Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

"Ellen!"

"Mr. Wolf!"

After exchanging pleasantries with temporary colleagues whom he hadn’t seen for a while at the stairway, Allen walked into the main hall of the banquet. He greeted a few familiar faces again, and then felt his waist sink suddenly. Looking down, it turned out to be Two lower-grade students have already been hanged.

A little lich with gray skin and a little demon with pale skin.

It's two first graders.

"Buck." Allen touched the lich's little head, and then the demon's, "Booz."

Then he looked at a few middle and senior students who stood aside more politely and only looked at him with joyful eyes.

"Abel, Kaili, Xia Zuo..." Allen named the boys and girls one by one.

"Being remembered" is probably a very happy thing for these boys and girls of different races. They regard this as a proof that they are valued, so all the students who have been correctly named are happy.

Eli looked at Alan who was surrounded by water, and Little Dean ran to his side at some point, and pulled his finger: "Those are all students who have attended Alan's class."

Recalling Alan’s mention of only taking the lower grades, Eli looked at the “Young and Girls Group” that obviously included students of all grades, and was a little surprised: [I remember Alan said...he only brought primary level? 】

"It's true that Allen only took classes from the lower grades, but from the second day he took over as a substitute, people from different grades came to listen in." Dean spread his hands, "Although everyone's purpose in the past was very simple at first, just want to Let's see what kind of human beings are willing to come to the academy to apply for a job, because very few humans are willing to come to Kalby, let alone enter the academy to get along with a group of undead demons day and night, but after listening to a few classes, everyone ran to the class His purpose gradually changed. He can answer difficult questions for senior students, and he is not tired of answering basic knowledge questions for junior students. The office is open around the clock, and he will not be impatient to go to him at any time-such a teacher would not Like it?" The little undead said, and couldn't help making a face, "And he's pretty good-looking!"

Eli, who was listening attentively to Dean's reasoning, suddenly laughed when he heard the last point.

Although the little undead listed many reasons for "everyone likes Alan" one by one, in view of the excited tone of the other party when emphasizing that Alan is good-looking, Eli suddenly rose up because everyone was greedy for Alan's good-looking face. Actively approaching the feelings of black-haired youths.

Dean protested this: "Alan is just good-looking! There are still a lot of his crushes in the senior class!"

[Sorry, I'm not laughing at your words. ] Eli patted Dean on the shoulder lightly.He thought of Alan's expressionless face when communicating with the college. In fact, Alan just seemed unapproachable. If you have any questions and need to go to him, he will patiently discuss and answer them with you.It's just that everyone was a student at that time, and many people stopped at the hurdle of "facial paralysis".

Today, as substitute teachers, students have a legitimate reason to approach their teachers.It's easier to find that Alan's cold face is actually easy to get along with.

For some reason, thinking that more people would realize the goodness of the black-haired youth, Eli's heart skipped a beat, as if he had run over a small stone.

He thought about it, and put it down to the comfort and disappointment of "the child is getting older".

The news among the students is always well-informed. I heard that the good-tempered and good-looking human teaching assistant has returned to the college. In addition to the teachers of the college, many students of different grades also came to the banquet. This pre-dinner meeting will continue After waiting for a while, until the appetizers were served and the first main course was served on the long table, the meeting was declared over and it was time for dinner.

Eli was arranged to sit next to Allen, and his seat was next to Greg and a group of undead teachers and students.

Although the skeleton body can't really eat the food on the table, the undead in the college have already prepared special food for this young new ethnic group - a bottle of press-type dark element replenishment liquid.

The dark element and the water element are fused under the control of exquisite techniques to make a replenishment liquid rich in dark elements, and it is equipped with an exquisite hand-carved nozzle. You don't need to drink it, you can directly press the nozzle to spray the energy liquid on the The surface of the bone for absorption by the skeleton's skeleton.

Allen watched the gift that Eli received, and felt that Eli was probably embarrassed to press the nozzle silently while everyone was eating.

After about an hour, the dinner gradually came to an end. The actual meal of everyone has ended, and only the conversation and greetings that were interrupted by the previous meal continued.

Alan was invited to the side by several older teachers to discuss the modification of the finished product of the Dark Restoration Potion.

Eli accepted the warm greetings from several undead teachers, and inadvertently discovered that Herbert was walking towards him.

"Excuse me." The boy walked up to Eli, and bowed slightly to the teachers first, "I have a question I want to ask, can I spend some time alone with Mr. Egbert?"

The teachers who were familiar with Herbert were a little surprised that Herbert seldom offered to be "alone" with him, but after being surprised, they agreed to this slightly unusual request.

After getting permission, Herbert bowed again, and then motioned for Eli to go with him. He led Eli to a secluded corner of the hall before stopping.

"That sword." Planning to make a long story short, Herbert resumed his speaking style of omitting polite words after walking into the corner. He raised his chin and gestured for the long sword that had been worn back to Eli's waist. "About the Sword of Hall, I have heard an interesting story. I wonder if you have heard of that story?"

【…】Eli was silent for a moment, then touched the hilt of the sword, 【That's just a legend. 】

So Herbert immediately understood that the other party must have heard that story.