When entering the interior of Master Tuju's manor, all the students couldn't help secretly looking at Master Tuju's manor, but in order to maintain their etiquette as a student of the Dragon Academy, they still tried their best to hold back their curiosity.
The apprentices of Master Tuju standing on both sides were equally curious about the children from the Dragon Academy.
But because the elders were talking, no matter if it was a student of the Dragon Academy or an apprentice of Master Doi, everyone tried to restrain their curiosity and not allow themselves to look at each other too much.
Tian Li was also a little stiff and walked along the corridor of the manor with Heika and Shuo Ling.
Seeing that the lights above his head are all works of art made of the fascia of a special plant, Tian Li couldn't help but want to discuss with his friends about his idol's amazing talent in preparing special herbs.
"Okay, children. In order to appease you, I have to come to my ancient manor to rest late at night. Everyone can freely enter and exit the exhibition halls and libraries on the second and third floors.
However, in order to ensure everyone's safety, please do not enter other test sites. If you have any other questions, you can also talk to my apprentices in the manor.
I think as long as the request is not too embarrassing, they should be very willing to help everyone. "
"Thank you, sir."
The students of the Dragon Academy left their places, and for some reason they consciously maintained the image of the Dragon Academy.
In front of outsiders who should be polite and grateful, there is no such thing as the usual childish side.
Ferry and Alec seemed to be used to this habit of Dragon Academy, so they didn't think it was any surprise that the freshmen said thank you to Mr. Doi obediently.
However, Master Dou has been dealing with the mountains and the market all year round. If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of the golden pupil in Ebenezer this time, he might not have had the opportunity to meet so many students in his manor.
So seeing the well-dressed and polite children of the Dragon Academy expressing their sincere gratitude to me, I couldn't help but widen my eyes, looking at the group of nodding children with surprise.
"You are indeed a student of the Dragon Academy. I think your teacher must be very patient to teach you, it is very polite.
I am very happy to accept your thank you, so please don't be too restrained in my manor. Take a good rest and leave everything to your teachers and adults. "
Tian Li was still very excited and stood in the line looking at Master Tuju from afar.
Master Tuju, Zhizi and the others simply arranged the accommodation for the students, and the apprentice who was talking to him walked out of the manor.
"Ah! It doesn't matter what the golden pupil is, and it doesn't matter what the final score of this field course is! I can meet my idol this time and I'm already consummated!"
Tian Li was lying on the bed in the three-person room, lying down completely satisfied, and put her hands on her lower abdomen peacefully and closed her eyes.
Shuo Ling sat on the bed next to Tian Li and looked at Tian Li.
"I said Oda Rika~ Your idol is an old man with a unshaven beard and a Mediterranean. It doesn't look like the chic and powerful look you said before~
Do you still feel satisfied? "
Into the room, no one saw. Shuo Ling leaned on the pillow, complaining while eating snacks.
When Tian Li heard what Shuo Ling said, she immediately sat up from the bed and glared at Shuo Ling!
"You never saw my idol when he was young and beautiful! Why do you say my idol is Mediterranean!"
Master Doi's orange-red curly Mediterranean hairstyle looks like a bird's nest with dragon eggs from a distance. It is really impressive at first sight.
Even the powerful master pharmacist in the legend can't resist the ravages of time.
Shuo Ling and the angry Tian Li shrugged and threw their snacks away.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to mock your idol. It's just that I really didn't expect Master Doi to be a Mediterranean.
His haircut is so impressive. "
"Hmph! My idol is the most handsome even if he is bald!"
Tian Li firmly believed so.
Shuo Ling looked at Tian Li's eyes, with an expression that Tian Li was hopeless.
"Roommate, what do you think of Master Dou?"
"Well, very handsome!"
The black card can be obtained from Master Tuju's hand, and one can imagine how easy and unrestrained this master should be when he is in the pharmaceutical industry.
The hands soaked in the medicinal juice are like the scars on the body of a distinguished knight. Both are more authentic badges than so-called trophies.
"Look! Even Heika thinks my idol Doi Daishi is very handsome! Only you, a guy who likes to look at his appearance, can't feel my idol's handsomeness at all!"
Because of the approval of the black card, Tian Li proudly raised her eyebrows with her hips on the side of Shuo Ling who was speechless.
Shuo Ling couldn't eat any more snacks in his mouth.
"Roommate, are you kidding? Tianli's eyesight is not good, which is understandable. But you don't wear glasses.
Do you also think that Mediterranean hairstyles with bird nest hair are very trendy? "
Shuo Ling couldn't help thinking of his two roommates, who both had Mediterranean hairstyles because they worshiped idols.
Shuo Ling couldn't help shivering with aversion to cold.
"Shuo Ling, what are you talking about! My idol's hairstyle is not Mediterranean! No!"
Tian Li was about to start a fight with Shuo Ling.
Heika stood aside and fed a piece of dried salamander to the milk pot squatting on the bed.
"I think Master Doi's Mediterranean hairstyle suits him well. Don't you think so?"
"..."
Both Tian Li and Shuo Ling shut up.
Their thinking is not on the same line as Heika's.
Because seeing the idol, Tian Li and Shuo Ling forgot their curiosity about the golden pupil before. But being found out from the camp in the middle of the night, even the energetic Tian Li couldn't help yawning and feeling sleepy.
Looking at the clock in the room, it was already pointing to two o'clock in the morning.
Shuo Ling and Tian Li tidied up briefly, and then fell asleep on the bed together.
Heika hugged the milk can but looked at the crooked moon outside the window.
"Golden pupil...why did it appear in Ebenezer?"
"Ah woo~"
The milk can was held in Heika's arms, and he couldn't help but dozed off, and dozed off in Heika's neck in a daze.
Heika gently stroked the back of the milk pot, comforting the milk pot to sleep.
Mr. Mayor, who was circling anxiously in the Bucha City Hall, frowned with his hands behind his back.
"Mr. Mayor, the baptistery has sent a summons to the sacrificial hall."
"Has the sacrificial hall replied?"
The mayor looked at the secretary beside him, but couldn't feel at ease.
"I'm back, the message I just got back. The Alliance Sacrifice Hall will immediately send all the nearest badge knights to Ebenezer."
"Great! With the help of the Sacrificial Hall, even the golden pupils have nothing to be afraid of."
Like most of the people, Mayor Bouchard firmly believed in the power of the Alliance Sacrifice Hall and the Knights of the Badge.
Just like those who can't imagine the power of a disaster-level dragon at all, they won't understand that the strength of the golden pupil is far beyond that of a legendary-level dragon.
The Night Sovereign is a monster that cannot catch a figure at all in the dark.
Once it appears, it will raise the danger of massacre level.
A dragon that is not even introduced in the textbooks of the students.
Hundreds of years ago, it was sacrificed by the Alliance Sacrificial Palace, and it was sealed and slept in the Death Valley by sacrificing the top knights and wizards.
But now, it woke up for no reason.
From the time it first appeared in Luo Yagang, it seemed that it had no other evil deeds except for unfortunately injuring Young Master Mande.
In the main hall of the Alliance Sacrificial Hall, the high priest rested his staff and looked up at the star that was shining again.
The apostles knelt in the hall and kept chanting and praying, but the high priest let out a long sigh.
"Master Sacrifice, is something bad going to happen?"
The apostle kneeling at the front couldn't help but asked the high priest in a worried voice.
The high priest's loose robes dragged on the mirror-like ground.
"Go and bring that child from the Mander royal family."
The high priest gently raised his hand, and gave orders to the apostles behind him.
"Yes, High Priest."
The two apostles got up and backed away, turned and left the sacrificial hall.
The high priest stretched out his knuckle-boned hand, and the long nails lightly touched the flame in the oil lamp in front of him.
The flame that was about to be extinguished swallowed a part of the high priest's nail, and burned blazingly again.
Originally, the entire sacrificial hall was a little dark because of the dim candlelight that symbolized the stars. But because of the devoured nail of the high priest, the entire sacrificial hall became bright again.
The staff in the high priest's hand hummed slightly.
The apostles kneeling in the main hall saw the forbidden circle on the top of the staff in the high priest's hand slowly turning.
"If we can't find the Star of Kings before the evil restores its minions, then in the future, the entire Alliance Continent, even the vast territory surrounded by evil, will also fall under the shroud of that terrible evil."
"The war is coming, and all lives will have difficulty breathing."
The high priest's hoarse and helpless voice continued to spread throughout the entire sacrificial hall.
A suffocating fear rose from the bottom of everyone's feet.
"High Priest, what do you mean by the Great War?"
The high priest did not answer.
He tapped the staff lightly, and the apostles raised their heads and seemed to hear the faint cries of people in pain and the roar of some kind of low-pitched and terrifying dragon above the dome of the sacrificial hall.
The apostles couldn't tell what kind of evil dragon the deep dragon roar came from, but it was just a fragment reflected by the high priest from the prophecy, and everyone in the sacrificial hall felt the coldness of the evil dragon's roar.
A feeling like being in a ghost just by hearing the sound.
That is, a more desperate experience than death.