She Is Not a Witch

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The winter festival party is here.

The academy is full of celebration, and the students are temporarily relieved from the tense learning state and enjoy the hard-won three-day vacation.

Colorful triangular flags are hung on the ropes, and these ropes are decorated by the members of the clothing department under the "Crown of Seven Colors" throughout the campus. Some circles made of frozen green branches and leaves are also decorated in classrooms and corridors. These frozen green colors are dark green. Fresh, with small orange or red berries between the branches and leaves, very attractive.

This plant is evergreen all year round, blooms yellow flowers, and bears fruits in winter. It has a beautiful meaning in the folklore of the Western Continent, symbolizing'life and abundance'. Later, the Angel Church also included it in the holy scriptures. A religious sacred object for publicity.

Although frozen greens are not widely distributed, it is not particularly troublesome to cultivate. Nowadays, some gardeners and manors even specially plant them for winter festivals, and everyone buys and hangs them.

"Wow, it's finally a holiday. It can be fun for three days." After stepping out of the teaching hall, Alina cheered on the steps, and many students next to her were also talking in low voices, and the air was filled with a touch of joy.

Seeing Alina cheering and jumping without a lady, Letis shook her head slightly, then turned around and asked, "Shall we go to the restaurant tonight?"

"No, Bumantha said that their dormitory will cook a big meal today, so let's go straight away." Lorrain Hill shook his head, and then stepped down the steps to get close to Letis and Alena.

呲啦——

A black figure accidentally slipped off the steps, leaned forward and fell onto the snow, then rolled down obliquely. His clothes were wrapped in the snow and kept rolling. It was only 5-6 meters away that it hit Lorrain Hill. Stop on the back foot.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry."

Frozen flushed fingers were on the ground, struggling to stand up, looking at the black-haired and black-dressed girl in front of him, the young man who fell and apologized in a hurry.

His complexion was pale, his eye bags had thick black shadows, and his eyes were a little red and swollen. It seemed that he fell carelessly because of poor sleep.

Suffered, he secretly said in his heart, looking at the appearance and temperament of this classmate, it is estimated that which big family was born. Not only did he almost bump into someone's house just now, but he also soiled other people's clothes and skirts. There is nothing good to eat now. Up.

When he bowed his head apologizing, his gaze swept again, looking at the black stockings soaked in sewage, he felt nervous again. "Sorry, I really didn't mean it on purpose."

"It doesn't matter, pay more attention to rest, I'll go first." A soft voice came from before him, and then those slender legs slowly left his field of vision and disappeared into the snowy winter night.

Is that over? The young man looked at the girl's back in disbelief, put his hat back on after a long time, and then moved on.

Perhaps in the eyes of Lorrain Hill, this is just a trivial matter, but it is not the case in the world of Yvar. Even Emenas, aristocratic merchants, or children born to large families, who advocate equality and mutual respect, rarely interact with the low-level civilians.

Even in the same school and the same classroom, this invisible barrier still exists. There are many reasons for this. Although some aristocratic parents will teach their children to stay away from those commoners, what really matters is the difference in their growth experiences, which makes it difficult to have a common language.

In the eyes of the nobles, civilians do not abide by the rules, often commit crimes of stealing and rape, and most of them have misbehaviors.

In the eyes of ordinary people, most nobles are clean and they don’t know the sufferings of the world. Many rules are set in a direction that is beneficial to the nobles. If ordinary people who have a hard life completely obey them, they will inevitably lose a lot and violate certain regulations. It has become commonplace.

In this way, in school life, most of the students from civilian backgrounds will take care to avoid those ‘nobles’ and not to offend and disturb those students with good backgrounds. If the other party is a good-looking big family lady, then you have to pay more attention and keep your distance, because you don't know whether some of your unintentional actions will be jealous of secret suitors.

The children of the nobles have their own family backgrounds, and the common people will inevitably apologize in a low voice. If they happen to be hated, they may not have a peaceful life during school.

According to this young man, even if the young lady is kind-hearted and unwilling to pursue it, with her face, it is inevitable that a few flower care envoys will come out and take him with great interest. After all, you can't expect sixteen seventy-seven. How sensible and calm are the year-old boys.

But today is exceptionally peaceful, and everything seems to be over naturally.

Taking a breath and sighing for his good luck, the young man walked towards the library.

In the far corner, a young man wearing a dark hat stood there and waved his right hand. An entourage quickly walked in from behind and looked at the micro badge on his uniform. He should be a third-grade student at Bridge Piers College.

"To investigate the man, his name, origin, character, etc., as well as whether it was accidental or intentional tonight, it is necessary to find out."

"Yes, Cousin Grace." The student left immediately after listening. Their noble circles had their own methods and intelligence networks.

After his cousin left, Grace pulled off the brim of his hat and continued to follow Lorrain Hill and his party far away.

Although Jaelanen did not succeed in pursuing Lorland Hill, it does not mean that others can succeed. If this happens, Miss Lorland and others will become lovers, and his life as a little brother will come to an end. .

At first Grace also thought that Jayran was on a whim. After all, Miss Lorraine's appearance was truly beautiful, but Emenas had many beautiful ladies, and maybe Jayran would soon have a new goal.

But who would have thought that his elder brother, one of the giants of the future Verdant Empire, seemed to have moved his heart, and he hadn't forgotten that girl for half a year.

This time made Grace pay more attention to it. If the future sister-in-law and others run away without paying attention, then Jae Lanen's anger can be imagined, and it is inevitable that he will not be affected.

Therefore, recently he began to inquire and follow up this mysterious black-haired girl again.

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The young man who almost knocked down Lorrain Hill walked into the library, found a quiet study room, and took out books and thick materials to prepare for study.

The corners of the notebook are so worn out, you can see the gray material inside. The pages are densely written with various words, and the handwriting is both old and new. It seems to have been re-learned and summarized many times.

Learning is not difficult~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But if you want to be in the forefront of Emenas, where geniuses are gathered, you have to spend a lot of effort, knowledge, strength, and skills, none of which are indispensable.

The young man is not a talented person, and his background is not good. The parents in the family are all civilians of the original Verga. Because of the recent annexation of Frost Rose, some big families have fallen. This gave him luck the opportunity to enter Egypt. The gate of Maynas.

He deeply understands how rare this opportunity is. It is hard work, hard work, and seizing all opportunities for improvement. It has become commonplace to stay up late. He wants to get ahead in school and strive for a bright future for himself and his family.

Under the light yellow candlelight, a cheap quill pen was writing on the paper, calculating, and the black oily cuffs also wiped the paper. Since he is a student of magic sequence, the courses in alchemy and calculation are also destined to spend more time and thoughts.

In this way, a pen, a lamp, and a figure of hard work did not sleep on the desk until midnight and early in the morning, and on the book next to it, an ordinary and popular name was revealed, Jack.

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