Chapter 468

The early morning sun shines through the open Western-style windows into the castle of Aldrich college. In addition to bringing a trace of warmth to the corridor in winter, it also mixes with the reading and narration from those classrooms, making the castle full of vitality and vitality that an academy should have.

Elia was walking on the veranda looking around.

After a period of recuperation, Miss saint has not just arrived at the college that look like a little girl in the middle of winter. She has a white bow on her head, which complements the beautiful silver hair of the girl. Although she lives in the college temporarily, she is not a student after all. This bow is given to her by SIVI to replace the student ID card, which can be used as a proof of temporary residence permission of the three sages.

What's more, the dress on her body also makes people feel cumbersome and heavy from the holy land. It's not so much the casual dress as the dinner dress. It's the school uniform of Edric, and it's a black class directly under SIVI.

After wandering in the corridor for a while, she finally found her target outside the window.

Not far from the artificially dug River, Frey, the former head of the Knights Templar, was sitting on a carpet of withered grass, looking through a black book.

So Elijah immediately ran to the place with small steps.

"Fu Lei!"

The magical constitution of the saint makes her still face not red after running a kilometer or so, and shouts to Frey breathlessly.

"Oh, under the crown of the virgin."

Fu Lei put the red silk bookmark of the book into the book. After closing the book, she stood up and bowed slightly to the girl.

"Just sit down. Now, it doesn't matter if there's no ceremony. " Elijah waved her hand and said indifferently, "what were you just looking at? I was so absorbed that I didn't even notice my approach. "

As a famous Saint silver swordswoman, her perception is not weak. Although the peaceful atmosphere of the college may affect her vigilance to a certain extent, she is not aware of it when she is close to this level, which is too dull.

"It's a shame that I should have made such a mistake." Flea blushed slightly, and then hesitated to pass the book hidden behind her to Elia,

"Princess huanzhu? Is this a knight novel? What a strange name... " Miss Saint held up the thick black book curiously, and found a line on the gilt cover worthy of her attention: "by Sylvie Aldrich? Did that guy write this? "

"That's right." Frey nodded. "Besides this one, there are many books written by Mr. Aldrich in this college, but most of them are novels and so on."

"Don't magicians like to write magic notes full of all kinds of magic terms that people can't understand, or just make magic books?"

"Why would he write such a novel?" Elia asked suspiciously

"Not only that, but in fact, Mr. Aldrich's book is very interesting. It's much better than a lot of routine romance knight novels. "

Frey replied with a wry smile.

"Really?" The expression on Miss saint's face didn't seem to believe what Frey said: "but why do you say something that makes me feel like I know knight novels very well?"

"Er..."

Because I used to read knight novels in my spare time of praying and worshiping, and I was still in the romantic category. I couldn't say that even if I killed Frey

Fortunately, Elia didn't plan to go into it.

"Then let me see what he wrote."

Elijah walked up to Frey and sat in the arms of Saint silver sword girl. The scene was unexpectedly coordinated and looked like a pair of sisters with different hair colors, full of warmth.

Driven by curiosity, she opened the black book and read it from the beginning.

An hour passed Two hours later A morning passed

"It's gone like this?" Turning to the last page, the girl who didn't realize the passage of time suddenly came back to her mind and looked at the novel that had been turned over by herself: "how can this be so? It's so wonderful! What happened to Princess Lagerstroemia and Princess Yan? "

"Even if you ask me..."

In response to her is Frey's bitter smile.

"No! I can't help feeling that! " Elijah showed a rare expression of anxiety: "by the way, Frey, there should be the second volume in the library?"

Miss Saint waved the novel in her hand with a rude gesture that did not match her noble status.

"I asked the Banshee who ran the library, and he said that the sequel to the book hasn't been written yet..."

As soon as flea finished, Elia stood up with her book in her arms and ran to the Academy castle.

"Under the virgin's crown?" Cried Frey strangely.

"I'll get that guy to tell me the story quickly!" The voice of the virgin came from afar."Really After coming to Aldrich, the virgin's crown is much more lively. "

Frey stood up with a bitter smile: "ah, speaking of that novel They haven't finished reading it yet... "

-- the town where Cutler's performing arts company is temporarily located --

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Cutler? What a coincidence. "

Just as the cartel troupe was in the doldrums, a round, middle-aged man of the same age as lane Cutler came over with a puffy belly and a smug expression like a nouveau riche, and said hypocritically.

Rose! You fellow Lane Cutler rushed to the other side in a rage.

With all his hair and hair on his face, Seaver suspected that if he hadn't been followed by some swordsmen behind him, he would have gone up and held down the guy named Rose and beat him up.

"Why?" Rose was more amused in the face of lane Cutler's anger, and he went on in that pretentious note of death: "Oh, by the way, look at my memory. Our Ross troupe is going to take part in Avellan's performance contest, so should you. We have prepared two programs, the new dance "Golden Moon" and the stage drama "the knight of Monte Cristo" by Miss Weiss, who is a new member of our rose performing troupe. What about you

"You're more shameless than a goblin!" Lane Cutler couldn't help but grab each other's lapels and yelled: "the golden sun and silver moon is a dance that my wife and I have worked hard to choreograph, and the knight of Monte Cristo is a story provided by this minstrel, Mr. Aldrich! You are plagiarism

At this moment, Seaver suddenly reached out and grabbed Ryan Cutler's back collar. He let him release his hand involuntarily, and staggered back a few steps. It was precisely these steps that saved Ryan from the thunder of the demon swordsman who was suddenly in trouble behind him.

The swordsman was trying to pursue him, but Sylvie raised his head and looked at him with a smile. The other side felt as if he had been watched by countless double-digit Warcraft of Crusade level. His back was hairy, and even the pursuit stopped.

"Ha ha, your name was not written on these two performances. I said that I thought of it when I was sleeping."

The fat man rose straightened his collar and glanced suspiciously at the swordsman who bowed his head back behind him. However, the puzzled expression just disappeared: "in a word, are you going to take out those vulgar juggling to Avellan? You might as well sell me your little juggling troupe at a discount. "

It was not until this moment that rose's real purpose came to light.

"Bah, you dirty scum, don't even think about it." Lane Cutler spat and refused without hesitation.

"Well, the competition will open the day after tomorrow. What else can you do for this punk performing troupe?"

At this moment, fat rose also put away his hypocritical face and revealed his real ferocious face: "the reality is that you can't do anything about it! It's just going to be gray and coming back again! "

"I'm sorry to disappoint you."

At this time, the silent Sylvie suddenly said, "actually, we have another program."

After everyone's eyes were focused on him, he said with a satisfied smile, "it's called the lotus lamp."

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