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

There are only three days left before the entrance exam for Baide.

To be honest, although Bader College is the number one academic college on the mainland, I am not nervous at all.

After all, the continents I have been in contact with in the past few years have become one of the most perverted. How could I be afraid of the coercion of the king of ghosts and animals, and how could I be afraid of a normal college teacher, who could withstand the blank teaching of Arnold, how could I fail a normal college exam?

It's so stable.

Take ten thousand steps back. Even if the meteorite fell on the day of the test, I was seriously injured and missed the test. I can also rely on the power of "darkness" to enroll in school the next day.

But this world will always be malicious to me. No matter how perfect my plan is, he has a way to mess up my perfect and beautiful plan with some weird abnormalities that pop up suddenly.

But even so. I, Gadri, must fight to the end.

Private airships entering the border of Germany need to be declared in advance. This is undoubtedly a Flag. It is very likely that Baide stuck in my application form and refused to approve it or the airship stopped in the air for three days and three nights in a sudden storm.

So I am going to take an airship exclusively for candidates.

The preferential treatment and care of students in this country can even exceed that of scholars and nobles. Each year at the end of the spring enrollment, airships will be sent to various countries to pick up willing candidates.

That's right. As long as there is a willingness, it is enough. There is no need to apply to Baide in advance. You can board the airship as long as you have the will.

One can imagine. How big is this airship.

"I heard that these airships were used to transport soldiers and supplies during the Hundred Years' War."

While squatting on the grass, I wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand, and continued to pull the nut round and round with the wrench. The voice also became dull and heavy due to holding the breath, "But because every activation consumes a huge amount of magic core. So it will be discontinued soon."

"Like this."

The blond priest was sitting on the wooden chair with his back hunched, and his head on his arms vibrated up and down as he spoke, "Then how can it be activated again now."

"Because of Baide's genius, Heron Oz Baide invented a system that can directly extract energy from Mana, which is eight hundred miles away, for use in airships."

Nineteen...twenty.

The number chanted in my heart reached the prescribed number of laps. I loosened the slightly hot wrench I was holding. Take off the heavy gloves and move the fingers.

"It's becoming unsightly."

Adam's flat, low voice came from behind. The corners of my mouth twitched immediately, and I replied, "After all, it's not like some society, society, scum, and scum that depends on the church. I have to rely on my hard-working hands to work."

"Indeed. Just look at your hands and you know that you are a person with a story."

The voice of the wicked priest jokingly. I was too lazy to quarrel with him and snorted proudly and coldly. He alternated his hands, rubbing his knuckles with his thumbs in a circular motion.

After applying too much force, the hand will tremble slightly, which is not conducive to the subsequent installation of the magical device details. So do a set of standardized finger exercises to effectively relax your fingers. Sometimes the fingers are overheated and ice water is used to cool them down.

After all, the magical device is such a delicate thing. The more advanced the magical device is, the more complex and sophisticated it is.

In the words of the textbook. "Be gentle and skillful like a CN lover in bed."

Therefore, the way people like Ace treat the Magic Device is almost as rude as QJ.

Arnold couldn't get better there. He always fixes it if it breaks.

As for Adam.

I turned my head to look at the bored man lying in his chair, and asked, "Do you regularly maintain your magic device."

"what?"

The expressionless priest raised his eyebrows, "What are you talking about. Can the magic device be maintained?"

Sure enough, he is also a bad guy.

I glanced at Adam with a deep melancholy. Then turned around, ready to continue his work.

...But are my hands unsightly? !

I opened my ten fingers and squinted my eyes, carefully examining each finger. Although there are some red marks and thin calluses after the healing of the minor scars, if I don't hold my hand and look in front of my eyes, I still can't find it.

really. The wicked priest knows to scare me.

There was a cold snort in my heart. I touched my slender hands (though not so slender) that I would apply hand cream every night, and continued my work of carving.

I thought I would just squat directly on the ground after a while. If I knew it was so troublesome, I would just sit on the floor with a cloth and sit on it slowly.

"It's amazing." Adam whistled, "Even if you don't become a princess in the future, you will have a skill to support yourself."

"Yes--!"

I stretched out the sullen replied voice. But his eyes still narrowed on the runes that were gradually formed under the engraved pen.

This is the most rare step in assembling the entire magic guide.

After all, once the wrong one is carved. It is necessary to erase the entire surface and re-engrave it.

As if moved by my serious aura. Adam didn't say a word during the whole process. If he hadn't heard his subtle and regular breathing, I would have thought he had left.

...That's done.

Finished the last stroke. I slowly lifted the pen, and then let out a long sigh.

"Didn't you have been very proficient in carving several times." At this time Adam's voice came again, "Why are you still so nervous."

"...Is this kind of small and medium-sized magical device comparable to the micro-sized magical device?" I vomited, and patted the magical device that was embedded in the center of the room before me with my hands vigorously. "I still I thought I would break it. Now it seems that the effect is pretty good."

"What is this for."

"Watering the flowers."

"……what?"

Hahahahahaha! ! Unexpectedly!

I turned my head. Smiled brightly at Adam who was stunned, "What a fool. I did it for you."

Made by Gadrich Saint Enros. Arnold friendly guidance. Specially for the only designated magic guide for watering flowers.

Although it is watering the flowers. But the purpose is definitely more than just watering the flowers.

This magical device is actually part of the magical system. Used for induction and guidance. It can monitor the state of flowers and plants, and directly condense the moisture in the air above them when needed, which can be used to water in all directions without getting the furniture wet.

"Didn't you say that. ‘It’s not easy for them to grow down. Just don’t pull it out. Let’s live in the garden."

I looked around the lush grassland and the little unknown flowers blooming in the verdant green. Said like this.

This space that was originally a small church has been completely transformed into a bedroom by me. Bookshelves, beds, and cabinets have replaced the messy wooden benches and podiums. The only thing left is these wild flowers and weeds "in Adam's preference".

Of course, I had to dispose of some of the furniture in order to put it away. But I planned it carefully, and the central area with the largest area was completely reserved by me. As a nostalgia for the run-down "archive point" in the past.

"By the way, we don't have to weed in the summer."

Thinking of the hellish scene, the corners of my mouth twitched again, "I added some magic agent. These grasses will always keep their present small and soft appearance." It will never evolve into a muscular man.

It is quite perfect.

However.

Adam did not speak.

The man who had always been begging and noisy didn't say a word at this time. When the surrounding atmosphere calmed down with silence, I turned my head inexplicably and looked at him.

"...Thank you."

The sacred and unhuman voice spoke out the words in a gentle tone.

The black pupils shrank suddenly. In the trembling pupils, there was a reflection of the golden-haired priest's mirror-like appearance.

The broken golden hair slightly covered his eyes. He slightly drooped his eyelids, the pale golden sunlight fell in his eyes, and even the silent blue pupils glowed with a dim light.

And those eyes were looking at him. Beautiful and fragile. Just like the smile at the corner of his mouth.

As beautiful and fragile as the moon reflected in the water.

"...Ya—"

"Speaking of which. When are you leaving? Tomorrow."

Bi Se looked away. Adam stopped looking at me and asked casually.

"...Yes. Tomorrow."

I also retracted my gaze and fell on the floating light of the obsidian brooch meaninglessly. "I could leave sooner if I got it done earlier. But I was disturbed by the blind date who didn't know that came out of that mess."

Thinking of that bad thing, I have stomachache, and there is another very important problem. "Why did I fail when I opened the'door' that day? I psychologically hinted that I did everything."

"Ah. That." Adam replied calmly, "Because I was not in the archive point at that time."

"……what?"

"You know. Although it's an archive point. But you have to talk to an NPC to archive, right?"

I looked at Adam blankly. His handsome face is still so sacred, and what he says is still so wicked, "But I was not there at that time. So you can't enter the archive point."

"……What did you say?!"

"Calm down. I know your next sentence is'Why aren't you at the archive point?'"

Adam, who was lying on the back of the chair, raised a palm, lazily beckoning me, "I also have troubles. At that time, I was caught by the little brother Rosen."

...I narrowed my eyes.

"I know you want to ask ‘what does this have to do with Rosen’. But it’s actually a big deal."

Adam opened his face expressionlessly, raised a finger, and said in a serious tone, "You know. Don't you often receive side quests from other NPCs in the archive room in the game? I was entangled by this side quest at the time. "

"Yes. It's the blind date you experienced."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Adam who did tacitly agree with MAX went on to explain, "That's such a mechanism. You are so smart. You may use this mechanism instead one day in the future."

"in addition."

Adam raised his left hand to cover his conscience hidden in the heart, "As a guiding NPC. I still recommend that you trigger a lot of side quests. After all, you can increase your affection and unlock new characters."

"...Hehe. I'm not!"

I violently pointed at Adam, who had a "sure enough" face, "I Gadrich! My favorite thing to do is to say no to the established destiny! I don't want to unlock more perverts! Bastard!"

"It's okay. It's up to you."

Adam's sight drifted again. Whenever this happens, it means that something bad will happen.

But I am completely prepared for this visit to Baide! Even the fake identity of Admission to Baide was perfected two years ago! Nothing can stop me!

I! Gadli cut! Nothing, slack, okay, and hit!

Thinking of this, I stood up vigorously. Then the legs that couldn't resist became soft.

The "bang" hit Adam.

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The little princess squatted for too long and her legs were numb 233

A little spoiler.

The priest is actually the worst of all.

The second one is Ace. [Touch my conscience]