Chapter 6: You should understand the meaning of this haircut to me!

ps1: The first update is available... There are two more times, it will be here in a moment. Let me have a good time. Hahahahahahaha...

ps2: Well, let me talk about something, why did the King of Daimao still take time to go to school? This matter will be made clear in the future. I will not make such a big mistake... But everyone can think about it and why Artoria, who should have graduated early at the age of 24 or 25, had to go to school after becoming the King. She went to college and went to college or had little moral integrity, should be able to guess... Well, she went to college and went to college... Who is the college?

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Caesar's hand pressed the twig of dazed hair and gently pressed it down. The wisp of blond hair fell down under pressure... However, something strange happened. I don't know what the reason or what force was, dazed hair suddenly stood up with excellent elasticity, soaring straight into the sky like a frightened person, and then slowly returned to the subtle arc of standing in front of the wind...

This... is so tangy...

And here, I think it is necessary for everyone to thank the orcs for their customs... Unlike barbarians who often shave big bald heads, orcs regard their hair as a very precious thing. Even if they have to be trimmed, they must be kept seriously - so the girls of the orcs are mostly soft girls with long hair, and most men also have long hair sluts... Caesar has taken the title of barbarians and has a thorny head openly... So Caesar, who inherited this fine tradition, just wanted to press down the thorns instead of pulling them out... Well, Caesar will only know in the future, what a perfect choice he made today...

However, although we did not make a terrible choice with endless troubles, the current situation seems to be much better...

"Irregular!" It seemed that she had never been touched like this before. The girl was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyebrows and shouted loudly, touching her right hand in the direction of her left hand, as if she wanted to draw a sword - then she realized that she was now holding a portable schoolbag in her right hand, and her left hand... and holding a piece of bread that she had bitten in her mouth just now.

"…hey." Caesar was puzzled, "Why don't you knights keep your appearance dignified? That chunk of hair..."

"It's so rude... you should understand what this hair is meant to me." The girl knight in front of him took a deep breath, but found that Caesar looked inexplicably, "Or... don't you know who I am?"

Could it be that the Paladin is either a miserable or a pervert or a freak? Forget it... let's change to a rough approach.

Caesar sighed loudly, turned around and left, while inhaling slowly, preparing to use the Dragon Roar to broadcast the whole school... But I was so desperate that I heard a majestic shout from behind: "Stop! Ignoring others is not what the knights do!"

...Don't do this. Caesar turned around helplessly and found that the girl was chasing her with her schoolbag, and the bread in her left hand was gone. Only the poor bread crumbs accused someone of atrocities on her small lips. She stood in front of Caesar: "I may have misunderstood before. The students of Rose Cross are from all over the mainland, and I am not as well known to everyone. If you don't know my identity, then it's my abruptness. I will apologize for this, but if you do such a rude and provocative thing while knowing my identity, then I have to use duels to wash away today's shame!"

This person...is sick.

Caesar, who was about to speak out, accidentally glanced at the girl's stable and calm holy green pupils. The sun shone with golden hair, and the knight's posture was as straight as a gun. For some reason, the dissatisfaction in his heart had disappeared. Caesar shrugged: "I'm here just now, how could he know who you are?"

"You're serious?" A trace of doubt flashed in the girl's eyes, "Is there any certificate?"

There are so many problems, I really want to beat someone... But despite this, Caesar still took out a document from his schoolbag. In addition, the four textbooks in it are equivalent to Caesar's coursework. Hannibal tried to make trouble as little as possible under the premise of "not provoking the barbarians," and the plan seemed to be greatly praised by the saints who were idle and frustrated.

After reading the document without saying a word, the girl put down her schoolbag, handed the document back to Caesar with both hands, bowed deeply, and shouted: "I apologize to you for my abrupt behavior, please accept it."

"...Uh, nothing, I don't mind." Well...Why is there a feeling that it's really difficult to communicate? Isn't it a better choice to touch your head and smile and say "Haha, I'm sorry for it" in this case?

"Thank you for your generosity." She lifted the bag on the ground and said solemnly, "But please understand that this hair is not only a honor for being a woman, but also a symbol of protection. Please do not touch it at will. If you already understand and still make the same move next time, then please forgive me for being rude."

OK OK OK…I hope this is our last meeting Thank you…

If the Knights were like this... in terms of personality, Hannibal's miserableness is quite personal...

"Finally, although I have obtained your understanding, in order to express my apology, please allow me to lead you to go through the procedures for the temporary change of life. It can be seen that you need a guide, right?" Caesar was about to leave, but he caught up with him again.

...I asked if you had any intention. Caesar felt suspicious, but looking at the girl's unpretentious eyes and serious expression, she couldn't tell what she was trying to do. It seemed that she was just apologizing - well, it was logical that the simple barbarians in the north should have the same spirit as the knight in some ways, but Caesar had long been no longer simple...

The king smiled: "No, no, no, aren't you almost late? You'd better go to class."

"It's already late, early or late, no difference." She looked at the clock tower, "This is my own responsibility, so I will bear the corresponding consequences. Compared with this, please let me take you to the academic office."

...The final result was that Caesar retreated and met a knight girl with a strange temper and despised the truth. She couldn't get angry at her. This feeling made Caesar puzzled, as if she had a strange connection with the other party. Along the way, the Knight Miss introduced Caesar to every landscape of the Rose Cross and famous history in a pleasant and serious voice, especially the two rows of knight statues on Crown Knight Avenue, with a spear and a look of everything. In the last row, Caesar actually discovered that Hannibal... After looking at this Knight Competition, there will be a new statue standing opposite Hannibal.

The wish of the consul of the Light was probably the statue of her sister, who could be with him on the road to the knights.

"...that." Caesar suddenly had a problem, but found that he didn't know the man's name yet, so he touched his head awkwardly, "That...my name is Caesar."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then woke up: "Sorry, sorry! I was so hungry that I did so many rude things! My name is Artoria. As the school monument says, there are no kings, no nobles, only knights."

"...What a familiar name." Caesar smiled casually, "You just said you were going to be late... I remember that the Paladin's light combat skills include the secret method of charging acceleration and the aura of acceleration. Why not use it?"

"These are school rules... Sorry, I forgot. Since I mentioned it, let's talk about it." The dazed girl nodded, "There is ten miles outside the academy and you must not run horses... This is respect for the academy. The knight cannot use combat skills and skills in non-designated occasions to avoid unnecessary trouble. This is the school rules. So even if I fail to get up, I can only run all the way, because riding and using skills are not allowed."

"...So, do you live outside the school?" Caesar's eyes widened, "Then I can do it too."

"I'm in a special situation... I've been specially approved by the principal." Artoria said seriously, "So you should live in the school."

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"Hisserde Dean! Artoria student from Class 2, 3rd Year of the High Knights Department, guided the freshman Caesar to report!" He knocked politely on the door. After permission, Artoria stepped in with great strides, her voice was trembling, and her deterrence was obviously not inferior to howling war - because at least the middle-aged man who looked not weak was frightened and jumped up from the chair.

"It turned out to be...Class Artoria." The Provost swallowed, and it took five seconds to digest the other person's words. Then he turned his eyes to Caesar beside the girl, "...Thank you for your enthusiasm!"

"Things are all right." Artoria turned to Caesar, "I'm sorry for what happened today again. I'm happy to know you. I hope to meet again in the next college life. In that case, I'm going to go back to class."

"...Thank you." Caesar watched the girl leave, and felt that the little girl should be very tired after she lived.

"Stop looking, young man, I don't know who she is." The academic affairs officer breathed a sigh of relief, and instantly turned from a serious knight to a lazy middle-aged uncle. "The academy still has a relatively relaxed view of love. There are many beautiful women in the Rose Cross. Don't think of this one anymore..."

"Hey, is she a big figure? Princess?" Caesar was stunned and then shook his head, "Forget it, I'm not interested in girls who are not fully developed. Besides, this personality is too...serious."

"Oh, the heroes have similar views. I also like plump people... and a little more sulky..." The Provost laughed obscenely, so the two guys actually started discussing the topic of girls, and the more they talked, the more they became more and more speculative...

"Wow... it's so cool. I've been dazed here all day, and I haven't talked about the topics of the older sisters so happily for a long time..." The Academician sighed, "But it's not too late, you fill out the form first, we've done the main business, and we must communicate well if you have time in the future... There is another thing you need to pay attention to... It's so appropriate..."

"...Okay." Caesar ended up holding a few pieces of paper handed over by the other party. Looking at the empty space on it, he raised his head with a strange expression, "I said, are these things... written according to the facts?"

"……nonsense."

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