bullyxtreme The Eve of Chapter 187 (1)
The Eve of Chapter 187 (1)
Ten minutes later, the scholars from the Papal House left the Zubair Theater and headed away in the direction of the Papal House.
It seems that the scholar must be in a very good mood after a friendly and cordial debate.
Hmm, I'm so happy my legs are trembling a little.
He had every reason to suspect that he would be expelled from the church tomorrow for stepping in with his left foot first.
What? The right foot went first?
Those who dare to step into the ecclesiastical court today will dare to step on the head of the wise leader of Mount Sumeru, Azhar, tomorrow. They must be severely punished as a warning to others.
The scholar looked as if he had lost his parents, and dejectedly prepared to return to the Church.
This is probably really the end for them.
"Since they have no right to argue with you, what about me?"
A few minutes earlier, an "unemployed" man who was strolling around the Grand Bazaar inspecting the preparations for the Flower Goddess Festival patted the scholar on the shoulder with a friendly look in his eyes.
Listen to this! What kind of talk is this?!
The Acting Sage of the Sulun School of the Faith Council, an unprecedented genius who graduated from all six schools of thought, and the second most powerful figure in the Faith Council after the Great Sage Azhar, is going to have a debate with a second-rate scholar who hasn't even reached the level of Habantha.
This is not cowardice, nor is it following one's heart, nor is it a lack of academic courage; it is called emergency risk avoidance.
However, the ban on public artistic performances was, after all, an order from the Great Sage, and the troubled scholar had no choice but to return to the Papal House to report to Azar.
However, upon hearing the news, Hazard merely frowned, waved his hand dismissively, and indicated that it was nothing to worry about.
Hazard had already heard some of the anecdotes about his students, and the ban was only to maintain order in the city and ensure that the upcoming ascension plan could proceed smoothly.
He was happy to turn a blind eye to trivial matters like artistic performances, as long as they weren't excessively outrageous.
Ultimately, their relationship was more like mutual exploitation.
In transactions where everyone gets what they want, appropriate concessions can also make the internal relations of interest groups more harmonious, a principle that Hazard, who has been in the clergy for many years, is well aware of.
He would really have a headache if his genius student wasn't interested in anything.
Now that we've come this far, as long as we get through the eve of the Ascension Plan smoothly, any cost can be temporarily set aside.
Everyone has a bright future, don't they?
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On the other side, in the Grand Bazaar, at the Zubair Theater.
"You've stolen all the limelight again."
Dixia patted Mufeng's shoulder with a grin, her face practically screaming "I'm so relieved!"
Indeed, evil people will always be punished by evil people... uh, she meant that good and evil will eventually be rewarded... ah, that doesn't seem right either.
In short, that's the gist of it. As for using veiled criticism, well, how could that be?
Someone is just deeply sinful; she thinks the young lady's basement plan is very practical.
Mu Feng pushed away the girl's careless hand with a dark expression. He was utterly skeptical that there wasn't some personal grudge involved.
“Little Dixia, I think it’s necessary to ask Senior Farusan to give you a proper lesson in language skills.”
Upon hearing this, Dixia's expression immediately fell.
Instead of spending most of the day studying those cryptic, enigmatic texts, it would be better to send her out of the city to clear out a few vicious treasure-hunting camps.
Especially during her time in the desert, the seemingly stern senior colleague spoke more than twenty languages, which left her with considerable psychological trauma.
"If that's the case, I agree."
Beside her, Dina Zede covered her mouth and chuckled, while also winking playfully at Dixia, who had an incredulous expression on her face.
Who went out to play alone yesterday while she was stuck at home doing her homework? The young lady doesn't know.
"Miss, I protest! You can't do this!"
"Hmph, majority rule applies, protest overruled!"
Watching her friends playfully bickering, Nilu, who was already used to it, simply smiled and stood quietly to the side with her hands behind her back, enjoying this rare and wonderful time.
Many years ago, it was the same Flower Goddess Festival.
Back then, Dina Zede, who was suffering from the Demon Scale Disease, was still very weak and couldn't jump around as freely as she can now.
Due to the prohibition of the Faculty, the Flower Knight was unable to receive the deity, and the carefully prepared Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival ended in regret.
But this year will be different, right?
When the sun sets and rises again, she will offer the most beautiful dance of the goddess of flowers to the gods.
After all these years, the girl who held a Yalda candy and clung to her brother's sleeve while watching the performance is finally about to realize her dream.
Everything is changing. They are growing up, the flavors of Yalda candy are becoming more diverse, and the performers are no longer the same as before.
But the only thing that remains unchanged is the warmth that protects you.
"How are you? Nel has a performance tomorrow, are you nervous?"
Feeling the familiar presence behind her, the girl leaned back slightly and raised her cheeks coquettishly.
"Hmm... there is a little bit."
"After all, this is the first time I've performed alone away from my teacher."
Mu Feng smiled helplessly, then suddenly recalled a little incident at the farewell party for the former Grand Bazaar dancer.
He swore that he really just wanted to retrieve a plate of pudding remotely, and as for the lady at the banquet's heartfelt words... well, that was just an accident.
On the surface: I express my sincere regret at leaving my beloved dance career.
In my heart: Finally, I can retire. Hmph, goodbye to nine-to-five, never again.
Poor little Nilu, she won't know how precious a vacation is until she's my age.
"What is Brother Mufeng laughing at?"
Nilu blinked her big, light blue eyes in his arms. Mu Feng, who had come to his senses, coughed twice and looked mysterious.
"Sigh, I'm thinking of something happy."
Nilu puffed out her cheeks, and did it again.
It seems Brother Mufeng has many secrets. I wish he had abilities like Lord Little Lucky Grass King.
She really wanted to see just how many pieces that philandering playboy's heart had been broken into.
By the way, I heard that someone in Nata is very good at growing radishes. Should I go and find out about it?
On the other side, Dina Zede, who had just reached a non-aggression agreement with Dixia, turned around only to find that her best friend Nel had already quietly run away.
Nilu, you're bad!
The girl's cheeks were puffed out. What happened to the united front? What happened to standing together against a common enemy?
Where does the most basic trust between people lie?
"Niruru, make some room for me."
"Um... but I haven't had enough time yet... Ugh, Dina Zede, don't push me..."
This little boat of friendship capsizes so easily.
Standing to the side, Dixia shook her head with feigned maturity, picked up her greatsword, and ran off to steal a drink.
She's more rational; when it comes to romance, nothing beats a good glass of wine.
She wouldn't be like the young lady... probably.
……