Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

The principal's office located on the top floor of the main building of Osmond College, in the imagination of those who have never set foot in it, it should be a rather exquisite place.

Because Osmund College is not only the leading school in Theodore Country, but its element-related courses are also famous throughout the whole continent. It is exactly the same as the Alberta College in Angelo. The two schools have one martial arts and one techniques, each with distinct characteristics.

Such a school is famous for its elemental courses and sends countless elemental control talents to the whole continent every year. The principal's office is one of the most authoritative places in the academy. What about traces of law?

Among the ten people who have never stepped into the principal's office in Osmond, there are at least entanglements. Before they actually stepped into the principal's office, they all thought so.

But the principal's office is really different from what most people expected.

After the stone statue of the Lion King, which blocked the door very well, moved away automatically, Anthony, as the teacher, stepped forward with the first student Allen, and held the door handle.

The two doors of the principal's office, engraved with magic circuits, are just like two ordinary two-door doors. The red-haired man just holds the square handle and twists it lightly. Push the door open.

The whole process was uneventful, and nothing spectacular happened.

"welcome."

The voice of Naguta, the current headmaster of Osmond College, came out after the door opened.

He no longer needs to use the stone statue of the Lion King to convey his voice, and his own voice sounds younger and more gentle.

After the door was opened, you couldn't immediately see where the principal was. You had to go a few steps further inside and stand indoors before you could see the large desk next to the window.

"Thank you for bringing Allen here, Anthony." Principal Naguta first gave the two people who entered the door a smile, and then said kindly.

From the appearance, the principal is a middle-aged man in his fifties, not too old, with thick golden brown hair, only the temples are slightly gray, and he has a pair of deep-set gray eyes. It seems that there is often a fog symbolizing thinking inside, which makes him look very serious at first glance, and it is not easy to get close to.

But as soon as Naguta smiled, the fine lines blooming at the corners of his eyes and around his mouth softened his facial features, and the condensed mist in those eyes also flowed quickly, making him suddenly look like a "serious middle-aged man". Become "a kind and nice person of a certain age".

"It's not that easy compared to this road, is it?"

After thanking Anthony, the headmaster then turned his attention to Allen, and his concerned gaze was quietly focused on the black-haired young man: "You look a little tired, Allen."

"Thank you for your concern."

Allen must not treat the principal as casually as his own tutor. He dared to enter the principal's office with his arms folded, and he only nodded slightly when he heard the principal's greeting.

He honestly saluted the elders behind the desk: "You still look very healthy, almost the same as when I first entered school."

Allen was telling the truth.

He felt that the headmaster looked like this when he first entered school nearly ten years ago, and now he has grown from a half-grown Douding to a young man, but the headmaster still has this look.

But to Naguta's ears, his words were obviously regarded as a polite compliment from a junior.

"Really?" Naguta really went to touch his face, he laughed, "If a few more people say this a few times, I will take it seriously, maybe I will have to adjust it before going to sleep My full-length mirror makes it appear according to the standard of reducing my age by ten years every day."

Driven by the principal's contagious smile, the corners of Alan's lips curled up.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the mentor inadvertently, only to find that the red-haired man's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he looked preoccupied.

"Can we start?" Anthony's perception is surprisingly sharp, and Allen's eyes just paused on him. He quickly caught this gaze, frowned and looked at his own students, and then said to the principal .

"Of course." Naguta reached out and tapped the solid wooden desk, "How about sitting down first? I didn't ask you to come here to ask anyone to write an inspection. It's too embarrassing for me to sit."

Responding to his voice, two armchairs slid out from the side.

This office is not quite like a place where a dignified headmaster manages his daily affairs, but a bit like a private study room. Its main color is warm and the interior light is dim. Except for the two walls with the large floor-to-ceiling windows and the adjacent door, the other walls are all the same. They are all covered with huge bookshelves all the way to the top, and some of those bookshelves are piled with books, some with honor trophies and picture frames, and some are piled with layers of trivial clutter—because of such The number of "sundries" is the largest, probably accounting for the bulk of the total number of objects in the house. They are even piled up in front of the bookshelves, forming a hill.

Those two chairs struggled out of this "hill".

If they hadn't popped out of there, Allen wouldn't have seen that two armchairs could have been buried in the pile of debris.

Rather than feeling that the principal's personal tidying ability is not good, he suspects that Naguta himself is probably a sloppy person who is lazy to tidy up. What is more concerning is Naguta's precise control over elemental energy.

The chair was "dragged" out five or six meters away, and when the chair was freed from the pile of debris, the things that were supposed to be crowded around it did not mess up, as if they were being held by countless little hands The surrounding sundries, fixed them in the air, waited until the two chairs were arranged side by side in front of the desk, the principal behind the desk lightly tapped on the desk again.

The light "knock" was like an order, and all the objects that were in a semi-empty state at first floated back to the ground. The new hill was built in less than two seconds, and there was not much movement, and it was extremely quiet.

"When you reach my age, you will definitely be able to control the elements better than me." Naguta found that Allen was watching him move his chair, and he smiled gently at the young black-haired student, " Of course, this time point may come earlier, you are one of the most talented students I have ever seen."

Anthony didn't stand out from the principal at all. After the two chairs were set up, he took the lead and sat down. After sitting down, he patted the armrest of the chair next to him, signaling Allen to sit down too.

Alan thanked the principal, shook his head, and expressed that he did not dare to take such a high praise. He twitched the corner of his eyes slightly at the tutor's overly casual behavior. Seeing that the principal's face was indeed not angry at all, he sighed and sat next to the tutor. down.

"Do you need to light the fireplace?" Naguta asked after both of them were seated in front of them.

He even flicked his fingers again, and placed a set of tea sets and a plate of snacks in front of Allen and Anthony, as if he was planning to have a small tea party in the office tonight: "It seems that the weather has started to change recently, I always feel It's cooler at night than before."

Anthony may be a patient with a sweet tooth aversion. Just as the muffin drenched in thick honey was placed in front of him, he leaned back as if the smell of honey was poisonous: "Excuse me, this smell makes me really uncomfortable... ...If you feel the need for the fireplace, just light it up, I just want to reiterate my previous question - can we get to the point next?"

In the previous sentence, the red-haired man was actually speaking to Allen.

He quickly pushed his plate of dessert in front of Alan, and asked the little student to solve it for himself. After the last sentence, he turned to Naguta, "begging" the principal to speed up the pace, so as not to delay him and Alan. Lun valuable teacher-student reunion time tonight.

"Well, I'll light the fireplace." Principal Naguta deliberately teased the staff, evading Anthony's request, and slowly went to light the fireplace, "You are as impatient as ever, Anthony."

Anthony put on a half-smile: "I just don't like wasting time."

"In fact, I didn't waste time." After lighting the fireplace, it seemed that a necessary pre-program had finally finished running, Naguta's expression turned serious, and he looked at the staff seriously, "' The weather seems to be changing lately', and it's not just a nagging about the weather."

The tutor and the principal had a "hot chat" at first, and Alan couldn't get in much when the elders confronted each other, so he honestly played the role of spectator and handed over the home of the conversation to the teachers.

As soon as the principal's second emphasis on "changing the sky" came out, his ears twitched subconsciously.

When he was still at the gate of Wende Town, before he set off, the phrase "It's just that there seem to be a few dark clouds clumped together over there, and it might rain later" unexpectedly jumped into Ai Len's mind.

For some reason, he felt that Principal Naguta's tone was [-]/[-] points similar to Rhodes'.

"...So, the information we got before is very likely to be true, is that what you mean?"

As soon as the principal's expression became serious, the uncle's aura around the instructor also subsided.

The conversation between him and the principal suddenly deviated from the level that Allen could understand. Allen was inexplicable for a while, but the gradually dignified atmosphere restrained him from asking.

Allen waited patiently for about 3 minutes. The two elders in the room seemed to complete some kind of information exchange based on their sight. Then, he felt four eyes falling on him at the same time.

"You may have to go back to the dormitory a little later tonight, Alan." Naguta said first.

Thinking of Eli who was still waiting in the room, Allen hadn't uttered half a syllable yet, Anthony raised his hand and pressed his shoulder: "Don't worry about your little fiancee, we won't let him in Osmond's territory There's a problem inside."

First stunned by a certain message conveyed in the tutor's words, Allen suddenly reacted, and turned his head to look at the principal in unconcealed surprise.

Naguta's expression seemed to be a little gentler again, he raised his hands slightly, and made a very soothing downward movement: "Anxin, we do know all about it, but we don't object to your behavior, and we can even help you .”

"..."

Allen didn't answer for a moment.

It seemed that the three "whys" that sprouted in the corridor not long ago came back to the bottom of his heart one after another. He had too many questions, and when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly felt at a loss as to which one to ask first.

"There are a lot of questions, right?" Anthony pressed his hand again before taking his hand off his shoulder, "We also have a lot of things we want to tell you, but we don't know where to start——Principal, May I ask you to take up the heavy responsibility at the beginning?"

"Of course." Naguta nodded, he sat back a little in the chair, and looked at Alan with gray eyes, "Let's start with a question, Alan, do you believe that there is really a god in this world? ?”

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God Calvin stay away from me, ball ball!