"Brother, I didn't expect you to be so attentive. When I saw the dean, you even wanted to make snacks for me, and you even said it. You performed well, and I will reward you for making two less snacks!" Ophina said jumping up and down. Today, after being taught by Dean Anderson, she got started with the status skills, and she was very happy.
Rogge wanted to bargain for Ophina to reward her more, but he held back. If he makes her unhappy again and 50 kinds of snacks become 100 kinds, then he really won't be able to make it.
"I'm going to the library to read." Rogge said.
"I'll go too! I want to learn more about spiritual beasts." Ophina was very interested in spiritual beasts.
"Linlin, I want to make up a lesson!" Lunt said, his voice was so loud that the passers-by around him heard it.
Madeleine trembled all over and regretted allowing Lunt to call him that. She slapped her and angrily said, "Keep your voice down, if you do this again I won't teach you!"
Lunt quickly moved closer to Madeleine's ear.
Madeline quickly pushed him away and said, "What are you doing?"
"I'm talking to you in a low voice." Lunt felt aggrieved.
"You... Humph!" Madeline waved her hands and stamped her feet, and ran away.
Lunt scratched his head: "What's wrong with this?"
Rogge patted Lunt on the shoulder and said, "Lunt, don't make up for the extra lessons. Make snacks with me."
Madeleine, who ran away on her own, met Truco on the way back to the dormitory.
When Truco saw that this was the tall girl from Rogge's team, and there was no one else around, he came up to her and said politely: "This beautiful lady, would you be honored to treat you to a cup of tea?"
"Get out!" Madeline didn't even stop and walked away.
Duruko, who had only been scolded by his father for growing up, clenched his fists and his face was ashen.
…
After two days of hard work, Rogge tried his best to finally make 50 kinds of snacks.
Ofina came back from the library that night and complained: "Brother, come to the library with me tomorrow. There are so many people coming to chat with me. It's so annoying. Please help others get rid of them."
Then she saw a table full of all kinds of exquisite snacks, and she was so excited that she clapped her hands and jumped: "Wow!! Brother, you really made so many!"
"Count, there are no shortage of any of the 50 kinds." Rogge held his waist and twisted his shoulders. He was making snacks until his back ached.
"No more, I believe in brother! Huh? Didn't I reward you by making two less kinds?"
"Well, I forgot about it while doing it." In fact, Rogge did it on purpose. He wanted to make Ofina happier.
"Then I'll reward you with a set of massages. I just learned them. I see you look very tired. Get on the sofa!"
Rogge did as he was told, and Ofina rode on Rogge's ass.
"Relax." Ofina's small hands were illuminated by the soft white light of the healing technique, and she massaged repeatedly along Rogge's spine.
"Oh hoo~~" Rogge felt so comfortable that he cried out.
Ofina massaged for a while, then clenched her little fists and beat Rogge's back. Every time Ophina hammered, she hit the acupuncture points and veins on Rogge's back with incomparable precision. The magic power of the healing technique penetrated the body and relieved the fatigue of the muscles.
"Wow~~~" Rogge felt so happy that his soul flew into the sky.
Ofina slapped her back for a while, then pinched Rogge's shoulders with her weak, boneless hands, and kneaded them while performing healing spells.
"Aha~~~~~" Ophina would scream every time she pinched Rogge twice.
Filia returned from sword practice and planned to take a comfortable bath first and then enjoy the dinner cooked by Rogge. As soon as she walked into the hall, she saw Ophina, whose body was mostly covered by the back of the sofa.
Ophina's face was slightly red, her hands stretched forward as if to support her body, and she was rocking up and down with Rogge's ecstatic moans. Philiya was petrified on the spot.
"Brother, are you feeling comfortable?" Ofina asked, panting slightly.
"Shu... comfortable, I... I have never felt so comfortable." Rogge replied while groaning.
"Then do you still want it? I'm a little tired."
"Yes, Nana, just hold on a little longer and I'll be fine soon."
"okay."
After listening to the conversation, Filia's face instantly turned red, and she directly pulled out the Crimson Flame Sword and used the Flame Slash.
"Rogg! You beast! Nana is still so young, but you can do it! Pervert, beast! I'll chop you to death!" Filia yelled and walked around the front of the sofa to chop her.
"Sister Filia, what are you talking about? I'm massaging my brother, and you can hear him moaning in comfort, hee hee."
Filia took a closer look and saw that Rogge and Ofina were fully clothed. Rogge was lying on his stomach, and Ofina was riding on him and rubbing his shoulders. The two of them were not doing anything they loved as she thought.
Rogge broke into a cold sweat looking at the flaming crimson sword tip that was about to poke him in the face: ⊙0⊙
"Fei Fei Fei... Filia, the sword is so hot, take it back quickly."
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Holker College holds a grand banquet for new students every year one week after the semester starts. The main purpose is to promote exchanges among students and also to welcome the new students.
On the day of the banquet, everyone in Rogge’s team received the custom-made dresses. As the banquet time approached, everyone changed their clothes and gathered in the dormitory hall.
Their dresses are simple and elegant in style, not as luxurious and complicated as aristocratic dresses. Wearing the dress, Roger is sunny and handsome, Lunt is tall and energetic, Sonia is petite and pure, and Madeleine is tall and beautiful.
Ophina changed her pure white dreamy look and transformed into a pure white princess dress, which was holy and cute to the extreme.
Everyone looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction. Lunt couldn't wait to put his eyes on Madeline, who was wearing a blue and purple dress.
"Sister Filia said there's no need to wait for her. I'll meet you at the venue later. Let's go!" Ofina said.
The banquet venue is the largest banquet hall in Holker College, large enough to accommodate all freshmen.
Rogge and others arrived earlier, and there were not many people in the venue at this time. Most of them were seniors who were clearing away tables and chairs and setting out some snacks.
Although there were not many people, the appearance of Rogge's team still caused quite a commotion.
Firstly, it's because everyone's outstanding appearance is very attractive, and secondly, Luo Ge's team is already very well-known in the hospital, and even many teachers know them. After all, they live and eat with the rising stars of the Empire, and they are both S-level students. It is difficult not to become famous.
As time went by, there were more and more people, and wine was served on the table. This was the first time for this group of teenagers and girls to drink. Ofina took a small sip and found it tasted pretty good, so she drank heavily.
Rogge saw Ophina drinking heavily and said quickly: "Nana, drink slowly. It is said that you will get drunk if you drink too much wine."
"Oh, this wine tastes very different from the drinks you make, brother. It's not bad. Linlin, Sonia, please try it."
Everyone was drinking wine and eating snacks, paying attention to the direction of the entrance of the venue, waiting for Filia to appear.
Filia hadn't waited yet, but quite a few nobles had arrived. The men are dressed luxuriously and have exaggerated hairstyles. Women wear heavy make-up and gold and silver, which makes them beautiful but soulless.
Rogge felt his eyes were a bit irritated, so he decided to look at Ophina more to soothe his eyes.
As the banquet officially started, the bustling venue suddenly became quiet and then fell silent.
Rogge, who was still looking at Ophina, turned around and realized that it was Filia who was here.
Filia was wearing a pure black dress, dotted with several sparkling rubies. There were no earrings on her crystal earlobes, but she wore a delicate red crystal necklace on her fair neck, which was the only jewelry on her body.
Philiya moved lightly, her smooth black hair scattered behind her swaying with the rhythm of her progress, stirring people's hearts. Her whole appearance has completely changed compared to usual, she is less cold and sharp, more elegant and noble, and she is breathtakingly beautiful.
Compared with her, the surrounding aristocratic girls paled in comparison, and their heavily made-up faces looked like clowns. They themselves were ashamed of themselves and envied Philiya's stunning appearance and noble temperament.
Durco, who looked handsome on the surface, came to Filia again and gave an elegant aristocratic salute, and Filia returned the salute even more elegantly.
"Beautiful Miss Filia, would you be honored to have a dinner party with you?" Truco invited.
Filia ignored him, walked directly to Rogge's table, and sat on the only empty seat.
At this time, Dean Anderson's voice came from the stage in the middle of the venue: "Ahem, dear students, we are all outstanding students recruited by Holk College from all over the country, and we are the future pillars of the empire. I hope that everyone will join us this time. Let’s communicate and get to know each other at the dinner, and we will be able to help each other in the future. Now I announce that the dinner has begun, enjoy the food!”
The seniors who temporarily acted as waiters filed in and placed steaming dishes on every table. The dishes were rich and the ingredients were all high-end and fresh. Although everyone in Rogge's team ate with gusto, they still felt that the dishes cooked by Rogge were not as delicious. For them, every day's meals are delicious beyond banquet level.
The stage in the center of the banquet is used for performances. After the seniors took the lead in performing songs and dances, some freshmen also came on stage to sing and dance from time to time.
The purpose of the dinner party is to communicate, but Filia doesn't like to communicate with others, and Rogge and the others don't like it either. So everyone just ate their own food, watched the singing and dancing on the stage, and watched the students carrying wine glasses and toasting from one table to another.
It was not that no one was looking for them. Several noble men and women who had good relations with the Yanyang family came to talk to Filia, and Filia also talked to them without hesitation. Five other students from the Galin Orphanage also came to greet Rogge and the others, and left after exchanging pleasantries.
Then came Duluco and a group of nobles who were familiar with him. Seeing this, the students became quieter and prepared to watch the excitement.
I saw Duruko walking up to Filia and extending a hand to her: "Dear Miss Filia, I heard that your dancing skills are unparalleled. I am also a very good dancer. Can you please dance with me?" Dance a song?”
Filia didn't even look at Durco, and even ignored his outstretched hand.
The nobleman behind Truco shouted: "Miss Filia, please promise Mr. Truco. He has been practicing for a long time to dance with you."
"Yes, Miss Filia, just agree. Mr. Truco invites you in good faith. All our students are very much looking forward to watching you two dance."
"Yes, Miss Filia, agree."
Among the surrounding students, Durco's follower was the first to shout: "Promise him! Promise him!"
The students who were watching the excitement started shouting, and the students a little further away who were not sure what was going on also shouted along with the rhythm.
"Promise him! Promise him! Promise him!" The shouts in the venue soared into the sky, shaking the eardrums.
Seeing this, Rogge took a sip of the wine in his glass and stood up in full view of everyone.
I saw Rogge also walking up to Filia, standing side by side with Truco and saying, "I'm sorry, Mr. Truco, Miss Filia has an appointment tonight."
Rogge bravely handed out his hand to Filia. This hand was very casual and had no aristocratic etiquette at all. But the smile on Rogge's face was very sincere, as if he was inviting his companions, not a noble lady with a high status.
"Filia, will you dance with me?"
Filia looked at Rogge's sincere smile and beautiful eyes. She also smiled charmingly and put her hand on Rogge's outstretched palm.
The shouting suddenly stopped.
