Chapter 140 Ace began to look hard
at the direction Wige Fortes left, and Lydia looked cold.
It was impossible for Lydia to have any expression on her face, because the accident caused by the archaeological experiment completely destroyed the lower half of her face. At this moment, her beautiful face was maintained entirely by illusion, so it was naturally impossible for her to make any subtle movements.
Almost all sorcerers who knew them knew that Lydia was deeply in love with Vilgefortz of Rogoeven, and she loved him silently and persistently for many years.
Vilgefortz knew this, but pretended not to.
Lydia had never confided in him—she had never taken a small step, not even the smallest gesture. Her thoughts never revealed anything of the sort, and even when she could speak, she never mentioned a word of it.
Lydia was too proud to take the initiative to seduce Wigfortz as an assistant.
And Vilgefortz never responded because he didn't love Lydia. Almost every warlock who knows them knows this too.
Of course, Vilgefortz can completely make Lydia his lover and make her relationship with him even closer. Many people suggested this, but Vilgefortz was unwilling. Because he is too proud and too "principled".
To this day, Lydia doesn't know to what extent her feelings for Wilgefortz have reached. Is it becoming more passionate or dull? Does she still love Wigefortz, or does she just feel that she should continue to love Wigefortz?
Lidya didn't know it herself, but she still insisted on staying, even if she just couldn't bear to part with her efforts for so many years.
She refused to restore her beautiful cheeks for this reason, which gave her a reason to stay: the intact Lydia Van Bradvoort had already had the ability to recruit apprentices and assistants on her own. Only the shameless Lydia would work as an assistant here.
After suppressing the thoughts in her heart, Lydia looked towards the direction of her original sight for a long time after Wilgefortz left.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Ace. It's really rude of me to ask Wigefortz's apprentice and the son of a knight to help me with this kind of thing. It's just that I haven't contacted my family for a long time, and the academy We are not allowed to contact the outside, so I have no choice but to ask you."
The female student who was talking to Ace had a bright red face, lowering her head and not daring to look at the young man in front of her who had the slender and strong body of a knight and the temperament of a warlock.
Ace had heard rumors that the more powerful sorceresses were, the uglier they were when they were young, because it was said that the chaotic magic energy in their bodies would disrupt the growth of the body and lead to deformities. If not controlled in time, it would even lead to premature death.
He didn't know whether it was because the magic power was not that strong, or because the chaotic energy in her body had been sorted out, but the female student in front of Ace was very beautiful.
Facing the female student's thanks, Ace recalled the Earl's usual reaction when he interacted with others, and the corners of his mouth began to curl into a smile that was both etiquette and more sunny.
He said politely: "Elena, please just call me Ace, please. I am flattered by your thanks. I am so lucky to be under the disciple of Mr. Wigfortz. This is not my honor, but My responsibility.
I am lucky to have freedom, so it will be particularly heartbreaking to see your plight, and only by helping you can I be relieved." Elena's face became even redder. She was always being beaten when she was at home
. He was raised in a boudoir and received a closed education in Arethusa for several years. When had he ever seen such a kind-hearted man?
But after hearing what Ace said, she was slightly unhappy: "Ace, you are so kind, but some people are not worthy of you at all, such as Catherine. A boy like you, even in the upper class, They are rare in society, so you should cherish your feathers more."
Ace smiled and listened until Elena finished speaking, then smiled and retorted gently: "Please don't say that, Elena. Such a beautiful one. You should focus on beautiful things. Catherine may come from the countryside and her appearance is a little different from normal, but the magic in her body is the same as ours, and magic is above all else." "I do cherish me
. Feathers, because you are all my wings!"
When Elena heard Ace praising herself as "beautiful", her face blushed again unconsciously, and she murmured a few words softly without looking back. ran away.
Ace smiled nonchalantly, straightened his clothes, and waved hello to the people looking timidly at him from behind the dormitory building.
After a while, a magic notebook was thrown down.
Ace flipped through it carefully, and found that the first half of the notes contained minor problems he had encountered in his studies before, and now they were all answered in Juanxiu's handwriting. In the second half of the note, he wrote questions in the same Juanxiu handwriting, waiting for him to answer them.
"Thank you, Catherine." Ace knew the girl was timid and did not dare to speak loudly, so he had to use exaggerated lip movements to communicate, "I will check the books as soon as possible to answer these questions. See you at the same place in two days~" at the
window His vision paused for a moment, then disappeared.
Ace walked back happily, not noticing that the line of sight came back, silently watching his back.
He walked briskly, feeling the increasing magical energy in his body, and sighed countless times at the power of the Earl.
The power of the lions is really extraordinary, and they can actually increase their power by helping others; and these students of Aresatu who are strictly managed have already been squeezed with all kinds of needs; as long as they get a little familiar, they will not be shy to ask for help. Ask for help yourself.
With such power, when you come to such a place, to use the words that the earl muttered privately - you feel like a fish in water!
It's just that the situation has started to go wrong recently, and the girls' demands have gradually become more and more complex. Girls like Elena need to stay away appropriately, because she has begun to exclude herself from helping other girls - what about a help-seeking mission produced by one person? What about the girls who can compete with the entire academy?
As he walked, Ace took out the small notebook in his arms and began to arrange the itinerary: after returning, he would go to Ms. Lydia to ask questions, in the evening he would go to the fishermen to see if there were any new pearls, and in the evening he would go to Garstang. Behind the palace, I will find Disorin to practice dancing. Tomorrow morning...
this is not about love and love. It is all for the improvement of my own strength and future. I want to get to know as many sorceresses as possible for the sake of the earl. Everything is for the future. The power of Sintra!
As soon as he thought of this, Aiston was suddenly filled with a sense of mission and pride.
Following the familiar road back to Wilgefortz's laboratory, Ace opened the door and immediately saw Lydia drawing inside.
Ace knew she didn't come back often, but judging from the completion of the painting, Lydia had been staying for a while.
"Ms. Lydia, I'm back."
The sorceress who was painting did not reply, and Ace was not surprised. He walked forward slowly, keeping a polite distance from Lydia, and looked at the sorceress and her. painting.
To be honest, he couldn't understand painting. His family background only touched the floor of the aristocratic class, which was not enough to cultivate him a strong art appreciation ability.
But he knew something else.
"Ms. Lydia, you have changed into a new headdress today. It matches your hair color and matches your skin very well." Ace praised sincerely, "Any normal man who sees you will be impressed. You are attracted, I promise."
Lydia kept moving her hands, as if she was used to Ace's way of speaking.
"Sometimes I think that your paintings are beautiful, but your paintings can only express part of the beauty of your soul... Oops!" Ace suddenly exclaimed
: "Ms. Lydia, your hands Injured? Why are you still drawing like this? Magic should be able to cure it. When will the mentor come back? He will be worried if he sees it."
Lydia's hand stopped and was on top of her drawing hand. There was indeed a burn, a remnant of a magical experiment.
As soon as Vilgefortz left, he didn't use magic to treat her, didn't worry, and didn't even look at her hands or even her whole body.
The sorceress put away her drawing board and turned to look at Ace.
Ace has been practicing magic for a while and is already familiar with the fluctuations of magic power. At this moment, he felt a slight tingling sensation on his skin, as if someone was pressing the surface of his body with an invisible hard-bristled brush.
He knew that this was the sorceress on the other side trying to use mind reading on him. This was not the first time.
Fortunately, the Earl had already anticipated this situation when he decided to send himself to learn magic.
The magic talisman refined by Advisor Mossak and Ms. Triss is cold on the chest, inadvertently resisting the enemy's invasion. At the same time, his mind began to diverge according to the earl's instructions, confusing the other party's mind reading.
In fact, looking at Lidia's face, he didn't need to put much effort at all, and his thoughts would naturally spread out:
This is really a beautiful lady... The paintings are beautiful, and the people are even better... Art is The window to the soul, her heart must be Maggi... These are the qualities that I want to possess but am not capable of possessing... I
don’t know what kind of outstanding man can win Ms. Lydia’s heart... No one can refuse Lidya Ms. Ya... What kind of blindness would he be if he refused... What kind of bastard would bear it... It's not worth it, it's not worth it...
Those tingling sensations disappeared after a brief contact on the skin, Li Dia's face was shrouded in a magical phantom, and it was difficult to see the possible expressions inside.
(End of chapter)