Autumn is much shorter than summer, and the earth is gradually entering a cold winter.

Since the presentation, Rogers has not been asked to participate in any speeches or answers.

Linguistics is also successfully spreading to the wizarding world, gaining a large number of fans.

Some even referred to Rogers as a "little sage" in appreciation of his wisdom and generosity.

Of course, there are occasional schools of thought that question and denigrate, but none of them will become a climate.

None of the powerful schools that had heard Rogers' speech speak out on it, but they had not spread the content of Rogers' speech either.

Everyone seems to maintain a tacit understanding and don't want to talk too much about this unsolvable problem and flaw.

Professor St. Herthene would often talk to Rogers in his spare time, and while opening up a lot of small stoves for him, he was also exhausted.

After that, he simply planned the corresponding schedule, leaving the main time for analyzing the magic language with Yalana and promoting the application research of the Möbius ring with Tongkuli.

He also gave himself a fixed day off so that he could do what he wanted to do.

As winter approached, a fireplace lit up in Rutgers' dorm room, on one side of the couch.

That's right, it's the fireplace in the wooden house, which is made entirely of wood and burns firewood.

The firewood was distributed by the academy and could be burned for a long time, and Rogers had been burning it for almost a week since he received it, and he had not burned it to ashes.

The flames in the fireplace flickered, flickering and dimming, occasionally rattling, followed by a few sparks.

Rogers nestled in the corner of the couch, and two other girls huddled around him.

Rufia was on the armrest of the couch near the fireplace, enjoying the warmth with a relaxed face.

Alina leaned against Rogers, her chin resting on his shoulder, looking down at the book he was holding.

Rogers, who was sandwiched between the two, couldn't help frowning, and asked in a very unhappy tone, "Can't you go back to your dormitory to burn the stove?" Why do you have to crowd me? ”

Because they were so close together, it became extremely troublesome for him to even flip through a book and stretch his legs.

"It's warmer here, hehe." Rufia smirked.

Alina ignored the question and instead pointed to a picture on the page: "Do you like this?" ”

The book Rogers was holding in his hand was titled "Research Report on the Psychic Characteristics of Succubi", and Alina was pointing to a sketch of an image depicting a succubus, especially the chest of the succubus, showing (.Y.) A spectacular sight.

He turned the page blankly, not answering the question that could have had undesirable consequences.

The last time he laughed at the other party in this regard, what happened after he still lingered in his mind.

Rogers knew that this guy had a special grudge, and even if she was kind at the time, she would definitely wait for an opportunity to take revenge in the future.

"Have you noticed that many girls in your class look at you a little strangely recently?" Alina didn't dwell too much on it, and then asked the next question.

"Huh? Haven't my classmates always looked at me strangely? Rogers asked, a little inexplicably.

His charisma trait only works on those who come close to him, and the closest to him are Alina and Rufia.

These two people have a lot of good feelings about themselves before they are blessed, and that bonus is simply negligible.

However, his bad reputation was stable during this time, just because everyone had heard about Rivers being used by Rutgers to cycle through points.

"It's stupid." Alina sighed.

"Oh." Rogers replied and turned the page, he was being praised for his wisdom by various professors every day, and only Alina could slander herself like this out of jealousy.

But he still wrote it down, and planned to pay attention to it in the next class.

"By the way, are we going to have an engagement ceremony when we go home from vacation this time?" Alina turned her eyes sideways and stared straight at Rogers, asking in an inexplicable tone.

"Holiday? There's an exorcism night in between, and it's not just us who are engaged in it, right? Rogers looked confused.

"Because there is a lot of preparation to be done before the engagement, it takes a lot of time just to hand out invitations, and my father has written to me asking me what I think about this." Alina replied flatly.

"Oh? Is your father willing to marry me? It's magical. Rogers raised his hand and pinched his chin, pondered for a moment and said:

"Aside from whether to book or not, my father's side may have a little bit of a desire to procrastinate, probably because he heard that I had a good relationship with Rufia.

"The marriage between you and me can increase the dominance of the Eastern Realm, but the marriage with Rufia will allow my family to directly reach into the center of power in the imperial capital.

"Both options were very tempting to my father, and he probably kept thinking about how to choose and didn't want to jump to conclusions.

"Well, I don't know why my parents didn't have more children, so that they could help me share a little bit of the pressure from the royal family.

"Recently, there have been more and more small actions of the third prince, and the content of Caspar's report has almost become a praise for the third prince, and there is no valuable information."

Earl Bred has been communicating with him more and more frequently, firstly, the feedback on the information he provided, and secondly, the collection of the Eastern Magic Energy Mine is almost underway, and I want to ask him how far he has progressed in the development of the skills used in the ore.

Naturally, he couldn't help but talk about marriage, at first he was trying to persuade him to let go of the Holy Maiden, but later after discovering that he really let go, he turned to care about Alina and Lufia.

Rogers didn't have much to say about this, but just recounted his daily life very normally.

As a result, Earl Braider became more and more interested in his and Rufia's situation, and at the same time revealed to him his thoughts on the future of the family.

"Do you want to marry me?" Rufia turned her head suspiciously when she heard this, she looked a little stunned, but as a princess, she still had some understanding of the nature of marriage:

"My father told me to be careful with you, and he said I had to find a way to make good use of you, but don't get too close to you.

"He also said that you are a dangerous person and will definitely do something to make everyone unhappy, but because you promised him that you would protect me well, you can't deliberately alienate you.

"In my father's opinion, he probably wouldn't have agreed to our marriage."

Rogers bowed slightly, not surprised.

Prince Rheed was still loyal to the royal family on the surface at this time, and if he asked Rufia to marry him, it would be clear that he was going to tear up his face with the royal family.

Coupled with the fact that he still has the title of "prophet" in front of the other party, such a high level of uncontrollable factors really can't make people feel at ease to pull into the house.

"Next time you write to your father, remember to bring it to me first."

After a moment's thought, he instructed Rufia.

"Okay." Rufia nodded obediently, then closed her eyes and enjoyed the fire.

"What do you think?" Seeing that the conversation between the two was over, Alina asked.

"My thoughts? The idea of marriage between nobles? Rogers felt that the problem was not a problem at all, and replied very simply:

"If possible, find a princess with direct royal blood, and then seduce her as soon as possible, have a child with her, and take the imperial claim into your hands.

"It's best to give birth to a firstborn son as soon as possible, so that he can socialize more in the circle of nobles and hook up with a few more noblewomen.

At the same time, it also allows the people in the family to have more children and more marriages.

"It's necessary to have a few more bloody weddings, ah no, this might be a bit tricky......

"By the way, why did you suddenly ask me this?"

When Rogers recalled the usual P Society marriage operation in his previous life, he suddenly felt that Alina's continuous questions were very problematic, and he glanced sideways at the other party suspiciously, with inquiry in his eyes.

He realized that the other party did not seem to be asking what he thought about the marriage, but his own opinion of his own marriage.

"Personally, I'm not so unlimited, these are ordinary means of earning considerable profits through marriage, and the nobility likes to do this, I'm just describing it."

Seeing that the other party's face gradually turned cold, he made up for the explanation in a timely manner.

"Where did you learn this?" Alina asked faintly, her snow-white eyelashes slightly down, allowing Rogus to detect a hint of danger.

Rogers didn't bother to answer, he scratched his chin with his fingers and said in confusion: "The questions you asked earlier...... You guy, you can't like me, right? ”

As the words fell, silence slowly filled the air, leaving the quiet space with only the click of firewood burning.

After a while, Rogers felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck.

"Are you possessed by the evil spirits of trolls?! Also, why are you biting the back of my neck?! ”

Rufia glanced at the two of them, only to see that Rogus was no longer completely suppressed as before, and could occasionally press back a few times.

This is all due to the nourishment of Alanna's black tea, but Rufia doesn't know about it, and simply thinks that Rogers has become a lot stronger.

Then she saw the slender snowflakes dancing in the cold wind outside the window, and then turned back with a smile on the corner of her mouth to close her eyes to enjoy the warmth, and did not stop the fight between the two.

It wasn't until they both stopped panting that she wondered:

"What do you want to dress up for Exorcism Night?"

Exorcism Night is a festival based on the druid's "Sahain" tradition.

The druids felt that during this night, evil creatures would return from the underground.

They wear ghost masks and costumes, or dress up as various animals to help them ward off evil spirits, while also protecting themselves from harm.

On this night, they also make bonfires of animal bones and light them as a blessing.

There are also things about "Sahain" that the druids consider to be the most spiritual, the most dangerous, the most spiritually important days, and so on.

But when it spread throughout the empire and even St. Herthe, it became simply a festival of celebration and games.

Everyone will dress up and party to their heart's content on this night.

"Haven't thought about it yet, what about you?" Alina asked as she brushed her messed hair.

"I didn't ...... either," Rufia said in annoyance.

When Rogers saw the two of them look at him, he shrugged his shoulders and motioned for himself to do the same.

He picked up the "Research Report on the Spiritual Power Characteristics of Succubi" that had just been pushed to the ground in the fight, and placed it on the long table in front of the sofa.

St. Helte also hosts some contests on Exorcism Night to add to the festive entertainment.

Again, this is a key plot point that is out of the school's control, and this is the first major crisis that Alice will encounter.

"Are we going out for a snowball fight? It's been snowing outside the house for a long time, and I've heard people say that when the snow falls, they will organize an event on the west side of the big lawn! ”

Rufia saw that the two of them had not been able to decide what to dress up as much as she did, and her distress dissipated in an instant.

She looked at the snowflakes outside the house that were getting bigger and bigger, and excitedly made a proposal.

"It's good to move a little." Alina readily agreed, and pulled Rogus out the door.

Everything outside the house seemed to be covered in a white veil, and dense snowflakes fell from the sky, casting a quiet and cold atmosphere.

They floated down the road and quietly piled up into an ice-white blanket that stained the silent earth with a dreamlike landscape.

Rogers rubbed his hands together and exhaled a white breath.

He looked at Rufia, who was constantly jumping in the snow, and Alina, who was guarding against the other party's fall, and shook his head slightly helplessly.

After fumbling his monocle from his sleeve pocket and snapping it into his left eye socket, he once again carefully read the book he remembered.

When the greenery of the past is gone, it has completely turned into a snow-white lawn.

The people of the Holy Maiden's Courtyard and the Demon King's Courtyard were throwing snowballs at each other, and they were running and dodging back and forth in the snow, and Rogers was also a little interested in watching.

With his fingers spread out, he used his magic to slowly condense a ball of snowflakes into a ball, during which he remembered his interpretation and understanding of the spell, and tried to slowly infuse it with the elements of water and fire.

The first ball turned into water with a pop, and the second ball slowly turned into an ice ball, and it was not until the third that it retained the appearance of a snowball.

Rogers looked at the snowball that was hovering above his palm and gradually began to drip water, and threw it very simply in the direction where everyone in the Holy Maiden House had gathered.

Bang –

A huge amount of water vapor burst in the air and poured directly on the bodies of several students.

Because there is not too much fire element injected, and the winter buff cools down, even if the water vapor is not hot, it still causes a period of discomfort when it falls on people.

“nice！”

Rogers was quite satisfied with this result, but the people who were attacked looked angrily at the Demon King Courtyard opposite, and they all slowly stirred up their own magic power.