She always has such awkward temperament, hoping that someone can reach out and pull her when she is at a loss.

But I was afraid that my somewhat down-and-out behavior would be criticized.

Be cautious and abide by principles, have strong self-esteem, and at some point you will easily let go of yourself.

This is Lily, a contradictory and complex, but also naive and cute girl.

Hearing Lily's words, Elanna suddenly laughed:

"Senior Lily, you don't think that our family had lived a good life before. It's only been these years since my father became a nobleman. Even earlier, I still remember the scene when I was following him everywhere, and my eyes were so hungry that I was dizzy."

In front of Lily, Elanna finished the food on the plate bite by bit and said, "People who have never felt hungry will not understand the preciousness of food. Senior Lily, I think you may have some misunderstandings about me...

I have never been the kind of noble girl who lingers in the banquet and afternoon tea. I have always been the little girl who ran around with my father back then. At most, I have added a candidate knight who has the dream of "to be a knight and protect my country."

This has always been like this, and it has been like this in the future. It is not sympathy, but just empathy. The so-called eating and drinking, etc. is just a dream of a little girl who almost starved to death back then."

"Not... sympathy?" Lily murmured in a low voice.

"Speaking of this, I actually had times when I couldn't eat enough..." Kyle saw the conversation between the two, so he simply laughed.

Lily rolled her eyes and said, "Kyle, others don't know you, don't I know yet? You have been well protected by Lord Anthony since you were young, how could you go hungry?"

Kyle pretended to be deep and said, "Who knows, maybe I was so hungry in my previous life."

"What you said is the same as the truth... You just want to help your senior sister." Elanna said helplessly.

"Isn't that normal? My senior sister, if I don't help, are you still expecting others to help?"

Kyle was eating slowly.

In fact, he was really hungry in his previous life. Of course, that was all in his previous life.

But he still remembers that at home, his parents quarreled over a plate of mushroom fried meat, whether to eat more meat for the elderly or eat more meat for the children, and quarrel over such a small issue, and finally got angry.

That is a poor disease, a poor disease that is more terrible than any disease.

Although such days passed quickly, the scenes of that year were still engraved in the heart of the boy named Ning Ruyu.

And now the scenery in the boy's heart has also become a part of his body and will never be forgotten.

Perhaps it was because the movements of the few of them gathered together were too abnormal, and several dwarfs were whispering there.

Some people have strong hatred in their words and are very aggressive, and they often "go around relationships" and "sell their bodies".

Someone expressed his jealousy in his words, not knowing whether they were jealous of Kyle who had two ladies accompanying him, or they were jealous of the two ladies who had two ladies accompanying him.

Of course, some people also highly appreciated the actions between several people.

This is normal. It is normal to have different sounds in a circle. If all sounds tend to be consistent, or even one sound is left behind, it is either extremely powerful or extremely terrifying.

Kyle is used to this.

He just wanted to see these guys' expressions that wanted to kill him but could not.

As time went by, while eating, they also watched the opera performed by professionals invited by Olean's Independence Kingdom.

Kyle was not interested in this. When the past life came, one of these opera troupes was counted and they were all crawling at the feet of those big forces.

Not to mention talking about money, as long as you can save your life, you are willing to do anything and choose any posture.

If this group of players had not been protected by the Holy Light blocking system, they would probably have enjoyed what the paradise on earth is in the game.

It is said that for this reason, the audit of the Gate of the Lower Realm was criticized by various countries. It is not said that the part responsible for the audit came from the country where Kyle was in his previous life. It was a country that could change blood to white and green, filled with special game audit mechanisms that were filled with holy light and dark pastor.

It is said that because of such excessive games, it is easy to be reported by some parents who don’t know their names. Although Kyle knows that it is most likely that it is not a parent’s report, but a false accusation from his peers.

In short, Kyle really has no way to appreciate such a performance. Maybe he really doesn’t have any artistic cells.

Just as he was thinking this way, he suddenly realized that his shoulder was being patted.

He subconsciously almost made a counterattack, but soon restrained the magic energy on his body, turned his head, and said helplessly to his teacher Lucius:

"Teacher, don't pat my shoulder from behind next time."

"I understand, mainly because I want to see how you react now. Now it seems that you can barely pass the exam."

Kyle rotated half a circle on the chair and looked at Lucius and said, "Isn't that because you are here, I don't think there is any need to be so cautious?"

"You're saying this nicely," Lucius said with a smile.

"Is this Lucius your disciple?"

A gentle voice came, and the few people subconsciously looked at the thin old man standing behind Lucius.

His hair was half gray and scattered, looking a little unkempt, but when he was wearing formal clothes and wearing a badge from the magic monarch granted by the Mage Society, he reached out and pushed the small round mirror, giving people a gentle feeling like an elder.

Kyle was a little surprised. Why did the Bartlett monarch come directly at this time? At this time, the top bosses at their table still have a lot of things to talk about now?

He and Lily gave a mage ceremony to the elderly elder, and Elanna, who was beside her, also gave a knight ceremony.

In fact, existences like Bartlett Monarch are relatively rare on the mainland.

Among many monarchs, Bartlett was considered to be relatively old. Perhaps the land where the Iber Federation was located in the early years was too chaotic, which made him delay the rapid growth period of the best magic learning for a long time.

The so-called coming from behind sometimes may not be accumulating strength, just because it was not discovered or delayed in the early stage.

"Mr. Bartlett, good evening. It is a great honor to see you today."

Lily's expression was also a little excited. She was a devout knowledge seeker and had always had great respect for such an elderly and powerful mage.

Not to mention that this is a magic monarch.

This old mage who traveled across the ocean on the eve of the founding of the Iber Federation and went to Holy Brinia to study the magic spells of the confusion system. Throughout his life, he has been deepening various magic spells of the confusion system in his life. It is rare to see that he has reached an outstanding level in this field.

Although he, as the strongest miracle among humans, has not reached the demigod level compared to the mages of other sects, there is no difference between treating him as a demigod in the research of migod field.

After all, he is not the morally degraded teacher who is wrapped in blue silver in the fantasy sewer. He calls himself a master but has not even studied anything useful.

The difference between the two is the difference between experts and bricks.

"Are you Kyle?" The Bartlett Monarch looked at Kyle with a slight scrutiny, but after a few more glances, a bright smile appeared on his face, and said:

"It is rare for a mixed-blood succubus to develop all its charm towards the positive field, rather than those evil succubusers.

He is very strong, no wonder Lucius always mentions you from time to time when chatting with me."

Although the words of the Bartlett Monarch sounded like he was commenting on himself, he understood that this was not a comment but a support for himself.

What is the easiest way to prove whether a succubus is wandering on evil paths?

Let his fellow race determine whether this guy is the succubus of Evil, or... let a magic monarch who is confused and control-based to evaluate it.

Just this evaluation can erase the unfavorable slander of Kyle's words and deeds by many people on the market.

How to evaluate a person's good or bad is useless for Kyle himself.

But if a person is given a high position in the relevant field and can reasonably judge whether he has frequently used evil succubus spells, it would be completely different.

Elanna, who was beside her, also wisely understood what Bartlett's monarch meant, with a smile on her face and said to him:

"Thank you very much for your frank statement to Kyle. Kyle is a qualified lord and a qualified human. Whether he is a human is not judged by the blood flowing in his body. The greatest proof is to stand firmly on the side of the human being.

I trust him very much at this point."

The Monarch Bartlett laughed loudly when he heard this, sighed, and said, "It's great to be young. If I had a girl like this who was caring about me and quietly waiting for me to go back in my hometown, maybe I could have completed my magic research faster."

Kyle replied with a smile, saying, "It is also my luck to be able to meet Elana."

The Bartlett Monarch suddenly turned his head and looked at Elanna, and quipped with a joking look:

"Miss Elanna... I didn't pronounce the wrong name, you should cherish it too, after all, the taste of succubus is really good."

Kyle looked at the magic monarch with a temperament like an old uncle who likes to gossip in the alley, and suddenly discovered the monarch's unsatisfactory nature.

He is indeed an LSP, the kind of old.

But after changing the angle, Kyle can understand it.

Although the mage of the Cong Control must be a bad person, the mage who chooses this profession does not have some stern thoughts in his mind? Just thinking without practicing is equivalent to not having it.

After all, no matter how you look at the mind, no one can be perfect.

Obviously, this Bartlett monarch has a relatively high recognition of them.

Several people were laughing and laughing below, their voices were not too high, and people who were not close to each other could not hear them.

The audience in the opera stage was watching the gorgeous performances of the actors above, but the few people who were talking together were not interested in this.

It was not until the opera actors finished their performance and there was constant applause from the audience that they realized that the opera to welcome the messengers seemed to be about to end.

Lucius, who had been discussing the spell model and related research on the development of spell theory with the Bartlett Monarch, seemed to remember something at this time, turned to look at his student and said:

"It's time soon, Kyle, are you ready?"

Kyle smiled on his face, grabbed Elanna's hand gently and said, "Teacher, what's the difference between them or not?"

"That's right, for you now, your eyes are no longer limited to them."

Everyone walked towards the opera stage, and Elanna naturally grabbed Kyle's arm and walked forward together.

Suddenly, the entire theater dimmed, and a dwarf shouted loudly above, with ten rings inlaid with gems on his fingers, which looked like a nouveau riche when he went up.

He was like performing a drama, his voice slamming: "My gentlemen, and messengers from the Federation of Iber, today we gather here to welcome the arrival of Mr. Bartlett, the top magical monarch from the Holy Brinia."
To be continued...