Vol 2 Chapter 292: Meri Hicksser

Chapter 292 Meri Hicksser
Five days later, Tyres was sitting slouchyly in the study room of the Grand Duke in the Palace of the Spirit, and Selma sat on the desk opposite him, concentrating on a copy of Cahill's Poems in his hand. .
The Star Prince bowed his head slightly and spit out a sigh of relief.
The shock brought by the library did not last long, and a sketch on the book did not give Taylors more information.
He can only guess: the head of the world, as a weapon that may have consumed the blood of the dragon, it has a connection and resonance with the strange body.
The middle bridge of this connection has become more and more clear:
That dragon name.
But this is not the thing that most troubles Taylors at the moment.
"I went to the Earl of Brisbane."
Tyler’s light words caught Selma’s attention.
The female grandfather looked up and said: "What does Charl say?"
Tyres scratched his head.
"Lisban said that regarding the Freedom League, you must wait for the official letter from the city of Qiyuan to choose how to deal with it."
"But don't worry," Prince Star said with a grin. "Lisban is confident that the woman will continue to be independent and independent. He already has a plan - the Prime Minister of King Nunn is not an ordinary person."
Selma's mouth was slightly tilted, indicating the good mood of the female grandfather at the moment.
"Tells, thank you."
Taylor shrugged.
He recalled the scene of looking for the interview in Brisbane privately the day before yesterday, and he could not help but sigh.
[Thank you for your concern, Prince of Wales. The affairs of the female grandfather are naturally handled by us, but please don't forget that we are the vassals of Longyan City. After all, you are only guests, not "masters" - not in the past, not in the present, not in the future. 】
[Of course, as the most sincere "friend" of the female prince, please also do not have extra thoughts and thoughts, public opinion behavior - no matter what it is, whether it is for you or for the woman, for Longyan City or for Yongxing City, It is very unfavorable. 】
[I appreciate your reputation for being smart and precocious, so I don't want to see you as a mediocre person who has fallen into indulgent desires. I hope that you are self-sufficient and that your situation is not very safe. 】
Really.
Tyles closed his eyes and slammed his head hard.
What is "excessive thoughts and thoughts"?
And "the mediocrity of addicted desires"?
Charles Risban, an old man of sixty or seventy years old, is thinking about it all day long!
But it is very clear that: Brisbane does not want to accept his help. The original words of the former prime minister are "Your approach will only cause Longyan City to suffer losses that should not be there."
After this, Taylors realized that: obviously, his unpopularity in Longyan City has made a new breakthrough, not only Brisbane and Nilailai, but even Ms. Kins and the two maids watched him in the past few days. The eyes are also weird, and it is very careful that Tells even greets the servants. I am afraid that the corner suddenly pops up a masked man with a knife and yells "for Exeter" to rush to him.
To his surprise, for the political struggle of the prince to take the initiative to get into Longyan City, and his "for friendship, determined to help friends get rid of the unfortunate marriage", Puttier is not a hurry, just that The "I understand" expression on the side of the side while smoking a pipe, the face of the "I understand" is really very entangled.
Even the eyes of Wyatt and Rolf have made Taylors have the illusion of being a guilty conscience.
"We are not surprised at all. You know: teenagers have to go through some 'special events' to grow up." This is one day, when Taylors followed Pittlai’s study of poetry and couldn’t help but ask questions. The Lord who spit the smoke ring replied with a smirk.
For this sentence, Tersk deducted all the bounty that was originally intended to be issued to Lord Lord.
Tyles in the study shook his head and tried to drive his memories out of his mind.
"Right, what do you know about the new teacher for a while?" Selma put down the book and asked in confusion: "I heard that he was introduced by your interesting deputy."

Putley?
Tyres, who was immersed in the memory, said:
He is not my assistant, I am not familiar with him.

Selma's strange eyes made a turn on him, and his mouth sighed silently and returned to the book.
At the same time, the footsteps of two people suddenly came out of the study.
"Hey, hey, hehe..."
Rather, it’s the footsteps of one person, and the other’s...
"Hey, hey, hehe..."
Tyres frowned: it was the sound of the wood touching the ground, the rhythm was disordered, and it was casual and unintentional. It seemed to be knocked out.
But it is very heavy.
Just like...
The door to the study opened.
The female officer of Jin Kesi came in and gave a slight glimpse of the female grandfather and the prince, and then politely and low-keyly retired.
A thin and faint figure appeared behind the female officer.
The newcomer squatted slightly, clutching a rather old and heavy crutches, and he pressed the weight of his body onto it, and the head of the stick was stable.
"Hey, hey, hehe..."
The gold ribbon was on the door of the study.
The prince and the female prince were busy in a hurry and looked at the presenter: he carried a cane and hurriedly to the tess and Selma at the desk.
"Sorry, the two ladies and gentlemen, old age--cough--the bones can't stand the toss," as the guest came with a weak, dry voice, accompanied by a clear voice. The voice, as if he didn’t do this, he couldn’t say anything like it:
"From Anrenzo to Exeter, the carriage that was sitting along the way almost didn't turn my off. The boys were afraid that I would die halfway and had to slow down."
"After arriving in Longyan City, I also rested for four days and then slowed down."
Tyres first glanced at the crutches and unconsciously remembered the black prophet who had had several faces, and his heart was uncomfortable.
The prince ruled out the extra impression. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who came:
This is a thin, short, old man with thin white hair on his head and wrinkles on his face. It seems to have experienced too much wind and frost.
The old man was wrapped up all over the body - the word was used because his body was so thin and thin that he looked like a dress hanging on a small hanger - an ordinary dark coat with a white lining and a red scarf. It seems that there is no difference between an ordinary businessman who is doing business in a shop.
His spirit does not seem to be too good, his eyes are fascinated and muddy, but his left eye is wearing a piece of pinch-nose monocle, which makes his left eye look particularly large from the front, and the old man barely hangs a dull and gentle smile. The decree lines trembled up and down with the split lips, giving a feeling of bleakness in the evening.
It seems to be older than Brisbane and Nunn six years ago - Tyres is secretly scared - at least seventy years old.
Putille and Gilbert, how did you move such a vicissitudes of old people who looked bad and unprepared, and came to Longyan City not far away?
"Good day, sir," said Teres, quite a bit worried: "I... listened to Putility's new teacher, but he never refused to say who it was."
Selma stared at the new teacher and seemed to be shocked by the age and condition of the other.
"Maybe he is right, so when you see a bad old man who is going to get into the soil, you won't be too disappointed." The old man laughed, and he seemed to be struggling to move forward. The right hand holding the crutches shivered slightly. .
"I don't mind if I sit down, you know," the old, thin old man looked at his right arm, trembling, tightening his nose and shaking his head:
"The legs are not good."
Obviously, he did not want to consult two people - at least to ask the female Dagong, but to pick one of the most comfortable leather chairs and sit down on it.
The thin old man got stuck in the leather chair and closed his eyes and let it relax for a few seconds.
Tyres and Selma face each other with amazement and do not know how to react.
This is... what is the teacher that Gilbert and Putilet admire?
The old man seems to have slowly recovered some physical strength, which opened his eyes and revealed a weak smile:
"Don't worry, I have been sick and sick since I was a child. It looks bad, but in fact, I have to live longer than many people who are strong and strong. There are many big men who have fought in battle."
Tyres twitched his mouth and barely smiled: "I heard that you are the teacher of Gilbert Caso and Putier Niemann. They have your teachings before they have achieved today?"
The thin old man was slightly biased and narrowed his eyes, as if recalling.
"Oh, yes, those two funny kids, little adults and sluts," the old man paused. It seemed to be remembered. He bent his lips: "A long time ago, when I was a tutor, I taught. Students... well, they seem to be there too?"
Tyres raised his eyebrows and once again looked at Selma unclely.
"Oh, yes!" The old man's eyelids picked up, and the left eye in the lens was huge and looked quite scary.
He took the crutches of his right hand and put it in the center of his knees, his hands licking it and smiling.
"As an opening statement, I think, we should introduce ourselves to each other first," the old man gently looked at the two students with shackles, and the wrinkles on his face rolled up like waves: "Start with me."
"Meri Hicks," the thin old man cleared his throat: "From the Dragon Kiss Basin, the Anlenzo Principality, Changchun City."
"But most people who know me like to call me an 'old crow'. Of course, students generally only dare to call it in the back."
Tyre’s heart moved slightly.
Dragon Kiss Basin.
That is……
"You are from the Dragon Kiss Academy? Are you a bachelor?" Selma's eyes lit up. She eagerly looked forward and looked at the new teacher Hicks with curiosity: "I heard that Shire said that your fame is high. There are many outstanding people who have been with you..."
Hicks first laughed, then shook his head a little, and interrupted the female grandfather.
"Although I did work at Dragon Kiss College," Hick's left eye blinked once: "But I have to be ashamed to say that I have never obtained a bachelor's degree - when I traveled abroad, I used to camouflage my classmates. A bachelor's qualification certificate, I barely got a tutor job in the noble castle."
His tone is ordinary, although the words are so, but obviously no shame, it seems that he is just saying something like "going out to bring a purse".
Tyres and Selma looked at each other for the third time, and both blinked.
what?
"Old Crow" Hicks nodded to them friendly and playful.
"So it's your turn to introduce yourself."

Ms. priority, how?

Selma's mouth is slightly open, and some reactions are not over.
Taylors is also somewhat ignorant.
In the past six years, the boys and girls in Longyan City have experienced countless Northland tutors – stereotyped, flexible, serious, stubborn, numb, harmonious, humorous, pretentious, fierce...
But every teacher knows what kind of students they will face before class. They see the reaction of the female grandfather and the prince, not like the old man who calls himself the "old crow", at least not used. In such a careless tone, telling them the fact that they had forged a certificate and deceived it, did not open the two people to introduce themselves.
Moreover, he called them...
ladies and gentlemen?
This reminds Taylors of six years ago. In the Judith Hall, Gilbert also called himself a "small gentleman" who has not yet been recognized as a prince.
When I think of it, there is a thought in his heart.
"You don't have to be restrained, you don't have to be nervous... I am not coming to be an enemy of you - unlike most of the teachers in the world," Hicks noticed the reaction of the female grandfather. He opened his mouth and showed a bite, though still old. The well-maintained teeth laughed casually:
"Long Haocheng pays me salary, but it is not for me to bother you. In fact, this is just an informal meeting. If it is not popular, then I will go to the north to visit."
Go shopping?
Tyres passed his right hand, still trembled, because of his lack of energy, and raised his brow.
The old crow exhaled and smiled and nodded.
He looked at Selma gently, his right hand on the crutches, and his left hand patted on the back of his right hand: "Although I have heard a lot about the two gentlemen and ladies, I actually want to hear from you. Your own voice."
It seems that the attitude of the old man makes Selma feel a lot of relief, the girl looked at Taylors, who gave her an encouraging dagger.
"Good day, Mr. Hicks, I am Selma Walton, from Long Yucheng... Keke, is the female grandfather of Longyan City," Selma said carefully: "In fact, I am stupid. I don’t know anything, I only read books..."
Hicksie smiled.
"Ah, female grandfather, seeing you really kind, haha, at least, we have obvious commonalities." Hicks squinted and smiled and poked the monocle on his nose.
Selma helped the nose glasses, slightly raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth bent. Tells knew that this was the expression she wanted to laugh and endure.
The old crow shook his head and turned to another person. The left eye was slightly enlarged in the lens: "Why don't you sit closer, Tyres?"
The Star Prince, who is observing the interaction between the two, paused.
"You don't have to behave like a hedgehog - you may always be in trouble, but it won't be today, it won't be here." Hicks took a little cane and looked at Taylors with a deeper look.
Thales squinted and looked at the new strange teacher, his throat rolling.
"Good day, sir," he finally politely moved the chair forward, slightly lowered his gaze and nodded. "I am Tells Comet, I look forward to your teaching. Thank you. I accepted the invitation of Puttier and came to teach us a thousand miles away."
"Well, Tyres," Hicks took a deep breath, and the left eye in the lens stared at Tyres. The voice was a little weak: "The comet is very good. Comet, sure enough."
Taylors glimpsed.
"Right, teach!" The old crow did not groan again. He patted his back and sighed.
"You must be very strange, such an odd old man, what are you going to teach you, what can you teach you?"
Faced with the curiosity of the two students, the thin old man sitting in the leather chair lifted his back off the back of the chair and looked up.
"I have thought about this: even among the many students I have taught, you can't say the most ordinary one."
Both Tyres and Selma looked at the teacher seriously.
To be honest, whether it is Gilbert’s letter
He is the second respected person in my life
, such a highly praised evaluation, or the introduction of Putilit’s seemingly careless and honest intentions, let him see this first sight. Underneath, quite a strange "old crow" has a full expectation.
Snapped!
Hicker slaps the back of his hand and laughs.
"In fact, I can't think of anything that can teach you."
"So I finally decided to let the teaching go to hell!"
what?
Under the eyes of the two students, the thin old man casually and casually said: "Let's have a chat today."
Chat... chat?
For the fourth time, Tyres and Selma released a shocked and intractable look and looked at each other.
what is this……
"It's very interesting, isn't it, one of you is the supreme ruler of Longyan City," Hicks said with emotion: "One is the heir to the ancient kingdom."
"A man and a woman, but by chance, sitting in the same room, facing the same old man."
"Then let's talk, what about the topics related to both of you?"
The prince picked a brow, and he looked at his notebook and closed it silently, pushing it away.
The old crow frowned, seemingly pondering, his eyes constantly drifting between the overwhelmed teenagers and girls: "Well, topics related to both Northlanders and Stars... let me think."
Hicker brows and the wrinkles on his face are fluctuating.
"Oh, yes," the old man looked at Selma with a sly look: "Ms.?"
Selma quickly and politely responded: "Mr. Hicks?"
The old man with the old crow looks like a dagger in satisfaction, then reaches out to the side of the taylor.
The prince was slightly surprised.
"This is Taylors," Hicksell said seriously: "Tells Comet."
"Ah, I know." Selma was a little confused.
Hicks sighed.
"Shen, calm, alert, handsome, sharp-eyed prince of stars, with a pair of interesting gray eyes, but in the fate bear the rise and fall of an ancient kingdom..."
"Struggling and struggling in the dark vortex that is invisible."
Taylor’s eyebrows trembled.
This teacher, his words, some...
Selma couldn't help but look at the second prince, with fear and pity in his eyes.
He said faintly: "So, Selma Walton, as an unprecedented female grandfather in Longyan City, is a youthful, young, inciting, subtle and energetic Northland girl, you..."
In the next second, I saw their gentle new teacher, Meri Hickser from the Dragon Kiss, and smiled and asked a confused female grandfather:
"Do you like him?"
Snapped!
At that moment, the books on the girl’s hand fell heavily on the ground.
(End of this chapter)