Dharma god he doesn't want to go to school

After a lot of chaos, all the elves in this area were imprisoned in the enlarged light ball, and the six people in the special class finally had the opportunity to sit down and talk.

Chair?

Hayden can build things with just a few strokes, not to mention that none of them have bad hands and feet, and Ernest is a master of handicrafts.

Although Ansair's life is useless, his handicraft skills (using magic) are good (righteous.jpg).

After finishing the stool and tea table, Ernest took out four ordinary cups and teapots bought outside, and then took out his own special family (couple) teacups, and another teapot that looked more refined at first glance. On the table, put tea and boil water (French professionals, must-haves for home and travel), and then pour a cup for Ansair, look up and see the four Timcha who have already made tea by themselves , get dessert, snacks get dessert snacks.

Ansair held the tea with a guilty conscience, and looked at Ernest and the four classmates opposite him from behind the cup.

He should have refuted it just now!

Ansair sighed.

I don't know what's wrong, my head was blank just now, I couldn't speak, and I missed the best opportunity to refute!

Hey!

But since this is the case.

He took a big gulp - before handing the cup to Ansair, Ernest had managed to lower the temperature, and it tastes just right now - he put the cup on the table, and said as if he was dead:

"Now let me re-introduce myself, my full name is Ansel Schilling Owig."

He showed the best momentum in the royal etiquette class, showing the most elegant arc evaluated by the etiquette classroom, raised his chin slightly, and nodded to the five of them.

Vanessa was holding a melon—a real melon, and I don’t know who bought it in Golden Lion City—chi chi chi chi and ate it: "So you took part of your full name as a pseudonym?"

"The imaginary is the real, and the real is the imaginary." Ansair said calmly.

Vanessa hit the nail on the head: "Actually, you are too lazy to think about it again."

Ansair: "..."

Ansair: "Why do I feel..." You don't seem too surprised?

Gerrard's attitude towards Ansair was much more serious.

After all, his family is an aristocrat of the Ovig Kingdom, so he should be polite to His Highness the Second Prince Ovig in public in the future, so let's practice it in advance.

"What shall we call you in the future?" Gerald was distressed.

In the Central Continent, appellation is a university question!

Being called a surname generally indicates that the relationship between the two is average. Plastic friends or real friends will call each other by first name. As for the middle name, first of all, it is usually only given to nobles, and second, the middle name is really only used by family members and partners.

Didn't look at the six of them, except that Vanessa didn't like her last name and asked them to call her by her first name, did everyone still call each other by their last name?

——Except for Ernest, Ernest has only one first name, no last name, no middle name, and they can't call them anything else.

And even if they became familiar with the special class later, they didn't change their names. One is because there are special cases of Vanessa and Ernest, and the change seems to be aimed at them, and the other is that they are too lazy to change.

I am used to it, and I am too lazy to adapt to other names.

But now that they know Ovig's real name, they can't call him "Xilin" anymore!That's his middle name!call out...

So why did Owig get lazy and use his middle name as his last name?

Gerald wanted to growl.

All of a sudden, he felt that the person in front of him could be the second prince of the Kingdom of Auverg?Even the second prince who has the title of trash can't be so unreliable...

Um……?

The trash second prince?

Ansair said casually, "Just call me Al."

He himself doesn't care about the special meaning of his middle name, but others do.

Al Schilling, if you don't call him Shirin, then call him Al.

"Al." Ernest said suddenly, "Can you leave that title to me?"

Ansair was dizzy for a moment: "Okay."

Gerald: "..."

Kingdom law supports same-sex marriage, but the prince married a same-sex, is there any history?Let him think about it.

"Ansair." After he fainted, Ansair didn't bother to think about anything else, "That's fine."

Gerrard didn't speak, and Samuel had no choice but to step up: "The external explanations must also be unified, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble."

After all, the special class is very popular in Cress, and they suddenly collectively (not including Ernest) changed their name to Ansair, which will definitely arouse discussion.

Ansair: "Let's just say that my nickname is this. When I got older, I felt that the name was too long, so I shortened it. I think this is a dark history. I didn't expect you to know it, so you made fun of me. "

Vanessa and Samuel met and spoke: "It's simple, just say that our relationship has improved and we want to change our name, but Ernest wants to monopolize 'Al', so we can only be called 'Al' by the nickname, Another name or something."

Samuel looked at the shocked Ansair, and then at Vanessa who said "I'm so right", and the balance in his heart unconsciously said: "Using Ansair's words on the surface, privately Vanessa's excuse can be used to spread, and a two-pronged approach will minimize the impact of changing the title."

Ansair looked at Samuel suspiciously, why did he feel that his classmates really thought otherwise?

Samuel remained motionless, and the hand under the table... poked Gerald.

Gerald woke up with a start, recovered his senses, looked around, quickly connected to the brain circuit of his classmates, and changed the subject: "By the way, what about those little elves?"

He pointed out sharply: "Since the crown elf knows you, then..."

"Wait." Ansair interrupted Gerrard, "I wanted to ask just now."

"You don't seem to be surprised at all? Something about my identity?" He asked seriously.

You can let the little spicy chicken with the crown go first, anyway, the elves are all in his hands, and he doesn't worry about them messing around.

but!

Why did his classmates accept him for who he was so quickly?He kept his vest in fear (and didn't) all day long, and it turned out that no one in the group was surprised at all?

What are you doing! ?Is his disguise so bad! ?No!He doesn't believe it! !

This topic, this topic made the table silent for a while.

Samuel couldn't help it first, he coughed: "You know, I have the keenest perception of life."

Ansair nodded involuntarily.

Because of attributes, Samuel, an undead professional who is close to dark attributes, has a special perception of vitality that is opposite to his attributes.

Samuel explained: "In my eyes, the distribution and intensity of life force in each person are different."

After adding a lot of theoretical knowledge, Ansair was suddenly awakened by Samuel.

he:"……"

say!

"Because of past experiences, such as injuries and strenuous work, the vitality of the corresponding parts of the body will be thinner, thicker, or dimmed." Samuel looked at Ansair who had come down. , I couldn't bear to say, "But the distribution of vitality on your body is really too rich and even."

In the seventh special class, Samuel was the first to discover that there was a problem with Ansair's "personality".

A kid from a remote town?

A country boy who hasn't even done heavy work?

A poor boy who estimates what his body needs by eating highly nutritious food for many years?

Ok? ? ?

Which family's descendants of nobles want to experience life?

The soul flew out of Ansair's mouth.

He never expected that his classmate would expose his background completely after meeting him for the first time, but no one said anything about him.

Samuel quickly added: "In fact, it should be that my cultivation direction is rather strange. Generally, undead professionals can't see the specific distribution of vitality. They only think that your vitality is particularly strong. But ordinary young people have very strong vitality. "

Ansair waved his hand weakly at Samuel, indicating that he had received kindness from his classmate.

Hayden had only finished analyzing most of the components of the soil at this time. He put away all kinds of self-made instruments, and looked at Ansair plainly: "You mentioned some knowledge points when communicating with me, but as far as I know, those The knowledge points are only kept in a few rare books that cannot be copied. I also went to check the whereabouts of one of the books, and it is kept in the royal library and cannot be borrowed at will.”

Ansair slumped on the back of the chair.

Gerald looked left at Samuel, then at Hayden, and finally at Ansair: "Nemo, do you remember him?"

Ansair nodded weakly.

I remember the same schoolmate who delivered food to their dormitory many times.

"I just have some doubts, because you are usually too 'noble' in some habits." Gerald said tactfully, "However, once I heard Nemo suggest that you should try more meals from a cafeteria in the school."

He said the name of a canteen, "That canteen completely abandons the aristocratic eating style, and it is full of specialties from all over the world. I guess you had a good life before."

Think about what life Ansair lived in the past, the diet created by the royal chef himself!Not only are the ingredients the freshest and most nutritious, but the taste is also the best!

Let Ansair, who has eaten the meal of the imperial chef, eat the imitation outside?He is definitely not used to eating, and he can pick out a lot of problems.

Ansair was very sad: "It turns out that my disguise is really so bad."

Listening to what Gerald said, not only did he find out that his identity was wrong, Nemo was one step ahead of Gerald, but Nemo didn't say anything, and even helped him cover it up.

At this time, Vanessa rarely said something human: "It's okay, I haven't found any problem with your identity for a long time."

Ansair's eyes lit up instantly.

Vanessa added: "However, not long after the class, after playing against you, I found that your strength is more than what you showed."

Ansair: "……………………………………"

FUCK FUCK FUCK!

Not only is he going to take off his princely vest today, but he is also taking off his Dharma god vest! ! ! ? ? ?

Vanessa looked at Ernest, with more resentment and eagerness on her face: "And him! His strength is definitely not simple!"

Ansair:!

Ansair is a hate!

Because of that rubbish crown elf, it's okay to have his double vest stripped off, but how could he involve his friend and cause his friend's vest to be stripped too! ?

At the moment, Ansair's thoughts are all on helping his friend to confuse the topic. Unexpectedly, Ernest had a smile on his face, and when he looked carefully, there was a hint of complacency:

"No matter who you are, Al, or what your status is, you are my best friend and family."

"Only I think so."

All the thoughts in Ansair's mind were suddenly empty, he looked at his friend with a smile on his face, and forgot to speak for a while.

Vanessa suddenly felt that the tea in the cup was soaked in lemons.

What is "Only you think you are friends"?Even if they found out that Ansair was hiding something from them, they didn't mind, so they could still be in the same class! ?Needless to say, it seems that you are the only one with a conscience in the class, and the consciences of the others have been eaten by dogs!

Vanessa angrily tries to find a friend.

No matter what, I have to expose Ernest's ugly (?) face in front of Ansair!

Gerald lowered his head naturally.

He didn't want to intervene in the friendship (?) between two people, what to do with so much.

But when the time comes for the banquet held in the palace, based on his friendship with Ansair, will he go or not?Are you going to see Ansair?

Samuel smiled apologetically at Vanessa.

He is still a little uncomfortable, not to mention, he has seen this situation several times, and he is unwilling to intervene in the affairs of the young couple (?).

Hayden...

Vanessa looked desperate, but Hayden stood up now!

At this moment, in Vanessa's heart, he is a god!

"Ansair, take a look at the soil analysis. There is a big problem with this land. You are stronger than me, so you should be able to see more problems." Hayden said naturally.

"..." Ansair's gaze slowly moved away from Ernest, "Oh."

Gerald propped his forehead feebly with his palm.

Love makes people less intelligent, as the old saying goes, sincerity does not deceive me.

His eyes became firm. As a future information dealer, he must remain calm and rational at all times, so he cannot fall in love!

There were six people in the group, and Samuel was not feeling well, so everyone let him rest here. Hayden and Ansair wanted to analyze the soil, and Ernest sat firmly on one side, indicating that he was guarding the three, so Vanessa He and Gerald could only accept their fate and lead the task of investigating around.

"Together, don't disperse." Hayden said abruptly before leaving.

Gerald glanced at him in surprise, and left with Vanessa.

Ansair and Hayden analyzed it for a while, and said in amazement: "There is magic energy in this soil."

How does a living being change from normal to perverted... into a berserker?

Infected by magic.

However, there are traces of demonic energy in this large piece of soil, so the group of little elves just now were not assimilated by the demonic energy and impregnated into berserk species?

——What are the specific manifestations of the lighting technique?A big circle of light.

Scattering the light spots and integrating them into a hollow circle on the periphery is not a variant of lighting.

Worried about the change in the shape of the light sphere, Ansair also spontaneously added fixed spells to it to enhance its defense (difficulty breaking out from inside) and so on.

Shrouded by the illumination technique (variant), the little elves have nothing to do, so they must not be berserkers.

Ansair and Hayden, who was expressionless but with "wonder" in his eyes, looked at each other: "...Shall I let that elf with the crown come out to ask questions?"

Hayden nodded vigorously.

Ansair focused his attention, searched the ball of light for a while, and then "please" out the elf with the crown amidst the panicked shouts of "Your Majesty the King" from countless elves.

"Now, can you tell me, how do you know about me?" Ansair asked politely with a gesture.

Speaking skills, he still understands basic speaking skills!

The elf in the crown looked at him fearfully, then looked at the three people around him, and stayed for a moment on the white-haired young man (Samuel) who made him feel uncomfortable, and said angrily to Ansair: "You Didn't big brother tell you?"

Ansair: "?" What's the matter with his elder brother?

The crown elf said maliciously: "Yes, you are the second prince, and your elder brother is the eldest prince. Even if you have no intention of taking the throne, just to be safe, the eldest prince wants to get rid of you, so find someone to cooperate with our clan. How could it be possible to tell you?"

Ansair: "???"

If Vanessa were here, she would probably ask: Why did she suddenly jump to the "Root for the Throne" script?

The second prince's shock and disappointment at his brother's behavior, and the others' panic when they suddenly heard the confrontation between the top powers of the largest kingdom in the Central Continent, were enough to make him...

Don't wait for the crown elf to continue thinking.

Ansel quickly took out a "mirror".

"Big brother!"

"Someone said you were going to kill me!"

Ansair and Prince Green have a pair of sound mirrors.

At the beginning, Green reminded Ansair through the sound mirror that he was raped by Her Majesty the Queen (the second one is not the other one).

Crown Elf: "........."