Chapter 77 A Corner of the College

"Thanks."

For this enthusiastic elf sage, Lorraine Hill still expressed his goodwill, at least he looked good.

The elf Vistena has two long cyan braids wrapped around her chest. She has a slightly mature figure. Based on the age of the elf, she should be between 150-300 years old, which is about the same as humans between 25-35 years old. , considered relatively young.

After the avocado barbecue prepared by the restaurant was served, the two slowly talked about recent events.

"Recently, some special traces have been discovered in the southern part of the empire. The sage will send people to investigate, and the report will probably be received in a while."

"Is it an ancient ruin?" Lorraine Hill asked curiously.

"It's not certain yet, but judging from the preliminary traces, it has an architectural style that is different from the current world." Westea shook her head.

"If you are interested, you can apply to the Sage Association to investigate later, but you need to summarize the information obtained and hand it over to the Sage Association for safekeeping."

"We still have much to understand and study about the ancient people and the causes of the Chaos Disaster. This is why I hope everyone can unite."

"Indeed." Lorraine Hill also nodded.

"So, if there is anything discovered by Crancia, I hope Lorraine Hill can share it more. Of course, we will also share the same information."

Although Crancia does not exclude the Sage Association now, compared to the past Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, it is undoubtedly a bit colder and indifferent, giving the Sage some headaches, so Vestina also wants to learn from Luo Lanxi. You open up the situation here.

"Then thank you Westena." Lorraine Hill does not reject this. In the current situation, these small interests are far less important than the crises we will face in the future.

Then the two of them ended their lunch in a pleasant atmosphere.

When it was time to say goodbye, Vestena left her contact information and said that she would stay in Emenas for the next few years.

After that, the staff of the Sage Association arranged a separate residence for Lorraine Hill, which was the same cabin where Lorraine Hill lived in the past.

It had been vacant since she left, and now it's time to move in again.

Opening this small yard, the walls of the small house were once covered with vines, and the flowers and plants in the flowerpots had grown taller. It seemed that they had not been cleaned for some days.

Lorraine Hill didn't mind this either. Anyway, he felt more at ease cleaning it himself.

Tiny wind blades shuttle back and forth in the courtyard like swallows, cutting off excess flowers, plants, branches and leaves, then rolling them up and putting them into a wooden barrel on the side, waiting for the cleaning birds to collect them tomorrow.

Pushing open the dusty wooden door again, a layer of dust has accumulated on the ground.

It looks like we have to clean a lot of places this time.

Lorraine Hill came to the yard, drew a bucket of water from the small well, and began cleaning the house.

It seems that I have been doing this kind of work for a long time, so it would be nice to try it once in a while.

After cleaning, the fresh wind flows inside and outside the house, and the moisture on the ground gradually dries up, bringing a refreshing touch.

Lorraine Hill moved a wooden chair and sat in the small courtyard in the afternoon, preparing to take a rest. The sun gradually turned around the corner of the temple, peeked out from the side of the wall, and slanted some sunlight into the small courtyard.

A silver-haired girl in a white dress leaned her head sideways on a wooden chair. Her soft hair was like mercury flowing from her shoulders to her waist, slightly brushing her arms. It contrasted with her flawless skin, making people immersed in it. In this beauty.

But it is a pity that this is just a small corner of the courtyard, and no one comes to enjoy the beautiful scenery of this young girl taking a nap. When she woke up, the sky was slowly setting in the west, and it was about four o'clock in the afternoon.

Woo——

After stretching his back, Lorraine Hill moved around and felt as if he had returned to his life in the academy a few years ago. At that time, he also lived here, sitting in the yard and reading on weekdays. As for friends, only Fu Rosia occasionally comes over to have dinner with him.

I don’t know what is happening to this young lady now. Although Frocia's whereabouts were unclear, Lorraine Hill deduced based on the information he received later that the young lady should be living a low-key and peaceful life somewhere in the world.

Thinking about it more carefully, it seems that I have forgotten something. Lorraine Hill looked at the table behind the window thoughtfully.

Where is that stuffed bear now?

I remember that when she graduated, this guy expressed that he wanted to continue studying at Emenas, so she left him at school and asked several junior students to take turns taking him to the library or auditing classes.

Let's go look for it tomorrow. Let's get down to business first. Lorraine Hill stood up from the wooden chair and looked at the northern mountains of Emenas. Some corner among them might be the place where Si Ye and Chris were hiding in seclusion.

I don’t know if they have changed places in the past ten years. If they went to find them, they would blame themselves for losing Keti. In fact, she also missed Keti. Although Keti was usually a little silly, it was really warm to be with her.

The girl thought thoughtfully, got up and flew towards the north.

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Walled City College, the dormitory where third grader Rosatina is located.

It was clearly afternoon, but the curtains in the room were tightly closed, and a girl with dark blue hair was sleeping on the small bed. There were books scattered around her hands, scattered pages and notes on the bedside table, and a pen rolled down between her slippers, lying quietly.

When it got completely dark, the girl with an unstable schedule slowly woke up due to the drop in temperature.

Well

.....what time is it. She rubbed her eyes, feeling that her head still hurt a little. She slowly stood up from the bed, and accidentally slipped the book on the quilt under the bed and smashed it on the floor.

"Hmm." She leaned over with difficulty, picked up the books and pens from under the bed, and put them on the bedside table before slowly getting up.

Bah--

Opening the curtains, one could see the tranquil lake shrouded in night. There seemed to be some lights on the other side, which were students doing extracurricular activities in the evening.

They are probably having some kind of party or game again, ha~

Rosatina yawned before tying up her messy hair.

You've already come to Emenas, why don't you study hard? Partying is a waste of time at first glance. With random thoughts in her mind, she sat in front of the dressing mirror and combed her hair, when she saw the purple plaid stuffed bear beside her, motionless.

"Is Mr. Albert sleeping too?" She shook the stuffed bear curiously. This guy was very active on weekdays and always bothered her to borrow books from the library.

It's a pity that the type of borrowed books has changed from being related to practice at the beginning to being related to fairy tales and novels. This Mr. Ragdoll Bear has become depraved. He actually likes to read fairy tales. She has not believed in those things since she was 9 years old. .

"Don't wake me up, you stupid girl." The stuffed bear seemed to come to life again, standing up and breaking away from Rosatina's hand.

"Is Mr. Albert sleeping, but does the ghost bear also dream of the fairy tale princess?" Rosatina is now familiar with this little bear, and knows that the other person is not bad, but has a special personality.

"Of course, I have also seen fairy tale princesses." Albert glanced at this little girl with contempt.

"I have seen many powerful, beautiful, powerful, and even eternal beings." It patted its chest again.

"You are not talking about those legends of witches again, are you? I heard from the teacher that witches have very weird personalities and are not as beautiful as fairy tales."

"That's prejudice. I know a very beautiful, soft, and beautiful witch." Albert gestured with his long hands.

"But, I haven't seen it before, so I still can't imagine the beauty of His Highness Lorraine Hill. I'll just go to Crancia to see it after graduation."

"Ah, let's not talk about it for now. I have to take the assessment of the 'Black Water Lily' club tonight. This is an opportunity that I fought hard for. They generally don't accept third graders."

"Huh, isn't it because you are usually obsessed with studying strange plants and wasted so much time on studying that you didn't even advance to the fourth grade." Albert the Bear said with contempt.

"If you had listened to me and practiced the Demon Sequence, you would have reached Sequence 6 long ago, and you would have clung to the Natural Sequence. Let me tell you that when my master competed with another peerless genius of the Natural Sequence, he was hiding half of his strength. He can easily win every time, relying on the infinite possibilities of the Demon Sequence, its extreme magnificence, power, and breathtaking beauty..." The little bear continued to talk as he spoke.

"Okay, okay, we should go." Rosatina obviously didn't care about what the little bear said at the moment. It was impossible for her to change the natural sequence because she just liked plant-related things. After finishing speaking, he put the stuffed bear into the school bag beside him, picked it up, opened the door and walked out of the dormitory.

"Why don't you have something to eat before you take the assessment, but I feel like I'm very pressed for time..." She muttered to herself and walked quickly to the side of the corridor, then jumped down and took off from the open space in the courtyard of the walled city. Disappeared in the night sky.