She Is Not a Witch Chapter 197: Ruins of the stargazing room
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Temple College, Temple of the Sun.
The high stage in front of the hall is performing a singing of poetry, and below is a student wearing a black and white uniform. Lorrain Hill is among them, but she is not paying attention to the performance on the stage at this time. I am recalling and thinking about the scene I saw yesterday.
"Rosie, Rosie?" a tall student asked, standing beside Lorrainhill.
I don't know when the performance is over. Most of the students started to leave, only the girl hasn't gotten up yet.
"Sorry, sorry, I was thinking about something just now. Is there anything wrong?" Lorrain Hill stood up and looked at the classmate in front of him. Her name was Ingrid, with big wavy blonde shoulder-length hair.
"It's okay, it's just that you didn't get up, so ask if you care." Ingrid's figure is relatively tall and her body is relatively strong, and she knows that she is the kind of person who usually exercises regularly.
Extraordinary people generally don’t deliberately pursue the so-called exercise. It’s not that it’s not that bad, but the efficiency is not high. Using magic to stimulate and guide muscles and strength will produce dozens of times better results. As long as you often train against others, you can adapt quickly.
"Sorry, I worried everyone." Lorrain Hill replied softly.
Ingrid and Lorraine Hill walked side by side into the aisle, slowly leaving the hall with the flow of people, and the two started chatting along the way.
"Is Ingrid from Sanctuary?" Lorrain Hill asked slightly surprised and curious.
"Yes, I'm a little disappointed, I'm not the kind of cute pastor lady." Ingrid said jokingly.
"Not really."
Lorraine Hill looked at Ingrid a little bit. In all fairness, Ingrid is not ugly, and can even be said to be very beautiful, but she is not the kind of girl with a delicate face, but the kind of free, rough, and heroic woman. . In the past life in the memory, this kind of girl is also very popular, but now the atmosphere of the Ivar world is still more conservative, and more respectful of the classical and traditional girl.
"What does Rocheer usually like? I see you often do not come to class. Many students in the class are a little worried about you." Circulated among his classmates. The meaning is probably that Luo Xier is not in good health and needs frequent rest. I hope everyone can take care of her and understand her.
Originally, Lorrain Hill was a girl with a particularly beautiful appearance. Under such rumors, a sickly attribute was added, which is even more pitiful, so it’s no wonder that Ingrid saw her not getting up and walking away. Come and ask.
"As for me, I prefer to read books, and sometimes I make something by myself." Lorrain Hill's answer was sincere.
"It's pretty good. For me, looking at the densely packed classics, I feel very tired and want to sleep." Ingrid replied free and easy.
"Luo Xier is interested in joining the academy's choir? I see you have a very good voice, a good voice, and there are many partners in the choir. If this is the case, it will usually be a little more lively."
"But I don't have much time. I'm afraid I won't be able to be there often. It's not good for other students." Lorraine Hill shook his head slightly, not dislike it, but she has done a lot of things recently.
"Well, I know, I'll ask Cesina in a few days, otherwise it's too unbearable to watch you walking alone every day." Ingrid patted his chest. Opened his mouth and said.
"This, you don't actually need to take care of me like this." Lorrain Hill said in a low voice, with a slight vacancy, in fact, her physical fitness is pretty good.
"Don't worry, just wrap it on me." Ingrid said enthusiastically and confidently, and soon the two reached the intersection of their separate ways.
"See you tomorrow, then." Ingrid waved goodbye to Rosier, then walked to the other side.
After leaving the Palace of the Sun, Lorrain Hill returned to where he lived. She put down the books in her hands first, then took off her golden-rimmed white robe coat, and then sat lightly at the small table.
I drank some green orange juice, and then I continued to look at the information on the table. These were all about the chaos and the twilight age. It is a pity that many of them are speculations by later generations, and there are not many factual records.
I still can't find any clues.
As it got late, the girl couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and began to reflect on whether she was in the wrong direction. Instead of spending most of it searching for the truth in these words, why not see it with her own eyes.
So she put down the ancient book in her hand, slowly closed her eyes, and entered her sea of consciousness.
Three magnificent gems float in the consciousness. The three cores of emerald green, blood red, and pure white represent the power of the three sequences of nature, demons, and angels. At present, the progress of the demon sequence is the first, the natural sequence is the second, and the angel sequence is the second.
So, should I upgrade the demon sequence first to enhance the self-protection ability, or focus on the angel sequence and pull it up quickly so that I can see this gradually distorted world.
The girl hesitated a little, and did not immediately make a decision. She was going to the northern college first to ask the witches in the two towers.
At sunset, the sky was dim, and the girl quickly took off from the courtyard. Before many people noticed, she flew into the sky and became a small black spot.
In the candlelit room, the puppet bear is sitting on the table, flipping through Lorrain Hill’s textbooks and notes, and starting a new day of study. Thanks to the girl, its current progress is pretty good, if Going to the exam, you can also get an intermediate level in the first grade.
Is this the power of knowledge? It's wonderful.
Under the bright yellow candlelight, the bear's posture is constantly changing, venting his excitement. Looking at the timeless handwriting and the constantly changing transcendent core of consciousness, it felt that it had grown stronger again.
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At night, look at the tower of all things.
The stars have just appeared from the sky, and the afterglow to the west has not completely dissipated. Lorrainhill's toes slowly fell on the steps in front of the stone gate, and the skirt rose and fell slightly with the airflow.
She put her hand on the gemstone of the stone gate, but unfortunately it didn't open like before this time.
Strange, Lorrain Hill thought to himself, and then entered the magic power again, but there was still no response.
So she started to investigate. The main structure in Shimen was not damaged, but the switch part seemed to be in disrepair for a long time and was damaged by corrosion.
This should be an important place, how could it be damaged?
Lorraine Hill is a little puzzled, but she is not the kind of person who is too rigid. Although it is a bit impolite, she is going to go in directly from the stargazing room window. The two witch adults should also understand Bar.
So she turned and flew, and the emerald butterfly wings spread out again behind her back, turning to the top of the tower, the top of the world near the sky, the star-gazing tower on the top of the world.
The tall tower under the moonlight glows with a cold pale silver tone, and a few dark green vines grow in the gaps of the white tower body, and the small leaves sway slightly in the night breeze.
The girl saw an open window in the stargazing room and flew directly in. However, everything in front of her was not what she expected~ IndoMTL.com~ The dark room was deserted, with decaying bookshelves and experimental instruments. The floors and stone walls covered with moss, the dirt and dust accumulated on the ground, look like they have not been inhabited for decades.
The doll-like witch who used to sit in the stargazing room is missing, nor the mirror witch Chrissy in a pink and white princess dress. Everything in the past seems to be absurd and dreamy.
The girl with silver hair and white dress walked slowly among the ruins, looking at these different furnishings and instruments, those corroded star instruments and sky orbit models, it seemed that this was the original appearance of the stargazing room. . It is used to observe the starry sky and calculate the trajectory, rather than simply serving as a library and dean's office.
The silver-haired girl slowly squatted down, pushed aside the soil in front of her, and picked up a rusty book case. The pages inside it had already been torn apart, only the bronze plaque on the surface was faintly visible. Vague traces.
[Dorothy Blanca's experimental notes]
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