Chapter 140 Ace begins to exert force

Looking at the direction of Vigofortz's departure, Lydia's face was cold.

There was no way Lydia had any expression on her face, because the accident caused by the archaeological experiment ruined her lower half of her face completely. At this moment, her beautiful face was maintained by illusions, so naturally she could not have any subtle movements.

Almost all warlocks who knew them knew that Lydia loved Vigofortz, who had been silently and persistently for many years.

Wigofortz knew this, but pretended not to know it.

Lydia never revealed her thoughts to him—she never took even a small step, and did not even make the most insignificant move. Her thoughts never revealed a similar meaning, and even when she could still speak, she would not mention a single word.

Lydia is too proud and unwilling to actively seduce Wigofortz as an assistant.

And Wigofortz never responded because he didn't love Lydia. Almost all warlocks who knew them knew this.

Of course, Wigofotz could make Lydia his lover and make her closer to her. Many people suggested this, but Wigofotz was unwilling to do so because he was too proud and too "principles".

Until now, Lydia didn't know where her feelings for Wigofotz reached, whether it became more intense or dull? She still loved Wigofotz, or just felt that she should continue to love Wigofotz?

But the situation has begun to become wrong recently, and the girls' requirements have gradually become more and more diverse. Girls like Elena have to stay away from them appropriately because she has begun to reject herself to help other girls - how can the help-seeking tasks of one person be comparable to those of the entire college?

As Ace walked, he took out the small notebook in his arms and began to arrange his itinerary: after he went back, he would go to Ms. Lydia to ask questions. In the evening, he would go to the fishermen to see if there were any new pearls. In the evening, he would go to the back of Gaston Palace to find Di Solin to practice dancing, tomorrow morning...

The sorcerer who was painting did not reply, and Ace was not surprised. He slowly stepped forward, kept a polite distance from Lydia, and looked at the sorcerer and her painting.

Ace has been practicing magic for a while and has become familiar with magic fluctuations. At this moment, he felt a slight tingling sensation on his skin, as if someone was holding an invisible hard bristle brush pressing the surface of his body.

"I am indeed cherishing my feathers, because you are all my wings!"

Lydia's hands kept moving, as if she had become accustomed to Ace's way of speaking.

This is not a love, it is all for the improvement of one's own strength and future. I want to meet as many sorcerers as possible for the Count, and everything is for the strength of Sintra in the future!

As soon as he thought of this, Ace was immediately filled with a sense of mission and pride.

"Sometimes I think that your paintings are beautiful, but your paintings can only express part of your soul's beauty...Oh!"

Wigofortz had just left, and did not use magic to treat her, did not worry, and did not even look at her hands or even a glance at her whole person.

There is also this reason why she refuses to restore her beautiful cheeks, which gives her the reason: the intact Lydia van Bradwater has long had the ability to recruit apprentices and assistants. Only Lydia, who has a bad face, will be an assistant here for others.

I don’t know if it is because the magic is not so powerful or because the chaotic energy in my body has been sorted out, but the female student in front of Ace looks very beautiful.

Ace walked back happily, noticing that gaze came back, silently staring at his back.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Ace. It's so rude to ask Wigofortz's apprentice, a knight's son, to help me with such a thing. It's just that I haven't contacted my family for a long time, and the college doesn't let us get in touch with the outside world. I have to ask you."

Ace smiled indifferently, tidied up his clothes, and waved his hand to the back of the dormitory building to his timid gaze.

The power of the lion group is really extraordinary, and it can actually enhance its strength by helping others; and these strictly managed Arisatu students have long squeezed out various needs; as long as they are a little familiar with each other, they will not be ashamed to ask for help from themselves.

He knew that this was the sorcerer opposite him trying to use mind reading skills on himself, and this was not the first time.

He said politely: "Elena, please call me Ace, please. I am flattered by your thanks. How lucky I can be worshipped under Mr. Wigofortz. This is not my honor, but my responsibility.

Pressing down the thoughts in his heart, Lydia looked towards the initial sight for a long time after Weigofortz left for a long time.

Elena's face turned redder. She had been kept in the boudoir when she was at home. She had received several years of closed education in Eletusa. When did she meet such a kind-hearted man?

Lydia herself didn't know, but she still insisted on staying, even if she was just reluctant to give up her efforts for so many years.

"Ms. Lydia, I'm back."

When Elena heard Ace praise her for her "beauty", her face turned red unconsciously. She muttered a few words softly and ran away without looking back.

But he knows something else.

The magical skin care that consultant Mossack and Ms. Trissey refined together was cold on his chest and inadvertently resisted the invasion of the enemy. At the same time, his mind began to diverge according to the instructions of the Count, confusing the other party's mind reading.

Following the familiar road back to Wigofortz's laboratory, Ace opened the door and saw Lydia drawing inside.

But after hearing Ace finish her words, she was a little unhappy: "Ace, you are so kind, but some people are not worthy of your doing this, such as Catherine. A boy like you is rarely seen in the upper class, and you should cherish your feathers."

With such power, when you come to such a place, in the words of the Earl privately, it is like a fish in water!

Ace read it carefully and found that the first half of the notes were small questions he encountered in his studies before, and now they were answered by Juanxiu's handwriting. In the second half of the notes, the same Juanxiu handwriting was written and the problem was written in the same Juanxiu handwriting, waiting for him to answer it.

He took light steps and felt the magical energy that had increased in his body. He sighed at the great power of Lord Earl.

Fortunately, this situation was expected when Lord Earl decided to send him to learn magic.

The sight at the window paused for a while, then disappeared.

I am very lucky to have freedom, so I feel particularly heartbroken when I see my fellow men’s hardships, and only by giving you help can I relieve me.”

Lydia's hand stopped, and there was indeed a burn on her drawing hand, which was the residue of the magic experiment.

The sorcerer put away the drawing board and turned to look at Ace.

After a while, a magic note was thrown down.

Ace smiled and listened until Elena finished speaking, and then smiled and retorted gently: "Please don't say that, Elena. You should focus your eyes on beautiful things as such. Catherine may be from the countryside and looks a little different from normal, but the magic in her body is the same as us, and magic is above everything else."

"Ms. Lydia, you changed your headdress today. It matches your hair color and complements your skin." Ace praised sincerely, "Any normal man who has seen you will be attracted to you, I promise."

Faced with the female student's gratitude, Ace recalled the reactions of the Count when she was dating others, and the corners of her mouth began to curl up a smile that was in line with etiquette and was even more sunny.

Ace knew she didn't come back often, but judging from the completion of the painting, Lydia had been there for a while.

The female student who was talking to Ace had a blushing face. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at the young man in front of her who had a knight-like slender and strong body and a sorcerer-scroll temperament.

To be honest, he couldn't understand paintings, and his family only touched the floor of the aristocratic class, which was not enough to cultivate him with strong artistic appreciation ability.

"Thank you, Catherine." Ace knew the girl's timidity and did not dare to speak loudly, so he had to communicate with her exaggerated lips. "I will check the books as soon as possible to answer these questions. See you in the old place in two days~"

Ace suddenly screamed: "Ms. Lydia, your hand is injured? Why are you still drawing like this? Magic should be healing. When will the instructor come back? If he sees it, he will definitely be worried."

Ace had heard rumors that the stronger the sorceresses were, the ugly they were when they were young, because it was said that the chaotic magic energy in their bodies would disrupt the growth of their bodies and cause deformities. If not controlled in time, it would even lead to premature death.

In fact, looking at Lydia's face, he didn't need to work hard at all, and his thinking would naturally spread:

This is really a beautiful lady... The paintings are beautiful, and the people are better... Art is the window of the soul, and her heart must be beautiful... These are all qualities that I want to have but do not have the ability to have...

I don’t know how good a man can get Ms. Lydia’s heart... No one can reject Ms. Lydia’s... If I refuse, what kind of eyes would be... How can a bastard bear it... Not worth it, not worth it...

The tingling sensations disappeared after a brief touch on the skin. Lydia's face was covered with magic phantoms, and she couldn't see the expressions that might appear inside.
Chapter completed!