"Have you had breakfast?"

The light footsteps approached the spiral staircase, the door turned inward, and Lynn entered the room with a tray with a few loaves of bread and a steaming clay pot.

"I'm a little nervous." Yuffie shook his head, "My gut tells me that we won't be going too well today. ”

"You don't have to think about it." The blonde girl placed the plate on the table, poured a cup of hot milky liquid from the clay pot, and shoved it into her hand, "I would be surprised if nothing happened." ”

Yuffie lowered her head, and a slightly sweet aroma burrowed into her nostrils—it was fresh Sylangor's goat's milk, the taste she had always loved.

"But since you've said so." The blonde girl muttered to herself, grabbing a loaf of bread and biting down, "Do you want to change your plan and have Clovis make a declaration at the city gates?" ”

"That's not conventional, Lynn." Yuffie picked up the cup, took a sip, and shook his head, "The Oryel family was able to overthrow the Casper dynasty with the help of the power of the Church of San Leon. Since then, whenever a new emperor succeeds to the throne, the current white-robed bishop has witnessed it. Traditionally, Rogman was also required to receive the blessings of the church to prevent him ......from being "plagued by evil after his burial." ”

"It's really troublesome." Lin rolled her eyes dissatisfied, "Anyway, if you are going to offend some of the people, it's better not to offend the church as well, right?" ”

That's right, the same as four hundred years ago. She nodded in agreement.

"Father will leave the city through the Hero's Gate and walk along Griffon Avenue to the Templar." She laid down her cup and began to sort out the arrangements for the day and forth, "Under the watchful eye of Protodis, he will receive the blessings of the Church on behalf of his brother, and announce the cause of the death of the Emperor and the decision to succeed to the throne." Later, Maroline made a declaration of enthronement and led the team to the White Rock Cemetery to bury Rogman's body. ”

"There must have been a whole bunch of onlookers." Lin pursed her lips, "General Barak and Hughes haven't come back yet, and if Cullen comes to make trouble again, we and the guards alone won't be able to protect everyone." ”

"Don't worry too much about that. Mom scared Cullen so much that he wouldn't want to be here anytime soon. Yuffie pursed her lips, her voice a little lighter, "Speaking of which, how is Grace doing?" ”

"It's great. She spends her days in the royal griffon garden, and she feels like she's about to become the boss there. Lynn gave her a thumbs up, then snorted softly, "Speaking of which, yesterday the Marquis sarcastically mocked me, saying that it would be better to use my talents as a griffin keeper—and though I don't hate the job, I don't like him." ”

This is also expected. Her father revealed her identity to some nobles, but Lynn was still only the daughter of a viscount. They were only in their twenties, and they were far from the usual impression of 'wizards' - in their opinion, they were middle-aged or old people who had locked themselves in towers for more than ten years and studied them so that they were a little mentally abnormal.

And despite the many adventures that the two have experienced, there are very few that can be told.

"Except for the officials who were driven away by Rogman, who are the rest?" The blonde girl sighed and complained half-truthfully, "What's next?" ”

Yuffie turned her head sideways and looked out the window. The morning sun is slowly rising towards the zenith, melting away the morning mist.

"I'm going to check the route again and meet with Kenworth by the way. And you go find the griffin guards, and you and Grace will replace one of the knights in this afternoon's ceremony. "Compared to the royal guards left behind by Rogman, it is more reassuring for her to have a 'person of her own'.

"No problem, leave this little thing to me!"

The blonde girl bumped her fist and ran down the spiral staircase of the tower. Yuffie slowly drank the goat's milk from the cup, put on his coat, tied his hair, and walked to the top of the southern wall.

Autumn mornings are still a bit cool, and the streets and markets are bustling with people looking out of the city from the city walls. Yuffie used a spell to hide his figure, built wings with his magic, and flew down the street in the direction of the church.

She strengthened her hearing and sight with occult techniques, and the breeze caught the whispers of the crowd below and brought them back to her ears. Most of them are bargaining and parents, and there are also some gossip that catches the wind. Yuffie hears someone claim that Rogman must be dead, and another angrily retorts to him.

"What nonsense are you talking about. His Royal Highness Rogman is ...... But there is the one who God is watching! I'll make you a bet that if Rogman dies sooner than me, I'll cook my socks and eat them! ”

"You're okay." The other man lazily replied, "I'm going to buy a pot and seasonings, and you'll come to the door tomorrow with your socks." ”

Yuffie almost burst out laughing. But when I think about the actual situation, I don't think it's so worth happier. There have been several similar arguments, none of which have attracted much attention. She flew all the way through the downtown area and didn't find anything suspicious.

She walked through the Shining Plaza, entered the Great Sanctuary through the back door on the southeast side, and pushed open the door to the preparation room. The room was as quiet as ever, and the archbishop, dressed in white robes, was immersed in reading, and slowly raised his head when he heard the sound.

"Kenworth." She dissipated her magic and sat down across from the bishop, "Looks like you're ready?" ”

"I hope so, Yuffie." Kenworth Perrault shrugged. "But you guys, really don't think about it too much? Deaths, funerals, abdications—I'm worried that the people of Glowlight will be able to digest them all in one sitting...... Disturbing news. ”

"That's better, than to make them uneasy three times in a row. That's right, Kenworth. Don't be too surprised if something unexpected happens. ”

The white-robed bishop closed the Gospel of Light in his hand and looked at her suspiciously.

"What else could there be any surprises—what are you going to do?"

She decided to tell the other party in advance. Only by showing sincerity can you gain the trust of the church, "Reveal the real cause of Rogman's death." Yuffie held out her index finger and tapped the roof, "I think you understand." Rest assured, this will not affect the prestige of the church. ”

"yes, I understand." The bishop raised his hand, stroked his somewhat gray beard, and rubbed his chin slowly, "You are planning to fight with the Lord of Heaven—"

"Not yet." Yuffie interrupted softly, "But what do you think?" ”

Boworth lowered his hand, scratched the back of his left hand with his thumb, and muttered for a moment.

"I will listen to the teachings of the Lord of Light." He said slowly, the wrinkles on his face unfurling, "I'm willing to keep my existing relationship with you as long as I can, or get closer." ”

At least that's a promise, Yuffie thought. She stood up lightly, nodded her left hand and bowed to the other party.

"If that's the case, you'll get royal friendship...... and Lynn and mine. ”

"The friendship between two young wizards, that's pretty good." Kenworth smiled kindly, "Kahlan and I have spoken of you, through the mouths of his dear disciples...... In any case, there is still a long way to go, and I would like to see you go further. ”

He's a good guy. In the Church of San Leon, there are many believers like Kenworth. In contrast, Yuffie was a little curious about what Austin had betrayed the church and even killed his comrades, but now was clearly not the time to ask.

Either way, for any reason, a bad guy is a bad guy.

"We will." She replied softly, "I wish you good health, Kenworth." ”

She then left the church and returned to the inner city as she had come, to the underground hall where Rogman's body was kept.

Thanks to the blessing of St. Leon, and the low temperature created by the secret arts, the body had been stored for two weeks, and it was still the same as when it was found—even a few corpse spots had been completely erased by the guardian magic. The man's body is strong, his red hair is thick, and his skin is full of shine, as if he has just fallen into a deep sleep, and it will not be long before he wakes up and devotes himself to the heavy government again.

That can never be.

Her instincts told her that even if she asked Edda, she would get a negative answer. Moreover, until the identity and purpose of the current "Lord of Heaven" are confirmed, she is reluctant to contact the other party more.

Yuffie walked to the wall and sat down on the bluestone bench, silently reviewing the usual spells and dismantling methods. A short time later, Annaville and Alicia, several dukes and counts who had remained in the royal city, and Maroline entered the hall, stood by Rogman's coffin for a moment, and then sat down to wait.

Clovis and Lyman, the scholar, were the last to arrive, flanked by a dozen royal guards clad in steel armor and armed with long-handled axes and guns. The current emperor walked to the center of the hall, caressed the golden-black coffin, and stared in silence for about a minute, then turned his back.

"It's time, let's go." He announced in a low voice.

Yuffie stepped forward and used a secret technique to make the coffin slowly rise and float two feet above the ground. The four guards stood on either side, pulled the brass ring embedded in it, and carried it up a gentle slope to the square in front of the palace.

Eight griffon knights were already waiting here. They were clad in ceremonial armor and held the golden banner of the royal family, and their faces were hidden under their silver-white helmets. Rao was still recognizable at a glance as her friend, who was at the top of the queue on the right. Grace the griffon shook her wings slightly, and glanced over her head at her, her eyes full of confidence.

"You're handsome." She used the illusion technique to send the words to the other person's ear, "Clovis has her mother watching, and Maroline and the others will ask you." ”

The knight nodded slightly, seemingly serious.

The team stopped here for more than half an hour. Officials living in the inner city came one after another to admire Rogman Olell's face and figure, and stayed for a few minutes before saluting. When the last man turned to leave, the guards pulled the coffin again and circled the inner city in a clockwise direction.

When they returned to their starting point, due south, the normally closed gate was fully open. The guards walked to the front, cleared a path seven or eight meters wide, and guided the whole team forward slowly.

Griffon Avenue is not short of people on weekdays, and the battle at this time attracts more attention. The scene in front of me spread rapidly as word of mouth spread, bringing more people who wanted to confirm it with their own eyes, and blended into the crowd of people throughout the street.

The royal queue is like a boat in a river, wrapped in and slowly moving towards the target. Not many people knew what was going on, but the golden-black coffin surrounded by everyone was enough to cause many speculations.

Yuffie heard several child screams, as well as cursing and arguing from everywhere. More kept their mouths shut, with a hint of unease and fear, their eyes wandering back and forth over the griffon knight, the Praetorian Guard, Clovis and the coffin.

The road was not too long and walked for a full half hour. As the griffin knight led the group around, ascending the gentle slope of the Hull Hills, and then entering the wide square in front of the church, Yuffie breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the 'enemy' isn't too stupid, they won't attack at this time—until they leave the church.

The procession circled the square from the right and placed the coffin at the foot of the five-meter-high, white-marble statue of St. Leonos. Clovis stepped forward and nodded to the white-robed bishop who was already waiting there.

"We're here as promised." He said, "Please start, Kenworth." ”

Crowds of people quickly poured in from all directions, enclosing the square tightly. The Janissaries barely kept the crowd out of the crowd with their long axes. The white-robed bishop walked slowly, placed the platinum emblem above the coffin, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and bowed his head in a whispered prayer.

"God loves all the creatures of this world. He cared for the newborn and the young, and he cared for the old, until his body decayed, and his soul returned to the kingdom of God—"

The solemn and long bell rang from the other side of the square, ringing throughout the square, overpowering the noise around it and the archbishop's chanting—Yuffie didn't care much about what the other man said, anyway. The bell fades away, then the second, and then the third, and then the fourth.

She counted silently and saw that many people were doing the same. The requiem's twenty-one chimes symbolize all the outer realms, the inner realms, and the material realms themselves—although in reality, they all far exceed these. When the last bell stopped, the light fell from the tip of the staff of the statue of Leonos, and sprinkled the coffin with a golden-black casket, giving it a pure white coat.

Following a pre-arranged plan, Yuffie recited a spell and used a spell to amplify Clovis's voice. At the same time, two janissaries placed lit incense on either side of the coffin—it was mixed with a potion made by Rin, and a little was enough to calm the mind.

"Good afternoon, people of the Empire. I'm afraid many of you have already guessed who lies in this coffin in front of me. "I regret to inform you that Rogman Victor Aurel passed away ten days ago, on the twenty-second day of the autumn moon in the year 458 of the San Leon calendar. ”

There was silence for a moment, and the noise suddenly swelled a little. Yuffie heard someone shouting, 'I know,' and others screaming and swearing, but her father spoke again, and the voice drowned them out.

"The other day I heard what rumors were circulating in the city. And at this moment, I am aware of the doubts in your hearts. Now I'll tell you the answer. Rogman. Oriel did not die of natural causes, but was murdered. ”

Clovis paused. The commotion was still there, but it was a little weaker than at first. Yuffie could clearly smell the herbs of the incense, hoping it was useful enough, she thought to herself.

"It was the one who led the war to capture Holly Castle and drove out the Black Crow Knights who had guarded the empire for hundreds of years; instigating behind his back, using the devil as an excuse to launch an invasion against Elders; Use medicine to create soldiers who are not afraid of death, and throw them into battle like consumables. He slowed down, his voice low and loud, "and, on the main hall of Radiant City, the spokesman of the Lord of Heaven, who personally gave the so-called Gospel to his eldest brother Rogman, the spokesman of the Lord of Heaven, Cullen Dahl!" ”

"That's not the real gospel, it's a magic that squeezes the body's potential dozens of times, so that he never gets tired. But people's lifespan is limited after all, and the eternal youth that my brother is looking forward to is just a dream in the end. ”

"In my capacity as Emperor of the Oron Empire, I, Clovis Fran Orel, hereby declare that Cullen Dahl is guilty of murder, war crimes, and treason, and will be punished by the law." He said loudly, word by word, "The Criminal Law Department will paste its portrait all over the country, but its strength is far beyond ordinary people, if you learn of clues, please report to the local Criminal Law Department immediately, and do not act without authorization." Once any clue is verified, the provider will receive a reward of 50 silver coins! ”

There was a rush in the crowd, and some seemed to rush forward, but the knights' spears were slightly slanted, and the griffons flapped their wings and made them retreat. Others seemed to have figured something out, and hurriedly exchanged words with those around them, their eyes full of uneasiness and suspicion.

"Those who once believed in Edda, don't worry about this." Clovis softened his tone, "So far, your benefits have been the gift of a network of divine arts, just like the divine magic that has disappeared for hundreds of years from the Lord of Heaven, and will not cause any harm to the body. ”

"As for the young people who fought in the last war and 'came back from the dead' in battle – perhaps you feel physically tired and less energetic than usual, but that is not a permanent injury. You can still spend decades as normal people, getting married, having children, aging and dying normally. ”

That's not all a white lie. Soldiers who have died once or twice will lose some of their vitality, but as long as they don't overdeplete themselves, their bodies can gradually make up for the damage they once caused. As for the more serious ones...... It's a minority, after all, Yuffie thought to herself.

"I am not sure that the Lord of Heaven and his followers will always act with good intentions in the future." Clovis put his hand to his chest as he concluded his manifesto, "In the name of the Empire, I ask you not to trust anyone, even if it means a gift without a reason. God loves the world, but they are more pleased to see people working hard than resting on their laurels. ”

"That's true." Kenworth took a step forward, his voice slow and deep, "My lord Protodis has great power, but he will not show favoritism to all living beings who walk on the earth, whether they believe him or not. He stretched out his arms and raised them above his head, and a soft aura of holy white spread outward, spreading warmth throughout the square, "Anyone who wants to come to the church to learn knowledge and magic belonging to the Lord of Light." ”

The archbishop's words ceased, the noise faded away, and silence covered the square like a soft carpet. Some whispered prayers, many more remained silent. Yuffie exhaled softly - at least the first step didn't go haywire, which was probably a good thing.

She calmed her tense nerves and saw Maroline step forward and stand in an equidistant triangle with Clovis and Kenworth.

"Cullen Dahl is guilty. Blindly believing the other side, so that the brother who started the war is at fault. And I, as his younger brother, was in the royal city but failed to detect and dissuade in time, which was also wrong. Clovis spoke again, this time no longer in a high-pitched voice, but equally clear, "I have been buried in historical documents for many years, and I have neither the ability nor the will to sit on the throne. ”

Clovis took off the crown from his head and held it in front of him with his hands. Together, Maroline and Kenworth reached out and placed their hands on the top of a pitch-black crown like a griffin's wings.

"Thus I voluntarily pass on to my eldest sister, Duke Maroline Mira Olaire. I am confident that she will be able to lead the empire well and make it possible for the people of the empire to live in peace and contentment. Her father gazed at Maroline's countenance, a hint of relief on his face, "And I will resign from all my posts and return to the tower to think about my faults, and no longer interfere in the affairs of the government." ”

Maroline glared at Chloe with some annoyance. The archbishop's expression remained unchanged, and then the other party's words spoke again.

"I am the White Bishop of the Church of San Leon in Glow City, Kenworth Randall Perro." He withdrew a hand, drew a ring on his chest, and placed it back on the crown, "I bear witness and acknowledge the proclamation of Clovis, and in the name of St. Leonos, I bear witness and endorse the qualifications of Mallorin. When she wears the crown, the Church will recognize her as the King of the Empire—"

The crowd was in an uproar. Shouts of shock or confusion came and went, interspersed with a few curses. But Maroline ignored that, and simply took off her original tiara, handed it to the janissaries, and put the crown representing the throne on her head.

"I know what you're thinking." "Some people call me 'Bloodthorn', some think I'm as tall as a troll, and some think I'll breathe fire. "But here I am, just like you, a Kamal, a woman." She raised her voice, "And your king." ”

"The Empire will face challenges next, and I'm sure you all know that. It didn't make any difference whether it was Clovis or me, or even any of Istar and Delanene on the throne. Her voice was firm and clear, "But I can tell you that the Northern Guard and the Knights of Thorns will be there in a week, guarding this place with the Praetorian Guard and the Griffin Guard." You can listen to the rumors and you will understand that Glow City may not be so safe, but it is no more dangerous than other places. ”

"Maybe some people don't like Rogman, and some people don't like me. But the officials of the Rogman period, I think each of you has learned something and benefited from it. Yuffie saw many people nodding spontaneously, including a few janissaries standing on one side, "At this time last year, my brother listened to Cullen's slander and sent many officials to prison or exile. I am doing all I can to get them back, and some of them are already on their way to the royal city. ”

"I don't force anyone to be a soldier. Of course, if you are willing to defend your homeland, the Empire will give you sufficient training and pay you the right amount. She looked around without pausing for a moment, "By the end of this year, all Imperial Territories, including Glowing City, will have half of the grain tax reduced, and the rest of the taxes will be reduced by thirty percent. When necessary, the Civil Affairs Agency will use the money and food from the national treasury so that even if someone loses their job for some reason, they will not starve to death this winter. ”

Maroline raised her right hand in the air, her gaze calm and her voice sonorous.

"When winter passes, spring is ahead. I will work with you and the victory will be for each and every one of us. I want to see that everything in this city can survive and witness that moment coming! ”

The last word fell, and the square seemed to return to tranquility all of a sudden, and the previous noise no longer existed. The silence lasted for more than ten seconds, until the knight at the front on the right jumped off the griffin, turned and half-knelt down, and placed the halberd at Maroline's feet.

"If Ishar and Delane really cared about the people, they shouldn't have come to seize power. And if they come, we'll call them all back! The voice was not amplified by the mystic, but it was still clear and pleasant, "Long live the Empress for victory and peace!" ”

Yuffie was amused in her heart, and she couldn't help but praise her friend's response. The rest of the griffin knights turned and curtled together, calling for the new Queen's name. As if infected, the crowd also shouted "Long live the Empress", albeit a little sparsely.

"Liar! You've all been deceived! Maroline, she's an out-and-out —"

A shrill cry pierced the eardrum on her right side, and Yuffie jerked her head to see a middle-aged woman with a big waist and shabby clothes squeezing through the crowd and heading straight in the direction of the new empress. At this time, the griffin knights had not yet gotten up, and the young janissary standing on the right side of the queue was only slightly stunned, and immediately raised the long axe in his hand—

"Lynn!" She shouted.

The sharp axe slashed through a cold light and slashed straight at the neck of the middle-aged woman, but at the last moment, it was torn apart by an invisible force, only cutting off the other party's head. At the same time, the 'knight' at the head rushed to the woman's side in three or two steps, grabbed the opponent's arm with the iron glove, and pulled her backwards two or three meters.

"Stop it!" She heard the sword unsheathed, and Maroline's angry voice resounded all around, "No one is allowed to use force without an order!" There are no enemies here! ”

The guards looked at each other, but obeyed the order. Yuffie looked around, and the mystical enhanced vision captured several other commotions, thinking that he had also planned to rush out of the crowd, but was frightened back by the scene in front of him.

She walked over to Lynn and looked at the middle-aged woman who was subconsciously struggling.

"Who told you to do this?" She stared into the other's eyes and used the secret technique of the spirit system, while amplifying the voices of the two again, "What did he pay you?" ”

The woman's gaze was blank for a moment, and then it became clear again. She raised her hand and scratched her face, looking at Yuffie without blinking.

"It was a man dressed in black, with a cloak with a hat...... I don't know if he's male or female. That's about that. The middle-aged woman raised her hand and gestured to a height about the same height as hers, "He gave it to me...... Five Imperial Silver Coins, let me help expose Maroline's true colors. He also said that the royal family would not dare to kill people on such occasions, and there was no need to worry-"

"I see, that's enough." Yuffie interrupted the woman and turned to look at the young janissary, "Who told you to do this?" ”

The young man was already a little panicked, and he opened his mouth without using a spell, "Yes, the captain of the Praetorian Guard told us!" He said that during the ceremony there may be people who will speak ill of the royal family, let ...... Let's be vigilant, and before those people speak...... his voice was low, still clearly audible due to the spell, "kill them......"

Alolyn unsheathed her sword and walked towards the men with a frosty face. Clovis and Alicia followed. The young janissary lowered his head vigorously, as if he did not dare to make eye contact with her; The middle-aged woman rubbed her eyes, suddenly woke up, and looked around nervously.

"Looks like it's time for our Praetorian Guard captain to change." The new Empress shook her head and looked at the young man still holding her long axe, "There is nothing wrong with following orders, but never swing your sword and axe at the people, for any reason." She stepped forward and patted the guard on the shoulder, "I'll give you half a month's leave, during which time you will not be paid - if you need to subsidize your family, you can apply for an advance from the City Health Department." ”

The young man hung his head, his voice trembling a little, and he couldn't tell whether it was out of fear or shame. “…… Yes, Your Highness. ”

"As for you." Maroline looked at the middle-aged woman, and her voice softened a little, "Do you need that money very much?" ”

"Yes...... No...... No! The woman's eyes rolled, and she met Yufpe's gaze, and immediately snorted, "I just...... It's just a momentary confusion......"

Lynn chuckled from under the mask. Looks like she's been scared by me, Yuffie thought to herself. Mind-controlling spells don't affect memory, so she's reluctant to use them often. But this time it seems worth it.

"Good. You're not stupid. But the person who assigned you to do the work is an idiot. Maroline's tone returned to coldness, "I'll fine you ten silver coins and put them in the treasury." She turned back to look at the young Praetorian again, "Chest up." What is your name? ”

The young man straightened up as he spoke, and his voice calmed down, "Jeffrey, Your Highness." ”

"During the time you were suspended, you went to her every day to see her and help with something. If you find something suspicious, report it to the City Guard Department immediately - those who instruct her to make trouble may even go for trouble. The woman pressed her hand to the hilt of her sword, "This is an order, do you understand?" ”

"Yes, Her Highness!"

"Send her home now, and collect the fine by the way." Maroline waved her hand, "Go ahead." ”

The young janissary nodded, picked up the long axe in one hand, walked up to the middle-aged woman, and took the other man's wrist from Lynn's hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please let us go, ma'am, and tell me where your house is."

The crowd stirred for a moment, slowly moving out of the way of a narrow passageway. The middle-aged woman looked fatter than the young guard, but she looked at the young man in steel armor and holding a sharp blade, nodded hurriedly, and whispered something.

When the two were engulfed by the crowd again, the surrounding commotion gradually subsided. Lynn picked up the halberd and rode back on Grace's back. And Maroline walked to the front of the queue, still with the same look of smiling as if she was not smiling.

"That's the enemy we're facing. Good at intrigue and trickery, seducing people with money or other benefits. She said, "For your own sake, if anyone promises any good, think carefully about whether there will be a dose of poison under the sugar-coating." ”

"That's all I have to say." The new Empress waved her hand, "Now, do what you have to do!" ”

So the crowd gradually left, spreading out from the outside to the inside, talking about what they had seen before. Yuffie saw that a small part of the crowd seemed slightly excited, and more were confused and uneasy.

And she understands that these words spoken today will soon become a reality that affects everyone. A small number of people with a long-term vision will make choices in advance and even try to benefit from them. More people will continue to live each day as usual until something really happens.

There were no accidents on the way after that. Rogman's coffin was placed in the center of the cemetery, flanked by his father, Crent Olaire, who was known for his cowardice and indecision. Yuffie remembers that the history books say that Krent fell seriously ill at the age of sixty-nine and died six months later because he refused to accept the traumatic treatment of the church, which removed the tumor from the intestine.

In a sense, Rogman didn't go anywhere, the girl thought to herself. Although they sit on the throne, they are all flawed mortals. Clovis – Her father claimed that he was not up to the position of emperor, perhaps because he didn't want to expend his energy, or maybe he didn't want to make mistakes.

As for what will happen to Maroline...... Perhaps the Lord of History knows. Although she didn't say anything.

"You're doing a great job." At dinner that night, Alicia complimented, "But what next? ”

"When today's effects are over, it's time to do something 'business.'" She raised her eyebrows, gave a calm answer, and then looked at her friend, "You haven't forgotten the knowledge in the academy, have you?" ”

"This can be had!" Lin immediately understood what she meant, and smacked her lips excitedly, "Give me a few days, there are some things I need to refamiliarize myself with." By the way, do you want to do it again? ”

These are words that she knows all too well. Before each college's final exam, the two of them review each subject with each other and agree on the results of the competition. She grabbed her friend's hand, closed her eyes wistfully, and smiled warmly.

"Wait for you to say that—as before, I'm not going to release water."