Feitan is a good boy, this is the conclusion Cellululu came to after getting in touch with him several times. He listens carefully in class, although he seems not to understand, and even asks her to explain it several times after class. [No pop-up novel website] He knows that he loves his classmates, even if they are not very friendly to him, and respects his teachers, even the dwarf teachers seem to be a little indifferent to him, a mixed race. He practices diligently, probably believing that hard work can make up for his shortcomings. Whenever he has time, he wields the big hammer that is said to be a relic left by his dwarf father. He hammers various ores by the stove every day, trying out various kinds of ores. Various types of swords. Although his personality is a bit soft, he never loses his basic dignity and integrity when dealing with others.
With such a good classmate, Cellululu is naturally willing to continue dating. Although when they first get to know her, she often has an uncontrollable urge to scratch the wall that even she cannot understand. When the symptoms are severe, she will have goosebumps. , a strange phenomenon of itching all over the body.
For example, when she saw Feitan bowing respectfully to greet his mentor, she would be dumbfounded; every time he got down and motivated himself with enthusiasm, she would feel creepy.
Also, when Feitan was listening to lectures and taking notes with his eyes wide open, unblinking, and in an extremely fanatical manner, every time he saw that, after celluloid goosebumps, something like this would suddenly pop up in his mind. In a word - he was like a sponge, tirelessly absorbing knowledge, and then the feeling of coldness deepened.
Even later, when he recalled all the past events of his parents to her with great affection, and his words revealed his strong desire for the warmth of home, his expressions of joy and sadness made Cellululu feel itchy in her heart and wanted to scratch the wall. While wearing it, you should also self-examine whether there is something wrong with her heart.
The most serious one happened at a small gathering of dwarves. Dwarves are a race with an extremely simple life. In addition to the forging work that they regard as life, they just have fun, enjoy the mellow aroma of ale, and sing and dance along with the strong smoke. , this is all their life.
It was the same at that party. The cheerful organ sound with clear rhythm echoed, and the rough voice sang strange songs loudly. The dwarves formed a circle and danced a group dance that was simple and rough but had a kind of rustic beauty. Celluloid was originally She was admiring it, but a sentence that clearly contained infinite longing and disappointment instantly shattered the joyful atmosphere around her.
"I'm so envious. I also want to sing and dance with them."
"You want to sing and dance with them!?"
Cellululu didn't remember whether the tone of her question was scary, or whether her expression was weird, but she remembered how longing and yearning Feitan's expression was, and her surging urge to scratch the wall. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop him, and when a dwarf seemed to feel sorry for Feitan and came up to invite him, Feitan really joined in, pulling the dwarf in front of him, spinning around in circles like a little mouse, and jumping happily When she started dancing and singing happily, she was completely stunned and could only stare at the figure stupidly. After three seconds, the impulse to scratch the wall turned into another uncontrollable impulse.
"Stop dancing like that! It doesn't look like you at all!"
She remembered that she rushed over and pulled Feitan out almost arbitrarily. The sound seemed a bit too loud, even a bit sharp. The dwarves near them stopped singing and dancing, and everyone stared at them. Looking at her, the atmosphere at that time was extremely heavy. Feitan was frightened by her furious look, and the faces of the surrounding dwarves were even more ugly. Cellululu's words were simply an insult.
After her head got hot, Cellululu was even more frustrated by her inexplicable behavior. Feitan, who was pulled out by her, was slightly confused at first, but then suddenly woke up as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her. Cellululu was so sinister and violent that she felt guilty and took two steps back in fear. However, this expression disappeared in an instant. Feitan immediately panicked and pulled her away with an apologetic look on his face. She stopped apologizing, and Cellululu felt ashamed and had to apologize for a long time.
Afterwards, Cellulu apologized to Feitan for her rudeness, and tried to make up for it by asking him to sing and dance again. However, Feitan seemed to have completely forgotten about the matter, and the dwarves' singing and dancing never made him angry again. Any interest, but from then on, there was a kind of subconscious rejection and disgust, which made Cellululu feel guilty, feeling that she had caused Feitan's psychological shadow.
Even from time to time, she would still be struck by lightning for no apparent reason, occasionally causing some minor problems, but Cellululu gradually got used to it. Feitan, a classmate, was famous in a school with many dwarves, few humans, many men, and few women. The blacksmithing department gradually became her best and only friend, because both of them were completely excluded by the dwarves. Even the minority human classmates, with the attitude of doing more than doing less, kept a distance from them.
Cellululu was angry and helpless about this. She didn't care about the alienation. She just felt sorry for Feitan. She couldn't absolve herself of the blame for what happened now.
Because of the deep impression she had when they first met, Cellululu always had a kind of pity for this young man in the beginning, like helping the poor and the weak. It was like meeting a little brother who was being bullied and needed protection, and she stood up for him in everything. Like her sister, once she sees the dwarves making things difficult for Feitan, she will immediately stand up to defend him and fight for his interests.
Cellululu actually doesn't want to always quarrel and target like this. After all, it won't solve the problem. If you can't afford to offend her, just hide. But Feitan has a weak character and will only obey when things happen. The dwarves don't know how to treat each other well. Cellululu became anxious, her words became more serious every time, and the conflict between the two parties became more and more intense every time.
The dwarves all have quick tempers, and Cellululu also has a temperament that would rather break than bend when she believes in something. In this way, for Feitan, Cellululu and the dwarves are completely at odds with each other. It turns out that only a few dwarves can't stand it. The useless Feitan and the ridicule of having nothing to do. Because of Celluloid's intervention, the conflict escalated.
The dwarves don't like foreigners interfering in their internal affairs. In their view, Feitan, a hybrid who doesn't want to make progress, actually seeks help from humans. This is simply a kind of betrayal, and Cellululu's behavior is even more... This kind of gross interference, and the dance incident made it worse, gradually spread among the dwarves. Now, more and more dwarves are targeting them.
However, Cellululu is a woman and Feitan is also thin. No matter how dissatisfied the dwarves are, they still have this arrogance. They are determined not to beat them up, so they can only make more trouble, a vicious cycle. Things got worse and worse.
Cellululu was worried about this situation and didn't know how to improve it. She gradually regretted that she shouldn't have acted on impulse before and only cared about verbal advantages, which made the dwarves even more angry with Feitan. She also had classes in other departments. In this The blacksmithing department didn't take long, and even if she was isolated, it wouldn't affect her life. But for Feitan, this was the main place where he spent his college life. When she was there, the two of them could still... How difficult it must be for Feitan to keep her company when she is not around.
Thinking that even if it couldn't be repaired, she wouldn't be as tense as she was now. Cellululu suppressed her anger and maintained a passive confrontation strategy of not saying a word and just pulling people away when she made trouble again and again.
This tense atmosphere of mutual hostility was gradually transferred and diluted until the physical fitness class of the blacksmithing department gradually approached, because the teaching goals of their physical fitness class this time were archery skills and evasion strategies, and the martial arts branch was responsible for this mutual aid The department they learn from each other happens to be the archery department, which is the long-standing enemy of the dwarves - the elves have an overwhelming proportion.
The conflict between dwarves and goblins has been going on for a long time, and the specific origin is unknown. To sum up, the goblins think that dwarves are vulgar and low-level, and the crafts they make have no aesthetic value. They have the nerve to be proud of this, and they should be removed from their jobs. They were completely expelled from the mainland, and the dwarves hated the fairies for being arrogant and looking down on people. They were even more dissatisfied that they were favored by gods and had excellent magical talents, but they did not make good use of them in perfecting handicrafts.
Since the race war in the mythical age, the two races have been fighting to the death. Now, although the conflict has moved from the stage to the bottom of the stage, there is no longer a situation where they will fight to the death. However, they are jealous when they meet. Disagreements and immediate fights still happen frequently.
Like cold water pouring on boiling oil, the blacksmithing department was already in a state of turmoil even before the physical class started. The instructors could only repeat the rules, disciplines and student rules over and over again every day. Cellululu and Feitan listened to various reports every day. Old news, things have gotten a lot better.
Finally, the day of class arrived. Early in the morning, the instructors gathered all the students in the blacksmithing department. Cellululu was mixed in the crowd and looked at the dwarves around. Each of them was carrying a hammer behind his back, with a serious face, as if he was As if rushing to the battlefield, he marched towards the teaching site of the archery department with majestic steps.
The Archery Department and the Blacksmithing Department gathered in front of a training forest on the outskirts of the academy's forbidden forest, near the Martial Arts Branch. The two parties lined up facing each other in complete silence, competing with each other only with their eyes. It seemed like they could smell the celluloid. There was the smell of gunpowder in the air, and I could see the sparks flashing between the two sides.
"This posture doesn't look like they are going to class, but rather like they are preparing for a group fight."
Celluloid muttered quietly. When the two sides met, the dwarves had all rushed to the front, and only a few dozen human students were left behind. The bow and arrow department on the opposite side seemed to be in the same situation. As far as the eye could see, the people standing in front were all elves. The humans shrank back.
"It doesn't matter, there won't really be a fight." Feitan sounded panicked, huddled next to Cellululu with a worried look on his face.
"Probably not." Cellululu hesitated slightly, looked at Feitan, and comforted her: "It will be fine if we find a human to teach us."
"Yes." Feitan nodded wildly.
"Ahem~" With a bitter look on his face, a human instructor walked out from the archery department, stood between the two camps, and began to explain the teaching arrangements as if he was constipated. Every time I encounter this kind of class, the most painful thing is It is they, human mentors, who can only work tirelessly to take on the responsibilities of lubricants, buffers and even fire-fighting brigades.
Since the number of students from the archery department and the blacksmithing department is roughly equal, one archery department student can lead no more than two blacksmithing department students. First, they will teach how to use bows and arrows, demonstrate common bow and arrow techniques, and then chase them in the forest to avoid actual combat. In order to prevent racial conflicts, Someone has done something wrong. The arrows used during actual combat dodging did not have arrowheads, and were even wrapped in a layer of soft cloth at the front. Cellululu heard that there was once a goblin who only killed dwarves with arrows without arrowheads just by relying on their strength. , in order to prevent similar situations from happening again, the college added another layer of buffering devices.
After the explanation, the students dispersed in twos and threes. The dwarves and elves seemed to be very peaceful. They were divided into groups at an extremely fast speed and moved to the shooting range one after another. Cellululu, who thought they would have to put in a lot of trouble, She was surprised, but looking at the human classmates around her, they were already searching for targets. Cellululu didn't have time to linger any longer, so she took Feitan and started looking for people.
She quickly looked at them. They were selecting people, and those in the archery department were also selecting people. They helped each other in the physical fitness class. Students from both sides had to calculate their scores. If one party was too bad, it would affect the performance of the other party. The archery department hoped to find someone with quick hands and feet. It is easy to teach, and those in the blacksmithing department also hope to find someone who is patient and meticulous. Cellululu really has no confidence in her own physical ability, so she can only hope to find someone strong, so that even if she performs poorly, she will not affect the opponent too much. results.
The goblin is passed directly. Among the remaining humans, she tends to find a woman. She and Feitan are both thin and small, and they should not be very powerful. Female archers are weak and will focus more on skills, and Women are always more gentle and patient than men.
Cellululu spotted a target and was about to talk. A male compatriot went over to him. After flattering her, the other man pulled the classmate away with a smile. Cellululu was stunned and had to look for it again. Another target was discovered. A male classmate appeared next to the other person at a rocket speed. After chatting with each other, the two of them left in a playful manner. Cellululu couldn't help it. This time, she didn't care. , seeing a female classmate from the archery department, she immediately rushed up to her. A male classmate from their blacksmithing department arrived. Cellululu and the male classmate made an invitation at the same time. After talking to her for a few words, the female classmate , sent her away with an apologetic look.
Cellululu was stunned again. When she realized that there were almost all male and female groups around her, she was silent for a long time before she laughed at herself. "I'm so stupid. People of the same sex always repel each other. Isn't it tiring to work with men and women together?"
Feitan looked at Cellululu with some sympathy. He felt that a man was better, but there was no need to rub salt into her wounds at this time. Looking left and right, Feitan's eyes suddenly lit up and he pulled Cellulu. Lu, motioning for her to look over.
"Lulu, there are many women there, let's find one."
The place Feitan pointed at was blocked by a tree, which was a blind spot, so it was difficult to notice anyone there. Only some clothes and a slender figure could be seen through the cracks in the trees.
"Feitan, you have really sharp eyes." After being surprised, Cellululu said with a smile. Almost all of them had free combinations here. The rest of them seemed to be feeling uncomfortable in various ways. There was no other choice. Cellululu Lu could only hope that there was someone suitable over there.
The two walked a little closer. Cellululu was disappointed when she saw the bows and arrows carried by the girls in the distance. Like other departments, the bow and arrow department would also paint different colors on the top of the bow to distinguish the grade. What she saw in front of her was There are 3 girls, none of whom are in first grade.
"They are all seniors, let's go..." Cellululu was about to leave when she glanced at the people surrounded and suddenly paused. Surprised: "Huh? It's actually him? Is he a bow and arrow guy?"
The delicate but expressionless handsome face like a doll, the long black and flowing hair, and the tall and straight figure all indicate that this person is an ice student who met once at the Magic Branch Orientation Party. Because the way this person appeared was so sudden, and because she had a sense of familiarity with him, Cellululu's memory was still fresh.
Feitan didn't feel anything about the person in the middle, but compared to the other three women, she seemed to have a vague sense of familiarity.
As soon as the two of them paused, the conversation over there floated over.
"Junior Illumi, it's so hard to find you every time, and you're so good at hiding." One of the girls with her back to them said coquettishly.
"Junior Illumi, the angle of my curved arrows is always wrong. You are so good, can you give me some guidance?" The other one leaned sideways and clasped his hands together, as if he was pleading with his students.
The last girl was not to be outdone: "Junior Illumi, please help me check the tension of this bow string. I always feel that this bow has been out of hand in the past few days. Can you accompany me to choose a new bow string?"
"Hey, I was here first, don't jump in line." The girl who spoke at the front immediately yelled at the two girls with anger on her face, then turned around with a bright smile:
"Senior Illumi, our family has a book of light arrows, which is the ancestor of our night elf family. The peerless archery skills passed down by the night elves. I have always felt that you, junior Illumi, are also descendants of the night elves. If you are willing , I can take it out and let’s study it together.”
"Well, Senior Sister Raisa, I'll wait for you to bring the arrow manual tomorrow." Illumi nodded honestly.
"Then it's settled." Raisa ran away with a smile on her face.
Before the remaining two girls could express their opinions, Illumi turned to look at the second girl who spoke.
"Senior Miffy, the bow strings in Green's store are of good quality."
"Then..." Miffy was delighted, but Illumi paused immediately, and her words gradually became tainted with a hint of distress:
"I also took a fancy to a bow in their shop, but it's a pity..., alas, out of sight is out of mind, senior sister, I can't accompany you."
Miffy said quickly. "Junior Illumi, I bought you the bow as a thank you gift for accompanying me to buy bow strings."
"How can this be so embarrassing?" Illumi said how embarrassed he was, but there was no hint of embarrassment in his tone.
Miffy, however, was deeply afraid that Illumi would refuse and said forcefully:
"Junior Illumi, you're welcome. If you don't accept it, you're going to have sex with me. We'll see you at the shopping street on Saturday."
"Ah, goodbye, senior sister." Illumi raised his hand, and Miffy left with satisfaction.
"Senior Illumi..." Only the last girl was left. Seeing that the first two had achieved their goals, her tone was full of hope.
However, Illumi refused bluntly: "Sorry, Senior Emma, I'm very busy recently. The instructor will be happy to help you solve your problem."
"Ah? But, but, you agreed to them." Emma couldn't hide her disappointment and lost her voice.
"Senior, I'm leaving." Illumi, however, didn't even look at Emma. He walked around her and seemed to be ready to leave. Emma was anxiously circling around, and suddenly she felt blessed and shouted at Illumi's back. road:
"Junior Illumi, my father has recently sent a lot of high-end goods. I am a girl. I can't eat and use up all those things. If you don't mind, junior, please take some back."
Illumi immediately turned around, his tone firm and cheerful. "Senior Emma, thank you very much. I will visit your home tomorrow night. By the way, I can practice arc arrows."
"Okay." Emma smiled broadly, waved, and left excitedly.
Illumi dismissed the three of them, and after walking a few steps in a relaxed mood, he saw Cellululu with a dislocated chin, a mixture of admiration and embarrassment among the trees. Taking a last look, he saw a look that suddenly turned cold and looked straight at her. Looking at him, there was sarcasm and disdain in the corners of her mouth, and suddenly her face was confused and confused, blinking her pure and innocent eyes, looking timidly at his Feitan.
"Split personality? Mental illness?" Illumi took a step back, glanced left and right at Feitan, pointed at his cheek and thought. The contrast between the expressions was so great that it was really hard to digest. Of course, the latter expression was even more disturbing. It just made him sick to his stomach.
While Illumi was looking at Feitan, Feitan felt extremely uncomfortable by Illumi's gaze that obviously contained some kind of meaning. He wanted to lose his temper violently, but there was a softness in his heart. The power of this moment soothed this impulse. Within a few seconds of calming down, the irritable emotions arose again, and then were suppressed again. This intense emotional gap made him feel as if he was in a world of ice and fire, and his face suddenly became bright and dark, cloudy and clear. Changing and changing erratically.
At this time, Illumi looked at Feitan even more strangely, with a feeling of admiration as he watched a precious animal. Cellululu finally got rid of the indescribable feeling of powerlessness at this time, and broke through There's something subtle about this.
"Hello, we meet again."
Because she wasn't sure whether he remembered her, Celluloid's tone contained a hint of uncertainty.
This greeting finally interrupted Illumi's upsurge of joy and gloating as if he had watched a wonderful show. He remembered Cellululu. After the orientation party, Illumi would often visit him whenever he had free time. He suddenly thought of her. He actually couldn't remember her face clearly. After all, it was dark and windy at the time, and he only glanced at her for a few times. He only knew that she was definitely not a stunning beauty, but deep down, she seemed to have something to worry about. , care very much.
Illumi decided to take a good look at the girl in front of him this time. The girl's posture was upright and her manners were elegant. Her facial features seemed ordinary at first sight, but upon closer inspection, she became more and more pleasing to the eye. She was as graceful and graceful as a glass of clear water, seemingly pure and innocent. It was clear, refreshing and refreshing after drinking it. Even though the expression on his face was slightly uneasy, it did not damage the tranquility and indifferent temperament in his bones. Instead, there was a kind of brightness that could be both angry and happy flowing between his eyebrows.
In fact, she was still very beautiful. Illumi's heart skipped a beat, and his mood suddenly felt like the ebb and flow of the ocean, rising and falling.
Illumi was wandering in his mind. Cellululu couldn't wait for a long time to answer, and was made uncomfortable by the focused but dull eyes. Her smile gradually became unbearable, and she quickly said politely to Illumi. "Sorry to disturb you." She motioned Feitan to leave. "Let's go, Feitan."
Seeing the girl turn around, Illumi came out of his thoughts. His eyes quickly passed over Feitan's hammer stuck behind his back and the gloves with some traces of black charcoal on both of their hands. He stopped. them.
"Are you students from the blacksmithing department? Are you here to take the archery internship class?"
When asked, Cellululu had to turn around and replied. "Yeah."
Illumi continued to ask simply: "Have you found an archery instructor?"
"Not yet." Cellululu replied with a troubled face.
"That's good, I'll be your archery instructor." Illumi made a decision with a clap of his hands.
"You..." Cellululu was stunned for a moment, but not long after, she said happily.
"Really? Thank you."
Putting aside Illumi's speechless advantage just now, he must be pretty good at archery if he was asked by three seniors like this.
"Well, I'm Illumi Beat the enemy guest." Illumi nodded.
"My name is Lulu Lantis, and I beat up the enemy classmate." Cellululu said happily, turning to look at Feitan, hoping that he would also introduce himself, but she saw that his face was a little strange, as if he was unhappy, but at the same time he seemed She was not unhappy. She was a little confused and couldn't help but pull Feitan:
"What's wrong with you, Feitan?"
Feitan's face became clear after being pulled for a moment. He smiled shyly and shook his head at Cellululu, and then said to Illumi: "It's okay, I'm Feitan. Please give me some advice and beat up my enemy classmates."
"Just Illumi, there's no need to beat up enemy classmates." Although Illumi seemed to be answering Feitan, his eyes were looking at Cellululu.
The author has something to say: Oops, I won’t make any excuses anymore. I won’t talk too much in the future. It’s really a big problem for me to update this issue.
It seems that the content of the archery practice class can only be divided into upper and lower classes~
Cellululu’s name was typed incorrectly, please change it~
