Five days later, Thales sat listlessly in the study room belonging to the Grand Duchess in the Palace of Heroes. Thelma sat on the desk opposite, concentrating on reading the "Selected Poems of Cahir Yeluo" in her hand.

The Star Prince lowered his head slightly and exhaled.

The shock in the library did not last long. The sketch on the book could not give Thales any more information.

He could only guess that the Purifying Edge, as a weapon that might have drank the blood of a giant dragon, had a connection and resonance with his peculiar physique.

And the middle bridge of this connection has become increasingly clear:

That dragon language name.

But that's not what's bothering Thales the most right now.

"I went to see the Earl of Lisbon."

Thales' light words attracted Thelma's attention.

The Grand Duchess raised her head and her eyes lit up: "What did Charles say?"

Thales scratched his head.

"Lisban said that regarding the Freedom Alliance, we have to wait for an official letter from Qiyuan City before we can choose how to deal with it."

"But don't worry," Star Prince grinned: "Risban is very confident that the Grand Duchess will continue to maintain her independence and autonomy. He already has a plan. As the prime minister of King Nun, he is not an ordinary person."

The corners of Thelma's mouth were slightly raised, indicating that the Grand Duchess was in a good mood at the moment.

"Tiles, thank you."

Thales shrugged.

He recalled the day before yesterday when he went to find Lisban for an interview in private, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Really.

Thales closed his eyes and hit his head hard.

What are "superfluous thoughts and ideas"?

And "a mediocre person addicted to pornography"?

Charles Lisban, an old man in his sixties or seventies, what is he thinking about all day long?

After this incident, Thales realized: Apparently, his unpopularity in Longxiao City has reached a new level. Not only Lisban and Nicolai, but also Ms. Jinx and the two maids have been looking at him these days.

The look in his eyes was also weird, causing Thales to be cautious even when greeting the servants, for fear that a masked man with a knife would suddenly pop out from any corner and rush towards him shouting "For Exter".

To his expectation, Putilai seemed unhurried about the prince's active involvement in the political struggle in Longxiao City and his behavior of "determining to help his friends escape from unfortunate marriages for the sake of friendship."

The deputy was smoking a pipe and smiling crookedly with an "I understand" expression that really worried Thales.

Even the looks in the eyes of Huai Ya and Rolf made Thales feel guilty as a thief.

"We are not surprised at all. You know: teenagers have to experience some 'special events' before they can grow up." This was one day when Thales couldn't help but ask a question while he was studying bards with Putilai.

The Lord who blew out the smoke ring replied with a smirk.

For these words, Thales deducted all the bounties originally planned to be distributed to the Lord on the reward day.

Thales in the study shook his head and tried to drive the memories out of his mind.

"By the way, do you know anything about the new teacher who is coming soon?" Thelma put down the book and asked doubtfully: "I heard that he was introduced by your interesting deputy."

"Putilai?" Thales, who was immersed in memories, said with a straight face: "He is not my deputy envoy. I am not familiar with him."

Thelma cast a strange look at him, snorted silently, and returned to the book.

At the same time, the footsteps of two people suddenly came from outside the study.

"Thum, thump, thump..."

To be precise, one person's footsteps, and another person's...

"Thum, thump, thump..."

Thales frowned: This was the sound of wood hitting the ground. The rhythm was disordered, scattered and careless, as if it was knocked out at random.

But it happens to be very heavy.

Like...

The study door opened.

Lady Jinx walked in, bowed slightly to the Grand Duchess and His Royal Highness, and then left politely and low-key.

A thin and frail figure appeared behind the female officer.

The new guest stooped slightly, leaning on a rather old and heavy crutch. He put his whole body weight on the crutch and placed the head of the stick firmly on the ground.

"Thum, thump, thump..."

Jinx closed the study door.

The prince and the Grand Duchess quickly sat upright and looked at the visitor: he walked towards Thales and Thelma at the desk.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen and ladies, I'm too old and my broken bones can't stand the torment," followed the guests with an old, weak and shriveled voice, accompanied by a clearing of the throat. It seemed that they didn't want to do this.

He seemed speechless:

"The carriage ride from Anrenzo to Exeter almost knocked my butt off. The boys were afraid that I would die on the way, so they had to slow down."

"After arriving at Longxiao City, I had to rest for four days."

Thales first glanced at the crutch, and remembered the Black Prophet whom he had met several times a long time ago, which made him feel uncomfortable.

The prince eliminated the unnecessary impression, squinted his eyes, and looked at the visitor:

He was a thin and short old man with sparse white hair on his head and wrinkles on his face, as if he had experienced too much weather.

The old man was wrapped in this word because his body was so thin that he looked like his clothes were hanging on a hanger that was too small. He wore an ordinary dark coat, accompanied by a white lining and a red scarf, and looked like a

There is no difference between ordinary businessmen doing business in the shop.

His energy seemed not to be very good, his eyes were hazy and cloudy, and he only wore a pince-nez monocle on his left eye, which made his left eye look particularly big when viewed from the front. The old man managed a plain and gentle smile.

The nasolabial folds are linked to the chapped lips that tremble up and down, giving people a desolate feeling at night.

He actually looked older than Lisban and Nunn six years ago. Thales was secretly shocked that he must be at least seventy years old.

How did Putilai and Gilbert invite such a vicissitudes of life old man, who seemed to be in a bad situation and whose life was in danger, to come to Longxiao City all the way?

"Good day, sir," Thales said with some worry: "I... heard Putilai mention the new teacher, but he has never said who it is."

Thelma stared blankly at the new teacher, seemingly stunned by his age and condition.

"Maybe he is right, so you won't be too disappointed when you see a bad old man who is about to die." The old man laughed dryly. He seemed to be struggling to take another step forward, and the right hand holding the cane trembled slightly.

.

"You don't mind if I sit down, you know," the skinny old man looked at his trembling right arm, tightened his nose with disgust, and shook his head:

"My legs and feet are not good."

Obviously, he did not want to consult the two or at least consult the Grand Duchess, but he chose the most comfortable leather chair and sat down on his own.

The skinny old man sank into the leather chair, closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief for several seconds.

Thales and Thelma looked at each other in surprise, not knowing how to react.

This is...the teacher that both Gilbert and Putilai admire highly?

The old man seemed to slowly regain some strength, and then he opened his eyes and showed a weak smile:

"Don't worry, I have been frail and sick since I was a child. I look very bad, but in fact, I live longer than many able-bodied people."

Thales raised the corner of his mouth and forced a smile: "I heard that you are Gilbert Casso and Putilai Niemann, and they are all under your teachings?"

The skinny old man tilted his head slightly and squinted his eyes, as if reminiscing.

"Oh, yes, those two interesting boys, the little grown-up and the troublemaker," the old man paused, then seemed to remember, he curled up his lips: "A long time ago, when I was a tutor,

students...well, they seem to be among them?"

Thales raised his eyebrows and looked at each other again without knowing why.

"Oh, that's right!" The old man raised his eyelids, and the left eye in the lens suddenly widened, looking quite scary.

He picked up the crutch in his right hand, put it between his knees, leaned on it with both hands, and smiled.

"As a prelude, we should really introduce ourselves first," the old man said gently, looking at the two embarrassed students, the wrinkles on his face rolling up like waves: "Let's start with me."

"Merry Hickser," the skinny old man cleared his throat: "from the Dragon Kiss Basin, the Principality of Anrenzo, and the City of Changyin."

"But most people who know me like to call me 'Old Crow,' and of course, students usually like to call me that behind my back."

Thales' heart moved slightly.

Dragon Kiss Basin.

That is……

"Are you from Dragon's Kiss Academy? Are you a bachelor?" Thelma's eyes lit up. She leaned forward excitedly and looked at the new teacher Xixer curiously: "I heard Charles say that you have a very high reputation.

Many outstanding people have served in your..."
To be continued...