At dusk, the sun slowly sinks to the end of the sky, and the sky is gradually dyed with a light gray, as if the color has been gently faded in the sunset.

The clouds drifted in the sky with the breeze, and they came in a variety of shapes, some like a flock of sheep, others like a fine mist.

In the Spiral Tower classroom, Rogers, sitting behind the podium, looked through the window lattice and looked at the canopy, thinking that it was time to announce the end of class.

Not long ago, after calming the emotional Viredeya, he went straight back to the podium and sat down until now while waiting for the students' answers.

Veredya's coaxing level is far beyond his expectations, but he doesn't plan to use this trust to do more, he just wants to appease him, so that the other party will not go berserk and turn into a disaster in the future.

"That's it for today's lesson, now you can stop writing."

Rogers waved his hand slightly, and a stream of magic began to roll up the answer sheets in front of all the students in the classroom, and put them all into the magic book for storage.

He was still thinking of assigning some homework or something to show that he was more responsible.

But thinking that this is the first class, and although there are similar homework words in the imperial Chinese, it has not yet officially entered the current world education system, after all, he has never done homework in the past whether he was educated by the children of the nobility before, or studied in St. Herte for a year.

Next time, let's feel the joy of doing homework.

After thinking about it, Rogers got up to say goodbye to the students, and he took the lead out of the classroom with his cane, preparing to go to Tutor Aldley's office in the spiral tower, and by the way, he threw the quiz to the other party for correction.

First, this lesson should have been taught by the other party, secondly, it also showed that he was doing his own duty, and third, he didn't want to waste a lot of time on this kind of thing.

As Rogers left the classroom, most of the students looked at Viredea curiously, wondering why Viredea suddenly hugged Rogus and cried in the afternoon......

……

The sky was getting darker, and as the light faded, the stars began to rise from the depths of the night.

When Rogus stepped out of the spiral tower, he could already see the stars dotted in the sky.

Just now, when he described the teaching process and progress to Aldre, the other party did not make it difficult for him anymore, and happily accepted the task of correcting the quiz in class.

But in the end, before he left, Aldre still couldn't help but tell a few words, if he felt that teaching was troublesome, it was better to give up as a lecturer as soon as possible.

Rogers was noncommittal, but thanked Aldrey for his kindness.

He didn't plan to go back to his dorm room first, but took out the academy badge from his sleeve pocket, and after a little bit of magic, an emerald green light appeared out of thin air, sending him straight away.

Under the treehouse in Idrul, glowing fireflies lit up the trees.

The faint, soft, almost transparent green light weaves through the layers of leaves, and the scene is like a star.

Rogers' arrival caused a stirring of light and shadow, and he looked at the experimental table under the tree, holding two stems, one thick and one thin, one blue and one red, and kept fiddling, and said:

"Professor, I'd like to wash up a little bit at your place and help me erect a few planks to cover up."

Idrul turned his head to look at Rogus suspiciously, and the next second a sudden look appeared on his face, and four planks rose from the ground around Rogus, enclosing it, enclosing half a space the size of a bathroom, and all the flowers and plants on the ground within, leaving only the soft soil.

"If you only use water to wash away, you can't wash away the taste, so you'd better use your magic to summon some water vapor out and stuff it.

"I still have mint, roses and lavender here, if you want to, tell the old man, and it should be no problem to steam with these things."

The old professor turned around and continued to fiddle with the stem, expounding his experience in a sophisticated tone.

"No, no, it's too deliberate." Rogers stopped the [Incomplete Praise], stuffed the excess clothes and monocles into the magic book, and followed the other party's advice to steam the sauna.

"The old man has noticed since the final of the spell last semester that the little girl holds the power of fate.

"Magicians with this kind of power are usually extremely sensitive, and if you can't help but want to steal food in the future, you have to find a way to separate the other party for a while, otherwise even if your perks can block prying eyes, you won't be able to hide it after all.

"Oh, and besides, the quota for the promotion to the silver ceremony has been finalized, and you don't need to take another test to participate directly."

Idrul sighed slowly, his eyes revealing a hint of emotion, and his tone was full of memories and vicissitudes, and it was not until he talked about the silver ceremony that he restrained his complicated expression.

"I just want to avoid misunderstandings and troubles, and I'm too lazy to waste time on meaningless things, so I'm just taking a shower by the way, you're thinking too biased." Rogers' rather speechless voice came from the board, and he added a final word of thanks to Idrul for helping him secure his promotion to silver.

"Yes, that's right, just like that, you're already a kid who knows how to tease and cheat fate." Idrul's old eyes were full of relief, and he sighed and praised.

Rogers didn't bother to explain further, and after a while, Idrul heard him and removed the plank.

He changed into a new set of clothes, reached out to adjust the collar of the trench coat uniform, held his cane, reactivated the [Incomplete Tribute], slowly walked to Idrul's side, and asked:

"Professor, has the experiment advanced to the point where I can't even see it?"

Idrul was stunned when he heard this, he put the two stems on the table, raised his hand to stroke his beard, and replied with an old face: "You are thinking too much." ”

Rogers looked at the old professor with a look full of trust in his eyes, and nodded vigorously with reassurance.

Ever since he had spoken to Idrul about Mendel's theory of inherited traits, he had been doing things that he felt a little unethical.

But now, at least on the surface, it looks like it's back to normal, and there's no problem.

"In case someone asks, I hope you don't mention my name."

Rutgers said before being sent back to the dormitory by Idrul under a spell.

……

In the wooden house, runes with bright meanings are engraved on the ceiling, and the soft light that radiates is sprinkled throughout the room.

Alina was sitting at the desk by the window, reading a tome and urging Rufia beside her not to be lazy and dozing.

She saw Rogers after entering the house, and asked suspiciously, "Why did you come back so late?" ”

"Went to Professor Idrull." Rogus closed the door and walked behind the two maidens, telling Alina about his desire to create more magical skills and try to establish a language of the occult.

"It's okay to say that you already have a lot of groundbreaking theories about topology, and you can try them slowly, but the occult language is a bit more complicated.

"Even if there is a mature linguistic theory as the foundation, just sorting out the connections and echoes of symbols is a great project, not to mention that it will form a system and affect the present world, and there are ......."

As she spoke, Alina saw Rogess's expectant eyes, her eyebrows slowly furrowed, and her eyes revealed a hint of impatience: "You don't already have a set of ideas, but it's hard to turn them into concrete texts and don't know how to put them into practice, so you want to push them to my side." ”

"There will always be someone to open up in the future, and the only one who can reassure me and have the ability to accompany me forward is you, my all-powerful Alina." Rogers caressed his chest with his left hand and pleaded in a tactful tone.

"I really can't help you, but don't push it to me." Alina raised her hand and put her fingertips to her eyebrows, and sighed helplessly.

But then she seemed to realize something, and leaned her head closer to Rogers, her nose twitching slightly, and her amber eyes full of questions.

Before Rogers could say what he had been preparing in his mind, there was a knock on the door.

When Rogers was about to open the door, Alina also got up and followed, and Rufia immediately put down the quill in her hand and followed the movements of the two of them.

Alina didn't bother with Rufia's lazy behavior, but just ran her hand around Rogus's neck as she followed him, muttering in a low voice, "Really washed ......"

With a creaking sound, when the door opened, the three of them all saw Alice standing outside the door.

Her lips were slightly pursed, her expression was solemn, sometimes her hands were clenched, sometimes her fingers were wrenched, and the focus of her eyes was constantly changing, looking very hesitant and tangled.

"What's going on?" Seeing the other party's state, Rogers took the initiative to ask.

"Rutgers, I heard that today when you were teaching a first-year student, you let a little girl throw herself in your arms and cry, is it true?" Alice took a deep breath and said with a serious face.

"That's why you're changing your clothes and taking a shower?" Alina's eyes showed abruptness, and she asked in a flat tone.

Rogers was silent, wondering if the spread was a little too fast.

After a little silence, he didn't hide anything, directly explained the life experience and particularity of Viredeya, and clearly told everything that happened during the class.

"Is it possible to turn into a calamity because of the stimulus? Thank you for your hard work. The expression on Alice's face became much more complicated.

It should have been her duty as a saint to protect the world and clean up the disaster, but it was noticed and done for Rogers again and again, which made her mood quite complicated.

"Are you busy?"

An unexpected voice suddenly sounded, and the second prince Leus, who was wrapped in a sacrificial robe, stepped forward, and he looked at the scene of the four people gathering in front of the door, and asked in confusion.

After Rogers saw Leus who came here, he immediately guessed the other party's intention in his heart, and he cleared his throat slightly: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince, I am discussing important matters related to the security of the world, can you avoid it first?" ”

"Huh?" The confusion on Leus's face became even more evident when he heard this.

What is at stake in the security of the world? Afraid of being heard, so you need outsiders to avoid it? Then why are you still standing at the door of the room and talking?

But he immediately understood what Rogers meant, this should be conveyed by the other party, and it is inconvenient to talk to him on the current occasion.

"Okay, then you discuss how to save the world first, and I'll go back to you in private later, after all, what I'm going to talk to you about is not suitable to talk about in front of a few girls."

He slowly bowed his head in clarity, and just as he was about to turn away, he was shouted by Alice and Alina in unison.

"Your Royal Highness, the world has just been saved, now you can continue to say what you just wanted to say, we won't feel rude." Alice's tone was very sincere, and her eyes were fixed on Lius.

Leus looked at Rogers shaking his head slightly, and when he wanted to refuse, he said naturally:

"I'm here to ask why Rogers is showing Miara the Succubus Book when he is lecturing?"

A faint wind blew through the trees not far from the wooden house, and the leaves rubbed gently, making a slight rustling sound.

Rogers knew that Alice must have activated the bonus to get Lius's words.

There was no sadness or joy on his face, feeling the tranquility of this moment, and then he cleared his throat a little, ready to help everyone sort out the joints and misunderstandings.

However, one wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

Richard, the third prince with an angry face, hurriedly approached several people, and there was a wave of indignation and dissatisfaction in his eyes, as if there was a vigorous anger burning in it.

He was a little surprised when he saw the few people in the outer part of Rutgers's door, but then his jaw clenched slightly, and his eyes looked directly at Rogers:

"Rutgers Breed! Although we have had a bit of a frustration with each other, I haven't really come up with any tricks after trying the people around you a few times, but what do you mean by doing it now?! ”

Richard's voice revealed resentment and depression, and the speed of his speech was a little urgent, and he didn't know what had just happened to the prince that made the prince leave behind his former peace.

"Your Royal Highness, I don't quite understand what you're talking about." Rogers' expression was extremely innocent and confused, but he already had some speculation in his mind: "If you are interested, we can find a place to chat privately, and I will slowly solve your misunderstanding." ”

"Misunderstanding? Private chat? Oh, you're afraid you don't want to take the opportunity to create a false impression that I am bullying you, right? The corners of Richard's mouth rose into a sneering smile, and he continued in a heavy tone:

"I don't know when you made a move against Elias, and I don't know how you used to trick her, but I warn you, no matter how stupid Elias is, she is the princess after all, and you are the heir of the Breed family!"

After the words fell, silence filled the air, and there were no superfluous voices to fill the silence, and time seemed to stand still.

Rogers felt the different looks cast by everyone, he slowly looked up at the endless night sky above his head, and after slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, he said indifferently:

"Listen to me."

(End of chapter)