All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

In a garden tea restaurant in the city of Saint Enluth, I, Arnold, and Adam are sitting.

If you think this is some Shura field scene, you are quite wrong. The three of us sat in a row, and Adam and I were holding Arnold sitting in the middle on either side.

A posture of guarding the law.

"Ah-miss, you know. Our three brothers and sisters have died of parents since childhood."

Different from me with a dark complexion. One of the two people beside him sat upright and looked indifferent, while the other leaned on the back of the sofa without expression.

"Rosen is to me. It's just like a son." The expressionless one, as always, told unrealistic lies in a toneless tone, "Although his face is paralyzed and his emotional intelligence is zero, he is useless except for his face. . But how can a father dislike his son."

Are you a trash priest with the same face paralyzed and qualified to speak of others?

"As you can see." Facing the trash priest's making things difficult. The indifferent ice boy said calmly, "My brother is such a social scum who has no income and can only rely on the church to raise his sanity. My Royal Highness and I have already worked hard to take care of him. If you marry him. , And will only live a hellish life."

"so!"

In order to prevent them from saying any more shocking words. I said to the gentle lady who was always smiling on the other side, "Please never marry Luo Senjun!"

It's vicious enough, and straightforward enough.

However--

"Actually, I don't care."

"It's better to say. After learning about Mr. Rosen's family situation."

The beautiful amber eyes were slightly fascinated. Her voice in the sun is as gentle as the smile that habitually raises the corner of her mouth.

"I got even more excited."

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So you are also a pervert! !

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A desperate day starts in the morning.

As the saying goes, the plan for a day lies in the morning. Having developed the habit of going to bed early and waking up early, I no longer need an alarm clock, so I can get up on time at seven o'clock. After doing a simple wash in the room, he picked up the textbooks on the desk and went to the dining room for breakfast with Arnold who was guarding the door.

People who believe that "you only need a good rest a week before the big exam" are poor students who have been deceived by the teacher. Not only did I not relax in this week, but even when I was walking, I would look through textbooks.

There is no scope for exams at Bader College. As long as the knowledge related to the applied course may appear on the examination paper. Entrance is not based on grades, but on rankings.

There are good and bad in such a system. But after all, it is the second-ranked National Academy of China. The number and quality of applicants each year have never come down. As for the unsuccessful candidates, they can apply for the exam again in the second year. Baide's selected students only look at their ability and not their age.

So it is normal to see a twelve-year-old kid and a 65-year-old grandfather in the same classroom.

But·Yes·I·Only·Yes·One·Time·Opportunity·Meeting!

I am fourteen this year! It will be sixteen in two years! Arthur is coming to propose a marriage! I have no time at all!

... Damn it! Why are there so many stumbling blocks on my way to realize my self-worth! !

I took the hand of the guide dog Arnold and looked at the textbook as I walked. In the morning, the pages of the book, "Huh! Huh! Huh!" reverberated on the still quiet corridor in the morning. The sound of turning was very ghostly.

"Do you still like bookmarks."

Unlike me, the morning of a certain young man was calm and leisurely. When he was asked about the words, I was still stunned. When I raised my head and looked at him, I happened to see him withdraw his gaze from the ice-colored bookmark and continue to look forward.

"...I like it very much."

I held the spine of the book with one hand, and gently rubbed the bookmark with gypsophila with the other.

The texture is cold, and the exquisitely carved bookmarks converge in the bright daylight. It is as beautiful as a star on the yellowed pages with slightly curled edges.

"But it's still a bit small." Thinking of somebody's bookmark that I had clipped in a large textbook, I said, "When I clip it in a large textbook, I will turn it out."

"Is that so."

Arnold's expression was very calm, "Then make one from the 1st to the 12th."

"No, I don't think I need it at all."

A blank face stopped the delusion of a gift-giving madman. I closed the book with one hand and put it under my arm, retracted my hand holding Arnold, and pushed open the door of the restaurant.

The restaurant on the morning of the seventh day was empty. My sister gets up at 5:30 every day. And parents are nine o'clock.

As for Lilia, I won't mention it. At a young age, day and night are reversed. Should I say that my last life deserves to be the queen of vampires?

During the meal time, I discussed some academic issues with Arnold. Really deserved to be Heron Oz's adopted son. As clever as his dad, he is as reliant on enlightenment in teaching people.

The unpleasant breakfast time ended with the ending of "seems to have learned something but didn't seem to learn anything". If it's normal, then it would simply say goodbye and then do their own things, but today I stopped Arnold.

Because I want to move something into my "archive point".

Baide is not my chassis like Saint Enluth, where I can only depend on Arnold for life. It is impossible to stay secretly and happily for two years without any preparation.

Fortunately, I have the protagonist skill "Archive Point".

I haven't mentioned it after coming back from the mine two years ago, but it doesn't mean I forgot. On the contrary, in the past two years I have been planning how to make the best use of it.

Don't say anything else. For the past two years, my savings have been thrown there (of course it is locked), and I have also thrown away the tattered benches, and put them in new desks, beds, cabinets and large tables. Small and small test bench.

It's reasonable if it's not for my lack of decoration skills. I can re-lay the floor and rebuild the wall.

By the way, I have personally experienced how horrible summer there is. The wild weeds and the large and small flying insects are undoubtedly telling me how important magical devices are in people's lives.

Then! Finally in two years!

I, Gardrich, finally independently developed a set of magic guidance system for daily use that can perfectly operate "magic hedging"!

Randomly found a door and put the cross on the doorknob. I said mysteriously to Arnold who was holding three large cardboard boxes behind me, "Don't be too surprised later."

Arnold nodded silently and obediently.

As long as he knows, he will tell me without exception. As long as it is what I don't want to say, he will not ask without exception. Such tacit understanding and trust continue to this day.

"No one other than me can enter that room." I explained as I turned the doorknob, "When the time comes, you can directly use the wind magic wizard to help me put things-hehehehe?!! ?"

"His Royal Highness Gadliche."

The knight holding three big cardboard boxes looked at me indifferently, "Would you like to put things in."

"...No need it!!"

I looked at the messy and dark room in front of me, clutching my head in distress, "It makes no sense? I never missed it! What's wrong with this utility room! It's not my room!"

Seeing me crying, Arnold didn't speak, but silently looked away.

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With my lips pressed tightly and my face turned black, I took Arnold and kicked open the door of the church with the momentum of the underworld boss.

The empty and slightly deserted church is still the same as in the memory, nothing has changed. The constricted black pupils quickly skipped the entire church, searching for the figure.

found it.

On the front row of benches, I saw the head glowing with holy light.

"...Arnold."

I took a heavy step and approached him step by step, "Don't stop me when I start fighting later. If Adam fights back, please help me to hit him."

"Okay." The knight who followed closely glanced at me and responded faintly.

...Is near.

With the golden head getting closer. The smile on the corner of my mouth is getting more and more ferocious.

However. Just when I was ready to do it.

A chestnut head appeared again.

I'm stupid now.

The chestnut head was also stupid when he felt murderous and turned his head to look at me in hindsight.

Then.

"...Rosen!!!"

"...Your Highness!!!"

Looking at the baby face in front of me, which has grown open, but is still very familiar, I suddenly opened my arms.

With tears in his eyes, a loyal and courageous guard to the royal family of Saint Enluth was almost instinctive, and at the same time opened his arms.

But just when we are ready to embrace a revolutionary friendship.

We were each dragged by the back collar of the people behind us.

"Hello. Sister Gadriche. Anyway, you are a princess, so you can't be more reserved."

Adam held Rosen's back collar with one hand, and "persuades" expressionlessly, "Little brother, calm down too. Do you want to be killed by some ghost animal king who wants to control the explosion."

Lawson, who was still in tears, froze abruptly.

"His Royal Highness Gadliche."

The knight who was holding my back collar rebelliously said in a calm tone, "Please don't have excessive close contact with strangers. This is not good for your safety."

This made Rosen cry directly.

"...This is Rosen. Obviously we've all seen it when we were in the mine."

Seeing Rosen's miserable behavior, the corners of my mouth twitched and reminded me. And look at Arnold's expression. This guy obviously doesn't even have the desire to recall.

"Your Majesty, it's okay..."

The young man who was double-critically hit by two abnormal facial paralysis smiled miserably, "I didn't expect to see Your Highness here again. I'm already very satisfied."

"So far." Although two years older. But the little guard, who is still soft and adorable, closed his eyes and said awe-inspiringly, "My life has no regrets!"

"...Don't tell me you seem to be dying."

I murmured silently, "Aren't you in your hometown before. Why are you here in the city of Saint Enluth?"

"That's because." Rosen smiled more miserably, "because my blind date lives in the city of Saint Enluth."

"……Hey?"

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After a short confession and failure, we ushered in a happy daily life.

This small daily event is divided into two parts. As for the idea of ​​letting Arnold pretend to be Rosen to go on a blind date, it's clear at a glance.

Actually I just want to see the mutual loss of facial paralysis group 233

school starts. It feels like the soul is withered.

It is really painful to catch a cold... My throat is uncomfortable.