Chapter 772: chat

The girls couldn’t understand what I said
business as usual
. Phoenix said that no matter what decision I made, she would definitely support it and threw herself into my arms again to act like a baby, but was caught by Kagali and others. Pull away mercilessly.
This week, I took time off and went to the Elf Palace laboratory with Barbara every day to supervise the goblins to assist the team in teaching.
We behaved as usual, and even what we said was the same as usual. This was agreed with the girls in advance at home-we must pretend that nothing has happened.
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At the end of the day of class, we were walking with Elder Jennifer, and I asked Elder Jennifer: "What do you think of the students?"
Elder Jennifer smiled and said: "They are all good kids, but their personality is too rigid and stubborn. It is difficult to integrate this knowledge, but the students you brought are different, and they are much better in this respect."
"Then what do you think of the goblin assistance members?" I asked her again.
"Every goblin assisting member is great and knowledgeable, working hard for the friendship between Fort Witch and Moonlight City."
Uh, where I seem to have heard similar words...
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For a while after that, Elder Jennifer and I were silent, and we didn't say anything.
The previous simple conversations were actually intended to be heard by some or a few of the elf students who followed them.
My purpose is very simple. I want them to help spread the message, and the target of the message is also very clear. It is the leader of the organization who ordered my assassination.
I want him to know that not only I am not dead, but I even care about the elders' views on the students and the assisting members.
I believe that this kind of stimulation will never be in vain, he will definitely take the next step-either to wait and see the changes and continue to plan the next conspiracy; or to send a stronger assassin to kill me soon.
I am more optimistic about the second possibility.
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Before leaving the palace, I was stopped by Emily.
Emily's expression is still indifferent, her body always exudes a heroic aura, her eyes are staring at me faintly, her lips are closed tightly and she is silent.
It seems that she is looking for something to do with me, and she can only talk about things that I hear.
Staring at her for a while, I said: "Barbara, you go back first."
Barbara curled her lips, a little dissatisfied, but she couldn't make her temper under the public, so she snorted, stomped her foot, and left.
Looking at Barbara struggling on the ground, I kind of want to laugh.
Looking back, Emily still stared at me.
Nodding slightly, I said: "Let's go, to where you want to go."
With that, he made a please gesture.
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Parallel to Emily, through the palace hall, turning another corner, and then through the deep promenade, we finally arrived at a remote and secret small garden.
Emily pointed to a stone bench next to the stone table. I sat down and she sat down, opposite me.
"You haven't discussed with me in a long time."
This is the first sentence Emily uttered. There is no fluctuation or emotion. I don't know why, but I can always taste a strong taste of blame.
"I've been busy these days." I took advantage of my ability to open my eyes and talk nonsense, and made a bunch of excuses: "For example, I want to fight monsters, such as going to Dasaicheng to supervise, such as coordinating the relationship between fiancees, etc. Uh? What's wrong with you?"
In a daze, I felt a sorrow flashed between Emily's eyebrows. Is it my illusion?
"Excuses."
This is the second sentence Emily said, and this sentence has a stronger flavor of blame than the previous sentence.
I finally decided to give up the explanation and turned to a giggle.
"You're hiding from me" Emily stared at me and asked, "Why?"
"This..." I scratched my hair and looked distressed: "Actually, I'm not hiding from you, mainly because you are busy recently."
"Where are you busy?" Emily's words are always like a sharp knife, straight into the subject, without any unnecessary rendering.
"Ah, well, it's like this..." I told her about what I had been looking for before but had closed the door. Emily did not speak, her lips were slightly pursed, and a flash of relief flashed in her eyes. Faintly said: "In those few days, we were testing the performance of the puppets, except for my team, no one was allowed to enter."
"Oh? What happened later?" I asked again.
"On the last day, I was called alone to fight the puppets" Emily said: "That's how it is, what else do you want to know?"
"No, no more" I shook my head.
"Our discussion will continue from tomorrow, is it okay?" She stared at my eyes when she spoke, as if asking for my opinion and observing my attitude.
"Yes," I said.
She nodded, stood up, and said, "I'll take you back. The road here is very messy. Without my guidance, you might get lost."
"Okay, trouble you." I got up and suddenly thought of something, so I asked: "I just agreed to your request to continue to learn, why didn't you thank me?"
She just glanced at me and ignored me, but stood at the garden gate, waiting for me to catch up with her.
"Hey, thank you and you will die!" I mumbled: "I remember, even if someone makes way for you, you will take the initiative to say thank you, because Mao didn't say thank you to me!"
Emily walked faster without looking back.
In order not to get lost, I had to speed up my pace to keep up. At the moment I was side by side with her, I looked at her beautiful cheeks, and it felt as if a blush flashed by. Is it my illusion again?
Why did I see an illusion on her face twice in a row?
Am I too tired and nervous lately?
I whispered to myself.
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Before returning home, I went to Rennes' tree house.
The door to Ren's tree house was closed as usual, but fortunately I had the key.
Entering the room, the dull breath as always hit his face, Renn was sorting the paper scattered on his desk.
"How is it going?" I asked.
Ren handed some papers on the table: "Here."
I took the paper and turned it over one by one. It was filled with question and answer sentences that were irrelevant to each other.
"What is this?" I asked him.
"The result of the torture," Ren said: "This elf is very stubborn and has been reluctant to say it. Fortunately, I also have some means."
"How is he now?" I asked.
"Dead" Ren said: "Buried in the Fairy Forest."
"Very well done" I said: "However, can you explain to me what is written on this? I read it for a long time, but I didn't read it out."
"Where?" Wren asked.
"All" handed a few pages back directly, I sat on the sofa, leaned back, and said.
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