Chapter 44: The Apprentice

The silver-haired girl smiled, "This festival is held for the goddess, and it is said that while the goddess's light is still shining on the world, the stars corresponding to the god will shine brightly in the sky, and even the moon will be eclipsed on the night of the holy moon festival." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Now, although it is said that Lord Andira has turned into the grass and mountains of the mountains of the earth, this festival has been preserved, and it has always existed as one of the grandest festivals of our Elgar people. ”

Mo Long couldn't help but show a slightly curious look: "Elgar, what kind of country is that down?"

Ophelia sat down in front of Moron, she was wearing a light blue dress today, her silver hair was naturally draped over her shoulders, and the faint moonlight spilled on the girl's shoulders from the window, giving her a thrilling beauty.

At this time, the moon in that direction should be the moon of destiny.

Ophelia didn't expect Mo Long to ask such a question, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then showed a look of memory.

"Elgar, there is no prosperity and population in Echton, there is no Ashton in it, there is no huge city like Tianlan City, and there are no world-famous powerhouses...... It's just ice...... With the snow, right?"

"Snow. ”

Mo Long read the word, he was a northerner, and he was no stranger to snow.

Of course, this northerner refers to the place where our Mr. Traveler lived before the crossing.

Mo Long has been in this world for less than a year, and the winter and snow in this world are naturally impossible to talk about.

"We have long nights and long winters, so most of the time, we are in a state of ice and snow, so in our country there are many crafts about ice and snow, such as ......"

Mo Long said: "Ice sculpture?"

Ophelia didn't expect to hear such a word from Mo Long's mouth, she couldn't help but look at Mo Long with wide eyes, nodded, and said, "Your Excellency has heard of our ice sculptures there?"

Mo Long nodded, then shook his head again.

Fortunately, Ophelia had no intention of pursuing this question, and said with a smile: "The ice sculptures are one of the most beautiful things we have in winter in winter, some of them are large, even as high as the city walls, and the smaller ones are as beautiful as handicrafts, and even the elves have praised our craftsmanship." ”

Moron smiled, imagining such a scene, perhaps, Elgar was a place similar to his own hometown, and he smiled: "If I have the chance, I must go to Elgar to have a look." ”

The silver-haired head of the regiment squinted his eyes and smiled, revealing a small pointed tiger tooth: "I will definitely carve an ice sculpture for the adults myself." ”

Mo Long looked at the girl in front of him and couldn't help but take a slow breath.

In the faint moonlight, the girl's silver green silk hung down, and it seemed that a dark fragrance and moonlight were quietly spreading here.

Mo Long didn't go out tonight, he honestly stayed at home all night, and the next day he went to the Royal Academy of the Ashton Empire as normal.

What made Moron a little painful was that it took a whole day for his teacher, the nervous Lady Joan Gratis, to hear about Moron's clash with Nick Hodgson yesterday.

This confused lady is also a ruthless person, she just heard about it today, confirmed the facts with Mo Long, and pulled out a staff with cobwebs from her real (warehouse) test (warehouse) room and walked out, to settle accounts with Nick Hodgson.

Mo Long was still quite moved, but he still pulled this guy back, not to mention anything else, from the perspective of strength alone, Ms. Glatis, who has been focusing on research all day long and neglecting cultivation, cannot be Nick's opponent, so it is better to forget about finding a field.

Despite this, Joan was still angry, as if she was the one who was bullied, and of course, Mo Long was not bullied much.

But he didn't see that Master Nick today, but Mo Long didn't care, originally he came to this school, except for the first day and yesterday, he basically didn't meet this person normally, and it seems to be a very normal thing not to see him.

The day was quite peaceful, except for a small episode when Mo Long left this huge academy.

Someone found Moron.

Of course, this time it's not Diar's guy, our baron is seriously injured, so why don't you lie on the bed at this time?

And this person, Mo Long has also seen, is the same mage apprentice who made a big fuss at the scene during Lord Katnis's public lecture that day.

This guy was still wearing that clothes, and he looked a little depressed and found Mo Long, rubbing his hands, with a look of "I have something to do".

Mo Long looked this guy up and down, to be honest, the first thought he had from the bottom of his heart was - why hasn't this guy been fired for doing such a thing?

Mr. Clark Worthton is about 1.75 meters tall, and he is a formally trained mage apprentice, but at this moment, he looks more like a trembling beggar.

Because this guy rubbed his hands in front of Mo Long's eyes, there was not a magic staff, and the expression on his face did not have the kind of condescension or natural arrogance of the mage that Mo Long had seen, on the contrary, it was the kind of flattery that looked like a small vendor selling things in the lower city.

Well, even our Mr. Traveler thinks this guy is destroying the professional image of the lofty profession to which he thinks the term mage corresponds.

And our Mr. Clark obviously didn't have this self-awareness, he looked at Mo Long, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looking up at him, and the little loli with a double ponytail who was about the same height as a wheelchair, but at the moment looking at something dirty, hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "That, Lord Duke...... You, hello. ”

This was the first time that someone other than the Winter Mercenary Regiment had called him Lord Duke in a non-sarcastic tone, but Mo Long didn't hear the deference in this guy's tone at all.

Mo Long glanced at the other party, and knew that this guy had something to ask him, Mo Long was also a little curious, he really couldn't think of it, with his current embarrassing situation, this guy would come to beg him for something.

Akali didn't have a good impression of this guy who was disrupting the class, so she stood behind Mo Long's wheelchair, showing half of her face, looking at this guy with an unkind expression.

Every time Akali stood behind her wheelchair, Moron felt guilty that she was working as a child laborer.

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