"Something happened to your partner. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

In Liannes' room, a dark-haired girl with a haggard face said to a cat on her desk.

"Oh. It lifted its head from a thick adventure novel, paws through the Guardian next to it. A red, almost half-page headline stands out, "What is the matter with the sword-wielding lady leaving school in the middle of the night and sneaking into the chaos zone to find someone for the hooligans?"

The whole article, with exaggerated words, vividly describes how a noble woman trapped in love struggles to climb over the wall, and how the handsome cousin who cares about her is so angry that he loses his temper. It insinuates that it almost tells the reader directly that Alina has gone to find her lowly lover. The newspaper was very good at explaining what had been introduced from the stern schedule drawn up by Flogiza, who had sensed the evil, and hinted at the reader that it was a wonderful love triangle, made up of incest and lowly desires.

"Ordinary gossip. The white cat didn't care, "People expect a noble and dignified woman to have a silver side, and expect a virtuous and respectable person to be a guy who regards morality as nothing." The better the person's reputation, the more obscene the rumors about them, the more people like them. ”

"It's a bit excessive. She frowned, "I didn't expect the Guardian to smear a young lady so much, and it also implied that she had already given birth to several children." ”

"Boring humans. Melly pushed the newspaper away with a push on her forelegs, "There must be some kind of jealousy, conspiracy." It's so young, and I bet Arcanis won't care about that. ”

"Didn't you say she had amnesia? And said she was like a spoiled girl. ”

"There is a famous writer in the West named Wo Zhibian who once said: Mountains and rivers are easy to change, but human nature is difficult to change. Melly lay on her desk and continued to look at the big head, "Even if she has amnesia, her nature has not changed. ”

"How can the strange name of Wo Zhibian be homophonic with "I made it up" in the Western lingua franca?

Melly looked away, wagged her tail, and looked at her proudly, "I made it up, I'm the famous writer." ”

At this point, on the second floor of the girls' dormitory, the Guardian was torn to shreds and thrown into the air, and Alina slumped in her chair. Blood rushed up her brain, and there was silence around her, and she could hear the sound of her own blood flowing, and feel the crumbs of cake sticking between her teeth.

Christina whispered softly into her ear, "Honey, take a deep breath, take a deep breath." ”

The silver-haired girl took a few deep breaths, her green eyes moistened, "How could they do that? How could they send such filthy articles to the newspaper and use such a large page?"

The thought of the huge headline, the exaggerated text that would scream to thousands of people, "Alina is a, and the water girl who has had enough sex with the filthy workers (1)!", made her tears of grief burst into her eyes.

"Don't care what they think. ”

Christina's sister hugged her and patted her on the back, and after a long time, Alina calmed down.

"You're right, Sister Christina. ”

They let go of their hands, and Alina's wide, reddened eyes looked at Christina.

"Just be yourself, don't take it personally. ”

The half-elf girl nodded, looking at her soft ears, and Christina sighed. She knew that the silver-haired girl was obviously still too concerned about what others were saying.

"There's one thing I have to remind you. ”

"I will definitely abide by the rules of the law in the future. ”

"No, it's not. Christina smiled charmingly, "You're going to be late for literature class." ”

"Oh my God, it's Mr. Andrew's class. She quickly stood up, "I need to rush over right away." ”

As she spoke, she pushed open the door and walked briskly into her room, picking up the materials she had organized and the books she had borrowed from the library. Teacher Andrew is knowledgeable, friendly, never put on a teacher's stand, always follow the teaching to inspire students, is Alina's favorite teacher, she will always find a way to miss a minute in other classes, but Teacher Andrew's class, she does not want to miss even a second.

With a book in her hand, she went out the door, walking briskly down the empty avenue. The cold autumn wind blew through her silver threads, and the dense green leaves above her head, withered and yellow, fell, and were swept into the garbage can, leaving only bare branches.

Alina walked into the classroom and sat in her place in the third row, she placed the thick books and materials on the table, Teacher Andrew smiled at her, and the silver-haired girl smiled back.

For this lesson, she prepared a lot, and Mr. Andrew's literature class is not just about splitting the emotional things of storytelling and poetry into cold rational principles. He also led students to think about and discuss things, such as today's discussion class, about the Great Plague in Southern Hyperion Province 59 years ago. In that catastrophe, the hopeless mob, under the intrigues of the local aristocracy, made the blockade and quarantine ineffective, leading to the spread of the plague, famine and riots, and finally the well-equipped Central Army was dispatched to suppress and "treat" a large number of people with the disease, so that the situation could be contained in the province of Huberion.

Of course, in order to meet the huge healing needs, the soldiers dispatched by the Empire are all proficient in "super efficient and fast-acting" healing spells, among which the fireball technique is very popular. For the soldiers, Fireball is a cheap, quick, and easy to use "healing" spell, and it would be more effective if it weren't for the fact that the sick who have lost their minds but are still terrified are always running around.

Naturally, this matter should not be discussed, after all, seven innocent nobles died in this catastrophe, and one of them was a side of an eternal nobleman, and discussing this kind of thing would make the victims' families sad. However, for the young elites in the academy, it is very necessary to discuss the topic of "not suitable for discussion", not to mention that the culprit of this catastrophe is a nobleman.

The sound of the ancient bronze bell of the academy came from outside the door, alerting Mr. Andrew, who was thinking about something, and the students fell silent and watched the respected teacher in a black robe pick up the whip. A serious look changed to a serious expression on his face, and he said in a heavy and mournful tone: "Eleven years after the Western Divine Believers ended the plague of the undead, a terrible plague has occurred in the southern province of Hyperion of the Zofia Empire. The result was a depraved aristocrat eager for revenge, who spread an evil magical plague on innocent people, and under the watering of the conspiracy, this event became one of the worst disasters in the empire in the last thousand years. ”

Almost all hands stood up,

Alina pinched the corner of the book a little nervously, but she didn't plan to raise her hand immediately, but planned to listen to what others had to say first, after all, she needed to adjust her mentality.......