34 Were you having a tryst with a young lady of another family while your own young lady was having classes?

Previously, the Demons also tried to spread the truth about the magical creatures around Mingao to the Humans in order to disrupt the internal unity of the Humans. But the result was very little effect.

In Octaville's view, the Humans were a rather strange race. They could always be united when facing external enemies, but they were extremely prone to self-disintegration internally.

The greatest enemy of the Humans was only themselves.

Looking at the silent Amiya, Lane suddenly felt that telling these things to a little girl might not be so good?

But soon, Amiya regained her senses, and the light of seeking knowledge shone again in her eyes:

"Sure enough, many things that Mr. Butler knows can't be found in books."

"These things were also seen by me from other books, but those books were very unpopular."

Next, Amiya held the book and asked Lane several more questions. Lane naturally answered everything he knew, and the distance between him and Amiya was invisibly shortened a lot.

The more questions Lane answered, the more Amiya's amber eyes shone brightly.

At this time, in Amiya's eyes, Lane was like a mobile library full of books she had never read before.

After Amiya closed the book in her hand, Lane said with a faint smile: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"That's it for today."

Amiya shook her head, already satisfied: "Mr. Butler should continue reading the newspaper. Other questions, Amiya will ask Mr. Butler again in the future."

"OK."

After responding, Lane continued to bury himself in reading the newspaper.

Octaville had been standing silently beside them from the beginning to the end and didn't feel bored, as if she were the guard of the two.

At the same time, Octaville was also complaining in her heart. Was this kind of behavior of having a tryst with a young lady of another family while your own young lady was having classes something to learn?

Unconsciously, the bell rang throughout Orcutt Academy, symbolizing the end of the morning classes for Nanali and the others.

Lane put away the newspaper, pushed the box back to its original position, and waved at Amiya:

"I should go. See you next time."

"Well, see you next time, Mr. Butler." After watching Lane leave the large library, Amiya focused her gaze on the book in her hand again.

It seemed that Amiya spent every day like this, sitting in the same position and reading books for a whole day.

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On the way back to the teaching building, Octaville was naturally following Lane closely.

"Did you get that knowledge from the books of the Elven race?"

On the way, Octaville finally couldn't help but take the initiative to ask Lane.

"Oh?"

Lane, who was looking relaxed, raised his eyebrows: "Can you tell that?"

"After all, that knowledge doesn't belong to the Humans here. Many of them aren't even known by the Demons. Moreover, the smell of Elves on you is very strong."

At the end, Octaville also frowned, seemingly disliking the smell of Elves.

The Demons were very sensitive to the smell of Elves. Correspondingly, the Elves were also very sensitive to the smell of the Demons.

Hearing this, Lane's mouth twitched slightly.

Although he had indeed come into contact with Elves, that was all before he joined the Dark Corrosion Knight Regiment. How could you smell that?

Back in the teaching building, a group of students also began to walk out of the classrooms one after another.

Lane immediately spotted Nanali among the crowd and walked over.

Octaville was stupidly looking for a long time. I don't know how long it took before a faint voice came from below Octaville:

"Vier, I'm here..."

Octaville hurriedly looked down and found Dorothy in front of her, with her arms crossed. She didn't know how long Dorothy had been standing there.

Dorothy sighed: "Have you been following Instructor Lane all morning?"

"Well."

Octaville nodded: "His figure has never left my sight."

Hearing this, Dorothy's expression immediately became excited: "What did Instructor Lane do all morning?"

"Uh... Had a tryst with a young lady of another family in the large library, and then read the newspaper all morning."

Dorothy: "?"

After being stunned for a moment, Dorothy asked again: "Which family? What does she look like? What's her name?"

"Her name is Amiya. She has white hair and eyebrows like Rowling. She should be from the same family as Rowling."

"Then... Then how did Instructor Lane treat you?"

"Me? He didn't care about me at all. He just默认 I followed."

Dorothy suddenly became a little anxious.

Vier, such a beautiful girl, followed you but you didn't even look at her. Instead, you have a special fondness for the little white-haired girl of the Winzer family?

Could it be that Instructor Lane likes this kind of girl?

After looking at the confused Octaville for a moment, Dorothy suddenly fiddled with the tip of her white hair.

I...seem to be a little white-haired girl too?

On the other side, after Lane picked up Nanali, he took Nanali to the old place yesterday to have lunch. Still in the quiet and secluded corner of the campus, Lane and Nanali sat on the bench. Just as they opened the lunch box, they heard a panting voice not far away:

"Wait... Wait for me!"

Lane and Nanali raised their heads at the same time and saw Rowling holding a lunch box, running over with sweat all over her head.

Sitting down on the other side of Nanali, Rowling wiped the sweat from her head, opened the lunch box and was ready to have lunch.

Lane: "... You don't go to accompany Amiya. Why do you come to us?"

Rowling stuffed a meatball into her mouth and said vaguely:

"Amiya prefers to be alone. Don't worry. She can take care of herself better than me."

It's you who can't take care of yourself at all, right?

Suddenly, Lane felt a gaze on him. Looking down, he saw Nanali staring straight at him.

"Nanali, what's wrong?"

Nanali asked: "Who is Amiya?"

"Amiya? She's Rowling's sister. She's about the same age as you."

Lane didn't notice the strangeness in Nanali's tone and replied with a smile:

"She usually sits in the large library and reads books. I met her in the large library."

"... That means, during my class time, you have been secretly reading books in the library with another girl?"

"Uh..."

Lane finally noticed the oddness in Nanali's tone and his smile became a little stiff.

"Well, Nanali?" Nanali ignored Lane anymore and just silently lowered her head to eat the lunch box. Every time the fork was put into her small mouth, she would hold it for a while, as if biting the fork.

Lane couldn't help but laugh and cry:

"I went to the large library just to read books. Meeting Amiya was unexpected."

"Humph."