Due to his eagerness for delicious food, Ives never paid attention to the long queue behind him, so he did not notice that such a petite and beautiful girl was standing behind him.

At this time, facing Avis's eyes was a beautiful and charming girl. Her bright and clear eyes looked so fresh and refined against the background of her beautiful facial features.

Due to the recent trend from the royal family to the public's waist design, this girl, who already has an extremely slim figure, looks even more graceful. The linen knitted pullover and the classic barrel dress further carve the girl's elegant style.

"Beautiful lady, you must have misunderstood me. I don't mean to make trouble."

Ives tried his best to calm down, fearing that his behavior would be too reckless and would destroy his first impression.

Fortunately, in today's era, there is still a belief in worshiping chivalrous spirit, and it is not embarrassing to pursue beautiful women with passion. They will not be randomly classified as stinky hooligans.

"Then please give it up. If you don't buy it, there are still many people who need it later."

The girl was unrestrained and seemed to be used to this kind of attention-grabbing look, and said bluntly.

"Okay, OK, please first!"

Avis immediately turned sideways to avoid it, and when he passed by the girl, he could not help but smell a scent of fragrance.

"Well? Cardamom, musk, and a rich and elegant and unobtrusive white sandalwood back tune. Very good perfume."

Because I have been trying various magic potions, I can be said to be very familiar with some plant materials. With a simple trial, I can tell the materials very clearly.

The girl who was chatting with Uncle Rhode moved her earlobes slightly, but she didn't turn her head, but just muttered to herself in her heart:

A big man studies any perfume, and looks like a person in the upper class aristocratic circle. He is probably from a baron or a knight family.

Seeing that it did not attract the other party's attention, Avis was not discouraged and was ready to continue working hard and continue to chat.

When chasing girls, which one does not start with licking dogs?

"Mr. Ives, I found the shooting driving range."

At this moment, Chirivel's screams came from afar.

Since Xiao Qili heard about Mr. Ivis last night that he planned to start studying the Enchanted Fire Sword, he has been paying attention to this matter around him.

Just as Ives was waiting in line to buy oatmeal, Chirivel went out alone to inquire. Obviously, his hard work paid off and he found it.

"I'll talk about this later! I'm busy."

Ives immediately responded with a shout.

At this time, he was so angry that he had been frustrated. The depression he had heard about the sky-high price of oatmeal porridge had not been completely eliminated, but now he was disrupted by this kid again.

As expected, in the human continent, which now emphasizes gentlemanly demeanor, shouting in the street is really not gentlemanly.

After being scolded by the crowd lined up behind, when Avis wanted to find another opportunity to chat with the girl, he could no longer see any trace.

"Mr. Ivis, why did you come out? Have you bought oatmeal?"

Chirivel ran up excitedly and found that Mr. Ives had no food in his hand, so he asked.

"Eat and eat, you will know how to eat! I will accompany me to buy black bread in the future!"

Avis answered angrily.

"Okay, I like black bread, too."

Chirivel smiled and felt secretly happy. Mr. Ives still adhered to the good habit of diligence and thrift.

20 copper coins are really too high.

Besides, the black bread tastes very good!

Along the way, Aves briefly listened to what Chirivel said about the shooting driving range, and roughly understood the location, and then came up with a preliminary plan.

First, buy two loaves of bread to see if you can get a bowl of mushroom soup and drink it. Otherwise, this thing that is so hard that it can kill people is really hard to swallow.

Then Ives planned to take Chirivel again to get the extra money he left in this city and then set off to the shooting practice field to take a look.

"You said that girl is not dressed too expensively, unlike girls in the upper noble circle. But she uses a fairly authentic perfume. She probably was born in a baron or knight family who is not as good as a family."

Ives thought while walking, and asked Chirivel, who was completely confused by his mind.

But I'm afraid he himself didn't expect that the conclusion he came to was exactly the same as the previous girl.

...

"My God, why did you run out secretly again? Today is the day of school. My little princess, can you save me your worries?"

In a spacious office, an old man with a long beard in a wide magician robe taught a lesson to a petite girl, but his tone was not serious and his attitude was not bad, and he looked like he was compromising.

"Grandpa, I went out to buy you oatmeal porridge. Uncle Rhode made it, it is no worse than in the palace."

The girl talking was the girl Ives met before. At this time, she was holding two bowls of oatmeal porridge in her hand and talking to the old man opposite her.

"Oh, okay!" the old man stretched out his thin fingers and took the oatmeal porridge that had become a little cold, then pinched his long white beard that had already hung to his chest, and said after struggling for a long time. "Nina, you really don't want to go to the Holy See, right?"

The girl who was originally playful and cute suddenly lost her smile. She found a nearby seat and sat down, and her whole body pressed on the handrail.

"Grandpa, do I have to go to the Holy See? The people from the Holy See are like the Immortal Demons, and they have no breath of living people."

The girl muttered, and tears also slid from the corners of her eyes.

“You can’t say that outside!

This is the agreement between the Pope and the Fothia alliance, and I have no way to change it, grandpa.

However, you can become the "saint" of the Sun God's Holy See, and such honor is supreme.

And you can also accept the 'baptism of the Sun God', and your magic qualifications will be greatly improved. Grandpa, I am still waiting for you to become a Dharma God."

The old man was named Tru Randolph, and he was very tall. As the dean of Quentin Academy and the elder of the Forthian Magician League, he had a high status.

However, at this time the old man could only bend down and whisper to his granddaughter.

He also wanted to break the contract. He was both happy and worried when he watched his granddaughter gradually showing his magical talent.

Finally things came to this point. Her granddaughter, Nina Randolph, soon became the most talented student at Quentin Academy in the Chaya Empire. A golden magician who had just turned 18.

Then, I had to fulfill the once-fifty-year bullshit agreement:

The Fothia Magician Alliance selected three most talented magicians under the age of 20 from the three empires, becoming the "saint child" and "saint" of the Sun God's Holy See.

The Holy See of the Sun God will hand over a 50-year loan right to the "Book of Creation".

This agreement has been in effect for nearly a thousand years.

In this time, the one who selected the Fotia League and the Chaya Empire was this petite and cute girl, Nina Randolph.

"Let's go! Go to school first! Even if you go, it's not that fast. Grandpa has an agreement with the Archbishop."

Then, the old man took the girl's hand, gently wiped the girl's cheek with his palm, and helped her to wipe away the tears.

"But, I'm from a higher education college. I'm going to graduate in two years. Aren't your agreement going to go as soon as you graduate?"

At this time, the girl was no longer naughty and cute at the beginning, nor did she have the previous grief, anger and despair. Her tone was calm, as if she was discussing something that had nothing to do with her.

The old man did not comment or know how to comfort him, so he could only send the girl to the college registration area, with students' respect and envy all the way.

There is also his respect for the dean and his envy and jealousy for Nina.

...

"Old man Tru, don't leave! I have something to do with you!"

Just when Dean Trudeau was about to turn back to his office, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance.

God knows why the original owner called the elder Trulu of the Forthia Alliance called Old Trulu.

In order not to appear too different from before, when Avis stepped into Quentin Academy, he couldn't help but scream when he saw the tall old man standing out in the crowd.

After hearing the sound, Trunk helped his forehead, but he didn't realize that the victim would come to him today. Shouldn't the Garod Academy be held at the opening ceremony today?

Then the old man turned around and walked down the steps, saying, "Boy Avis, why are you here today? Didn't Garod start school today?"

What was unexpected was that the little guy who gave him a headache had no intention of raising his head to talk to him at this time.

At this time, the boy was opening his mouth wide and pointing his right hand at his little granddaughter, dumbfounded.

"It's you! That rude...stingy guy!"

However, Nina reacted immediately, and didn't know what words to use to describe it, so she added the sentence "Stingy Guy".

At this time, Avis on the other side responded, gently dusted off the dust on his shoulders, stroked his right hand and bowed with his chest, put on a perfectly charming smile, and spoke after making a standard gentlemanly manner:

"Yes, beautiful lady. It's me who is 'sty little'.

Look at this matter. We met again only one hour and twenty-three minutes after the last time we left.

Fate! It’s so wonderful!”
Chapter completed!