Tyrant Code

The room fell silent for a moment.

Casal Moran narrowed his eyes, and before he could draw out his sword, Goldo pushed him back into the room with one hand, and closed the door with a "slap" with the other hand.

"Father." Gordon took a deep breath, "Please listen to my explanation."

"So, are you with that Horn?" The lord's father looked quite ugly, but he still tried his best to maintain the image of an enlightened father in front of his son - it's not uncommon for men to be together with men now At best, he couldn't have children, as a father, he should first understand the ins and outs of the incident instead of getting angry--he thought about it, forced a gentle smile on his face, it was really a very subtle kind of smile, But twisted and frightening.

"It doesn't matter." The lord's father said, "I'm not angry yet."

Goldo: "..." Liar, you are going crazy!

He had to explain: "Those are just rumors, I have nothing to do with the teacher..." After speaking, his tone suddenly dropped, and he fell into a little thought.

I just popped my mouth, it should be... nothing, right?

Casal was slightly comforted, but the hesitation shown by Gordo made him frown again: "It's true that nothing happened to you before?"

"No." In order to suppress the lord's father's doubts, Goldo had to give a negative answer first, "...not yet."

"For the time being—" the lord's father suddenly choked.

Before, he was angry because he entrusted his son to Yatrixia to teach him because he believed in the latter's character, but Yatrixia shot at Gordo, which is undoubtedly a violation of the teacher's morality.

But what if—Gordo took the initiative?

A long, long time ago, when Goldo was still in the castle, the Moran family held a fireside gathering. Casal once asked Goldo what kind of wife he would like to find in the future.Goldo's answer at that time was, "either beautiful or strong".

At that time, Casal thought that Goldo's starting point was too high, and there might not be many strong or beautiful noble ladies who would be recognized by him in the future.

But now that I think about it—Gordo didn't say that he likes women!

Could it be that his cabbage is rushing to hog the pig? !

Casal looked at Gordon differently in an instant.

"Between you and him..." Kasar asked hesitantly.

"There was some friction," Goldo said, "but it was all caused by me, not by him."

Oh, I see.

Since it was Gordon who took the initiative, it's fine.

Casal patted Goldo on the shoulder: "I think you're already at this age... You can handle everything by yourself. I already had you when I was your age..."

Goldo: "..." Is this something to boast about? !

Tired of sending the lord's father away, Gordo finally found time to settle the score with Huonuo: "What's the matter? At first I believed that you would help keep the secret, but now it's good, everyone knows!"

"...I was too flustered before and was caught by someone while talking to myself. This time, I don't know who spread the word, but it really wasn't me!" Xiu Nuo anxiously distinguished, " And the news spread so fast that I had time to react..."

Gordon looked down.

"What about the junior who plans to create a second time?" He asked.

"Ah, are you talking about Cecily?" Xiu Nuo said, "I don't know her very well, but I found out that she is a student who entered the school last year, and her ranking is quite high. I heard that her forging courses are very useful talent."

Goldo: "It really is her."

He just knew that the one who had the creative enthusiasm and creative ability belonged to his school girl.

Last time he used his study notes to quell the incident, but this time he had to take precautions before he wrote anything down.

Cecily is a girl with brown curly hair. She heard that Goldo was looking for her, so she came to make an appointment after class. The location was chosen in a remote corner of the cafeteria, which was the same location as the last time they met. .

"Senior! You're back!" Cecily clenched her fists and said with admiration, "I heard about your performance in the league, you are simply—"

"Let's talk less about the polite words." Gordo made a straight face, trying to make himself less annoying, "I heard you're writing some weird things again?"

Cecily was a little depressed: "How can that be called a weird thing? It's called literary creation. Little people like us probably won't have the chance to fight side by side with you in our lifetime. Because it is impossible to experience, so I just I can imagine myself."

Goldo: "Then you don't have to write—"

"Please don't be too quick to doubt me!" Cecily retorted loudly, "I am no longer who I used to be! This time I am not writing a literature about silly, white and sweet girls, but a group portrait documentary novel! All my plots They are all adapted from the interviews with the members of the seminary, and only some details have been shaped. Although you and Mr. Atrium play a very important role, your relationship is not the most important content of this novel! "

Gordon: "...?"

He suddenly didn't know how to refute.

Then how could he and the teacher be said to be like that!

Cecily showed him a few sample chapters.Speaking of which, Cecily is definitely a prolific writer, and it hasn't been long since they came back, and her manuscripts have already accumulated a thick layer.

Gordon glanced over.

It is really an orthodox documentary literature, and the vivid writing has the magic power of immersion, which can be said to be quite restored.

But when it came to the part where Atrium and Gordo interacted, the painting style began to change.

What? "Gordo leaned on Atricia's shoulders, and the fatigue caused by the days of running around seemed to be smoothed away. Atricia lowered her eyes slightly. Although her face still had an unkind expression, she was When the carriage was jolting, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand and helped Gordon on his shoulder."

Another example is "Gordo was kidnapped by a cunning black wizard. It was destined to be a sleepless night. Everyone gathered in the lobby to lament, but no one could really think of a way. In the end, everyone went back to the room Jody passed by Mr. Atricia, seeing that he didn't intend to go back to the room to rest, and just wanted to say something to comfort him—but Mrs. Atricia turned his head and glanced at him quietly. Those pair of The cold pool-like pupils made Jody unable to say anything. Jody suddenly understood: Teacher Atricia's feelings for Gordo may be different from the feelings most of them have for Gordo. "

...little details like that.

Some are known to Gordo, and some are even unknown to Gordo, and they are all described clearly from the perspective of a bystander.

Gordon knew that he and Atricia got along very well.But... He never thought that this kind of "harmony" was already an extraordinary signal.

He turned over page by page, his heart beating faster.When the last page of paper was brushed, he took a deep breath, and with a little confusion and inexplicable satisfaction, he froze in place slightly.

Also... pretty good?

Cecily finished yelling just now, and seeing Gordon staring at her manuscript, she suddenly felt guilty, clenched her hands, and couldn't help saying: "...Senior?"

"Ah. Well." Goldo returned the manuscript to the other party as if waking up from a dream, "It's well written, keep up the good work."

Cecily: "..."

Cecily: "Huh? Oh oh oh."

Finally, Cecily walked out of the cafeteria holding her manuscript.

This time her creation was not hindered by Goldo.

Cecily originally thought that she would not be able to pass the review of her seniors, but she did not expect to pass it so easily this time. It seems that she has indeed made progress.

Thinking of this, Cecily jumped forward twice happily.She spread out her manuscript and found that even though she was just relaying the words of other members of the seminary, the interaction between Mentor Atricia and Senior Gordo was still too sweet. When she was writing, she would secretly scratch the wall while writing.

Cecily tilted her head in thought for a moment.

Senior Goldo didn't deny everything in the book just now.

So——Holy Lord, did she actually get it right this time? !