Dennis didn't say anything more. As one of the only remaining descendants of the Zarathul family in Rum Continent, he was entrusted to Sigmund Ray by his father since he was a child. He has been living at Honavitch University. What he heard and saw was everything. Hornavich only.
Meili stood there and stared for a few seconds, then suddenly shook her head:
"I'm going to register the number of students who have touched the extraordinary. Do you want to come with me?"
She stretched out her palms and made an open gesture.
"No, I need to pick out a handsome junior...oh no, it's Little Cabbage." Catalina blinked her left eye and lifted her skirt, revealing her slender legs wrapped in black stockings. The freshman walked over with the list in hand.
Looking at Catalina's fertile pace, Meili pursed her lips and whispered to Dennis in a low voice:
"She is getting more and more exaggerated...Are all the women in Zhanbaiting so open-minded?"
Among the many flashes of fanatical eyes, Catalina kept a smile on her lips until the end, and her eyes suddenly stopped at the door.
Tap!
Rudar's boots made a crunching sound on the stone floor, and a lady in a gothic, intricate black dress walked out of the shadows behind the door.
"Avril Soderos? Why are you here? Are you here to watch this session of the Freshman Touch Extraordinary Conference..."
"I'm not interested in that."
Avril said coldly, she looked around Catalina, looked around the crowd, and then focused on a thin and melancholy figure.
"Look, this lady is so beautiful."
"Oh, I swear, I've never seen such a beautiful lady?"
"Miss, you have seen the world, have you seen the high-level crimson holy emblem she wears? Only bishop-level people can have it."
"Hey, she's coming towards us..."
"Get out of the way, get out of the way...ahem, hello, dear beautiful lady, please allow me to introduce myself."
A young man with yellow hair, fat and freckles, pushed through the crowd arrogantly and unreasonably. His eyes looked at the lady wearing a monocle, especially at the pair of pure black Rudar boots. When he was on his knees, he touched his chest with his left hand and held it up with his right hand, bent down and saluted:
"My name is Henry Henry, the second son of King Henry III of the Kingdom of Ghent..."
Avril, who had a single-sided glasses on her nose, passed directly over Ollie Henry who was standing aside. Without even looking at him, she walked straight towards Weinerson, with a faint smile on her lips.
"She smiled and she came this way!"
She smiled and walked over there!
Lilith and Katarina reacted at the same time, but one of them was thinking and the other was mumbling.
Avril Lavigne, known as the iceberg beauty of Honavitch University, can actually smile today?
Catalina lowered her head and quickly flipped through the list of new students. In the upper left corner of the second page, she saw several people in the photos.
Carl Holiday, Lilith Moore, Venus van der Rohe, Ron, these are the people. Her eyes always stayed on...Venerson, she was facing Vinerson. · Van der Rohe went.
Catalina followed him with her eyes. He was a young man with brown hair, amber eyes, and a somewhat melancholy temperament. He looked a bit like a mixed race, a mix of Ghent and Zombatine people.
The name Carl Holiday sounds so familiar. Have I heard it somewhere?
Catalina's eyes flashed slightly, and she suddenly remembered that when she was at the church headquarters before, she had seen Archbishop John Ruskin with a little boy whose name seemed to be Carl Holiday.
There is also Lilith Moore. If my memory is correct, the Moore surname is an exclusive surname in the Kingdom of Ghent and belongs to the Prince of Ghent who holds the title of "War Butcher".
As for the little fat guy, Ron, I haven't heard of him, he should be an ordinary person.
"No way, is she really coming towards me?" Weinerson looked at the young lady walking towards him in front of him, held his breath, tensed his body, and slowed down for seven or eight seconds.
Originally I just wanted to go through school procedures quickly, but I didn't expect to be seen by this young lady. She had been chasing the little girl before, and now she came back so quickly without a trace of dust on her body. Could it be that she had already solved it?
"Do you know her?" Ron looked at Weinerson.
"So we know each other."
Weinerson said with a slight embarrassment that he couldn't tell him that he met him during a conflict with a group of people from a secret organization on the Extraordinary Train.
At this time, Avril had already walked in front of her, her eyes wandered on Weinerson, and the corners of her mouth continued to rise.
"Who is that bastard?" Ollie Henry looked at the lady he liked standing next to a country bumpkin, and his eyes instantly burst into flames.
"Weinersen van der Rohe, Professor Wright is looking for you!"
Looking at the figure so close, Weinerson's heart trembled suddenly and he was stunned for a long time. He felt like he was being dragged out to the office by his teacher in high school when he was still Chen Xiuyuan in his previous life.
He had guessed that he was being watched inexplicably, but he never expected that the professor named Sigmund Freud Wright would let him pass. Is this unexpected but reasonable?
He looked around anxiously, only to find that everyone was looking at him silently in surprise, without speaking.
Only Lilith comforted her in a low voice: "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing. When I attended the banquet before, I heard that if some professors at Hornavich University like a certain freshman, they will single it out before the freshman ceremony begins. Maybe you have been spotted by Professor Wright."
Directly attracted by the professor? I always feel it's not that simple...
He sighed, stretched out his right hand in a slightly helpless manner, and made a "please" gesture unique to a Gent gentleman toward Avril.
Weinerson followed her down the hall on the first floor, passed through the door made of huge stones, and turned into a cobblestone path. After about three minutes, a three-story building with some age appeared in front of him.
Avril stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The slow and rhythmic knocking sound echoed, but there was no response in the three-story building.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Avril repeated it again, still with the same result, and it seemed that slight snoring could be heard faintly inside the door.
"Why......"
She sighed, a touch of helplessness appearing on her delicate cheeks, then took off her monocle and carefully put it into the velvet glasses case.
"boom!"
A kick in an instant, so fast that Weinerson couldn't see clearly!
Knocking turned to kicking, and the gap in the wooden door widened. Looking in, he saw a set of classical sofas, leather armchairs and mahogany coffee tables displayed in the room, as well as a red-haired girl lying on the table directly opposite, her head lowered and snoring.
He actually kicked him? Although but... it's a bit too exaggerated, right?
You are a lady, a slim lady, you should be elegant. Fortunately, no one was around for that kick just now, otherwise... uh, okay, I almost forgot that you are a priest with extraordinary power. No elegance is required either.
Weinerson swore as he walked into the room and knocked twice in the ear of the girl who was lying on the table.
Boom!
A vibrating sound was heard. The red-haired girl sat up straight, picked up the "Formulas of Equations" spread out in front of her with both hands, covered her face with a few freckles and said:
"Teacher, I am not lazy, I have been working hard to read the mathematical formulas."
See mathematical formulas? God damn mathematical formula, I have heard your snoring from outside the door.
"Ahem, hello madam." Weinerson coughed twice.
The red-haired girl rubbed her eyes, raised her head and looked at the two figures standing in front of the table, only to realize that they were not her teachers.
"Hello, I am Vanessen van der Rohe. I am here at the invitation of Professor Wright." Vanessa took off his black top hat, placed it on his chest, and bowed slightly.
The red-haired girl looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a pure white Ghent-style dress, with a few freckles on her face, which makes her look more youthful and beautiful.
"Avril...you, who is he?" The girl stood up in a hurry and looked at Avril Soderos, who was standing aside and frowning.
I have to say... I can fall asleep while reading mathematics. Miss, your academic performance is worrying... Weinerson smiled slightly and waited in place.
At this moment, Sigmund Floyd Wright’s voice came from the stairs:
"Come up, Avril, come with you."
"Good teacher."
The "elegant" lady nodded slightly towards the source of the sound, while Wernerson stepped forward warmly, but murmured in his heart.
This time the voice was also transmitted through the air, so why wasn't there that kind of mental pressure?
As he walked up the wooden stairs, he saw a short corridor with only two or three offices on the left and right.
Most of these office doors are locked, but occasionally the heavy clicking sound of mechanical typewriters can be heard inside.
He knocked on the door and entered, seeing Professor Wright wearing dark green wizard robes.
"Good afternoon, Professor Wright, why did you call me here?" Weinerson asked doubtfully.
After stopping to play with the cards of different colors in his hand, Professor Wright raised his head and smiled:
"I have noticed you since very early on. To be precise, there is indeed something."
He took off his hood, revealing bronze skin, a full forehead, black hair and brown eyes, resolute facial features, and a vague sense of vicissitudes of life in his eyes. In addition to wearing the same monocle, on the left earlobe There is also a dazzling cat's eye gemstone earrings.
After explaining the reason, Professor Wright took a closer look at Weinerson.
"Is there anything rude about me?" Weinerson looked at himself blankly. Apart from the shabby clothes, everything else should be normal...
Wright shook his head slightly and chuckled:
"Don't worry about your appearance. You are dressed very gentlemanly now. This time, I want you to be my student. I want to know your wishes."
"Become your student?"
"That's right!" Wright took off the monocle on his left eye, took out the velvet cloth, wiped it around, and put it in the exclusive small box on the table, and said slowly.
"I will guide you on the true learning methods of the Spiritual Master Path!"
