"Lord Chris, you'd better go back sooner!" said Tlaka, "your father, mother, and Miss Irene miss you. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Chris smiled, "Well, I'm going to go back to the academy one more time and go home." ”

"Are you going back to the Lantis Academy of Magic?" said Tlaka.

"Of course, don't forget, I'm still a fourth-year student at the Rantis Academy of Magic. Chris winked at Pandis beside him.

"Then you... Do you want to go back to the academy?"

"I want to... No, I have more important things to do. Chris said simply, "Get married!"

Pandis let out an "ah" and glared at him with disgust.

Tlarka looked at Pandis, who had met him in the academy, and said smartly, "Yes, congratulations to my lord and madam." ”

Pandice was shy.

Chris saw that Tlacca looked embarrassed, and asked, "What's the matter, you seem to want to say something?"

"Yes!" Tlarka nodded, "As far as I know, several ministers of the Luo Lan Empire have proposed to Lord Darnell, and among them..."

"Alright," Chriss, not daring to look at Pandis's face next to him, quickly interrupted Tlaka, "Father won't interfere with my affairs, so I don't need to mention this." ”

"Uh... Yes, yes, but—" Tlarka stopped talking.

Chris frowned, "What exactly are you trying to say, Tlaka?"

Tlaka glanced at Chris, and quickly lowered his head: "Your marriage, Master Darnell also said very clearly, it is up to you to decide..."

Chris breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Yes, I knew that. ”

Pandis also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Chris.

"But there are a few ministers and nobles who want to marry your sister, Miss Irene, and they mean..."

"Bang"

The coffee table was broken into several pieces, and the fragments and teacups fell to the ground with a "ping pong", and Kris stood up and shouted angrily:

"/, who dares?"

Trakha was startled and quickly shut his mouth.

Pandis also couldn't help but shake Stiena behind her.

There seemed to be a gust of wind in the living room, mixed with an earthquake, the table, stool and sofa began to shake in place together, and the flower pots in the corner of the wall also danced together, Chris seemed to become a source of wind in an instant, the air pushed out to the surroundings, "whirring", Tlaka bore the brunt of the blow, took a few steps back, but it was not blown by the wind, but the violent aura that burst out of Cris's body in an instant made everyone's hearts tremble, even Pandis was no exception. A mural on the wall staggered and finally fell off the hook and smashed into the carpet with a "dang bang".

Chris reacted suddenly.

Just as he was about to regain his momentum, he heard someone laugh and say:

"Chris, what are you doing again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, three people appeared at the door of the living room.

Anthony, the lord of Gurnai, was beside him, and behind him was a guard, and the first to go was a long-bodied man, with long golden hair falling softly over his shoulders, the corners of his eyes were narrow, his nose was like a hanging gall, his lips were thin, and the corners of his mouth on both sides were slightly raised:

"Are you welcoming me in this way?"

Chris and Pandis smiled at the same time:

"Mentor Clark!"

The sound stopped, and the two of them greeted each other.

Sure enough, it was Clark, but he was very different from before.

Of course, it wasn't his looks, Clarke's appearance was also very deceptive among the tutors at the Lantis School of Magic and Wizardry, and Chris had heard of many college girls who had shown their love to him, and even some girls who were not Assassins would come to his classes, and it was said that girls often stuffed love letters and other gadgets into the cracks of his house doors.

However, after so many years in the academy, I haven't seen Clark have any scandals with a female tutor or female student.

Maybe in Clark's heart, there is also a unique woman.

Anyway, in Chris's impression, Clark always wears dark clothes, and the expression on his face in front of the students is always the same calm.

But this Clark in front of him, his golden-red hair was tied up with a blue ribbon, and his clothes were no longer so dark and dull, or gray, with a golden background, collar, buttons, and edges decorated with shiny links, hems hanging straight down to the knees, white trousers, and pale blue shoes, which completely subverted his previous image.

It hardly looks like him anymore!

What exactly makes a person make such a change?

Chris and Pandis froze.

Clark was a little embarrassed by the two of them, and laughed unnaturally.

Fat Anthony carefully surveyed the hall, carefully wiping his sweat - Chris's momentum had indeed frightened him a lot.

Chris also put aside his previous annoyance for the time being, and stepped forward and said:

"Mentor Clark... How do you... You are..."

Clark didn't answer, and looked at Pandis behind him with a smile: "Together?"

These words immediately made Pandice blush, walked up to Clark, bowed his head and saluted, unable to say a word.

Instead, Chris reached out and wrapped his arms around Pandis's waist: "Mentor Clark, why don't you tell me about yourself, to be honest, we are all curious." ”

Clark's old face turned red, coughed and changed the subject: "I came this time to greet you on behalf of the Lantis Academy of Magic and the royal family of the Luo Lan Empire, you... When are you going to leave for the Imperial Capital?"

"This," Chriss, turning to Pandis, "I don't care, I can do it at any time." But don't you want me to go back to class?"

Clark shook his head, and suddenly leaned forward and whispered, "I heard that you and the gray-clothed sword master of the Bell Empire have made a move?"

Chris didn't hide it, nodded honestly and smiled bitterly: "Well, I lost." ”

Clark gasped, "How did you mess with him?"

"Beat his apprentice," Chrissey said, "but I don't think he came to trouble me for this. ”

He spread his hands at Clark and Anthony, who had their ears pricked up, "Don't ask me, to be honest, I still don't understand why." ”

Clark didn't ask anymore, but said eagerly, "How much is the difference between you and the saint level now?"

Before yesterday, if Clark asked him this question, his answer would have been "lost"!

But now, after mastering that "pseudo-realm", the stillness, and before the real battle with Landenor, this is an unanswerable question. (To be continued.) )