Old Yao sat behind the large desk, patiently and meticulously stuffing tobacco into the smoking pot. The slender golden dragon struggled and howled at the old wizard's fingertips, and then was stuffed into the smoking pot bit by bit without any resistance.
It's extremely small, but it gives people a thrilling feeling.
However, Professor Yao's eyes did not fall on the tobacco or the pot. Instead, he raised his head, squinted, and stared at the fluctuating smoke above his head, watching the fleeting lights in the smoke, and his eyes.
Zhongman sighed with emotion: "——No wonder everyone wants to be a legend so much. If you are not a legend, how can you know where the real excitement of life is?"
"Legends represent responsibilities and obligations, not for you to peek into students' gossip!"
A scolding voice sounded in the ear of the dean, and the next second, Professor Emma's oppressive figure filled the originally slightly empty office again, with dark red and silver dividing the room into two distinct halves.
: "——If you have extra energy to watch children playing house, why not devote some time to paying attention to the project at Fringe College."
Professor Yao finally looked away from the smoke above his head.
"Can I also participate in that project?"
He looked at Professor Emma with a bit of amusement in his eyes: "In addition, I am not spying on students' gossip, but understanding the true meaning of magic... Just like what you told me in this office last time
That sentence 'Sacrifice is an ancient magic that follows the principle of equivalent exchange in magic' - the principle of equivalent exchange is ubiquitous in the entire field of magic."
He seemed to be teasing the 'equivalent exchange' that had just occurred between two young witches on campus.
It seems to be emphasizing something else.
Professor Emma was silent for a moment.
"The new project of Edge College has attracted a lot of attention within the league."
She did not directly answer the voice of the office owner. She looked calm and said to herself: "——If we want to protect the achievements of the school, we must unite as one. Ms. Shi Hui can keep the Grand Wizard Conference neutral. But it only depends on me and Ruo
Mr. Yu is unable to deal with the covetousness of the Wizards' Council, the Moon Council and the Dark Council at the same time. You are the legend of the school, and you need to keep the same pace as the school in this matter."
"so?"
Old Yao chuckled, put the pipe into his mouth, and took a heavy drag. The golden dragons turned from red to black in the silent wail, turned into slender ash, and curled up into a ball.
Professor Emma was silent for a moment, and finally retreated behind the red line that she had been mentally prepared for: "——Since I am standing here today, you should understand what it means. Just like the mark of Atlas, I also think that the triangle
Form is the most stable.”
The dean of Jiuyou Academy laughed: "Compared to Alpha Academy, I think you are more suitable for Atlas... I have said this to you once before, and I will say it again today."
"It's up to you." Professor Emma was obviously not in a good mood and said with a straight face, "Since you don't have any other opinions..."
"Aren't those crows going to cause trouble?" Professor Yao interrupted her.
Professor Emma frowned.
Old Yao laughed, grabbed the pipe in his hand, knocked it on the table, and then pointed to the small pile of remaining ashes: "I have always liked what Albert said - do the same thing over and over again every day.
, but expecting different results one day, this is an early symptom of mental illness - what those crows did, their predecessors, their predecessors' predecessors, have been repeated countless times, and everyone has turned into ashes, why do they
Do you think you are different?"
"It's not them that are different, you know." Professor Emma's voice was a little low.
"But the biggest variables in the entire project are them, there is no doubt about it."
The dean of Jiuyou College sat up straight, his expression and tone became serious: "It's hard for me to understand why the school would allow such a huge risk to host such an important project."
to the opposite.
Professor Emma laughed instead: "As you just said - the principle of equivalent exchange - the greater the risk, the higher the return, isn't it?"
Before he finished speaking, the figure of the witch gradually faded away and soon disappeared in this office.
A deep dark red surged from behind the desk, filling the entire room again in the blink of an eye.
…
…
Return to Qingqiu Mansion in the evening.
After Su Shijun entered the door, he saw Su Ya sticking her butt out to catch insects in the garden and coughed softly.
The little fox girl jumped up with a swish.
"Miss!"
She quietly wiped the mud on her hands behind her and bowed obediently to say hello. She didn't notice at all that there was a confused little caterpillar lying on her head: "I am applying sesame residue to the oleanders in the garden. This year's oleanders
The peach flowers bloom so early, it’s only May, and the flowers are already blooming..."
An elf flew from the side and helped her catch the little caterpillar with its head shaking.
"——Li Meng and you are good friends, right?" Su Shijun interrupted the little fox girl's nonsense and asked directly.
This rhetorical question was completely unexpected by Su Ya.
She originally thought that the young lady would reprimand her for going out for no reason - she went to the laboratory at noon and failed to find the young lady. After returning to the mansion, she received a paper crane from Li Meng, knowing that the young lady already knew about her going out, so throughout the afternoon,
She was a little uneasy.
After being stunned for a moment, the little fox girl came back to her senses and nodded cautiously: "Well..."
"very good."
The owner of Qingqiu Mansion gave the little fox girl a rare compliment: "After you finish the things in the mansion, you can go out and play with her more. You are of similar age and should have a lot in common. Well, you can also take some time.
Take it back to the mansion as a guest. If it's too late, it doesn't matter if you stay overnight."
She seemed extremely tolerant.
Su Man, who was standing quietly not far away, showed a trace of confusion on her face, but her confusion did not last long as Su Shijun turned around and looked over.
"Dong dong, have you finished your homework? Where is Zheng Su's homework for 1, 2, and 3?"
She began daily routine inspections, and with the return of the mansion owner, this huge mansion was like a precision instrument, with every part starting to operate accurately and efficiently.
Ten p.m.
The whole house is about to fall into a deep sleep.
Before Su Man left the main study, Su Shijun said: "By the way, leave a small door in the hall tonight. I may go out..."
"Do we need to prepare a guard of honor?" Su Man thought that the owner of the mansion was going to travel far away.
"No, no need. I just went out for a walk and will be back soon... Everything remains as usual, just leave a small door open." Su Shijun replied, with an intriguing smile on his face.