Halloween balls are not fun at all, and Christmas balls are the romance that couples yearn for.

There has been a saying about St. Marian since then.

The success rate of confession at the Christmas ball will be 13.1415926% higher than usual!

Although the source of this statement is no longer well-documented, it is true that more college couples bond at Christmas than usual.

Dak thinks that one of the reasons for this involves the atmosphere and the sense of ritual, and the other is more realistic—people who can become dance partners have some good feelings for each other!

In other words, they already have a relationship foundation, so they will succeed.

Of course, the collective atmosphere can also enhance courage, allowing people who are usually shy and timid to dare to speak out their hidden good feelings.

Teenagers and girls don't actually think about it too much.

Confess if you like it.

Then get rejected.

Then shut yourself up.

……

Many people don't know the weight of feelings.

……

Monday's class ends quickly.

After [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Werther and Robert packed up their books and went to the teaching room.

Professor Sylph did what she said, and not only would they be imprisoned, but a large number of credits would also be deducted.

Credits, which were already tight, are now even fewer.

"It's all over now."

Werther was crying, feeling that his future was gloomy.

Robert was also faintly afraid: "I don't know how Professor Sylph will punish us?"

Witte: "Maybe write an apology."

Robert: "Maybe cleaning the hallway."

Werther: "As long as it's not cleaning the toilet..."

Robert: "Probably not. Professor Sylph is surprisingly humane. She didn't extend the confinement beyond Christmas."

Witte: "I guess, just because the holidays start right before Christmas."

Robert: "You're right."

……

outside the classroom...

Dak watched the backs of the two people gradually disappear into the distance, and quietly cheered for them: "Is this what happens when you get caught by the golem? Fortunately, I wasn't caught."

A little lucky.

He turned and walked in the other direction, over there was the library.

After finishing today's homework in the library, Duck had a meal first, then reckoned that Claire should already be in the dormitory, so he went to visit again.

This time it was Claire who opened the door herself.

She was still dressed very casually, and the dormitory was full of heat.

- Of course it can't be the air conditioner.

"Professor, good evening."

Duck walked into the dormitory, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a red-skinned pig lying soundly asleep in the middle of the living room.

This red-skinned pig is more than two meters tall just lying on its stomach. If it stood up, it would probably be taller than Werther's troll.

Dak still remembered its name as "Henry".

Claire named each of the magic elves, but Dak didn't remember many of them.

As for why "Henry" can be remembered, of course it is because this pig is simply an artifact in winter!

The warm air it exhales is a very comfortable gas, neither dry nor dull.

In the winter when he was a child, Dak liked to read picture books on his stomach.

It was one of his rare nice moments.

……

Duck sat down on the sofa in the living room, and Claire brought over the cookies and hot milk that had been prepared.

Dak actually wanted to drink black tea more, but of course he wouldn't be so KY to say it at this time.

He picked up a cookie and took a bite.

It really had too much sugar in it.

Claire always said that people who overuse their brains need sugar supplements to hide the fact that she is a sweetie.

"Anyway, it's still the original taste."

Another sip of hot milk.

Duck couldn't help feeling a little warmth.

Claire brought another five books in her arms.

Each of these five books is thicker than two fingers.

It's even taller when stacked.

Claire pointed to the book and said casually, "Do you want to learn my "zoo" refining method?"

Chapter 156 Dak Dimon's Scumbag, This Scumbag

This meaning is no longer too obvious.

Dak could almost make up what she said next.

Sure enough, Claire raised her lips and said, "Then you must first read these five books thoroughly."

Duck took out a book from it with a bitter face and looked at it.

- "The Sage of the Beast takes you into the magical world - Dancing with Beasts"!

Signed: Claire Kate.

The corner of Duck's mouth twitched suddenly.

"Why pretend to be bitter? This is my famous book."

Claire sat down beside Dak, and added with a calm face: "It was published in the fourth grade."

Duck: "!"

Claire put another book on top of "Dancing with Beasts", emphatically saying: "The venue card is different from the spell card. You don't just need to learn a little magic language to try your luck. You have to be true to what you are pursuing. Things have a relatively complete basic cognition.”

Duck glanced at it, and it was "Secret Records of Birds and Beasts--Unknown Strange Ecology".

The remaining three books are "Magic Language Advanced Chapter: Resurrected Characters", "Full Explanation of Field Card Elements", and "Magic Power Cycle and Efficient Utilization".

Claire said: "The mastery of knowledge does not happen overnight. You should thoroughly understand these five books first, and then we will talk about inheritance."

Dake keenly captured the key words: "Inheritance?"

"Of course it's inherited." Claire rolled her eyes, "Otherwise, you still want to whore for nothing? If you learn from me, you will be mine. The future development of the Beast Sage lineage depends on you."

Duck couldn't help but "O".

Honestly.

It was indeed hit by Claire.

Dak's idea from the very beginning was "whoring for nothing".

As for the "inheritance of the beast sages", he has no intention at all. He wants the "Zoo" card not because of his interest in animal series decks, but to develop "bonds"!

Whether it is on the battlefield or in the arena, the call of one step ahead can reverse the advantages and disadvantages.

In short, it's just the idea of ​​a scumbag who wants to eat meat but doesn't want to be responsible.

But at this moment, of course, it is impossible for Dak to expose his scumbag potential.

He wrinkled his face and nodded bitterly.

Claire leaned closer, forehead to forehead, nose to nose, breathless, pinching Duck's face with both hands, and pulling it out forcefully: "Do you know how many people want to join me, are you still not happy?"

Duck: "Happy, happy!"

If you don't like it, you will become a cat!

(;′??Д??.)

The lineage of beast sages is thin, and Dake is honored to be the first generation heir, so he is very grateful.

Next...

He started his studies under the tutelage of Claire.

Clare mainly helped him to sort out the main context of those five books, and more of it was for him to learn by himself.

Fortunately, Dak's "magic language" has already been introduced, otherwise he would not even be able to start.

……

The time of study is always short.

In the blink of an eye it was eleven o'clock at night.

Because the content of the book was too difficult, even Darke felt drowsy after reading it.

After eleven o'clock, he took a bath in Claire's bathroom, enjoyed the high-class service of "bunny girl" to wipe his back, and then fell asleep in the room that Claire had arranged in advance.

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