Chapter 197 Ruins of the Stargazing Room
Temple College, Temple of the Sun.
Poetry singing is being performed on the high platform in front of the hall, and students in black and white uniforms are sitting below, including Lorraine Hill, but she did not pay attention to the performance on the stage at this time, but was reminiscing And thinking about the scene I saw yesterday.
"Rochelle, Rochelle?" A tall and slender student asked while standing beside Roland Hill.
I don't know when, the performance was over, most of the students started to leave, only the girl didn't get up.
"Sorry, sorry, I was thinking about something just now, what's the matter?" Lorraine Hill got up and looked at the classmate in front of her, her name was Ingrid, with wavy blonde hair that reached her shoulders.
"It's okay, it's just that you didn't get up, so I'm concerned to ask." Ingrid is taller and stronger, and at a glance, you can tell that she is the type of person who usually exercises regularly.
Extraordinary people generally do not deliberately pursue the so-called exercise. It is not that it is not good, but the efficiency is not high. Using magic to stimulate and guide muscles and strength, the effect will be dozens of times better. Under the training of others, you can quickly adapt to it.
"Sorry for worrying everyone." Roland Hill replied softly.
Ingrid and Lorraine Hill walked side by side into the aisle, and as the crowd slowly left the hall, the two started chatting along the way.
"Is Ingrid from the Sanctuary?" Roland Hill asked slightly surprised and curious.
"Yes, I'm a little disappointed, I'm not the kind of lovely priest lady." Ingrid joked.
"Not really."
Loren Hill looked at Ingrid a little. In all fairness, Ingrid was not ugly, and could even be said to be beautiful, but she was not the kind of girl with a delicate face, but the kind of woman with a free and easy, rough, heroic style. In the past life in memory, this kind of girl was also very popular, but now the atmosphere of the Ivar world is still more conservative, and it is more respectful of the classical traditional girl.
"What do you like about Rosie? I see that you often don't come to class. Many students in the class are a little worried about you." Ingrid was talking about the rumors of the students in the class. In fact, she was also Rosie's classmate in first grade. circulated in. The meaning is probably that Rosie's health is not very good and needs to rest frequently. I hope everyone can take care of her and understand her.
Originally, Lorraine Hill was a girl with a particularly beautiful appearance. Under such rumors, she added a sick attribute, which made her even more lovable, so it is no wonder that Ingrid came over to ask after seeing her not getting up.
"In my case, I prefer to read books, and sometimes I make something myself." Roland Hill's answer was sincere.
"Very good, my words, looking at most of the densely written classics makes me feel very tired and want to sleep." Ingrid replied freely.
"Is Rosie interested in joining the college's choir? I see that you have a good voice, a nice voice, and you have a lot of friends in the choir. In this case, it will be more lively at ordinary times."
"But I don't have much time, and I'm afraid I can't be there often. This is very bad for other students." Roland Hill shook his head slightly, but it wasn't that she didn't like it, but she had more things to do recently.
"I see, I see. I'll ask Cecina in a few days, otherwise it's too unbearable to see you alone every day." Ingrid patted her chest and said.
"Well, you don't need to take care of me like that." Roland Hill whispered, feeling a little guilty, but in fact, her physical fitness is not bad.
"Don't worry, just wrap it on me." Ingrid said enthusiastically and confidently, and soon after the two reached the intersection where they parted ways.
"See you tomorrow then." Ingrid waved goodbye to Rochelle and walked to the other side.
After leaving the Palace of the Sun, Loren Hill returned to where he lived. She first put down the book in her hand, then took off her gold-trimmed white robe coat, and sat lightly in front of the small table.
After drinking a little green orange juice, he continued to look at the information on the table, which were all about Chaos Calamity and Twilight Era. Unfortunately, many of them are speculations of later generations, and there are not many records with actual evidence.
Still can't find anything.
As the sky was getting darker, the girl couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and began to reflect on whether she had gone in the wrong direction.
So she put down the ancient book in her hand, slowly closed her eyes, and entered the sea of her own consciousness.
Three magnificent gems floated in consciousness, emerald green, blood red, and pure white three cores, respectively representing the power of the three sequences of nature, devil, and angel. At present, the progress of the demon sequence is still the first, the natural sequence is second, and the angel sequence is second.
So should you first improve the Demon Sequence to enhance your self-protection ability, or should you focus on the Angel Sequence and pull it up quickly so that you can see this gradually distorted world.
The girl hesitated for a while, but did not make an immediate decision. She was going to go to the college in the north and ask the witches in the two towers.
Taking advantage of the sunset and the sky was dark, the girl took off quickly from the courtyard. Before many people noticed, she flew into the sky and became a small black spot.
In the candle-lit room, the puppet bear was sitting on the table, flipping through Roland Hill's textbooks and notes, and started a new day of study. Thanks to the girl, its current progress is not bad. If you go to the exam, It is also possible to get an intermediate level in the first grade.
Is this the power of knowledge? How wonderful.
Bright
Under the yellow candlelight, the bear's posture was constantly changing, venting the excitement in his heart. Seeing the timeless writing and the ever-changing transcendental core of consciousness, it felt stronger again.
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At night, look at the tower of all things.
The stars had just emerged from the sky, and the western afterglow had not yet completely dissipated. Loren Hill's toes slowly landed on the steps in front of the stone gate, and her skirt rose and fell slightly with the airflow.
She put her hand on the gem of Shimen, but unfortunately it didn't open like before.
Strange, Roland Hill secretly thought, and then input the magic power again, but still no response.
So she began to investigate. The main structure in the stone gate was not damaged, but the switch part seemed to be in disrepair and damaged by corrosion.
This should be an important place, how could it be damaged?
Roland Hill is a little puzzled, but she is not the kind of person who is too rigid. Although it is a little rude, she is going to go in directly from the window of the star-gazing room. The two witches should also understand.
So she turned and flew up, the green butterfly wings unfolded behind her back again, and turned to the top of the tower, the top of the world that was close to the sky, the star-gazing tower on the top of the world.
The tower under the moonlight glowed with a cool tone of pale silver. A few dark green vines grew in the gaps of the white tower, and the small leaves swayed slightly in the night wind.
When the girl saw an open window in the star-gazing room, she flew in directly, but everything in front of her was not what she expected at all.
The dimly lit interior is barren, with decaying bookshelves and experimental instruments, moss-covered floors and stone walls, and dirt and dust accumulated on the ground.
The doll-like witch who once sat in the star-gazing room was nowhere to be seen, nor was the mirror witch Chris in a pink and white princess dress. Everything in the past seemed to be an absurd dream.
The girl with silver hair and white dress walked slowly among the ruins, looking at these different furnishings and instruments from the past, those rusted star apparatuses and sky rail models, it seems that this is the original appearance of the star-gazing room. It is used to observe the starry sky and calculate the trajectory, not simply as a library and the dean's office.
The silver-haired girl squatted down slowly, pushed away the soil in front of her, and picked up a rusty bookcase. The pages inside had already been torn to a pulp, and only faint traces could be seen on the bronze plaque on the surface. .
[Notes from Dorothy Blanca's experiments]