(The update of 7,000 words in two chapters has been completed.)

Assassin Mrs. Quentin and the dual-professional master Hera added a seemingly easy task every day to accompany Augustine for practical training. In the spacious martial arts hall, Augustine competed with two. Miss Elizabeth had already made a secret deal with Hera, who she called the big vase. Then she gave the dark gold dagger that was put into her pocket in the clockwork orange to Mrs. Quentin. Augustine was very curious about this, but the three women remained silent. The martial arts hall was filled with Augustine's brilliant magic of squandering nuclear weights, and was matched with a large number of unreasonable knights to collide with

The insidious and vicious assassin flashed. According to purely theoretical strength, the skilled Hera and Mrs. Quentin should have a small advantage. But in fact, two women with devilish figures were knocked away by Augustine again and again. Fortunately, this plundering operation of Lauder Castle brought many noble ladies who were originally regarded as garbage by Augustine, otherwise they would soon fall into a tragic situation of being uncovered. Augustine fully exclaimed in the battle that he had just obtained the explosive expansion nuclear weight, like a beast in heat.

After venting in the martial arts hall, he would go to Hall's class and listen quietly with the girls who regard him as a god. Now Little Hall has been promoted to the assistant of the Rosewood Lab, and serves as an assistant to the taciturn assistant Kim. As a confidant who was promoted by the great consul himself, the two backbones of the Rosewood type are both paranoid characters. After a period of time, they quickly developed a good tacit understanding. Little Hall is like a machine rich in heretic ideas, and cooperates with the Assistant Kim with outstanding execution. The results of Rosewood's several small-stage experimental results made Purple Lily and Rose Laboratory secretly shocked.

There was a small episode during this period. Professor Shirley's unlucky man who was unfortunately eliminated muster up the courage to find Augustine and gave the consul a small message to atone for his merits. He was released afterwards, but he no longer followed Professor Shirley, who lost in the first competition, but instead of being a relatively stronger and more life-saving Purple Lily Laboratory.

"Great Consul, can I ask you a question?" After class, the only girl who dared to take the initiative to approach Augustine was Agatha, who was of a superior background.

"You said." Augustine stopped and smiled.

"I think I have found the answer to the Mobius Ring you mentioned yesterday." Agatha took out a note, twisted it 180 degrees, and then connected it together. In this way, put an ant on the note and it will walk back to the origin, which proves that it should have been cut into two worlds and seemed to be twisted into one plane. Back then, Augustine tested this problem by his godfather, and Augustine gave the answer almost immediately, just like Agatha.

"It turns out to be a smart girl." Augustine stretched out her hand and touched the girl's head, turned around and left.

Not far away, a Zhen who also had a note in her hand. She was always timid and looked at her companion with a bright smile, and her body trembled. Agatha passed by her with a weird smile and a strange and provocative smile.

Zhen looked sad. Today, their drawing task on the ground of Siye Ge has been successfully completed. After the class is over, she can go to the simple library to read. Unfortunately, she is just a little slave who has just been saved and cannot browse those magic books at all. Even if they are very basic, only Agatha, who is always the most active in the classroom, can understand them. She can only try her best to remember every word and every word of Teacher Hall in the classroom in the classroom and excerpt it wildly, without caring about the obscure and difficult characters that symbolize or metaphorize. But even so, her grades are still the one in the bottom of the classroom. She bit her lip and came to the hollow circle corridor not far from her residence. There, she could sit on the ground and look up at the contemplative [Saint Urban]. At that time, she could get a kind of peace that she had never experienced before.

"Zhen, why haven't you sleep yet?" Hera, who happened to pass by the hollow circle, saw the child looking up at St. Urban in a daze, walked over and asked with concern.

"Miss Hera." Zhen said panickedly, holding the small note and a pearl tightly. She had a dense notebook on her knees, making it too hard for a child who couldn't write his name when she walked out of Lolita to suddenly learn profound magic and arcane theories.

Hera sat beside her, picked up the excerpt that she had not been able to hide, flipped through it, and gave it to the panic-in Zhen. The great knight looked up at the Saint Urban, who was neither an angel nor a devil, and said softly: "When I was young, I only wanted to be a knight, who could defeat the female knight of the Imperial Dragon Knight. Later, one day my father said that I wanted me to learn arcane, but I refused because I couldn't understand and my stern father would take me to the battlefield. It was my first time to set foot on the battlefield of fighting against the Empire. The Imperial knights slaughtered my people like harvesting wheat with the help of a large number of mages. Those magics bloomed like fireworks over the Saxon forest. It was cruel, but also beautiful, right, Jen?"

Zhen nodded vigorously.

Magic and knight swords are sacred things that are far more out of reach than gold coins and freedom for any slave from poverty.

In this world where dignity can only be achieved by holding a spear, Zhen has never even heard of the unpopular word dignity. Instead, some minstrels who complain without reason like to use fictional stories to deceive ignorant ladies.

"My father said that life alone should be like this. When the day ends, ask yourself before going to bed, do I want to go back to the morning if I have the chance to go back to the morning? If the answer is yes, it means that your day is full of regrets and regrets. If it is no, this is a fulfilling day."

Hera whispered, unlike Mrs. Quentin, who was a nobleman, she liked Jane more than that smart Agatha. When she mentioned her father, Hera couldn't help but think of the years she fought in the Saxon Forest wearing knight armor. Every day she had, as her father said, was unwilling to experience it again.

"Miss Hera, your father must be a good father," Jane whispered.

"The great heretic Andre should have tears in his eyes when he heard this." A teasing voice sounded not far away. Jane stood up reflexively, restrained and uneasy, Hera slowly stood up with an angry face.

"Sit up." Augustine smiled, and saw that neither of them were moving, so she sat down first. Hera hesitated for a moment, glanced at Zhen, and pulled the girl to sit down together.

"Jane, you are wrong. Miss Hera's father may be a qualified heresy, but he is definitely not a qualified father." Augustine smiled, looked at Zhen, and handed the theological classic "Ben Eugen on Heresy" in his hand from Lauder Castle to the girl, "When you come that way, don't sit on the ground for too long, use this to pad."

Hera was stunned, and Zhen's face turned red. Of course, she didn't have the courage to take over the book of the consul, let alone sit on "Ben Eugen's Heresy".

"This is an order." Augustine threw the book to her without any extra nonsense.

The girl could pick up the book with both hands, but the note and the pearl fell to the ground. Augustine picked it up, frowned, and then felt relieved, "Miss Hera doesn't understand why there is only one pearl necklace left. I know. Jen, you think what you do now is right. When you master the power, um, what will you do just like you become a great arcane like Miss Hera?"

Zhen's little head was blank and she didn't know how to answer. After she carefully took the pearl necklace back to the room, she was immediately snatched away, scattered all over the ground, leaving only the one missing in the corner. She didn't even know why they knew the news at the first time, just like she didn't know why Akasha would use the answer she thought of to tell the consul first.

"If it were Akasha, she would definitely be able to give the perfect answer I wanted in an orderly manner." Augustine smiled.

"What can this mean? The potential of a politician? Or the blood of a noble?" Hera said angrily, defending against Zhen.

"It's very simple, it means that Akasha is a smart little guy, a pawn needed by order." Augustine said calmly, returning both the pearls and the notes to Zhen, and smiled, "It means that Zhen is an honest and simple child, which many people do not have. It's not that wealth makes people noble, and it's not that poverty makes people friendly."

Hera was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect that he would give this conclusion in his cold blood.

"Zhen, the place you are now called Shi'er Brother, is the headquarters of the Sacramentary Department. It has been a very dirty place from the first day of its birth, and it will only become more and more bloody and cruel. So I have always had a luxury to have one or two clean flowers that I can see in this castle, and they will remain simple and kind before they wither, okay?" Augustine looked at Jane and stretched out her hand, revealing a clean and happy smile that Hera thought she would never see in her life, rubbing Jane's little head.

Zhen seemed to understand but nodded hard.

At that moment, Hera, who had been strong for more than 20 years, actually had the damn urge to cry.
Chapter completed!