NOVEL NEXT Chapter 142: Chapter 142
This was true even if Hilda didn't know it.
Sylphy smiled.
For Hilda, and for Alan.
The tension from just now has eased.
By this time, Alice had calmed down from her surprise. She pushed away the stool beside her and jumped into Hilda's arms in two steps.
"Mother! Are you going to give us etiquette lessons yourself?!"
"Yeah, doesn't Alice welcome me?"
"Of course you are welcome!!"
In Sylphy's reddish-brown eyes, Hilda touched Alice's head and looked at Allen.
at this time.
She truly felt that the lady who was very kind to her and shouldn't have been sad looking at the tree all day was in the same room with her son and daughter and was happy.
very nice.
My actions worked.
What about Alan?
She subconsciously wanted to turn her eyes to see Alan's reaction.
The picture that catches the eye——
Alan lowered his head and flipped the book, his fingers turning between the pages, without looking at Hilda again.
His eyes
Glancing at himself.
! !
Sylphy's smile froze on her face.
Exposed! Alan is very perceptive. He must have realized that I was the one who brought the lady here.
Her body, which had just relaxed, suddenly tensed up, and she stood there like a brick.
Then, he turned his neck very stiffly and was about to pick up his book and pretend nothing had happened.
Just at this moment.
On the table, at the edge of vision.
A hand reached in.
It was Alan's hand.
Huh?
Sylphy blinked and was about to turn to see what Alan was going to do.
The next moment, the fingers moved.
Fold your wrist and clasp your thumb over his middle finger.
Let go, fingers flicking in the air.
Bang!
"Why!"
Everyone in the classroom turned to look at Sylphy, who suddenly raised her head as if hit by something in the air on the forehead and screamed.
The white hair between her bangs rose on her forehead and slowly fell down.
It seemed as if it was just driven by the action of raising its head.
"Luffy? Are you okay?"
"It's okay."
Sylphy covered her head with one hand and quickly moved the other hand.
"It's just that my neck feels a little uncomfortable."
The pupils moved quietly.
Look at Alan.
The latter was shaking his head slightly and flipping through the book in his hands.
This behavior was too obvious. Allen combined it with yesterday's tea party and Rudy's reaction when he chased Edna out at night, and instantly concluded that these two people were behind it.
But the starting point is good.
It's just that there is a lack of information, which has caused some misunderstandings.
So he was just a little helpless, but not angry at all.
Gilenu's voice floated over.
"Rudy? What are you doing?"
"Ah? No, you didn't do anything?"
Rudy, who was standing opposite Allen, held the book in his hand high and flat, covering his face completely.
Successfully avoided Alan's 'Love Headshot'.
I can only say.
What a loss.
And Sylphy looked at Rudy.
Slightly puff up the corners of your mouth.
But he smiled slightly under the cover of his arms and palms.
It seems that Allen hasn't done this kind of intimate action for a long time in the past six months.
The fighting spirit that came out of his fingers was like a condensed wind.
The feeling of pressure on the forehead feels like someone is pressing and pushing the head.
It doesn't hurt at all.
——
"Oh? Is this what Edna explained to you last night?"
Hilda first listened to Edna's explanation of the meaning of the family crest yesterday, and couldn't help but shake her head and smile.
"Edna is right, but there are some objective historical reasons why the family crest does not appear on clothes."
"Historical reasons?"
Hilda looked at Rudy who asked the question.
"Boreas has been a military officer for generations, not a civil servant. When humans and demons fought each other, the family crest was engraved on the armor, not embroidered."
"And in the peaceful times after the war, our ancestors took off their blood-stained armor that symbolized honor, and never cared whether to replace the emblems carved on the armor with embroidery on their clothes. Even if the emblems no longer exist, the glory of Boreas should shine in the long river of history."
"Compared to superficial honors such as coats of arms, our ancestors cared more about the territories and populations under their command."
"Over the years, even though the other families have gradually become civil servants in the peaceful era and have clung to power in the capital, the Boreas family, which has been a military family for generations, has still retained its emphasis on the territory and its respect for tradition."
Hilda smiled.
"So, in my father's eyes, the Fitoya territory itself is the 'coat of arms', so he likes to look out from the high tower and see the 'glory' that belongs to Boreas."
"That's why you don't see decent coats of arms at home."
"I see."
Sylphy, Gilene and the others nodded.
Hilda turned to look at Alan, who was resting his chin on his hand, staring at the "Heart of Iron" on the book on the table in deep thought.
"But, actually, there is a coat of arms at home, but it's not easy to notice."
Alan looked up at Hilda, and Alice shouted beside him.
"Where is it? Why can't I see it?"
Hilda placed the etiquette book on the table and looked around at everyone's slightly curious eyes.
"Come with me."
Several people followed Hilda out of the classroom and left the mansion along the corridor.
Walk through the wide atrium.
We came to a dome-shaped building on the east side of the mansion complex. It was built entirely of bricks and stones and was very tall.
The beast maids who had gathered around them at some point opened the door for them.
(End of this chapter)
168. Chapter 165: What is flapping its wings above the skylight?
168.
The door was pushed open.
What caught everyone's eyes was a spacious circular hall.
The floor is paved with neat dark bricks, and the walls are built with gray-black bricks. There are not many decorations on them. The style appears very rough but reveals a direct and refreshing feeling.
Around the edge of the hall were neatly rolled up and laid out in bundles of thick carpets.
Looks like it hasn't been used in a long time.
Near the edge of the wall, there is a quaint wooden staircase.
Looking up the stairs, there are no rooms on the second floor. There is only a circular corridor built around the wall of the building and surrounding the hall. There are fences built on the edge of the corridor for people to stop and watch. Every few steps, there are exquisite ceiling candle lamps hanging from iron chains as thick as arms.
There are not many windows around, and the bricks and stones are almost all dark colors.
But for some reason, the overall look of the hall seems very spacious.
Everyone walked into the empty hall. The beast girls closed the door for them outside and did not enter the hall with them.
Alice hugged her chest, raised her eyebrows and turned to look at Hilda beside her, her eyes rolling around in her sockets.
"What is this called? Banquet Hall?!"
Sylphy on the side seemed to remember something and suddenly turned to look at Hilda. The latter glanced at Sylphy's suddenly nervous expression and said with a smile.
"Alice, you still remember that the party you had when you were five was held here. This banquet room has never been used since then. Do you still remember the dance that night?"
Alice curled her lips, thought hard, and then nodded vigorously.
"I can't remember!"
Hilda smiled and shook her head, leading the group to the center of the hall as she spoke.
"This banquet hall was one of the first buildings built after the completion of the Boreas Mansion. Although its design is rough, the stone materials used are carefully selected and very solid. It has only undergone a few simple repairs over the years. The biggest project was the addition of a suspended corridor on the second floor."
"It is said that in the days when there were still wars, every time the ancestors of Boreas returned victoriously, they would hold a banquet here with their generals."
"If there is a building in the Boreas Palace that best reflects the glory of the family, it is undoubtedly this one."
"On Alice's fifth birthday, we will be inviting all the nobles under our command to attend the banquet, so it is most appropriate to hold a banquet and dance in a place with special significance like this."
As the voices rang out, everyone's footsteps became disorderly, and there were actually some echoes lingering in the empty hall.
Alan looked around, his 'sensory flow' constantly conveying 'discordant' information to his mind.
Hanging ceiling candle lamps with chains;
The overall dark and rough architectural style;
There are not many windows but the feeling is bright;
The echo of footsteps echoed in my ears, making the place more empty than I had imagined.
He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something.
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