Fairy’s Box

"You...you are from the Black Seat?" The skinny Doctor Goblin widened his eyes, his voice full of disbelief.

"Huh? What's the matter." Kara twitched the corners of her mouth and asked teasingly.

"It's nothing... You guys seem to talk very well... It's very different from the rumors." The other party replied weakly, his eyes were erratic, and he didn't dare to look directly at anyone in front of him.

"The rumored one? How long have we been established?" Beverley's expression was startled, and he was a little dazed.

"There are still rumors?" Nicole stepped forward curiously, pointed to the tip of her nose, and said with great interest, "In the rumors, what do we look like? Are we famous?"

"This... it's better that you don't know." Doctor Goblin almost shrunk his head to his neck.

"It's alright, just talk about it." The female knight put her hand on his shoulder and continued to ask, "Although our boss doesn't seem to speak well, he is actually quite good-natured."

"This...that..." The other party shrank his head, like a groundhog in the eyes of a pack of wolves, he faltered, but he couldn't say any complete information.

"Don't force him!" The girl with two ponytails in front couldn't stand it anymore, she supported her waist with both hands, and cast a cold gaze:

"If you get too close to this guy, it's not a good thing for him."

"What are you talking about!" Nicole became unhappy when she heard this, and said unconvincingly, "It's just a trivial matter, can you kill him?"

"It's not enough to kill you, but it's certain to be rejected and isolated by the people around you."

"Ah? Is this taking us as the source of the virus?" Nicole raised her eyebrows and said indignantly, "We haven't done anything bad."

"Nicole." Yale suddenly raised his voice, reminding the female knight to pay attention to the occasion, but he turned around himself and stared at the exit of the stairs.

"Why are so many people gathered on the top floor of the main seat? What happened?" A crisp and elegant voice suddenly came from the stairs below.

The corridor seemed to be swept by a cold wind, and no matter what everyone was doing, they suddenly fell silent...

A few seconds later, Ilunthia, with a frosty face, walked into the corridor with the eleven members of the Throne of the Sky.

"What did I see?" Her eyes fell on the black-haired knight, as if she had forgotten her unhappiness, she covered her red lips with pretended surprise, and said in a long tail:

"The poor heir to the fallen family, and the poor commoners who follow him, what a terrible day."

"..." Yale didn't respond to the opponent's provocation, but locked him with a gloomy gaze.

Facing the silence of the black-haired knight, instead of restraining herself, Irenziya walked slowly and walked to Lydia.

"Lydia, I remember you, you are a very good knight."

"Don't let the speaker worry about it, I'm just a commoner." The female knight turned her head away angrily, and replied lukewarmly, she really lacked goodwill towards this woman who had been targeting the Black Seat.

"Don't get me wrong, I just hate being robbed of my used stuff, even if it doesn't have much value."

The female chief exhaled like blue, her eyes suddenly burst into blue flames, and her tone became aggressive in an instant: "If I remember correctly, after you left the House of Commons, did you not submit your resignation?"

Without waiting for Lydia to answer, her tone changed abruptly, and her soft voice resumed, and at the same time, she stretched out her long fingers and gently brushed the golden hair of the female knight:

"Leave privately from my side and participate in a gathering of savages, you must be punished properly."

Snapped--!

A crisp sound seemed very harsh in the quiet corridor. Lydia's eyes were straight, she stared blankly in front of the doctor, who kept secretly aiming at this side, but she directly covered her mouth.

Yale retracted his palm, squinted ahead, and said slowly:

"If you stretch your hand too long, you should be beaten."

The eleven members of the empty seat obviously did not expect the other party to make such a move, and they were stunned for a while.

"How dare you attack the Speaker!"

"Arrogant guy!"

"You have insulted the entire House of Commons!"

After Bruno and the others came to their senses, they immediately stood beside the black-haired knight and responded without fear:

"You are the ones who challenged first!"

"The House of Commons is a piece of shit, it doesn't exist at all."

"Who made your boss so cheap!"

Eluncia touched the back of her red hand, her dark blue eyes gradually faded, and she suddenly raised her right hand, signaling everyone around her to shut up.

Ale also raised the index finger of his right hand, signaling his companions to keep silent.

When the corridor was quiet again, she said lightly: "This is the slogan of the Black Seat's official declaration of war to the lower house, right? Are you the second seat of the House of Commons, can you answer me directly?"

The black-haired knight's answer was clear and direct: "Go to your X's House of Commons, brother doesn't care."

Yalei has been unhappy with this woman for a long time, but he has never had a chance to settle accounts with her. It is not reckless to do so today, but because he has already seen clearly the weak nature of the House of Commons.

This autonomous organization has only two means to deal with each sub-seat, one is card tasks, and the other is card expenses. If it wasn't for the chief as the backbone to back it up with a layer of tiger skin, it would just be a cash machine plus decorations for the major sub-seats.

Because of its particularity, the Black Seat was originally independent of the other sub-seat mission systems, and it couldn't care less about the little money allocated every year, so there was no need for a bird, a paper tiger.

"Who gave you this courage and self-confidence? It's just that you beat Genevieve by half, so you're arrogant?" the way:

"Crazy - arrogant!"

"I'll give you a piece of advice." The black-haired knight confronted him without showing weakness: "If you confuse me at that time with me now, then you will be the one who will suffer in the end."

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be crackling sparks in the void.

"Huh?" As if aware of something, they cast their gazes to the entrance of the stairs at the same time, and the tense atmosphere suddenly eased.

"Che, the more unlucky you are, the easier it is to meet people you don't want to see." Genevieve and all the members of the Blue House strode into the corridor.

The blue-haired knight stopped beside the female chief, bowed gracefully, and asked politely, "Good evening, Your Excellency Speaker Elunzia, do you need help?"

"Thank you very much." Eluncia kept a calm smile, picked up the corners of her clothes and curtseyed back, her movements were standard and could not pick out the slightest fault.

The two opponents came together, Yale shook his head and sneered:

"A defeated general, in order to deal with me, actually hid under a woman's skirt and begged for pity. If Charlene knew that the brother she admired in her heart had become this kind of virtue, I don't know how sad it would be."

"Don't mention Charlene! You shameful thief!" Genevieve was still disdainful at first, but when he heard the name of his beloved sister, old and new hatred poured into his chest, and his reason was instantly washed away, like lightning Throw a punch forward.

boom--!

The blue-haired knight threw an angry punch, and before half of it was thrown, a plain hand reached out to intercept it, bombarding the air with less than 10% of the force.

Five fingers clasped his forearm tightly, the female chief frowned slightly, and said with a hint of displeasure: "Your Excellency Genevieve, please keep your demeanor, don't think that some people's provocation will make you lose your mind."

Flirting with Yale's anger was just a way for her to vent her own pressure. Besides, Eluncia didn't want to let the situation get out of control.

No matter who makes the first move on this occasion, it will affect the prestige that the House of Commons has finally erected.

"Humph!" Genevieve's facial muscles twitched for a while, relying on his remaining reason to suppress his anger, he let go of his fists with hatred and stopped talking.

At this time, the column in front suddenly became riotous, and many people crowded and retreated to the rear. A beautiful lady in a Chinese dress walked out of the dean's room and said aloud to everyone:

"Students, Dean Benedict has figured out the whole story of this incident. This is an extraordinary disaster. He ordered me to help everyone learn how to save themselves."

The beautiful woman bowed deeply: "Please follow me to the big conference hall, I will tell you everything, and try my best to help everyone."

Although everyone still had doubts in their hearts, no one wanted to wait in such a long line. When they heard that this woman seemed to know everything, they followed.

After the lady left, a squat middle-aged man walked out of the dean's room and looked at the exit of the stairs: "Chief Elunzia, Genevieve's second seat, Yale's second seat, please come in."

At this time, the three of them stopped talking nonsense, and took steps at the same time. Yale leaned on the far left and entered the dean's room for the first time.

The facilities in the courtyard are very simple and dark, with portraits of past principals hanging on the right wall. The fireplace on the left was not lit, and two pots of cypress trees were standing beside the door. To the right, there were two rows of leather sofas.

Dean Benedict sat opposite the door, the wrinkles on his face tightened, his hands and fingers crossed, and his elbows rested on the black disc-shaped desk, showing no emotions.

The sliding window behind him was wide open, and the white curtains were swept to both sides by the night wind.

"Sit!" The old dean raised his chin.

Iluncia and Genevieve walked side by side and sat on the sofa on the right, while Yale took the one on the left as a matter of course.