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Chapter 94 The best man in the world?

Now that he had thought of a way, Lin Ge did not plan to stay any longer and immediately set off to find Oveira. At this time, Princess Beimang should still be fishing in her room, claiming to be accumulating inspiration, but in fact she was just sitting there.

Scratching my head and scratching my head at the desk, meditating for half an hour to write out a few hundred words, it was more torture than Alice doing her elementary school homework.

She had told her a long time ago not to play games with Alice all the time, just let her play by herself. But Princess Beimang refused to change despite repeated teachings. Now not only is her thinking gradually getting closer to Alice, but her education level is almost the same.

Is this a good thing?

Video games are very harmful to people. Sooner or later, we will capture Alice and bring her to Tianxin Church, so that she can experience the loving education of St. Charlia. Presumably, in the face of the iron fist of fate, even the rebellious genius players will

Lower your head.

"Ringer."

Metien suddenly stopped his brother, and then showed a sweet smile when he turned around: "Work hard, I believe you will succeed!"

The young man was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, then turned and left Tianxin Church. When they passed Leticia and Xiemi's seats, they were immersed in writing, sweating profusely from writing, and did not notice his appearance at all.

Lin Ge took a glance at the two people's homework and found that one of their homework books said "Why are the Moriyas so troublesome" and the other wrote "The great witch Mesonis is most likely to be lurking in the Moriyas".

"A pure traveler fairy among the Luya people", he suddenly didn't know what kind of expression he should face.

I hope that Saint Shalia can maintain her own mentality when correcting their homework.

The two people on the podium watched his figure disappear behind the door of the church, and even the sound of footsteps gradually disappeared. Only then did Saint Xalia retract her gaze and said to the little pink-haired girl: "Medine, it's time for you to go back to study.

Although the homework I assigned you has been completed, don’t forget that there are still pharmacy courses.”

The proprietress Shesta had high hopes for her. She not only prepared a special pharmacy laboratory for her on the second floor of the hotel, but also gave the pink-haired girl the responsibility for the care and maintenance of the herbal garden. This was hers.

One of the daily tasks. In the words of the landlady, if one day Medien can recognize all the magic plants in the herbal garden, he will be regarded as a brilliant pharmacist, and he will even be one of the Moriyas.

It is not impossible to rival a great witch.

Just like Mrs. Tree once did.

"Yeah, I know!" Metien nodded repeatedly, and quickly glanced under the podium: "But I promised that Semiy and Leticia would finish class together, so I have to wait until they finish their homework before leaving!"

Then you have to wait, Saint Xalia thought helplessly, no one knows the level of these two stupid students better than her.

"Speaking of which," Medien changed the subject without leaving a trace in a tone she seldom used: "Sister Xiaoxia, don't you think Ringer is a little... strange lately?"

Saint Xalia looked at the pink-haired little girl with some surprise: "Why do you think so, Metien?"

"Because in the past two days, he has always looked absent-minded." Metien blinked his eyes. For some reason, his tone gave people a sense of suggestion and inducement: "I accidentally stayed up late last time.

But not telling me to go to bed right away is an example, and ignoring sister Olvera this time is also an example. If it was Ringer under normal circumstances, he would never miss these details, right?"

kindness.

Saint Xalia couldn't help but nodded, gradually agreeing with Metien's statement.

This was indeed a bit strange, and what was even more strange was that she couldn't figure out what could make the always focused and calm Ringer become absent-minded. Could it really be the girl's factor?

"Why do you think it is, Metien?" Saint Xia Liya chose to ask the opinion of the pink-haired little girl. If there is anyone who knows Ringer best on Cloud Whale Sky Island, it is undoubtedly Metien. Saint Xia Liya

Liya sometimes felt that she knew Linger very well, but that was not the case in front of Metien. After all, before she met Linger, the brother and sister had been dependent on each other for more than ten years.

An imperceptible cunning look flashed across Metien's eyes, and she whispered softly: "I think Ringer might be scared, right?"

"Afraid?" Saint Xalia was even more surprised. Would someone like Linger be afraid? What was he afraid of?

"Yes." Metien's tone sounded matter-of-fact, as if Saint Xalia's surprise was wrong: "Don't talk about Ringer, I'm a little scared."

"Why?"

"Because we will see the goddess soon."

"It doesn't matter, mother is a gentle person, she won't do anything to you." Saint Xalia thought that the brothers and sisters were afraid of the majesty of the goddess, and quickly spoke to comfort them. As the eldest daughter of the goddess of creation, she did

Qualified to say this.

But the pink-haired girl shook her head like a little adult: "No, no, no, Sister Xiaoxia, you think too simply. What we are worried about is not the attitude of the goddess, but what we should do after seeing the goddess.

Woolen cloth?"

"What should I do after seeing my mother?"

Saint Xalia was speechless for a moment, not quite understanding what Medien meant, but she vaguely realized something. The answer seemed to be within reach through a hazy curtain.

"That's it." Medien stood on tiptoes vigorously, trying to keep his head higher than the podium, and looked at Saint Xalia seriously: "Hypothesis, let's make a hypothesis first, Sister Xiaoxia - what if

After meeting the goddess, she is indeed willing to take action to help us solve the problem of the girl's sovereignty and the witch association, so what are you going to do next?"

What’s next?

Saint Xalia blurted out almost without thinking: "Of course we will stay in the Heavenly Temple and continue to fulfill our responsibilities..."

The responsibility of being a young queen.

Her voice stopped suddenly, and she finally understood what Metien meant.

"Then what should Linge and I do?" Medien looked at his sister Xiaoxia pitifully: "Are you going to leave me and Linge alone?"

"this--"

Saint Xalia was so confused by her for a moment that she had no room to think, so she relied entirely on instinct to speak: "That's not it, I didn't mean to abandon you... Let me think about it, that's right!

You can also stay in the Temple of Heaven, it’s a very good place and everyone will be with you, including Linge, how about that?”

She came up with a great idea in a hurry, and stared at Metien with bright eyes, but the pink-haired girl had a bitter look on her face and slowly shook her head: "No, Sister Xiaoxia, I don't care, but

Ringer will definitely not agree."

Saint Xalia's heart tightened and she quickly asked: "Why, is he dissatisfied with us?"

"That's not the case, but sister Xiaoxia, you may not know that Ringer is actually a very nostalgic person."

"Nostalgic?"

"Yes, do you know why he has always disagreed with me rebuilding the Tianxin Church on Yunjing Kong Island?"

St. Xalia also asked Ringer this question, so she felt that she should know the answer: "Because he thinks that you are not mature enough and do not understand the true meaning of faith. You are more suitable to be a believer than a priest."

.”

"Wrong, wrong, wrong." Metien shook a finger and said seriously: "Those are all excuses. The real reason is that Linge feels that only the Tianxin Church in Linwell City is the place his father left to us.

Tianxin Church, so he is unwilling to accept reconstruction in any sense. He just wants to return to Linville City and continue to live the peaceful and stable life before. I think you are also very aware of this."

It seems to make sense.

Saint Xalia thought thoughtfully. Isn't the purpose of Ringer's original journey to eliminate the influence of the golden apple on himself and avoid being involved in a destiny that does not belong to him? How many people are eager to step into the mystery of

The world is just a worry for young people, which shows that he is indeed a comfortable and nostalgic person.

Seeing that Sister Xiaoxia was gradually being persuaded by him, Metien continued his efforts and struck while the iron was hot: "Not only is he nostalgic about things, but Ringer is also like this about people. Even though he looks so cold on the surface, he is actually a person who values ​​family and friends very much.

He is a friend, but his concern is usually hidden under a cold expression, so it always makes people feel that he is not enthusiastic enough. Lin Ge, who values ​​the people around him so much, will naturally feel afraid and sad for those inevitable partings.

It’s just that he doesn’t want to show it.”

Saying that, Metien also pretended to sigh: "Suppose we saw the goddess in the Temple of Heaven and asked her to come forward to solve the problem of the maiden's power and the witch association, and restore peace to the world, Cloud Whale Sky Island

Everyone must say goodbye at this point: Linge and I are going back to Linwell City to find ways to maintain the Tianxin Church left by our father; Xie Mi and her sister may return to Rosting City, or they may go back to Luosting City somewhere during the journey.

After all, this is the nature of travel fairies; as for the others, Sister Xiaoxia, you just said that you must stay in the Temple of Heaven and continue to fulfill your responsibilities as a young queen...

Although I really hope that everyone can be together forever, but this is impossible, right? So it makes people feel very sad."

At the end of the sentence, the pink-haired little girl even sighed, as if she was regretting the imperfect things in the world: "I'm afraid Ringer has been uneasy recently because of this incident, right? If you leave him, he will definitely be very upset.

Lonely. Well, actually I will be lonely too, mainly because I can’t see Semi and Leticia anymore.”

At the end of her sentence, she added guiltily, but in fact there was no need, because Saint Xalia didn't pay attention to what she said next. Instead, after listening to the first half of what she said, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Trembling: If I leave Ringer, will he be lonely?

The girl automatically ignored the word "we", because it is not important. A qualified people's teacher should know how to accurately capture the information she needs from long and difficult sentences. It is obvious that Saint Shalia, who has been tempered for many years, has initially acquired the skills.

Such ability.

All in all, Saint Shalia's face showed the kind of expression that Medien wanted to see: seriousness, perseverance, and a little consciousness.

She has always relied on Lin Ge. Now, that young man needs her, and how can she sit idly by and ignore him?

"What do you think I should do, Metien?" St. Shalia asked shamelessly: "Perhaps I should suggest to Mother that she move the Heavenly Temple to the ground and put it in Linwell City?"

Well, you seem to be a bit too extreme.

Metien quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and laughed dryly: "That's not necessary. Sister Xiao Xia, I'm just putting forward a hypothesis. It's not very clear what the real situation is. Maybe it's not true at all.

It's not as complicated as I thought? So we don't have to go to war for the time being. You just need to pay more attention to Ringer during this period and try not to let him be alone. You know, a person always thinks a lot when he is alone.

All the messy things, especially since Linger likes to hide his worries and is unwilling to share them with us, then we need to take the initiative to care about him, right?"

"Huh?"

It seems to make sense.

Saint Xalia showed a thoughtful expression again: "Maybe, I know what to do, Metien, thank you."

"Hehe, you're welcome, then work hard, Sister Xiaoxia! I think if anyone can make Ringer no longer feel lonely, that person must be you!"

After giving St. Xalia a free piece of encouragement, the people's teacher on the podium fell into a state of complacency for a while. Sometimes he clenched his fists with a look of determination on his face, and sometimes he put his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth, mumbling something.

The instigator, Metien, quietly slipped back to his seat, took out a notebook with a heart pattern on the cover from the drawer, opened it, and found that it was densely filled with names of people, and the first one was St. Charlia.

She put a check mark after Sister Xiaoxia's name with a pen, then nodded with satisfaction, looked at the next person's name, and murmured to herself: "It's Sister Ovela, she also has a pretty good impression of Ringer."

It seems that it will go smoothly. Well, I think, let’s use the reason of co-creation to convince her. Don’t we often say that the best way to enhance feelings is when men and women work together to complete a cause?”

The pink-haired little girl was thinking about it. When she looked up, she happened to meet Sister Livia's eyes. For some reason, the latter's expression was a bit complicated. After pursed her lower lips, she said with emotion: "You are really beautiful."

What a good sister, Metien."

"There is no way, Ling Ge never cares about this kind of thing, he can only let me, my sister, worry about it for him." When Medien said this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, sister Livia, you——"

The nun's expression was serious, and she made a prayer gesture on her chest with a solemn expression: "I have sworn to dedicate the rest of my life to the goddess. There may be no more joy or sorrow in this life."

"Oh, well, I hope you won't regret it in the future." The pink-haired girl sighed: "You missed the best man in the world."

Livia: "..."

Why do you still feel a bit regretful?


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