Chapter Forty-Eight: The Bad School Flower of the Magic Campus Conquers the Demon School Grass 4
Ares, who was playing with the flame in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Shu Ange with green eyes.
A chill ran down her back, the Holy Light Academy of Magic had ordered that wands or magic scrolls were forbidden on campus, but it was nothing for the eminent Highness Ares.
What's more, he was so talented that he could unleash magic below the fourth order without the need for a medium, which was too strong.
His eyes turned dark green, glowing with mockery, Shu Ange bit his lip, took another step forward, and lowered his voice in a fearless spirit: "Actually, I am a prophet, I have seen ...... from dreams"
In Gaia, soothsayers and soothsayers are both revered professions, as they are believed to have glimpses into the cogs of fate.
But soothsayers rely on talent, and soothsayers rely on dreams, so most of the time, everyone is suspicious of soothsayers.
Ares extinguished the flame in his hand and walked out of the flowers with his slender thighs, his hands in his pockets, and his expression was lazy like a beautiful boy who came out of a comic.
The flowers bloomed just right, the air was filled with a faint fragrance, and his eyes seemed to hide the sea, surging with green waves.
But Shu Ange felt a sense of oppression from him, and after he walked out, he lowered his head and folded a flower, held it in his hand and asked lightly: "What prophecy." ”
Shu Ange hesitated after being kicked out of the Holy Light Magic Academy, as well as having a relationship with His Highness Ares, and maybe he couldn't just fly out as nonsense.
To say, or not to say, Shu Ange was in a state of confusion.
Seeing that she was silent, Ares' eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said in a playful voice, "Perhaps, you don't know what happened to the last person who tried to attract my attention in this way. ”
The delicate flowers were crushed by his white and slender fingers, and his fingertips were dyed a faint red, and the petals fell to the ground.
"I saw that at the time of the Bauhinia Festival in December, Queen Isabella was to be assassinated by a knight named Dieter."
Shu Ange finished what she knew in one breath, and then stared boldly into the eyes of His Highness Ares to observe his reaction.
After Ares listened to her words, a storm suddenly rolled up in his green eyes, and before Shu Ange could react, he grabbed his bow tie and lifted it.
He was more than a head taller than her, and Shu Ange could only struggle desperately on tiptoe, his face was red and out of breath when he was strangled by his tie.
At this time, Shu Ange didn't care whether he was offended or not, he reached out and tried to break Ares's fingers.
When Shu Ange was about to faint, Ares let go of his hand and showed a malicious smile: "If you lie to me, the gallows will be waiting for you." ”
His appearance was handsome and full of evil spirits, and his dangerous words made Shu Ange shudder.
But even though he was so scared that his calves trembled slightly, Shu Ange still didn't forget to fight for his own rights: "So, I hope Your Highness can forgive me for my mistake today, and you also see that I am forced to ......"
She said as she carefully observed the expression of His Highness Ares.
Just when Shu Ange was nervous, a Qingyue voice suddenly sounded: "Rui, the dean, please come over." Well, who is this? ”
Ares' expression instantly became lazy, he reached out and patted Shu Ange's shoulder, leaned into her ear and said meaningfully: "If you can't keep it a secret, then the dead won't speak." ”
“……”
Shu Ange finally understood why everyone called Ares a demon school grass, and her habit of threatening others with death all the time - she was really scared.
"It's really surprising how Yuejian has the kung fu to help the old man run errands."
Hearing the word Yuejian, Shu Ange immediately remembered another school grass grass in the memory of the original owner, who was known as the gentle prince.