Blooming Tower of the West Wind

In the end, everyone stopped talking, and everyone voted "pass" or "abstain".

This is the end?Theron came down from the stage in a daze. Hipper might have sensed her ecstasy, reached out to hold her hand, and led her into the hall. Another apprentice on the stage had already taken her place. Location.

"Behave well, be calm, I knew you could." She raised her hand to take off Theron's glasses, put the lenses back on and put them back in the case.

"Uh... what is this for?"

Hipper replied with a smile, "A sharp weapon against the old man." There was a bit of cunning in this smile.

"What did it do to the old man?" asked Theron.

Hipper raised her eyebrows, pulled her out, and said, "It's very simple, I should have told you before, mages have a special affection for classical beauties with black hair and green eyes, and black hair and green eyes wear glasses. Classical scholars have no resistance at all."

What?She couldn't help but glanced at the judging booth inside the door: "But there are still people chasing and beating hard?"

"Those three people are the students of Vice President Calom, do you remember Calom?"

Theron nodded. Vice-principal Calom, who once presided over the meeting to deal with her duel with Maid, is the grandson of the "tycoon" Karvik who burned [-] scrolls and proposed the "intensity constant".Theron's thesis is equivalent to slapping the entire "constant school" in the face, but this is "rationality".

Not based on favors, not based on factions, only speak with existing facts.

Maybe one day she will write a thesis that even Hipper can refute, this does not conflict with her feelings for Hipper, and even the archmage himself might like someone to refute her with reason.

"It's normal for Calom's students to defend his doctrine. Not everyone has the courage to look straight at such a simple blind spot that has been under everyone's noses for so long, and has written a lot of paeans to it. My own stupidity, many people will hate you, because if you are right, many people's term papers and graduation thesis will be..." She opened her hand, and gave a soft "boom--", looking proud and gloat.

Theron couldn't help laughing along with her, happy that her little scheme had succeeded.

It's just that she laughed for too long, and she also felt a little deliberate, so she had to find another topic and said: "In this way, only the actual combat test is left. I will go to Joss Weiss and the others tomorrow, but next year at the earliest—"

The archmage took her arm and said, "Don't worry about it, it's too late to go back now." Hipper was pulling her elbow and walking in the direction of the teleportation hall, when a young female mage stopped them.

"Your Excellency the Archmage?"

"Hello?" Hipper asked in surprise.

"Great, then I don't need to deliver it. You are Theron Sivir, right? Here is your certificate of exemption from the exam, as well as the invitation letter for the degree conferring ceremony. The conferring ceremony will be held at 08:30 tomorrow morning. Please be sure to send it in person." Participate, not by others."

"what?"

The female mage smiled and said: "It contains the designated hotel for your stay today, please go there as soon as possible." Then she handed the things directly to her and showed her the words.

She opened the envelope that said "Confidential Documents", and inside it was a letter of certification, which stated that "all the evidence she submitted about killing the Lich is valid, so she is exempted from the actual combat test", and the following is the list of evidence , all of which are certified by the seal of the supervisory committee.

She glanced at Hipper in disbelief, "I haven't applied?"

"Cough," Hipper coughed deliberately, took the document from her hand, opened the invitation letter, took a look, and said, "I applied for you."

"But I didn't sign it?!"

"You signed it, this is your handwriting, look." She pointed to the signature attached at the back and said, but her eyes deliberately avoided Theron, "I didn't forge it, I wouldn't do such a thing."

"When was that..." She suddenly realized, "It was the day when you said that some documents need to be signed!" But she was puzzled again, and she took a cursory look at those documents, which were obviously the thesis submission application form and the four-color silk thread Exam transcripts or something.

"Yes, I got mixed up in it." The old mage said very confidently, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

"...why didn't you tell me?"

"I think you will refuse. But this is what you deserve. Don't doubt its legitimacy. I didn't ask Diego to work in it, and it is impossible for him to do such a thing. There is such a clause in the guild graduation rules. It's perfectly legal."

Theron was completely silent. She didn't really care whether it was legal or not. What she cared about was that Hipper was so eager to kick her out of the Tower that she didn't hesitate to hide it from her.

Even the steps of the debate are deliberately omitted, obviously to nip the unstable factors in the bud.

However, Hipper seemed to refuse to continue explaining, just pulling her outside.

But she glanced out the window and stopped slowly, "...it's getting dark."

The sky was full of red clouds outside, and Theron was the penultimate contestant to defend this year, and some people left the stage one after another.

"Hmm..." Theron also suddenly began to worry about the darkness, "Why don't we go to the hotel first? Ah... I don't know if they have prepared your room, so it's better to go and make sure. And, are you hungry? Is it? I think there must be a lot of people eating at this time, so I have to find a restaurant farther away."

Hipper followed her silently, and she was not interested in chatting. She just wanted to be "with" Hipper, which was literally, having breakfast with her, and reading the same book together. Work in the library, go for a walk in the city together, go shopping, drink afternoon tea, and go to the library in the city.

It's just... that's all, Hipper still can't wait to let her go.

Does she not like it?Theron thought that Hipper liked such a relaxed relationship as much as she did, but she didn't miss it.

Of course, the guild specially reserved a room for the archmage, and proudly gave it directly to the suite, a large room with a living room and two guest rooms, and it also faced the lake view.

When we arrived here after dinner, the sky was completely dark, the lake was lit with fishing fires in twos and threes, and the cool wind made people relax.But Theron was not in the mood to appreciate it at all, so he stared blankly for a while and asked angrily, "Are you going to choose a piece of land next?"

Hipper replied briskly: "Of course, we can go to the guild tomorrow to look at the catalog."

"What if other people and I both look at the same piece of land?"

"Bidding, the highest bidder wins."

"Does the land of Aimee Cortes also need to be bought with money?"

The archmage bit his lip and nodded, "...Yes, you can't choose land that isn't on the map, it's illegal."

Theron felt unbelievable, Aime Cortes is a barren land, what kind of black-hearted businessman would sell it? "……how much did you spend?"

"A copper coin. Aymecortus is totally expensive on its civil engineering." Yes, the eight towering stone pieces cost ten thousand gold coins each, so that the rest seem to be given away .

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say, "But I don't have any money?"

Hipper suddenly realized, "Did I mislead you? Although the mage tower is not cheap, not every tower is so expensive... In fact, if you save some money in your pocket money, you can already buy one yourself now." .”

But Theron spent it all, most of it was spent teleporting back and forth and buying portals.

"How much...how much? Average?"

"It only costs [-] gold coins to build an ordinary tower, including the bedrooms, studios, storage rooms on the top floor, and the living room on the first floor. At that time, the land price was relatively expensive, which would make the entire tower look very expensive. For example, the land price around Setralo, I don’t know how much it has risen to. I will only find out after seeing it tomorrow. Do you want to build the tower around Setralo? ?” Hipper explained as usual, and even made a hand gesture, the golden glow illuminated the living room even brighter.

"...Not necessarily." Theron said blankly, imagining how his poor and defenseless heart was hurt all over by Hipper's brisk expression and answer.

"Then, there's nothing else to be busy for now, ready to go to bed?"

Theron smiled softly, "I'll stay outside for a while."

Hipper nodded, and a book flew in front of her, covering her entire face.Her performance was the same as usual every day, sitting upright on the sofa and reading a book, with her hands folded on her abdomen, her legs sometimes lay flat, and sometimes they overlapped and turned up.

She was not at all affected by what Theron seemed to be very serious, that is to say, she didn't care whether they were "together". It was freezing cold, and a deep sense of powerlessness came from all directions, and I lacked interest in doing anything.

However, this time she didn't want to show it anymore, as if she would lose if she did so.

I'm not...I can't be a little kid who worries and annoys her.

The way she was nestled in the sofa caught Hipper's attention. The archmage got up and walked to her, squatted down and said to her, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy, or you won't want to move later."

That was a good excuse, and Theron got up and went inside, where he took off his coat and curled up on the bed.

Caught off guard, is this the last few days they will be "together"?

She fell asleep very late, with all kinds of memories about the two people in her mind, so that Hipper forced her in the next day and shook her awake.

Unlike her depression and laziness, the archmage is in good spirits and has tidied up.Wearing a complete set of suits, she looks capable and solemn, and the majesty of the elemental king can be seen at a glance.

The author has something to say: The whole Theron is confused.

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