In the main hall of the college auditorium, the misty light crystals are surrounded by quiet and gentle light. The group of light crystals on the ceiling of the top of the hall is dazzling like a galaxy, colorful and terrifyingly large. The interior area is very sufficient, and it does not appear dark at all.

The rows of ebony seats facing downward in a staircase shape occupied a high place and overlooked the performance table below. Almost half of the seats were sitting, and the noise of the students whispering together came, and there was still a lot of time before the celebration officially began.

In addition to the ground floor platform in the center, the ring-shaped staircase also has a wide dance floor set up in four directions, southeast, west and north. After a series of speeches and programs are over, it is the turn of dance time.

The tuition fee at Flange College is not cheap, not only has requirements for the qualifications and talents of the students, but also has financial resources. Those who can come here to study are either rich or noble, so Sennheiser is not stingy with the necessities of the celebration.

The goblets made of red wine were surging like a fountain. Various precious ingredients were carefully placed and stacked layer after layer, and fruits and pastries were no exception. In short, it was just banned from smoking. This made Russell very unhappy. Fortunately, the VIP room prepared for him was able to smoke freely.

"I'm sorry, Lord Messenger, the Dean needs to give a speech at the celebration later, so I can't come to accompany you anymore. I'll ask me to convey my apology to you for him."

The female receptionist changed another one and led Russell and his group into the VIP room.

"You are the dean's assistant, right? He has a really good vision."

Defney looked at the female reception with a curvy curve, thinking that Sennheiser must have had sex with this woman, even though he was still old.

"I'm so rude, three, I still have some work to deal with. You can use the things in it at will, don't worry about it, just like in the Principality of Bema."

The female receptionist bowed to the three of them, even Defney's guard was no exception. After completing these polite steps, she slowly left and gently buckled the door.

The VIP room is similar to a separate partition, sandwiched in a ring-shaped staircase. The special glass in front can be seen from the inside, but cannot be seen from the outside.

After the female reception left, Defney started to complain directly.

"Oh... What a big air, I just put us here, Master Sennheiser, the legendary magician, St. Sennheiser, the Storm Lord, Brabra, even if they are from the Dharma Hall, this is too arrogant, right? After all, we were sent here as representatives of the Principality of Bema. What speech... say hello and then give a speech. How long has it been wasted? It's so annoying..."

Defney's plump buttocks pressed directly on the leather chair, raised her legs and picked up the fruit on the table and started gnawing, treating it as her own home.

There were seats in the room, but the black iron heavy armored guard still did not sit, but just stood aside dumbly, with beast-like pupils exposed in the gap of his helmet staring at his big iron hammer.

Most smokers have roughly three levels of smoking addiction, chronic suicide apprenticeship, one pack for a few days, chronic suicide elite, one pack for a day, chronic suicide expert, and two packs a day. Most smokers can find their place within these three levels.

But Russell is different. He is a master of chronic suicide. In addition to eating and sleeping, he either holds cigarettes in his mouth or puts his hand into the cigarette box and takes out the cigarette and puts it on his mouth.

“So much wine…”

Russell had a cigarette in his mouth. He took out ten different shapes of wine pots from the inside of the Knight's coat, and then began to plunder the wine in the VIP room, lifted the bottle cap with brute force, and poured it into his own bottle. He was extremely skilled, and it was obviously not the first time he did such a thing.

Defney had to hold his forehead. Was Russell really listening to her? In the past month, Russell had been emptied by half of his private collection in the airship. It was not enough to ruin his own thing, and Flange Academy also wanted to take over. Defney was ashamed. She thought Russell could do that. Before leaving, she asked Sennheiser for farewell gifts, a few boxes of wine, and so on. Even Sennheiser could not escape. Russell could definitely do it, because when he left the capital, he asked Nord's Foreign Minister for two boxes of wine and a box of cigarettes.

At this time, the female receptionist just now locked the door and walked in again. Defne covered her face and felt her face was dull.

Obviously, this scene scared Sennheiser's female assistant. She was stunned by Russell's actions and felt that she should leave.

"Don't worry, I'm just a little thirsty."

All Russell's wine pots were filled, and they picked them up one by one and put them back in the pocket of the coat. Of course, some of the remaining ones were not cleaned. Russell directly picked up the bottle and drank them in front of him.

"Yes... I come here from afar, I guess the messenger is exhausted. The dean wants me to introduce the history and culture of the college to you here, which is very disturbing."

Sennheiser asked her to be with her, after all, she was an envoy from a neighboring country, so she still had to take out some necessary etiquette. Sennheiser knew what Russell and his party were really here, but the written document said that he was visiting the Flange Academy, and that would be the one he should come.

"Tsk..."

Defney was twitching, and it was the most annoying part she had again. She spent half of her time on the road when she went out in other countries. As for her other half, it was probably this so-called learning and communication.

Screaming and cheering, as if some big man had arrived, a crazy agitation sparked in the auditorium.

“What happened outside?”

Defney walked to the glass curiously and lay on it and looked out. When she saw the figure slowly walking down the stairs from the entrance of the palace, her golden eyes were a little stunned.

The male students on the ring-shaped staircase began to whistle or breathe excitedly.

The female students either breathed in with envy, or snorted coldly with resentment and jealousy.

Not only the General Hospital, the Western Hospital, the Southern Hospital, and the Eastern Hospital, all the students will be present today, and this feast also attracted people from the newsstand. Although Terraria's printing and video technology are not particularly mature, they can be replaced by magic crystal film. At a considerable cost, they can only produce small-scale newspapers. The audience and consumers are only those who are always concerned about the world situation, such as merchants, princes and nobles, adventurers. A newspaper sells a silver coin, which is equivalent to the daily meals of ordinary people. This is something completely unrelated to ordinary people on the continent of Terraria.

A large group of people and photographers surrounded the figure walking down the stairs, and the sound of chaos and boiling sounds were endless, like a fly's wings flapping its cerebral cortex.

"What's your name?"

"Are you from the General Hospital or which branch?"

"Oh my God, you're so perfect."

"As the lifelong effort of a sculptor, do you understand what I mean? A...a masterpiece!"

"Which family are you from?"

The overwhelming problem completely surrounded the woman. The newspaper must have written this a few days later, the Flange Academy celebration and the most beautiful female student.

But women just avoid answering.

Next, I fell into a carnival of the photographer.

"Give me the expression of desire, baby."

Click, flash.

"Give me a vicious expression, baby."

Click, flash.

"Give me a casual expression, baby."

Click, flash.

"Give me a cold existential melancholy expression, baby."

Click, flash.

Her luxurious and unlimited black long skirt with the textured flowers was dragged on the ground, walking down step by step. The faint white and smooth back wrapped around by black lines was like flawless white jade. Everyone wanted to reach out to touch it. The lines, lines formed by vaguely protruding bones, were irresistible desires, made people's blood thrilling.

She ignored the words of others and did not give any expression. In her cold expression, her heartbreaking eyes were filled with a... as if she was a different life.

The side-slit dress reveals her straight, slender and arc-perfect legs, like a staircase to heaven, making people delusional crawl under their skirts, following this ladder toward the forbidden land of tenderness.

The blue waves of summer, such colored eyes are vigorous, mature, and soft, but also like snakes and scorpions, taboos, temptations, and fatal.

Those lines, those outlines.

Curly hair like a lush waterfall.

With a tall figure, no one can match any stage drama actor.

Like a queen, like a devil, a powerful aura that rules everything...

"Give me a focused expression, baby."

Click, flash.

"Give me a look of longing, baby."

Click, flash.

"Give me a savage and honest expression, baby."

Click, flash.

"Give me a nearly mechanical, extreme sensible expression, baby."

Click, flash.

"Give me...a expression of pity, Bao...be..."

Click...Flash...

She walked down like that, cruelly reaping the love of others, but did not bear any responsibility.

"Russell! Russell! You really deserve to come and have a look!"

Defne shouted loudly.

Russell had been shocked by this scene, and his five fingers were shaking slightly.

Countless pictures, strange scenes, and the tiny plots of his past surged into Russell's mind at this time.

Young girls in newspapers were kidnapped, killed, raped.

When Russell saw it, he thought that if her eyes were smaller, it would be very straightforward.

A photo of a female creator was found.

When Russell saw it, he thought that if he took off his glasses and his nose was not that big, he would be even more beautiful.

An ugly and bloated female body was found.

When Russell saw it, he would think that she must have lived a bad life during her lifetime.

A sense of incongruity...

Firearms were frozen in the refrigerator, dinosaurs were hidden in the sofa, and photos were stored in the water cup.

The shampoo bottle contains inactive placental suspensions in hydrogenated mineral oil.

Endless sense of incongruity...

Like crazy, Russell yelled at Sennheiser's female assistant: "Woman, what's her name?"

The female receptionist was suddenly awakened and replied: "It's so beautiful, isn't it? Mariana, from the East Courtyard, recently learned that there was such a person, the daughter of Duke Alfred, look at her clothes and her face, so noble."

"Noble...it's like a black swan."

Russell was stunned and murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!