Dharma god he doesn't want to go to school

After walking less than half the distance, Ansair suddenly said: "It seems that we can save some effort next."

Looking at the elves flying towards them in great spirits, Gerrard was a little numb: "Will you or I will come later?"

Although in the end there is not much difference.

Ansair thought for a while: "Your Lord, help me."

Gerald complained silently in his heart: You have already achieved this level, why do you still let me be your assistant now?

However, the complaints were all complaints. Facing the little elf with a crown on his head, Gerald took a step forward, half-bent, and performed a standard aristocratic etiquette.

"Hello, are you the temporary leader of this land?"

The words "temporary" and "leader" directly pierced the heart of the crown elf who proclaimed himself His Majesty the King.

Of course, their hearts are really small.

"Bold! Where did the intruder come from, how dare he be so rude!" the crown elf shouted.

Although his yelling is placed in the ears of ordinary people, he needs to concentrate and listen carefully.

So Samuel, who has been in a trance since he came in, finally found out that he forgot an important link, and then he gave himself a magic spell to enhance his hearing, and then he found that his classmates were all in unison. watch.

——Although it is said to be uniform, Ernest's appearance is polite. As Ansair's eyes shifted, Gerald, as the "ambassador of foreign exchange", maintained a standard dignified face The aristocratic posture, facing the elf with the crown, his ears pricked up to listen to the development on Samuel's side.

"Feeling bad?" Ansair asked.

Compared with this group of elves who "appeared suddenly" and "occupied" part of his family's territory, the same class is more important.

Samuel smiled, but there was a rare annoyance in that smile.

"Not good," he said.

Ansair immediately became alert.

Could it be that this superficially dreamy place actually has another mystery?What did he miss?

Samuel quickly added: "It's not bad."

Ansair: "?"

Hayden also asked directly: "What's the matter with you?"

Samuel naturally turned Hayden's words into concern—in fact, Hayden did care about him—he shook his head: "I don't feel very good about this land."

Can a good old man who has always been kind to others say "not so good"?That's not "not so good", that's "very bad"!

Gerald naturally followed Samuel's words and asked the crown elf: "Can you tell me what happened here, sir?"

The crown elf was about to lose his temper—

In his opinion, a group of inexplicable guys first broke into his country and captured his people, and now they are so rude and arrogant in front of him, the lord of the territory, without answering his question a word , but kept asking him, didn't he not take him seriously?

Then he saw next to the young man standing at the front, the young man with pale blond hair easily caught a group of his people from behind him like fishing with a fishing net, and stuffed them into the big ball of light .

Crown Elf: "..."

"Bold!"

The little crown crooked--

The crown elf was so angry that the crown on his head was almost unsteady.

He pointed at the patrolling troop who arrested him, and now he is still arresting the young man of his nobleman in front of him, without even thinking about it: "In the name of the king of elves, I will give you..."

Hearing that the crown elf was about to make a big move, Ansair looked at him curiously, looking eager to see what the crown elf could "give" him.

Ansair: I'm so scared.

Ernest approached Ansair calmly.

The four of Gerald also secretly raised their vigilance.

However, there were six of them in a group, and they watched the crown elf openly or secretly, but saw that the crown elf got stuck in the middle of speaking.

Waited a while.

Ansair couldn't hold back: "What are you going to 'give' me?"

The expression on the crown elf's face turned from blue to red and finally to white, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The king's guard—since the elf in the crown claims to be the king, the elf in the uniform with him is of course a top-notch guard—swift forward, nervously blocking the elf in the crown, and looking at Ans with a vigilant face. Al and his party yelled:

"What did you do to the king?"

Ansair: ? ? ?

other people:? ? ?

What are you doing!Obviously it was your "king" who was yelling what to do with us, but now he didn't finish his sentence and stuttered, why did he still blame them?

Vanessa was the first to bear it: "Looking at how cute you are, I didn't expect you to be better at knocking nails than Griman."

Ansair: "?"

Vanessa casually said that she, Gerald, and Griman were all from the Department of Physics, and that Gerald was okay, and she usually suffered from Griman's dark losses.But she also took the opportunity to call back.

After listening, Ansair commented that Griman has become a thing of the past, so don't take him to heart, it will be bad for future cultivation.

Vanessa thought about it, too, and nodded deeply.

The king condescended to speak to the group of intruders, who did not respect the king, and their final warning was not heeded at this moment.

The elf guards got angry and decided to give the intruders a little color.

"Shh-"

The guards wearing beautiful little white and light blue uniforms lined up to stand in front of other elves, took out small magic wands in unison, and pointed at Ansair and his party with lightning speed people--

Vanessa rolled her eyes uninterestedly.

Ansair said that he wanted to maintain the normal operation of the light sphere to prevent the elves inside from breaking through and give them a cooperation from the inside out. Hayden said that he wanted to study the composition of the land here.

As a result, the two professionals from the law department "unanimously" went to do other things, and the three professionals from the physics department stood there lazily without moving.

Samuel smiled bitterly, but a warm current slowly flowed deep in his heart.

He raised his hand slightly, turned his wrist several times, and a thick barrier blocked the group of people and the attacks from all the elf guards.

The attacks emitting white light fell into the barrier one by one, but were tightly blocked by the barrier.

Samuel's expression was calm and relaxed from beginning to end.

Seeing that the people behind the barrier were safe and sound, not even scratched, the guardian elves finally put away the remaining contempt in their hearts, and looked at the compatriots in the light ball with less anger in their eyes.

And then more and more humiliation.

From their point of view, they felt humiliated when they were attacked by a powerful enemy, and their resistance was still a tickling attack.

Are they going to perish today?

Unknowingly, despair stained the faces of countless elves.

Seeing that it was almost time, Ansair patted Samuel on the shoulder to make him stop the barrier, and then Ansair himself stepped forward carelessly, standing in front of Gerald.

It was almost in front of the crown elf.

"Old sir, are you able to speak now?" Ansair asked with an emphasis.

Forget it!Second Prince Ovig is a well-known waste!

Forget it!When the second prince himself was on the "Royal Tutorial", he fished for three days and posted on the net for two days!

Forget it!He, Ansel Owig, doesn't like to read history books, thick black studies and other books!

but!He still has the basic ability to observe words and emotions!

Here I would like to thank Her Majesty the Queen who has entered menopause (?) since the birth of her son, and wants to give her sons a "love care" from time to time.

I also want to thank His Majesty the King who disapproved, but did not object to his wife's ideas, and finally chose to give his sons a little hint before "Love Care".

——In the Central Continent, what is the foundation of a career for professionals?Of course it's strength, so "helping my son improve his strength" = "love and care", there's nothing wrong with it!

As for how to manage the kingdom?When I was young, I was taught theoretically. When my son has the strength, he will be accompanied by a few teachers, and he will go to the country for a field trip and experience it for himself.

Although after they "confirmed" that Ansair had no professional talent, Her Majesty the Queen rarely gave her youngest son "love and care".

She was afraid that she would accidentally destroy her fragile little son.

But the eldest son will be fine.

But here I would like to thank the two Majesties for allowing Ansair to develop a (much) sharper (much) ability to "read faces" (compared to his previous life).

Therefore, the royal family is harmonious and the relationship between brothers is good. A large part of the reason is that there is Her Majesty the Queen who has a rough personality, strong mobility, and even stronger strength. There is a king who unconditionally supports Her Majesty. The brothers had to report to the regiment to keep warm. In case I don't know when my mother and father will slap blood all over my face.

Ansair narrowed his eyes, staring at the crown elf carefully.

He doubted the crown elf knew his face!Just based on the expression he saw him just now!

Ansair: ╭(╯^╰)╮

Ansair: I am also an amateur at face reading!

The crown elf finally came back to his senses, his whole face was full of horror: "Why are you still alive!?"

Ansair: "???"

Shouldn't he be alive?What did he die?Why doesn't he know? ? ?

Ernest, who had been standing in the center of the team, not far from Ansair's face sank, and stood directly beside Ansair, his aura exploded instantly!

The little elf in the crown trembled, weak and helpless.

Not only him, but many, many guards standing in front of the crown elf, and the noble/common elf behind him also trembled badly, their wings moved and stopped, as if they were about to fly up in the next second... oh no, they fell.

They also really fell to the ground from mid-air, they seemed to have lost their flying instinct, their desire to survive, and they couldn't even struggle in the strong killing intent and raging waves.

For ordinary people, a height of less than two meters is nothing, especially for professionals.

But elves are only as long as an adult's finger, if they fall directly from a height of nearly two meters...

Seeing that something was wrong, Samuel quickly used spells to support the falling elves.

Ansair subconsciously put his arms around his friend's shoulders to appease Ernest because he was "angry and angry when he heard that his good friend was cursed to death".

"I'm here, don't listen to nonsense."

……

Bullshit?

Yes, it's nonsense...

No, it is not.

No.

Al is not dead!

——"... Ernest! We are Ansair's first companions and classmates! We are also very sad! But...but..."

——"Vanessa, wait a minute... Ernest."

In the fragmented memory, the familiar yet unfamiliar young man, who was mature and calm, looked at "him" with unconcealable sadness in the corners of his eyes.

"You are lovers and lovers. It is understandable that you don't want him to leave you. But." The young man looked at "him" deeply, "The queen sacrificed, and the royal family only has Green and King Bagh. It won't be long before Green is about to take over."

The young man took a deep breath, "Green hopes that you can bury Ansair in the royal cemetery, as long as you agree, if one day you are about to die..."

The young man could hardly continue, "...Green is willing to let you be buried with Ansair."

"He" looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about the promise of the future King Ovig.

"Then... After that, only Green is left in the royal family." The young man said with difficulty, "For the sake of the final victory, Ansair couldn't see his family often when he was alive. Green...Green wanted to leave Ansair and his home. Get closer. Even..." His family members have all died.

"He" interrupted the young man: "Are you here to be a lobbyist for the eldest prince?"

The young man closed his eyes to hide the unbearable expression in his eyes: "Yes."

"He" held his beloved in his arms, stood up without saying a word, turned and left.

Behind him, the young man's voice came from a distance: "When Green succeeds to the throne, will you take Ansair with you?"

go with.

why not?Anyway, he is also Al's biological brother, the country that Al tried his best to save.

"With the help of Green, the story of Ansair and you can spread faster!"

Gerald finally couldn't help telling why he and Vanessa were Green's lobbyists, "You have hidden your identities on the mainland these years, you have done so many good things and sacrificed so much, do you want future generations to say Speaking of the second prince Ovig, is he synonymous with a trash and a dragger!?"

"He" finally stopped and looked back at Gerrard: "If Hayden's family asks you for Hayden's body, will you give it?"

Gerald stopped short, his chest heaving violently.

"He" looked at Gerald, and suddenly smiled faintly: "You have always been so smart, why can't you turn around all of a sudden?"

"His" Al is as important to Green as Green is to Al.

How could "his" Al, the elder brother whom he liked and respected, watch his younger brother make great sacrifices, yet be lost in history without a sound?

"He" lost all of "him", "his" Al, and Green also lost his mother, younger brother, and was about to lose his father. After that, he was truly alone.

Kings seem to go this way.

But grew up under the cultivation of the queen and king with such personalities, and grew up with younger brothers who are as lazy as salted fish, but who really care about and love their families, will Green like this lonely road?

Green's unwillingness and incompetence for his own weakness will not be much less than "him".

Gerald was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

He covered his face, tears streaming down his face.

Yes, it was him who had the photoshoot.

He watched Samuel change painfully, and he thought Green changed too.Green has indeed changed, but not the kind of change he thought.

"He" finished speaking softly, ignoring the shouts of his former companions Gerald and Vanessa, and decided to leave.

——"Green selfishly wants to 'reunite' with his family, and I also selfishly want to be with my lover forever."

- "Eternal life."

—but how incompetent he is.

How incompetent he is.

Ernest lowered his eyes to cover the gray-blue pupils that were stained red by rage and blood. The dark red waves in them were filled with tyranny and killing intent that made people palpitate.

That feeling is powerlessness.

He finally connected the fragmented memories together, and he finally sorted out the cause and effect.

Ernest let go of his clenched fists amidst Ansair's concerned low voice, and his tense body seemed to relax.

He raised his head, and the gray-blue iris was as quiet as before.

He was incompetent once, and he once traded his ability to manipulate time for another chance.

It’s just that at the same price, most of his memories of his previous life were lost. He could only rely on his deep-seated desire to add his name to the Kles School’s student list at the last moment in the ethnic habitat.

He changed the past history, he became a student of Kles, the No.6 student of the seventh special class, he became Al's original classmate and companion just like Gerald and Vanessa.

He became the butterfly that fanned the hurricane.

Before he could link up the fragmentary memories, he was subconsciously clearing away obstacles to the future.

Even if he still can't remember what happened in his last life, it doesn't matter.

In this life, he will end those things that shouldn't bother Al in advance.

Al just needs to be himself happily and live happily...

Just fine.

Recalling the cold body in his arms in his memory, Ernest subconsciously hugged Ansair very tightly, until the warm body temperature came through through the two layers of clothing, Ernest calmly exhale.

"... Ernest."

Ernest was quite a bit taller than Ansair. At this moment, Ansair buried his face directly in Ernest's chest. He heard the heartbeat of his friend, and for no reason, he felt his face start to heat up again.

What happened today?He'd better go back to the palace for an inspection earlier.

"My family members are all dead." Ernest didn't let go of Ansair, who was clearly uncomfortable, and whispered in the latter's ear, "After I met you, Al, I regarded you as my family. I couldn't help it when I heard that thing say that about you, sorry."

"It's said that there is no need for an apology between us." Ansair said reflexively.

Then, he pursed his lips and whispered, "You are also my family."

What's wrong with his best friend... his best friend is also his family.

Ernest smiled and said, "Okay."

Next to Ernest, it seemed that Ernest's aura was not right, and Gerald and the others took out their weapons, fearing that this group of elves would have some backhands, or that they would be attacked by the enemy unknowingly.

however.

Seeing that the current repertoire has been sliding from "war movies" to "romance movies", which are still "romance movies" in the name of her family, Vanessa took the lead in putting down her arms and turning her wings back into her hands.

Then she raised her hands above her head, pretending to be a light bulb.

The watts are bright and the lights are bright, but the parties simply don't pay attention to the light bulbs.

Hayden looked at the soil in his hand, wondering if he should just pour a pot of soil over it, so that the two guys who were "talking about family (love)" in this situation would be sober.

Gerrard said "this person is dead, burn the paper".

Even Samuel, who was preoccupied, laughed at this moment.

Until he finally breathed a sigh of relief, the elf in the crown who hadn't learned the lesson yelled: "You like men?! How could you like men?!"

The four of Gerald: Oh, outsiders can tell at a glance, why are they not surprised at all?But little brother, don't tell the truth if you see through, this is the basic principle of being a human being.

Still in Ernest's arms, Ansair turned his head away in shock when he heard the words of the elf in the crown, his face was covered with a row of words "why is your mind so dirty".

Above Ansair, Ernest narrowed his eyes, exuding coldness again where Ansair couldn't notice.

The crown elf told himself that I am the king, and I am not afraid of anyone, and said, "That tall man over there! Don't be fooled by Orvig! He is a prince, even if his chances of succeeding to the throne are almost impossible! But he can't openly marry a man who can't have children!"

Gerald & Vanessa & Samuel & Hayden: …………

Today's melon is so rich.

Ansair: ………………………………………

Hey!

What kind of spicy chicken elf actually lifted his vest! ! ! ? ? ?