Yellow hair can also have a husband-chasing crematorium

Langdon sighed: "Besides, it feels like it's my mother's fault in this life... I heard from Flora that Helena had taken tranquilizers before. Helena secretly helped to drink it... Can medicine be drunk indiscriminately? Helena is so paranoid now, she always feels that she has nothing to do with my mother..."

Lei Shidong gasped: "Uncle, don't tell me, you plan to take the blame on yourself and pay off your mother's debt...don't be stupid!"

Langdon rolled his eyes: "Do I have that much free time? I mean, since it was my mother's fault, then I definitely can't leave her alone like before. At least I have to watch her for treatment, anyway. He is also a veteran-level worker, so he should pay a little attention to pension and medical care..."

Lei Shidong was silent for a few seconds: "Uncle, I vaguely remember that my mother seems to have said that your first choice was medical school?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just think that doctors are benevolent. I am so relieved to have someone like you as a doctor..." Lei Shidong looked confused, "But I am very worried that you will encounter doctor-patient disputes..."

Langdon was speechless: "Don't talk about whether you can go back. Even if you go back, you will forget all the important points of the college entrance examination. You will definitely not be a doctor. Where is the doctor-patient dispute?"

Lei Shidong thumped the table heavily: "I'm talking about Helena!!!"

He was dying of anxiety, he was the king in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to see Langdon cut ties with Helena the next second.

As for other things, he is a modern person with normal three views and roots, and he can't think of a more excessive punishment. In this regard, people in feudal society are more creative.

... Sigh, he is like this. It is not incomprehensible that the uncle who once regarded Helena as his sister, but now he is a patient, has to worry about a bunch of aristocrats' faces, is not decisive enough to deal with Helena .

Langdon said calmly: "I know what you're thinking, don't worry, I'm just giving her one last chance for the sake of being a patient. It's fine if she cooperates with the treatment, and everything will be settled after she recovers." , if you don't cooperate...it's my mother who did the crime, not me, I can tell the difference."

It is impossible for him to forget the harm Helena brought him. It's not that he doesn't want to settle accounts, but he just doesn't like to do meaningless things. Telling a paranoid patient that you did something wrong is tantamount to playing the piano against a cow, and will only get angry die yourself.

...But what the temple can do is really limited, and he still has to find a mage with dark attributes quickly, otherwise he is afraid that Helena will get sick halfway and make him angry, then I am afraid it will not be "show everyone how our company treats the veteran employees." Preferential treatment", but "show everyone how disrespectful your boss is"...it is not conducive to recruiting!

Lei Shidong reluctantly accepted the explanation: "Okay... then tell me when you don't want to bear it anymore, and I'll help you cheer."

"...No need, take care of yourself, have you memorized the main points of Chapter 6?"

Lei Shidong's face collapsed: "I'm reciting it, I'm reciting it..."

At this time, the door suddenly opened.

Bridget walked in with a stack of books in her arms: "Duke! I found the book!"

In an instant, Langdon's indifferent expression melted, and he said with a smile, "I'll just wait for you, senior sister, come quickly."

Lei Shidong was dumbfounded.

Is this how girls are treated?But he is still the eldest nephew!Is the uncle the kind of person who forgets his nephew when he sees sex?

However, this is a great opportunity!

Lei Shidong immediately started packing his things: "Then I won't bother you..."

"Sit down, who told you to go?" Langdon turned cold, and forced Lei Shidong to sit back in silence with his eyes, and then gently said to the senior, "Sister, sit too."

Bridget: "...?"

The cute senior sister put the book on the table hesitantly, sat down slowly, and looked at Langdon's friendly expression, but somehow had an ominous premonition.

"You continue to memorize Chapter 6, and I'll do random checks later." Langdon finished instructing Redstone, and then said to Bridget, "Next, I'll give you a few questions, senior sister, see what you don't know."

"...!!!"

Bridget was shocked: "I have already graduated! And I am a magic swordsman! You don't need to learn these!"

Langdon knocked on the table: "You don't need to take these exams, but it will definitely help if you can learn more. Before leaving, your teacher specially highlighted the key points, saying that he hopes I can study by watching you."

Bridget looked betrayed: "Teacher—why—"

"Because your talent is really good, and the leader is also reluctant to waste it like this."

Langdon explained: "It's like facing an enemy. Although you can beat it by force, it will be easier if you know the weakness... You are far from reaching your limit, but you don't learn anything. You really set your own boundaries."

Bridget said with a bitter face: "But I obviously couldn't learn it, so I became a magic swordsman..."

"That's why the leader entrusted it to me." Langdon said calmly, "It doesn't matter. This is not an assessment. Senior sister can learn as much as she can. I am quite experienced in teaching people."

After all, people have been asking him questions all day long in his previous life, and many learning methods are also common.

But Langdon never expected that the head of the Royal Knights would entrust him with such a thing...

It always feels a bit subtle, but is he regarded as one of his own?Obviously only once or twice?

He still remembers that when he first saw the leader at the birthday party, the leader stared at him as if he was angry, but after a little chat, his attitude softened, and now he directly asks him to do this kind of thing...

Too gullible!Head!

Although the head of the group didn't intend to ask him to give lessons to the seniors, he just reminded him when he was fine. The original words were "She won't listen to what I said. If it was you, the Duke, Brie might learn a little more"...

But isn't Langdon teaching his eldest nephew extra lessons?It's all to pass the time, one is to make up, and the other two are also to make up, so let's just do it in one step.

And while teaching others, Langdon is also consolidating the knowledge he has learned, so it's not a loss to use it as a review.

What?Helena is the one who needs him to make up lessons the most?Isn't she very capable?Let her study by herself, he doesn't plan to care anyway.

Bridget reluctantly opened the book, puzzled.

When did the teacher and Langdon get along so well?

The teacher obviously either doesn't care about these high-ranking nobles, or keeps them at a respectful distance, and doesn't even care about the courtship of the princes...

Alas, forget it, don't think about it, she endured it, Langdon will definitely not have time to give her tutoring when school starts.

Bridget looked at the textbook with pain and hatred on her face, and her mind had already flown to the new semester.

In Bridget's longing day and night, the new semester finally arrived.

[ps: add more!Don't worry, the foreshadowing is over, this volume will definitely make Helena's crematorium...]

4. I haven’t seen any secondary settings (3k)

The start of school in this world is very ordinary, and there is no opening ceremony or the like. It is estimated that the teachers and principals have their own research projects, and they are very busy, so there is no time to waste on such formalistic matters.

Moreover, although the principal will teach survival and martial arts classes in order to improve the survival rate of students, he is careless about the details and is not as comprehensive as modern times. I can rely on admission notices, maps, and roadblocks to make sure I didn't make a mistake.

Most of the freshmen will be very distressed when they first enter the school, especially when they change classrooms every class, and even the martial arts class may be changed from the west to the east. Therefore, in the first few days of school, students with blank faces can be seen everywhere in the school. It can be seen at a glance that it is a new student.

On this day, Langdon was planning to go to the library, and on the way he met a man who seemed to be a freshman.

It was a girl with long silver hair sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a long white dress. The breeze blew by, brushing her hair and skirt, and swaying gently in the wind with the flowers and plants on the roadside.

From the moment Langdon saw her from a distance, until she got close to a certain distance, the girl remained motionless.

But a little closer, and Langdon understood what was going on.

The girl's head was leaning slightly on the wheelchair, her eyes were closed on her delicate and slightly delicate face, her hands were neatly clasped on her knees, her posture was elegant and graceful, as if she had fallen asleep.

The warm light of the setting sun outlines the orange outline of the pale girl, weakening her dull and silent temperament like a silhouette, but presenting a beautiful atmosphere like an oil painting, which is unbearable to break.

But Langdon looked at the stairs that were less than half a step away from the wheelchair, and hesitated to speak.

——Who the hell is it that he insists on sleeping in a wheelchair at the stairs! ?Don't you think it's dangerous? !

Could it be a freshman? I don’t know that the wheelchair is impassable on the road here. When I found out, I had no strength, so I could only rest here, but I fell asleep after resting and resting, right?

Just at this moment, the school bell rang, startling countless birds, they flapped their wings and flew out of the tree canopy, the sound of flapping and chirping was endless.

The girl seemed to have been awakened, her body visibly shook, and even the wheelchair shook.

She slowly opened her eyes, blinking in confusion, as if she hadn't realized the situation she was in, she was also startled by the bell, so the cat that jumped out was startled, and subconsciously reached out to adjust The wheelchair is positioned to make way for the cat.

But before she could make a move, the wheelchair moved back automatically—no, someone behind her was manipulating her wheelchair.

"Don't move, there are stairs next to you."

A clear and pleasant male voice came from above her head with a cold and alienated tone, which made her stunned for a moment.

It was Langdon who saved his classmates from falling down the stairs.

If it was Langdon a few months ago, he would probably have pretended from the very beginning that he hadn't seen anything and went his own way.

But after clarifying his reputation, no one would dare to touch him casually now, and after getting along with Bridget for a while, Langdon managed to regain a little bit of trust in this world, and he was not so repulsed by raising a finger. The degree of helpfulness is gone.

After withdrawing the wheelchair by one meter, which was regarded as a safe zone, Langdon knew that the other party would definitely feel uneasy because of strangers, so he readily let go and walked around in front of her.

"Do you have a maid? Where's your maid?" Langdon asked casually.

Although he just glanced at it casually, Langdon still has basic appreciation ability. This skirt is obviously not something that ordinary people can afford. Since he is a nobleman and has limited mobility, he must have entered the school with a maid and attendant. I don’t know. Why is she left alone here? It's too irresponsible.

The girl replied softly, her voice was as erratic as a feather, with a kind of restraint: "Thank you...I left something behind, and she went back to find it..."

At this time, Langdon had already met the girl's eyes.

The girl closed her eyes just now, and Langdon didn't think much about it. Now that she woke up, those strange eyes were also exposed to Langdon.

They were a pair of beautiful golden eyes, but unlike Bellatrix who also had golden eyes, the girl's irises had circles of lines that made people almost dizzy at a glance.

Langdon stared blankly for a moment.

These eyes... are you Machima? !

The girl quickly avoided Langdon's sight, and said politely, "Sorry... did it make you feel uncomfortable?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

The girl's expression was a bit complicated: "My eyes..."

Langdon suddenly realized, and sincerely admired: "It's very beautiful, what's the matter?"

In his previous life, he has been in two-dimensional for many years, and he has never seen any character design. He accepts this kind of two-dimensional setting well, and even thinks it has a lot of personality.

It may be a little dizzy after watching it for a long time, but it is not a big deal.

The girl's expression became a little distressed. She looked at Langdon and sighed. For some reason, she suddenly introduced herself: "I'm sorry, I'm just introducing now... My name is Cyrunita Melotti, where is the senior?"

Langdon didn't quite understand what was going on with this rhythm, but he followed along for the time being: "Langdon Stuart... I see, you are the daughter of Duke Melotti?"

In this way, he remembered that when the emperor mentioned the young lady of the Melotti family, she said that although she had awakened blood magic, she seemed to be a heavy burden on her body, which caused her to be in poor health. Bridget Also said something similar...

But he really didn't expect that his body was so bad that he needed to use a wheelchair. Even if one of these people mentioned a wheelchair, he wouldn't be able to react now, okay? !

Siluneta tilted her head slightly, her long silver hair fell from her shoulders like a waterfall: "Sure enough, the senior didn't recognize her."

Langdon thought that the emperor had promised her something, such as "I told the Duke of Stuart to let him take care of you", so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly: "Sorry, Your Majesty didn't describe it to me. Like you..."

Oh my god, it's a good thing he helped out, otherwise if this guy opens his eyes, he will see him passing by without squinting, which always feels a little weird.

Cyrunita knew that Langdon had misunderstood, and couldn't help being amused, but then the smile faded: "No, what I mean is... haven't the senior heard of it, I awakened Is it spiritual blood magic? Seeing my eyes, most people will feel uncomfortable..."

Ah, no one really told him that.

But Langdon felt that this kind of thing didn't matter: "I think it's okay, they should be worried about being controlled, so it's a psychological effect."

Psychics were already easily associated with dark attribute magic. Thinking about how discriminated against the dark attribute was, Langdon understood what Cyrunita was struggling with.

Cyrunita blinked: "Aren't the seniors afraid of being controlled by me?"

"Can you help me work while you control me?"

Cyrunita: "..."

"just kidding."

Langdon felt a little regretful. He actually looked forward to closing his eyes and opening his eyes, and the work would be settled: "There is nothing to be afraid of. It depends mainly on you. Do you want to control me? If you don't want to, I have nothing to worry about. It is necessary It’s okay if I agree with you.”

"...Senior just said it nicely."

"No, ability is ability. It depends entirely on how to use it. In fact, I have always felt that everyone's rejection of the dark attribute spirit system is a bit unnecessary. When I really went to find someone, I couldn't find it at all..." Langdon was heartbroken. "Miss Melotti must study hard, maybe I will ask you for help in the future."

Cyrunita looked at Langdon seriously, and Langdon didn't avoid her gaze—after all, what's the use of controlling him, is there anything the Duke's daughter needs?

Even if you lack a healthy body and want to experience the feeling of a healthy person, you shouldn't look for him, or you've changed your gender, don't you think it's awkward...

A few seconds later, Cyrunita showed a formulaic smile: "Okay, when you need help, the seniors can come to me."

Standing a little tired, Langdon wondered why the man's maid hadn't returned yet.

The reason why he stood here to chat with him was because he wanted to help take care of Cyrunita's maid before she came back. After all, he also agreed to the emperor. This is someone Bridget knows, and she is a disabled person in this kind of place. not too good.

"In other words, when no one is around in the future, don't sleep in such a dangerous place."

Siluneta smiled embarrassedly: "I'm too tired, I closed my eyes a little, accidentally... I thought Luna would be back soon."

Luna is probably the name of her maid. I always feel very irresponsible for putting the wheelchair in such a dangerous place and not coming back now——

Langdon hadn't finished thinking when he heard the sound of running not far away. When he looked up, he saw a strange girl running towards her with Bridget.

"I'm sorry! Miss! I met Bridget on the road and we chatted for a while..." The strange girl looked at Langdon nervously, "Who is this?"

Bridget exclaimed: "Duke! You already know Miss Melotti?"