Zerg wolf ambition

Under Elisa's absolute force suppression and Wolin's deliberate concealment by virtue of his status and power, no matter how heated the military academy was, it was still calm on the surface.

Midinger's life is very comfortable, today he plans to taste desserts and afternoon tea in the living room as usual, spend the afternoon leisurely, and then go to the nobles' banquet in the evening.

The butler pushed over the dining car, placed the freshly baked desserts on the low table in front of the nobleman, and started making tea smoothly.

After drinking a cup of tea, Seya put away the tea set in a timely manner, took out an invitation letter from his arms, and handed it to Midinger with both hands, "Your Excellency, you don't have to worry about making decisions about today's appointment."

Midinger took the gilded red-striped invitation letter, saw the tulip griffin wax seal on the envelope, and said with a joking smile: "Isn't there no need to choose? Everyone has to give the invitation to the Hawkindis family." A thin noodle."

As soon as he thought of having to deal with that old fox of La Push, he pressed his forehead in annoyance, so he lost the mood to continue enjoying the food.

It was rare for the great nobleman to look childish, frowning his beautiful brows lightly, like a cat sulked for not getting a small dried fish.

Seiya was very remorseful, he shouldn't have spoiled the good mood of the Duke by choosing an important invitation letter presumptuously - even if it was his duty.

He hung his head, his hands pressed against the seams of his trousers, as if he had made a huge mistake.Countless excuses were considered in his mind for the nobleman not to attend the appointment, but he rejected them all in the end.

After a moment of silence, Midinger said, "I'm going to wear that red rose dress tonight."

Seya was stunned for a while, and repeated after Mittin looked at him amusedly: "Sea, help me with that red rose dress." Then he came back to his senses, apologized and hurried to the nobleman's room. cloakroom.

Naturally, Midinger didn't know the mischievousness in Mr. Butler's heart, he just showed a slight dislike for La Push.

As the most noble male in the empire, if he really didn't want to do something, no one could force him.

It's just that there is no more reliable reason to shirk, and there is no reason not to attend this dinner.

Aristocrats pay a lot of attention to the dress accessories worn on various occasions, which can even be described as complicated.The red rose dress that Midinger mentioned was a handmade dress that was completed by the best craftsmen in the empire day and night, rushing to work for a month.

Wear a white shirt with a slim vest vest, and a rose-colored tuxedo. The hand-made dress perfectly fits every inch of the nobleman's skin. The white rose lace scarf is more solemn and elegant.

When Seiya helped Mittin get dressed, he had to marvel at the great nobleman as a masterpiece from heaven.The rosy color that ordinary people can't hold on looks noble and elegant under the control of Mittin's cold white skin, romantic yet restrained.

Seiya was sure that all other well-dressed males would be overshadowed by the Duke.

He changed his mind, as long as he was the Duke, even wearing sacks and rags would immediately become a fashion that swept the empire.

"Dududu...dududu..."

At this moment, Midinger's communicator suddenly rang.

For a male like Mittin, very few people have the contact information of his private account.The people who came to him for business all communicated with Midinger indirectly by sending letters or contacting Seiya, and those who could directly contact Midinger were relatives and friends he recognized or nobles with high enough status.

There was still an hour and three minutes before the dinner at Hawkindis's house started, and this was not an important banquet, and the shrewd Duke Rapsey would never have urged it himself.

Seya hurriedly fetched the communicator that Mittin had left on the coffee table, and presented it to the Duke without turning his eyes.

Midinger took it and saw that it was Wallin who was calling.

The great noble really couldn't think of this time, what could Wolin do to find him, but this did not prevent him from connecting to the communication.

"Hi! Mittin, good day." Wolin saw Mittin's luxurious dress, "Are you going to a banquet?"

"Good day, Wolin." Mittin didn't intend to hide it: "I'm planning to attend the Hawkindis family's dinner party, and you should have received the invitation."

Wolin blurted out: "Oh! I've been busy with Eliza recently, so I didn't have time to read those invitations." After speaking, he moved the communicator so that he could see the pile of various invitations in the corner letter.

After doing this, Wallin felt something was wrong after a while.

Although...but...you said in front of Mi Tinger's face that you are punishing the adopted son of the family, how hearty you are!

Wolin explained embarrassingly: "Mitinger, listen to me..."

Mittin sighed without changing his expression: "I probably know a little about your little tricks in the military academy... Anyway, with or without your help, Irisa is destined to go through those trials. The wolf cub is not life-threatening, and it will not affect you. My reputation is whatever you want to toss about."

"So you already knew." Wo Lin covered his face guiltily.

"Well, you're looking for me today because of this, right? If there's nothing else, we'll talk about it next time. I'm going to prepare for the banquet." Midinger made a move to close the communication.

"Wait, wait a minute! Mittin, I have something more important to ask you."

Wolin stammered: "Ahem, that's the one... Irisa seems to be in danger."

Midninger bluntly expressed his distrust.

That look seemed to say: Just by you?

Seeing Mitinger's disbelief, Wolin hurriedly said: "It's true, he's in the emergency room now." After speaking, he sent a photo of Allisa in a coma covered with various instruments.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Midinger tapped on the table, showing no emotion.

The thing is, Erisa did suffer from the hostility of the entire Military Academy since Volin declared war on him that day, but these were vulnerable to sheer force.

Over time, all the females in the Military Academy were beaten up by Allisa, and some were even beaten up several times.

As a result, the single females in the entire military academy fell into a weird stalemate - they couldn't beat Elisa, but at the beginning they swore an oath in front of Wolin, so the females began to fight Challenge Mittin for the daily check-in task.

In any case, it can be regarded as a errand for Wolin.

Under such high-intensity battles every day, Elisa accumulated enough energy to start the second purification without any warning.

The success rate of female evolution will be much higher if there are males to assist it.Generally speaking, the evolutionary success rate of females above A level is very unstable, while Erisa was at S level in her infancy.

Wolin said indignantly: "It was originally estimated that Elisa would become one of the few S+ females in the history of the empire, so the academy specially applied for me as a high-level male male of the spiritual department... and I went through a lot of intense work. I struggled with my thoughts, and decided to abandon my past and help him for the glory of the empire, but that kid turned me down, and it turned out to be what you saw in the picture."

Midinger took over the conversation: "Then he is in a coma now, you go directly to break the defense."

Wolin, who rarely hit a wall: "Even if he is unconscious, his spiritual consciousness will instinctively resist my intrusion. I can't break his spiritual barrier."

Midinger said sternly, "Can't even you force your way in?"

Wolin took a breath: "He will be the only 3S female in the history of the empire."

The author has something to say:

Sudden hard work, no surprises, the daily update is over (it was originally a short story, and it ended in a few chapters)