"Wynn, how about this story?"

Chris put a few pages in front of him and came over to look at it again with him.

A few strands of naughty blonde hair slipped over Vinn's face, soft as if gently shaved over the heart with feathers.

Wien stepped back a little, leaned against the back of the chair, picked up the paper and read it carefully.

[Summary: The story of a young brave man pulling out a sword from a stone and killing the demon king.]

“…”

Wien put down the manuscript in his hand, looked at her seriously and said, "I think it's OK."

Chris looked at him in a daze.

For some reason, the proposal was clearly recognized, but there was no joy in it.

"Oh." She suddenly realized, "Then just click this."

"No, I object!"

Lawrence walked over unhappily, filmed his script next to him and said, "My story is the best story!"

"So do you want to stage the story of the eldest prince's death and the second prince's ascendance to the throne in front of His Holiness?" Wien said with no fluctuation, "and his two sons are the starring actors."

"..." Lawrence was speechless for a moment and said unwillingly: "You can let others play the role of two princes."

"Come and vote, the minority obeys the majority." Wien didn't want to bother with him.

He shouted: "Agree with Lawrence's script, raise your hand!"

In the activity room, everyone else looked at it.

However, Lawrence raised his hand alone throughout the game.

Stupid Ou Doudou~ Reality is always cruel.

Wien couldn't help laughing.

"Look, everyone else agreed to Chris' script, and then it was decided so happily."

He put away his stuff and smiled and said to Chris, "I'll go back later, don't wait for me to have supper."

"Wait, wait..."

Chris pulled him.

"Um?"

Wien looked back with a little confusion.

Those beautiful eyes as beautiful as amber stared at themselves, as if they had something to say.

But after a long silence, she just whispered: "Come back early."

Hearing this sentence, the smile on Vine's face faded a little, and then deliberately raised it.

"knew."

——Showing well like this is no different from the past.

Wien told himself this.

She hopes to get a family member and she will play a good role as a family member.

Just like in the original plot, you should be praised as the joke and the words you should be accepted as the words you should be accepted as well.

Support her well, set off her, and let her live in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Even as a family member, I should have fulfilled all the responsibilities I can do perfectly.

Although such disguise is still a bit unbearable, but...

He didn't want to see Chris crying again.

As soon as I think of her tears that night, and her sad expression that was very different from the past, my heart hurts.

Yes, do you still like her?

If both of them cannot be happy at the same time, he also hopes that at least Chris will be happy.

——It’s so sad.

However, even if you are such a pathetic self, no one likes it.

Wien smiled self-deprecatingly.

Beside Miss Geli, it is really a worry that makes people forget.

...

Although I wanted to meet Miss Geli, Wien stayed in the school today not to see her.

Instead, in order to assist his teacher and senior sister Oliv, he conducts magic tracking.

"Winn, don't be too far away from us later." Oliv said to him solemnly. "Although there will be other people on the scene, it is difficult to determine whether you will meet a stronger opponent."

"Okay." Wien nodded.

Now he can participate in actual combat, but he still lacks experience.

Therefore, it is necessary to participate in some such tasks to exercise your ability to adapt and earn a little attendance fee.

In addition, he did not resist the mission goal of this time - Cirque du Soleil.

When I returned to this place again, it was already cold and stern.

There were still some untreated blood on the ground, and some items were placed very messy.

Wien was very impressed by the man he saw when he left, and his intuition told him that this major case was inseparable from him.

However, the findings were not what he expected.

All the staff of Cirque du Soleil were detained. After layers of screening by the city guards, no one was found.

"I am Bulvo, the interim commander of the City Guard."

At the scene, Wien met the current head of the city guard.

As soon as he saw his face, Wien remembered that he had met him.

...It was also in a sudden murder case.

Thinking of this, Vanne's face changed.

In the map, the red circle target, was there a dead commander-in-chief's family?!

He was about to open his mouth, but suddenly he remembered that he shouldn't have known about that map as he was.

Burwo came over and talked to Wien for a few words.

"Mr. Wien, I heard that you and Miss Chris were on the scene before? In addition to the strange man you mentioned, did you notice something else wrong? Why did you leave the stage so decisively?"

He stared at Vine without any emotion.

Wien frowned and said, "I just felt like... there was something monster entrenched in this place."

"At that time, I was so frightened that I just stood here, so I left the venue."

"......... Before we left, that person tried to stay and said that there would be a more exciting show later."

Hearing his words, Bulvo pondered for a few seconds and asked again: "So, do you still have that strange feeling at this moment?"

Wien shook his head.

"Okay, I get it."

He was about to turn around and leave when Vien called him.

"Wait, Mr. Burwo."

When he saw it, Wien hesitated for a while and said, "I remember the last time I met you, five years ago, in a tragedy about a baron."

He clearly saw that Burwo's pupils shrank.

"I think their way of dying is also the magic power without a head or tail is out of control. Is there any connection between them?"

Bulvo stood quietly in place for a while, and then said, "I will pay more attention to the information in this regard. For the time being, if I can track the murderer's magic trajectory."

Magic tracking is a very profound magic.

If the enemy's strength is equally strong, it is very likely that it will not have any effect.

But Professor Conley naturally did not launch the artwork directly, but used the props he developed.

Five years ago, it was precisely because of this tool that I used to track down the transparent magic wave that Oliv and Duke Elliott were able to arrive at the empty villa in the middle of the night.
Chapter completed!