten about her unkempt hair, dragged Li

If you like Otome's Rising Rules, please collect them: () Otome's Ascending Laws New Rakuwen is the fastest update.