Turned into her sister by the paranoid elf queen

The half-day hard work was over, and the second half of the night was really unbearable, Wen Fu was so tired that he fell asleep, the few of them called it a day and went back to their rooms to sleep.

Tilitha didn't change back to Dillin, but just went back to her room to sleep in Tilitha's posture.

The sleep time of elves is very short, and the quality of deep sleep is very high. It will be dawn in five hours, and you have to get up early tomorrow. Going to sleep with the body of an elf can greatly nourish your spirit.

As they went back to the dormitory, Astrid took a look at Dilling's room.

Since leaving the classroom this afternoon, Dilling has not appeared again.

Is there something important that needs to be done?

Reminiscent of the awards ceremony tomorrow, and the headmaster will present the awards to the crowned team in person, Dillin really needs to make some preparations.

After a thought, Astrid returned to her room and closed the door behind her.

In the early morning of the next day, Tilitha pushed the door out of the room before dawn. After finishing her hair and grooming routinely, she came to Dillin's room. A figure protruded from the bed.

Ti Lisa lifted the quilt, and 'Dillin', who was wearing pajamas and closed his eyes, was sleeping in it.

Realizing that Tilisa had lifted his quilt, he opened his eyes, stood up, and stared blankly at Tilisa in front of him.

Then, under Tilisa's gaze, he walked to the bedside table, took off his pajamas, and put on the men's school uniform placed in front of the bedside table.

After setting the time, Tilisa went out, closed the door, and ordered him to lock the door in the room.

Then out of the Crown Manor.

At eight o'clock, Tilitha pretended to finish her morning exercise and returned to Crown Manor. At this time, 'Dillin' came down from the third floor.

"Miss Delisa, are you back from your morning exercise?" Seeing Delisa changing shoes at the entrance, Wenfu walked over with small steps, her tail wagging with her movements.

"Well, take a walk for a while to clear yourself up." Ti Lisa is wearing the crown champion's exclusive women's school uniform today, with fluorescent crystal embellished cuffs and skirts, golden roses on the chest and arms, Paired with the girl's platinum silk hair, the dazzling girl seems to be the focus of attention wherever she goes.

"Did Mr. Deering come down, too?"

"Yeah." 'Dillin' nodded slightly and smiled at Winf. "How can I miss the delicious food made by classmate Wen Fu?"

It was at this time that Astrid also came down from the third floor.

Felicia went out for morning exercises, and the self-disciplined knight Her Highness Ji did not miss her daily training even if she needed to hold a morning meeting.

The four sat at a table.

Astrid subconsciously looked up at Dillin. Because Dillin got up late yesterday, she couldn't have breakfast together.

How long has it been since the two of them sat together and had breakfast comfortably and warmly?

"Eh?" Winfe blinked her big eyes, looked at Tilitha, then at Dillin, frowned, lost in thought.

"Mr. Dearing."

"Huh? What's the matter?" 'Dillin' looked at Winf.

"Did you quarrel with Miss Tilisa?"

"......"'Dillin' froze in the same movements as Tillisa.

"Wenfu, why do you say that? I didn't quarrel with Mr. Dilling." Tilitha smiled sweetly.

"But why didn't you two talk when you met today?" Wen Fu tilted her head.

"........"

These words also caught Estride's attention, and she also reacted.

Logically speaking, Dilling and Tilitha are the two people who have been together the longest. They have shared weal and woe in each other's most difficult moments. How can they not be so unfamiliar with each other?

"Is there? No?"

"Obviously, Miss Delisa, you didn't even look at Mr. Dilling when you first entered the room." Wen Fu continued with a bit of worry. "Is it because of something unpleasant?"

"No, it's just that I don't think I need to say hello to Mr. Dilling. He's used to it, isn't he?"

Hearing this, 'Dillin' followed suit and nodded. "I didn't quarrel with Tillisa, don't worry."

"Okay, okay, do you only think about these gossips in your little head all day long? You're all focused on this, no wonder your grades are so unsatisfactory." Tilitha poked Wenfu's forehead with her fingers a little reproachfully.

"Well........"

"Okay, hurry up and eat, the award ceremony will be here soon."

"Miss Felicia won't be late, will she?"

"Don't worry, Miss Felicia has a better sense of time than you."

Several people ate, Wenfu ate at a normal speed, while Tilitha and Estride belonged to the type that seemed to eat slowly, but was actually not slow at all.

While washing the dishes, Wenfu was a little puzzled when she saw the leftovers on Dillin's dinner plate.

"Mr. Dilling, is today's breakfast not to your liking?"

"Oh, no, I'm leaving first." Saying that, 'Dillin' hurriedly put on his shoes and left the room.

"Don't pay attention to him, maybe the award ceremony will be held in full view soon, he is a little nervous." Ti Lisa explained.

"Oh, so that's the case?" Wen Fu nodded obediently.

"Then, student Astrid, Miss Winf, shall I follow Mr. Dilling first?"

"Okay." The two also considered that Dillin and Tilitha, as the protagonists of the awards ceremony, needed to be there in advance to prepare, so they let them go first and stayed to wash the dishes.

"Huhu......" On the way to the square, Ti Lisa let out a sigh of relief.

It takes too much energy for one person to play two roles, and there are too many things that cannot be considered and are unreasonable.

It is true that Dillin and Tilisa have been together for a long time, but they have never met each other. How does Tilisa know what kind of reaction she should make when she sees Dillin?

He glanced at Dillin who was walking side by side with him.

That's right, this Dilling is not the original Dilling puppet.

This is Tilitha's new toy, oh no, a newly acquired style.

It was not without credit that Dilling spent nearly fifty chips to draw the prize pool that day. He accumulated a lot of fragments, which were enough for Tilitha to exchange for a new version of the high-level puppet.

Tilitha, who used low-level dolls when she was not rich, understands that although this doll can temporarily solve the urgent need, the quality is still not strong enough, not to mention fooling those powerful people, even Estrid can't be fooled. a feeling of.

So, after much deliberation, Tilitha decided to exchange these fragments for a higher-level doll.

The high-level puppet in front of her was bought by Tilisa using all the accumulated fragments. The biggest difference from the low-level puppet is that the imitation of breath and behavior is more intelligent.

The original Rubik's Cube is more like an illusion technique, and the physical imitation actually presented is quite poor. The new version has achieved a qualitative leap, and can perfectly simulate every hair, smell, and even behavior of the imitated object.

Of course, it is still impossible to imitate Shenji, at most, it can imitate ordinary people without divine power.

Tilisa just used Dillin's daily behavior memory in her brain to simulate Dillin's daily behavior, but she had to switch back to the control mode when facing Winf's problems later, playing two roles.

Hope this morning's awards ceremony goes well.

It is said that this year's award ceremony is quite special, and the principal will present it in person. Tilitha does not know if this idea is just a temporary idea, but since the old man wants to play, there is nothing she can do about it.

I just hope that this high-level puppet will not be exposed at a glance.

It's tiring.

Neither Tilisa nor Dillin's dispositions like this kind of lively and noisy scene, presumably the same is true of Estride. If she can not go, Tilisa would rather stay at home and read a book and pet the cat.

Coleman Square is located in the center of the university, and there is a huge spar on it. The base of the square is cast with flawed marble, and white stone is the main tone, creating this large surrounding square. The huge vines are like wrists. Like holding the entire square in his arms, the shade of the trees covers the blemishes, and scattered light spots fall.

Under the shade of the trees, ribbons were floating on the stone pillars in the square. The students entered the square with their respective magnetic cards, and there was a lot of voices and discussions.

Looking at this situation, it seems that everyone has successfully found their official teammates and got along very well.

The annual Freshman Celebration and Crown Winner Awards Ceremony are attended by all teachers and students of the school.

A certain half-elf trainer was as usual today, dressed like a dog, appearing gracefully and gracefully.

If it were the previous competition, seeing him on the stage would definitely arouse the screams and praises of many female students.

In this regard, Flender will act calmly and calmly with a face that he is accustomed to, with an image of being independent, holy and untainted.

But who knew that this year, when it was his turn to play, there was no movement from the audience, as if he hadn't seen himself, which made Flender a little annoyed and puzzled.

But forget it, it's okay.

He just came back from a business trip today, and he was in a good mood. He looked in the mirror several times in the morning to confirm that there was nothing wrong with his demeanor.

I don't know who this year's Crown Cup champion is.

He just came back from school this morning, and his news is not very well-informed, and he himself didn't deliberately ask, anyway, it doesn't matter who is the crowned king this year, don't you have to be courteous when you meet him?

He is a mentor with elven blood, and he is not comparable to those with ordinary identities.

As a distinguished man, he never needs to look at anyone's face, it's all others who observe his words and expressions.

Walking at a pace that he thought was very elegant, he came to the instructor's seat with a glass of red wine in his hand, without looking at the other instructors around him.

For him, the only ones worth talking to are elves who are also of the elf family, and he doesn't even bother to pay attention to the others.

However, something even stranger happened.

After Flender found himself seated, no one greeted him proactively? ?

Those little mentors usually flatter me very much, why is it so strange today? ?

Flender glanced at these mentors and found that their attention was all on the venue.

"Miss Bliss, is this year's crown award ceremony a bit unusual?" Seeing that the person sitting next to him was Bryce who was still familiar, Flender asked politely. .

"Huh? Don't you know Mr. Flender? This year is different from previous years. Your Excellency the principal will personally present the award to the champion." Bliss replied.

"The principal wants to come in person??" Flander's eyes widened for a moment, and he didn't even care about the wine glass in his hand. "Miss Bliss, are you serious??"

"You can ask other people if you don't believe me." Bliss said casually, as if she didn't have any leisure to manage Flender.

It is an unprecedented case that the headmaster personally presents the award to the champion.

Could it be? .........

Oh.

Flender instantly showed a look of understanding.

He got it.

Her Royal Highness Astrid won the championship, so the principal came to present the award in person.

This is natural. Her Royal Highness won the championship. As an elder, it would be rude not to show up, right?

Flender suddenly realized.

The circular auditorium gradually filled up, and with the solemn reading, the award ceremony officially began.

"The Crown Cup No. 3 is Her Royal Highness Felicia Zhuosha from the Kingdom of Baili!"

Amid bursts of roaring applause, Felicia, wearing a school uniform and wearing a pair of flowing ponytails, walked out of the stage gate and stepped onto the stage with her former teammates at a personal and tall pace. central.

Well, Felicia is indeed not the opponent of His Royal Highness Astrid, which is normal.

"Crown Cup No.2, Her Royal Highness from the Forest of Elves, Estrid Aureniman!"

He just said.......huh? ?

Flender wondered if he had heard wrong.

No. 2? ?

What's the matter, how could Her Highness Astrid be No.2?Is there a mistake? !

Looking at the Elf players who appeared together with Estrided, Flender suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Miss Bliss, what's going on??" Flender couldn't sit still, and pointed to the center of the stage.

"What's going on, Mr. Friend, if you don't understand, how do I know what you're talking about?"

"Your Highness Astrid, why is No.2?? Who is No.1?" The crowned champion is undoubtedly stepping on No.2, but Flender can't figure out who is so big. With his ability, he could step on Astrid to ascend to the final throne.

"Huh? Oh, you've only been back recently, so it's normal not to know." As if thinking of something, Bliss' tone towards Flender was a little more teasing. "Mr. Flender, do you want to guess who is the crowned king this year?"

"Miss Bliss was joking, there are so many students this year, how could I possibly guess it?"

"No, if it's you, you can definitely guess it." Bliss looked at Flender with a smile. "She is the one you know, one of the few students."

"Miss Bliss, what are you talking about? Among the students I know, there is no one who is likely to win the championship except Her Royal Highness Estride......"

"The last and the last! Let us congratulate the champion student who has forever engraved his name in the history of Coleman College. He overcame obstacles, forged ahead indomitably, and the invincible bright golden sun, Tilitha!" Before Flender could think about it, the host's voice read out Through the entire square........