Paladin of Asgard Chapter 160: 【Holy Shield Brotherhood】

The night was still dark, Luo Wei embraced Shilut, and continued to sleep against the tree until a sound of people came from nearby.

"We have to be ready by noon."

Just after dawn, Luo Wei turned his head and saw a group of people busy on the lawn not far away, moving here and there, as if they were setting up a venue.

"...This is a very important wedding. The Consul, Mr. Plato, and Mr. Aristotle will all be present, so there must be no mistakes!" One of the leaders kept urging the others.

Plato, Aristotle, and the Athenian consuls?

Lovey suddenly became interested.

He was a little disappointed that he failed to meet Plato yesterday as he wished. He did not expect to have a buy one get two free opportunity today. Not only would he be able to meet Plato, Aristotle and the then consul of Athens would also appear.

Ro Wei thought about it, and immediately found a suitable corner to wait, while continuing to learn the summary language.

Although his summary language level is sufficient for daily communication, at least it is definitely sufficient for communication on Earth, but there is still a considerable distance from the level of "not afraid to travel all over the universe", and he still needs to study hard.

Unknowingly, the setting up of the wedding scene was completed, and then it gradually became lively. The newcomers and more and more guests arrived, chatting and laughing happily with each other.

A middle-aged man with a beard came to the scene, and everyone looked at him with respect.

"Master Consul, you are here." The groom was a man of unknown age, with a gentle face, and he went up to meet the bride together.

It is said that his age is unknown because although he looks young, he is severely bald, with only a few wisps hanging from the sides.

The consul of Athens laughed and said, "Menehermos, of course I want to come to your wedding."

The wife of the consul who was present laughed and said, "Menehermos, don't you always say that mathematics is your lover? Now you have two lovers, which one do you prefer?"

"This..." Menehmos was lost in thought.

Everyone chatted and laughed again.

"Mr. Plato, Mr. Aristotle." After a while, everyone present got up to welcome the new guests.

The groom, Menehmos, also hurried over: "Teacher."

Rowe looked up.

In the direction of the crowd, several bachelors in white robes came, among them was a white old man with a cane. He was obviously very old and his walking was a little unsteady, but his eyes were bright and wise, and his smile was kind.

Beside the white old man, there is a serious-looking middle-aged man who is carefully supporting him.

All eyes are on this old No. 1 middle school, and these two people are naturally Plato and his favorite student Aristotle.

Ro Wei observed the two carefully.

This is Plato and Aristotle, the successor of Socrates, the second of the three sages of ancient Greece. Well, I can be regarded as witnessing history.

In just a short while, Luo Wei has already thought about how to brag in two thousand years.

With the arrival of Plato, the atmosphere of the wedding became more lively, and people laughed and wished the couple well.

To Luo Wei's surprise, although Plato was too old to walk unsteadily, he was very energetic and active. Not only did he say a lot of blessings to the bride and groom, but he also played the piano on a whim.

Plato played the lyre, and his level was quite good, and everyone listened.

At the climax, Plato also said: "Let us ask the Consul's wife to sing."

The wife of the consul seemed to be a singer, and the crowd applauded loudly, and the wife of the consul was also invited to show off her voice.

After playing a lyre, as an eighty-year-old elder, Plato inevitably felt tired.

He smiled with everyone, and sat down on a chair in the corner with Aristotle's support.

"Teacher, how do you feel?" Aristotle asked.

Plato waved his hands and said indifferently: "It's okay, I'll rest here for a while, you can go."

Aristotle nodded and returned to the wedding.

Plato sat alone on the chair, put the crutches aside, he looked up at the sky, his eyes were bright, and he became sleepy after a while, and finally closed his eyes slowly...

At first, Luo Wei didn't care about it, but then suddenly remembered it.

Isn't that how Plato died in history - he took a nap at his disciple's wedding and never woke up again.

When he learned about this incident, he felt sorry for that disciple for a second. It was too bad luck that the teacher died at his wedding.

Soon someone noticed that something was wrong with Plato. When they went over to see it, they immediately exclaimed: "Mr. Plato!"

All the guests came over one after another, Aristotle quickly squatted beside the teacher, stretched out his hand, then picked up the teacher, and hurriedly said while running: "Go call Agamotto!"

However, not long after they ran, an unusually tall golden youth suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Who are you?" Aristotle's face darkened.

The person who came was naturally Luo Wei, and he looked calm: "Maybe I can save Mr. Plato."

"Aristotle, don't pay attention to this man, let's go to Agamotto quickly." A bachelor said.

Aristotle was silent for a while, staring at Luo Wei with flickering eyes, and finally said: "Do you need to let the idlers leave?"

Luo Wei was very surprised by his words, but still nodded: "Except you, everyone else should leave."

"Back off, all of you," said Aristotle.

Everyone looked at each other, then left, leaving only Aristotle and Rowe, and of course Plato who seemed to be dead.

When the others left, Aristotle made a surprising statement: "Do you know magic?"

Although Luo Wei had already noticed something, he was still a little surprised when he heard the words, and said: "It seems that you understand something."

Afterwards, the holy light appeared between his hands, and the healing spell gave him faith. Seeing this holy brilliance, Aristotle showed surprise in his eyes.

The Holy Light enveloped Plato.

A moment later ~IndoMTL.com~ Plato frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

"Teacher!" Aristotle said in surprise.

Plato's attention was attracted by the holy light in front of him: "This is..."

Aristotle lifts Plato up. But obviously, Plato was not injured, but exhausted, so although he woke up, he was still very weak, his eyes wandered, his expression was erratic, as if he might fall down again at any time.

Looking at the teacher's appearance, Aristotle sighed slightly, but still looked at Luo Wei, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you for saving the teacher, you are an eternal friend of the Holy Shield Brotherhood."

The Brotherhood of the Shield!

Hearing this name, Luo Wei was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

No wonder Aristotle seems to know some magic, no wonder the young man in white robe yesterday has such amazing power... It turns out that the Accademia Academy on the surface is actually the most mysterious place in the Marvel world. One of the organizations, Brotherhood of the Holy Shield!