i used to be a devil

Rosemere has been busy...or should I say very busy these days.

For some ordinary people, his busyness may not be able to understand what he is doing, but it is a fact that cannot be changed.After all, the entire city of Cassitia is under the protection and management of the church. In the work of fighting the beast tide this time, what they want to ensure is to absolutely repel the opponent to protect the safety of the royal family.

——If something goes wrong with the royal family or the city of Cassitia during this process, and the city is attacked and damaged, then everyone in the church will basically lose the face of messing around.

Today, the ordinary city was breached this time, so the next time it is likely to be the royal family.

A royal family that cannot be guaranteed safety... Thinking about it from another angle, isn't that the god-given right of the king, which now means that your qualifications as a king are no longer blessed by the gods?

Of course, the first god is already dead.

It's just that most people haven't thought about it, and according to the scriptures, the first god is not completely dead.

Didn't hear, what is that Protestant preaching?

——The betrayer Yirang is still in this world, so the number one god naturally hasn't left.

Patriarch Doyat followed behind the guide of the church, walked slowly between the exquisite buildings, bypassed the flower stands covered with vines, and finally stopped in the side hall of the church.

The things placed in this house look different from other places in the church. In the room, Rosemere is surrounded by a group of people who can recognize most of the people in front of Patriarch Doart, far apart, not very Be clear about the things they are talking about with each other.

Just standing here, looking at the calm and indifferent expression on the face of his blood brother from afar, Patriarch Doyat also felt a little calmer.

Sometimes, he thinks about the old days—that's what everyone goes back to doing.Think about the past, not for anything, but suddenly, thinking and memory are out of control, because of what you see, relative associations begin to appear.

He would think of Rosemere, who was trying to break away from the Patriarch, that he had not heard from him for many years, that when he suddenly reappeared, somehow he became the only messenger of the gods who would respond to the present world, and...

Things seem to be overthinking here.

The guide who brought Patriarch Doyat took a step forward, which easily attracted the attention of Rosemir, who was in the middle of the conversation.

Patriarch Doyat stood somewhat restrained, did not move forward, but stood almost two steps behind the guide with some anxiety.Seeing that Rosemir over there noticed them, he said a few words to the people here, and after the people over there dispersed on their own, he walked over slowly.

The passer-by bowed to the other party, and then retreated.

Leaving Patriarch Doyat alone, facing Rosemere, someone who knew why felt a little embarrassed and at a loss.

"Alford." Rosemir stopped at a seat not more than two meters in front of Patriarch Doart and called out his name.It made Alfred Doyat, the head of the Doyat family who didn't know why he was a little nervous, startled.

"You may disturb me, Your Excellency."

After struggling with his emotions again and again, finally Alfred Doyat said so, he even bowed slightly to Rosemere, and then spoke respectfully, stating his purpose, "It's like this, you know, A few days ago, Borodor came back."

"Ok, I know."

In the final analysis, this matter still started from Rosemere.

Because he discovered that the other party's soul fire was rekindled, he drew an inference: he might not be dead.

No, it is not accurate to say that there may not be death. To be precise, it should be resurrection.

And still use the original body.

According to the seriousness of this matter, Rosemere should have gone back to see what was going on after the first day that his nephew, who was called "Borodor", returned to Doyat's house, but recently The things that happened to him were accidentally piled up together, which made him unable to get away.

It should be said that it was supposed to be something he took the initiative to deal with, but for some irresistible reason, it has now been passively taken over by him.

"Sorry, Alfoy, you will come to me in the end for this matter." Rosemir, who felt like he had broken his promise, didn't say a word after coming up, and then blamed himself for the problem.

The behavior of taking the blame so actively made Alford wave his hands, "What is the Bishop talking about, this matter—"

Originally, he wanted to say that this matter was nothing more than his own private matter, but looking at his brother in front of him, he couldn't say it in the end.

The excessive politeness caused a sudden silence between the two brothers.

Alford paused, he coughed slightly, and changed the subject, "That's right, we hope that Borodor can go to study at Imperial College."

"Emperor Capital Academy?" Rosemil hadn't thought about this proposal. Among the many options in his mind about this nephew, to be honest, there was no such thing.

It can even be said that many choices are made on the premise of keeping the other party in custody.

Alfred also knew the problem with his request. After taking a deep breath, he stated seriously to his brother Rosemere with an expression almost as if he was reporting to the upper-level king: "Yes, this is something that has never happened before. The hope of Borodor with a normal and healthy body, but now he has no memory, but I hope to help him realize this."

"..."

……

It has been almost two days since the last time the other party expressed to himself that he had to arrange some things.

Yi Rang didn't pay much attention to the "arrangement" the other party said before, because it was originally a matter of casually agreeing to the speaker's overly begging expression.

However, within a few days, he discovered that the other party was serious about this matter.

"This is the letter of introduction for admission." The man who should be the father of his body stood beside Yi Rang.The room is very quiet, but the large number of items placed there are not as quiet as they seem.

Mrs. Doyat was completely responsive to Yi Ran's role.

The materials, equipment, and other things that Yirang needed were all provided for him.

In addition, another house was sorted out for Yi Rang as an alchemy room for private use—of course, the other party didn't know that Yi Rang knew how to do alchemy.It's just that as a mother, she is unconditionally satisfied with the lost and recovered child.

After all, as far as she was concerned, Yi Rang was just a cute little girl who didn't remember anything, but after reading some books recently, she became interested in something as profound as alchemy.

How could real alchemy be achieved by just reading two books?

If you have no orthodox study and cannot guide the changes of magic power and magic elements in the process of driving the alchemy array, those so-called alchemy techniques are actually no different from using expensive magic materials to boil pots of water indiscriminately.

This is Mrs. Doyat's perception of what Yirang is doing now.

And Yirang was so happy.

The alchemy pocket that can be made easily solves the problem of all normal output products.

When Alfred came in, Yi Ran was thinking about what should be in the underground castle of a demon king.

Precious potions, precious magic plants, and what else...should they be the guardians that make their journey more difficult?

"I thought about it. After entering the academy, you should just study magic. Warriors and the like, after all, have higher requirements on the body, and your body was not very good before."

"it is good."

Yirang was sitting at the table, holding a notebook in his hand and writing something. For what Alford said, every time after he finished speaking, he deliberately put on the words "I was listening carefully just now". Coaxing the child's expression, even with a short answer, he looks very serious.

It's just that it looks so fake.

It's as overly serious as if you were talking to a baby, but it seems perfunctory.

Alfred felt that this was probably just his own illusion.

After coughing, he continued to talk about the things to be explained, "Because I didn't enroll in the school according to the process, so there may be some troubles in the follow-up."

"It's ok."

"Also, there may be a wave of beasts in a while. If—I mean, if you really encounter this kind of thing, you should come home immediately, understand?"

Although Yirang in front of him showed an overly perfunctory look, Alford couldn't help explaining everything carefully.And the last point he said aroused the interest of the double-minded Yi Rang, "What will you do?"

He naturally leaned against the table next to him, put one hand on his mouth, pointed his fingertips at the corner of his mouth, and finally looked up and down the person in front of him squarely, "You are a mage, aren't you?"

The other party's attitude clearly should have given Alfred the idea of ​​correcting him, but for some reason, every time he had this idea, he always became discouraged the moment he just looked at each other.

Alfred thought about it, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing, but he didn't say anything superfluous, instead he answered Yirang's question: "Yes, most of the Doate family are from the legal system. Those who practice."

"Then, if you resist the beast tide, you also have to step forward?"

"Yes."

"Are you afraid of dying in it?"

"???"

In just two or three sentences, Alford felt that the thoughts he had just suppressed with difficulty suddenly appeared again.

Rationality is desperately talking to him, calm down, you can't escape from the same one, get half your life back, don't remember anything, the child cares about it, but emotion is screaming frantically: Today I won't let this little bastard After a beating, he doesn't know why the flowers are so red!

Yi Rang looked at Alford in front of him without saying a word, and casually chose an affirmative answer to the question he just asked.

He tilted his head, picked up the "letter of introduction" among the piles of things that Alford had just prepared, and asked him as if changing the subject: "Tomorrow?"

——It’s okay, I knew I made a mistake and changed the subject, but I didn’t admit my mistake, so I still have to change it in the future.

Alford made his own evaluation in his heart, and nodded, "Well, I have already contacted the academy, and I will have someone accompany you tomorrow."

"Thank you."

"..." Yi Ran's polite words struck Alfred in the softest part of his heart instantly.He seemed to see that day, the child in front of him was clearly in front of him, smiling at him and saying thank you.For a moment, I felt unspeakably uncomfortable. "You, don't tell me this, I..."

Yi Rang saw his expression on the verge of crying, and interrupted: "As a gift in return, let me give you something."

Because when he said this, there was still a bit of a coaxing tone and a smile, Yi Rang faced the human being in front of him with the attitude he used to treat his little girl, and only hoped that he would not really cry like that.

He remembered that it was the most effective sentence to say that he would give her a gift at this time.

"What." Alfred touched his face to force himself to calm down.

Looking at him, Yi Rang smiled calmly, took out a small round egg-like object from his alchemy pocket, and handed it to him, then smiled and said, "Amulet."

……

It is said to be a talisman, but it looks like the other party does not know how to wear it.

Yi Rang didn't pay much attention to this design problem, but said, "Just carry it with you, and it doesn't take up space."

After that, the matter was revealed like this.

The next day, Yi declined Mrs. Doyat's invitation to accompany her, so she took the family coachman to the location of the Imperial College by herself.

The purpose of entering is a group of buildings that are much more spectacular than what I saw in Boltton Town before. Whether it is the area, the style of the building, or anything else, it is all much better.

Yi Rang stood where he was and didn't rush in. Instead, he looked at the line of sight that could be seen at the door for a while, and then saw a person walking out of the academy.

It's a male, wearing a robe of expression, looks thin, and doesn't look like anything special, it seems to be thrown in the crowd and no one will pay much attention to it.

He stopped in front of Yi Rang with a look of impatience, or disgust.

After looking Yirang up and down, the man in front of him said, "My name is Mond Hussy."

"Hello."

Because the clothes she wore this time did not have the same name as her, and Yi Rang, who had already decided to role-play, hadn't been able to directly put another name that had nothing to do with her on her head when introducing the problem.

And his brief greeting did not leave Mond Hussey with any doubts, but felt that the other party was an obvious aristocratic self-righteousness.

The kind that doesn't even bother to say.

The disgusted expression on his face didn't change much, he just turned around and said routinely: "Then, come with me, I'm your mentor here."

There were excessive pleasantries between the two of them, and the simple conversation made people feel a little awkward.

But for the two of them, there was an inexplicable agreement that should be like this.

Yi Rang didn't have so many emotions directed at the people he had met.

To describe it specifically, it is probably that human beings rarely spend too much emotion on a piece of wood or a stone on the side of the road.

Regarding Mond's words, Yi Rang just nodded to show that he understood, and then followed him into the Imperial Capital Academy under the signal of his expression.

He had already seen part of Yi Rang just now, and he had no interest in continuing to watch along the way. He just followed this person a little bored, and was there anything interesting to come here?

About, can you continue to appreciate how they teach low-level spellcasting laws?

As a teacher before, Yi Rang felt that he hadn't learned this well, but this time as a learner, after thinking about it, did he find it interesting?

Thinking about something, Mond brought Yirang to a tower-like building and stopped.

Beside them were students who passed by in twos and threes. They looked at the duo standing here strangely, but held back their curiosity, and just greeted Mond. do nothing.

"Your salute will be delivered later by the Doart family."

"Ah."

"It's almost time for class. You should follow the progress of class three first, and make adjustments if you can't keep up. As for the evaluation of magic power, we will talk about it at night."

"it is good."

"..."

Mond, who originally thought he would see a picture of the young master losing his temper, was a little surprised. The attitude of the noble young master in front of him, no matter what, made him look a little differently in his heart.

He clicked his tongue a little miraculously, but it only attracted a calm look from the other party.

"That's all, then. You go in."

"Ok."

The answer is still just a simple affirmative sentence. There is no expression of emotion in the sentence, and there are not too many expressions on the face. It is impossible to see what emotion is present.

From the beginning to the end, the speech feedback given by the other party was pitifully short.

It looks like he doesn't care about anything, and after facing it calmly for a long time, it still makes people feel inexplicably scary, which is very strange.

Mond felt that he should re-evaluate the kid in front of him?

Of course, this idea just popped up a little bit.

Before Mond left, he couldn't help but look at this guy one more time, and felt even more in his heart——if he wasn't pretending, then the young master of the Doyat family must be a fool.

You are a fool, but you still want to stuff it into the Imperial Capital Academy...

Really, I have nothing to do.

"..."

Compared with Mond's disgust, Yirang's attitude towards this guy is similar.He talked less and less interesting along the way, and he couldn't even say a few more words, so he couldn't like it.

Not as good as a donkey he raised in the past.

After this kind of thought quickly passed through his mind, it quickly disappeared.Yi Rang reached out and touched the "letter of introduction" he had put in his alchemy pocket, and felt that he hadn't used it until now, so was it useless?

——It’s just that it’s okay to throw it away, right?

After thinking about it for a while, I haven't been able to come to a conclusion yet.Yi Rang looked up at the tower in front of him, put the letter of introduction back, and walked in with the scattered students around.

Forget it, let's just play around and see if there is anything interesting.

……