For the next two days, Pandice had not fully recovered from this sadness, even during meals. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Women are really made of water!

Chris found that there were probably many girls who behaved like children at such times because they were so emotional.

At this time, Pandis is no different from an ordinary girl who marries far away, not only reluctance to her family, but also fear of the future, and even a little regret, regret that she did not insist on staying for a few more days, regret not spending more time with her family when she is at home, and so on.

Chris is very glad not to be petty, but if Cris's figure leaves her Pandis's field of vision a little, it will make her panic and make women happy, Chris is not good at it, so he can only accompany her quietly.

The campfire was lit, Chris was serving dinner, and Pandis sat beside her, her hands clasped on her knees, her eyes faintly watching, the bright yellow light of the fire dancing in her pupils.

"Chris!"

"Well, what's wrong?" Chriss, looking back at her.

"Are we going back to Lantis School of Magic?"

Chrissy thought for a moment and said, "Grace and Dylan have both graduated from the academy, if it's to see other teachers, it doesn't hurt to go and see," he smiled and continued, "And I'm still skipping class!

Pandis's eyes suddenly lit up with a smile: "By the way, Dilan seems to be from the Bell Empire, I must go and see her." ”

"Good!" said Chris, pulling a piece of wood out of the campfire, "Then you have to hurry up and improve yourself, and don't be beaten down by her then." ”

Pandis sneered, "She won't care about that!"

"What do you care?" said Chris, "oh, by the way, she'd be shocked to see me with you." ”

Pandice grinned, her cheeks flushed.

"She'll be happy for us!"

Chrissy also stopped what he was doing and recalled, "Dylan is indeed a good girl, and she blamed me for being bad to you at the beginning!"

"Really?" said Pandis, surprised.

Chris nodded: "So, when we have a wedding, be sure to let her be your bridesmaid." His words suddenly paused, "However, maybe she's married!"

Dilan's family is also a powerful family in the Bell Empire, in the human realm, such a family often uses political marriages to envelop its allies, even if Dilan's identity is a high-level magician, the deterrence of personal strength is far less important than the rise of a political family, in the final analysis, Dilan is just a woman, before he failed to become a sage, in the eyes of politicians, it is just a weighty bargaining chip.

Like Chris's mentor, Jane Gray, the vice president of the Wizards' Guild, she also married a nobleman from another country at the age of sixteen. Of course, as strong as her personality was, Jane Gray became a member of the Wizards' Guild at the age of fifty-two, a holy magician at the age of sixty, and her husband's family became vassals of Jane Gray for twenty-four years after her marriage.

According to Chriss's understanding of Jane Gray, during this time, she may not have any interest in this method of "annexing" the family, these are completely private transactions between the two families, but a strong person brings not only the strength of the family to which he belongs, but sometimes can also bring about changes in the network of relationships, which may eventually affect the politics of a country.

Of course, magicians like Jane Gray were the exception, and more girls were sent to the Academy of Magic by their families just to gild their future wedding dresses.

If a magician is caught up in too many other mundane things, it is not so easy to go further.

What about Dilan? What will happen to her in less than a year apart?

And Grace, Arian, they?

Pandis's face also had a look of remembrance: "Yes, I miss them so much!"

There was a sound of "rustling" in the darkness, and the armored beast grazing under the tree let out a few dissatisfied snorts.

Pandis let out an "ah" and turned to the direction of the armored beast with a lost smile: "Chris, we forgot about Demut for so long!"

Before Chris left the elves, he brought Demut out of the burrow, and because Pandis was in a bad mood along the way, Chris had to roll it up in a ball, race it into a package, and hang it on the armor beast.

It wasn't until the beast stopped walking and heard the two start chatting that Demut dared to struggle to make a sound in the package.

Chris also slapped his forehead, walked over to the beast, opened the package, and pulled out the rolled-up dress.

After pulling it out, Demut immediately let out a comfortable sigh: "Oh~ so comfortable!" This tone is easy to remind people of something, Chris frowned, habitually lifted the crumpled dress and shook it, and then Demut began to call out with the shaking: "... Oh... Oh... Oh...", but these few calls obviously have no sense of comfort.

"Alright, stop yelling!" said Kris, placing Demut on the ground.

The beautiful dress stood crookedly and straight in front of the campfire, stretched her limbs and body vigorously, and slowly became straight and neat again, and then sat down with her butt and fell to the ground again: "Ah~ It's still comfortable outside." ”

Then he said aggrievedly: "My lord, madam, can you stop rolling me in the package in the future, it makes me very uncomfortable!"

Chris handed a bowl of soup to Pandis and replied, "No!

Demut's body softened suddenly, and he said helplessly: "Okay!"

Chris also scooped up a bowl of soup and sat down, "Do you want a bowl too?"

"No!" Demut recoiled in horror, "My lord, please don't make such jokes!

Pandis whispered, "Okay, don't scare him!"

Chris smiled and said, "When we were on our way, there was really no place for you on the armored beast, so I'm sorry, when we get to the place, we naturally don't need to roll you up." ”

"That's... How much longer, sir?"

"You'll know we're not in a hurry!" said Chris calmly.

“......”

"As for the evening, you can run around, but remember not to go too far," said Chris, taking a sip of the soup and looking Demut up and down, "though you can't eat it, there must be many wild beasts willing to spread you in their dens." ”

"Oh ~ Oh my God!"

"Usually their nests are full of their hair, dander and... Well, you know. ”

Demut stopped talking, shivering around the campfire.

Pandis couldn't help frowning and said, "Chris, don't you say this, we're eating!"

Chris glanced at Demut, suddenly moved, and said slowly, "You're like this... It's like a person with a serious cleanliness habit. ”

It is natural for Demut to be afraid of fire, it is normal to be afraid of water, and it is not surprising that he is afraid of dirt.

Except for these three things, as a dress, the others don't seem to have anything to fear.

However, if a person trembles with fear when he thinks of something very dirty, this situation should be a cleanliness fetish.

Naturally, Chris thought of another person with a habit of cleanliness - oh no, elves.

Pandis naturally thought of Stiana, then Aya, then Ibela... His eyes darkened again.

Chris put down the bowl and sat down beside her, holding her in his arms, not forgetting to turn his head and glare at Demut. (To be continued.) )