Holy Institution

When Dilling and Sosso walked by, Aridi was growling and growling, and rushed towards Ning Ya.

Raymond stood between the two gleefully, staring at Alidi's feet tightly, ready to reach out at any time to make him fall. Geographically, Senriska is closer to Ranzan, and the relations between the two countries are good. Personally, he also prefers to be close to Ning Ya, rather than Aridi, who is walking behind Siro.

"Aridi."

A faint tone fixed Aridi's footsteps like a spell.

Dilling and Sosso stopped, and Siro was raising his tent and coming out.

Some people are born with a sense of existence that can't be ignored, no matter what he wears. It's like Siro, although the pajamas he wears are like a gigantic cloth bag, it still does not damage his majesty-at least in the eyes of Aridi.

Aridi, like a bullied child, suddenly saw his adult, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his tears fell down.

Siro was puzzled. In his eyes, Aridi is just a friend and noble disciple who hasn't known him for three days. He really can't figure out where his dependence and trust come from.

"What happened?" He walked up to Alidi, but looked at Ning Ya.

Aridi's eyes were redder, but this time because of anger. He pointed his finger at Ning Ya, "He hit me!"

噗, 噗噗, 噗 ha ha ...

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Ning Ya's neck stalk was very straight, her bloodless face was paler, and her gray hair made him look so weak that he would faint anytime, anywhere.

Alidi also seemed to realize that his behavior was naive and ridiculous, and he hurriedly put down his hand, but still stared at Ning Ya with a dead eye, a posture that would rush at any time.

In laughter, Siro seemed extraordinarily calm. "Why?"

Ning Ya's lips moved, and she didn't distinguish.

Aridi thought he was guilty and his expression was even more aggrieved. "He is a lunatic." He whispered to describe the situation. He had a good chat with Jeffrey, but Ning Ya suddenly rushed over and gave him a hard punch.

Jeffrey felt Siro's gaze come over, hesitated, and nodded.

Dilling looked at Ning Ya's face without shame, when his heart moved and was about to speak, he heard Silo saying, "What are you talking about?"

Aridi narrowed his eyes and glanced at Jeffrey.

Jeffrey looked down at the tip of his shoe and tried to stay out of the way.

Aridi sneered in contempt and turned to Siro: "Nothing, just talk about the other two schools."

He did not specifically refer to which two schools, but everyone knows that only Saint Sauvignon and Saint Dean can be compared with the sanctuary on the entire continent.

Raymond suddenly said, "Have you studied in Saint-Sauvie?" He asked Ningya this sentence.

All eyes refocused on Ning Ya's face again.

Ning Ya's expression didn't change, "Well."

Aridi responded, "Do you know Diane Feinberg?" He pondered the only thing that offended the female knight in the conversation just now.

Ning Ya slowly raised her head, her dark eyes staring at him coldly.

Alidi could not help but shiver, "Even if you know her? I'm not mistaken! The entire continent knows that she and her husband's husband ran away to Langzan, but in the end they poisoned her husband's wife." It is a bit exaggerated to say that the whole continent, but because Triumph is not only a noble of Tangerli, but also one of the three Golden Rose knights in the mainland, so she is very famous. Nobles in other countries are very concerned about her news. Aridi talked about her unscrupulously because she had no noble classmates from Tangierli, but she did not expect to touch Ningya's inverse scale.

Ning Ya said, "She didn't run away, nor was she poisoned!"

Aridi never thought that such a humble person would be so sharp when he started a fire, but even today, he couldn't help backing down. So he slumped his neck and said, "This is how the mainland spreads it!"

Ning Ya's eyes were slightly red, and her eyes lightened.

"Enough." Siro interrupted them suddenly. Although he didn't think it was related to him, Aridi's attitude made him have to intervene, "In order to hear the gossip and hear rumors, do you want to destroy the friendship between your classmates?"

If the voice of heart can become a language, then there must be a series of disdain, including Siro himself.

This sentence is really nauseous.

But no one would say it out loud, especially the opposite is Siro. So everyone's expression is serious and sincere.

Dilling let go of Soso's hand and walked to Ning Ya, in a voice that only a few of them could hear: "I have three years to do."

Ning Ya turned her head to the side, her pupils looked at him like black zircon.

Dilling looked back at him without any concealment.

Ning Ya bowed her head.

Judging by his shrugging shoulders, he took a deep breath.

Di Lin wondered if he should persuade him, but Ning Ya suddenly looked up.

Probably the kick that Alidi was too deep, so at the moment Ning Ya looked up, her foot involuntarily took a half step back.

Siro glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, his eyes flickering with invisible disdain.

"I'm sorry," Ning Ya said lightly, "I'm impulsive."

...

Just impulsive?

I also want to be impulsive!

Aridi almost jumped with a word. But Siro gently pressed his shoulders, "Do you accept his apology?" Although it was a question, it sounded more like a statement.

Aridi turned to look at him, and seemed to want to see his attitude hiding in his eyes.

But Siro only had Dilling in his eyes at the moment.

Aridi moved his heels uncomfortably. Obviously he is the victim and the protagonist, but why does he always feel like he has been neglected?

Dilling slowly said, "A true nobleman will not arbitrarily talk about baseless rumors." Beginning to talk with Ning Ya, he has divided him into his own camp without permission. However, this is indeed the case. At present, it seems that there is only one Alidi in the Siro camp.

Aridi shivered. "I just said it casually."

"I can imagine how casual you were then." Dilling faced him.

Siro said: "Imagination is a random and unfounded thing."

Aridi was refreshed. Siro finally spoke for him.

Dillin smiled indifferently: "It seems that I have been affected by bad examples, and I apologize solemnly." He looked at Ardi with a scorching heart, "for my irresponsible and baseless nonsense."

Aridi turned his head. He had already been kicked, and never thought of using this method to excite him again.

Siro also didn't want to tear up this inexplicable thing again, "Your eloquence is no less than your sense of water."

Dilling for a moment, he didn't understand why he dragged things to the element of water.

Siro raised his lips, "I look forward to the day you catch up with me."

Isn't sarcastic far worse than him? Dilling calmly said, "That was never my goal."

"Really?" Siro chin slightly lifted.

After several confrontations, Dilling already understood that his action represented his own discomfort.

"That being the case," Siro slowly took a step forward. "Let me wait and see how far you can go."

Alidi looked inexplicably at the two people facing each other.

If he remembered correctly, he was the one who had just been kicked. But why did things seem to have nothing to do with him?

In any case, the almost raging fire was finally put out with the cooperation of Siro and Dilling. The suspicion between the two of them must obviously be traced back to the grievances of the two countries. It is by no means a matter of three words or two fists that can be written off. So this matter ended with Dilling and Siro losing their battle books.

Suo Suo saw Dilling return to the tent, and was about to follow up, and saw Ning Ya's figure faster than him, rushing in first.

This kind of temporary tent is not large, so Soso had to squat outside the door half of her body and blinked at them.

Ning Ya said, "I'm here to thank Dilling."

Dilling waved, "I did nothing."

Ning Ya thought about it and whispered, "Triumph is my mentor."

Dilling froze.

"She is a real knight. Kindness, justice, justice, modesty, courage, trustworthiness, loyalty, and tolerance. She has all the good qualities, things are not like the legend." Ning Ya murmured, confided, face It was full of depression and pain. "She is the most respected person in my life. I can't tolerate anyone to slander her and slander her! Can't tolerate."

So cable: "Why don't you tell the truth? If you tell the truth, those people will never misunderstand her."

The more painful Ning Ya's look was, the fingers on her knees trembled gently.

Dilling sighed silently, "It's late. Go back to rest early."

Ning Ya supported the ground with one hand and wanted to stand up, but the sudden throbbing of his heart made him breath tight, and the whole person knelt forward.

Dilling was startled, holding his shoulders and saying, "Are you all right?"

Ning Ya shook her head.

The moonlight passed over Sousso's shoulders and landed on his face, reflecting a layer of hazy light gray.

Dilling worried, "Your face is ugly."

Ning Ya smiled bitterly: "I have been sitting for too long."

Dilling never knew that sitting in his tent for five minutes could make a person's face so ugly. But instead of piercing, he let go of his hand and let Ning Ya get out of the tent.

Soso crawled in on all fours, "Why would he enter St. Pades if he was a student at the Glory Academy of Saint-Sauville?"

"There is always a reason."

"What's the reason?" Soso opened her eyes curiously.

"Why, I'll tell you tomorrow morning." Dilling said. Anyway, he must not remember what he promised the next morning.

"Okay. Don't let Lai Pi." Sosso thought for a while, adding, "I always feel like you have a lot of things to forget to tell me."

Dilling blushed and answered, "This is your illusion."

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