Blooming Tower of the West Wind

Chapter 234

"I...uh...teacher."

"Huh?" Hipper was still listening patiently, which made her wonder if Hipper had ever lost patience with her.

"I... just dozed off a little bit, so, so some answers were written in a row, it's not... it's not impossible."

"Is that so?" Hipper sighed with relief. "You're frightening me."

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to."

"Pay attention to sleep, you don't need to prolong your study time to get false satisfaction, as long as you are efficient. Hmm... Shall we go downstairs?" The sun was about to set, and it burned the end of the sky red , This indicates that there may be a big storm tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

But before that, the wind became less terrifying, and they left the tower from the bottom of the tower, and walked on the sandy ground that was much harder than mere sand, and walked in Theron's little garden.

Some plants have grown very large, almost as tall as Hipper, and the colors are gorgeous, just like Hipper once wrote in the letter, fiery red and orange are the two most common colors, and pink blue is used as a good-looking These aggressive colors are dotted with the base color of green, and green has become the least common, appearing only in parts that are not exposed to the sun.

They didn't talk, they walked quietly on the "field ridge", each thinking about their own thoughts.

Theron thought of Hipper saying that these plants, like her, can grow well without much effort, and wanted to laugh for no reason.After going out to meet, observe, and study others, she can probably tell what kind of relationship is "good". The campus is full of quarreling couples, and there are many outside the campus. I don't want to change myself either.

And if they get along freely like this, they can get along well. In Fanika's novels, this wonderful, harmonious and rare way of getting along is called "Fate", that is to say, there is fate between them, but nothing. other relationship.

"What happy things did you think of?" Hipper suddenly asked.

Theron smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "It's nothing special, I just thought that this place used to be a wasteland, a dead desert."

"It's all thanks to you, my little beast." Sensing Theron's gaze drifting over, Hipper suddenly blinked playfully, leaned over and added in a low voice, "And Lenning's."

The little moves just now were fleeting, but Theron was sure that he had added them. These little moves were exactly what she liked about Hipper the most, and they made her heart thump, but the instigator returned to his indifference, as if nothing happened at all. Close to yourself.

The beasts raised by the Archmage have changed, at least in the eyes of the Archmage. She thinks that the little beasts she raises used to be unable to hide things in their hearts, and would more or less reveal something to her in words or actions, but It's different now, she can feel that Theron has something on his mind, it seems to be this, and it seems to be that, but Theron has never said it directly.

She is not good at persecuting others, so she can only rely on guessing. Questions that she can't guess the answer make her feel frustrated, and she regrets why she sent Theron to school three times a day on time.

But at the same time, she knew in her heart that this was the right approach. Theron was more like a human being than she was, more like a "normal person", with normal interpersonal skills, an easy-going and docile temper, and the thoughts that an ordinary girl should have.

Gem craftsmen should not forget their ultimate purpose, which should be to polish a rough stone into a brilliant gem, instead of busy taking the gem for themselves.

Sometimes she felt that if she held Theron tenderly and asked her softly what was bothering her, she would open up to herself.

But at the same time, she is also very clear that keeping a distance from Theron is the right choice, otherwise the balance in her heart has become very dangerous, and it will deform and collapse at any time.

The storm arrived as expected, and with it came another unexpected guest.

Virgil, who hadn't seen him for a long time, suddenly appeared downstairs in Aymecortes, like a crocodile struggling to climb ashore from a dangerous flood.

Aymecortes' butler helped him dry the cloak on his body, and he still had time to whistle to the master and apprentice who came down the stairs.

"Old mage, long time no see!"

"Old hunter, it must be the worst storm to sweep you here."

The old hunter's face was so thick that he could completely ignore this level of sarcasm, and instead said to the beautiful and delicate girl with a playful smile, "Theron! You are finally taller than your teacher!"

Others may not know it, but Virgil knows very well that his old friend, the old mage who lives in the desert tower, is very concerned about this. If you want to say what this fearless woman is afraid of, it is probably because she is afraid of the child she has raised for so many years. The wild beast is about to fly out of her control suddenly.

The subtle difference brought about by height will first change the aura between them. After they can't use their height to coerce each other, the archmage will more or less feel a little bit of shock in his heart.

Sure enough, after saying this, Virgil noticed that Hipper straightened her back unconsciously. Although her back was usually straight, this move did not bring about much change in height. The female beast she raised still looked Stand taller than her.

He resisted the urge to laugh and begged his old friend for a warming drink as amiable as possible, but his stumbling words still gave him away.

The Archmage also warned him as pleasantly as possible: "You know I could throw you back into the storm at once, don't you, my old friend?"

"You wouldn't do that, cheers to our friendship!"

"I will, if you dare to laugh again."

Being able to satirize others unscrupulously, Theron thought that Hipper should be very happy, and Virgil's face was also full of happiness. Maybe she is the only one who is not very happy here.

Frankly speaking (only to Lenning), she is very jealous of Virgil, and because of his arrival, her heart is full of alarm bells. Hipper is very relaxed in front of Virgil, and will cross her legs and laugh with Virgil to say that others Bad words, a contemptuous smile that she hadn't seen for a long time appeared on her face, and she looked around with nonchalant but sharp eyes.

In front of her, Hipper only had a restrained and suffocating calm.Even the playful smile that appeared and disappeared yesterday is just like a mirage under this long-term suppression.

Virgil's presence wasn't enough to disrupt their study plans. He was allowed to wander around the library as long as he didn't make any noise that disturbed their thoughts.But then something happened that made Theron even more uneasy -- he pulled Hipper outside the library during work hours.That said, they had something to say between them that wasn't easy for her to hear.

Nervous, uneasy, the relationship between Virgil and Hipper has always been her main source of these two emotions. When she didn't know what "possessiveness" was, she showed it because Virgil and Hipper got too close. hostility.

Now that I know it, I don't know how to react.

The next day, Virgil actually called Hipper out again, which made Theron very angry: what things must be said during working hours and not in the living room?What is it that I can't let me know but can only be said when I have to be alone?She couldn't help the jealousy in her heart, dropped the pen in her hand, and followed to the door of the library.

Here is a sun stone for casting illumination, and Theron pressed his hand on it.Sacred spells include not only lighting and healing spells, but also a very valuable spell, light mirror.With the help of the sun slate, she easily performed a light mirror technique, and three mirrors appeared around her, each of which could vaguely see the nearby scene.

From the mirror, they are not directly outside the door, but at a lower level. If she goes out, she will definitely make a sound, which will disturb the speaker, and they will not be able to hear what they are talking about. Figure out a way!

And the archmage who was talking certainly didn't think of guarding against Theron, and some words can only be said to Virgil but not heard by Theron.

Especially when Virgil pulled her out, he probably just wanted to inquire about her relationship problems.

Sure enough, Virgil asked, "Old mage, don't you think Theron is always peeking at you?"

"Of course she 'always'. Why do you always give unusual meaning to these ordinary actions? She does always observe me, from the day she came to Aymecortes."

Virgil bows his head in frustration. Older people are always happy to be matchmakers for others. In particular, Virgil has always felt so sorry for having had so many years of fun while his old friend has been single.

"What about you? I didn't expect you to understand every dance at the ball after so many years. Before that, how long have you not danced? Ten years?"

"18."

"I don't believe you have room in your pedantic brain for memories of these things! You've been learning them in secret, haven't you?"

Hipper smiled noncommittally.

"Actually, Miss Vignola and I know each other, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, there is no special relationship, it's just a money relationship." The so-called money relationship probably refers to the fact that Virgil once received a task issued by the other party from a certain union and Completed the relationship to get the money, but under Virgil's deliberate winking, it seemed false, "I learned it all over again for Theron's dance?"

Hipper didn't give in, and poked Virgil's furry cheeks with sharp eyes, "Even if you want to ask me to be a dance partner at a dance party, I will learn it. With all due respect, is it because your brain is getting older? Is there only room for these gossips?"

The author has something to say: Soon you will have no time to be sad, there are almost 20 chapters of action movies to watch before you kiss, it's a very pure kind