Apostle of Cthulhu

Si Wei did not stupidly carry such a large box of things back, but hired a transport carriage on the roadside to help him transport the things back. Of course, he didn't tell Waff about it afterwards and lied that he had brought it back alone.

Back at Balem Apartment, Si Wei also thought of the new resident whom Eugene had introduced to him before. During this period, out of politeness, he had better pay a visit.

After asking Eugene for the room number of the new resident at the bar, Si Wei walked up the stairs to the third floor and walked to the door of Room 314.

There was a sign on the door, black and gold, with four words written on it: If something happens, knock on the door.

Si Wei knocked on the door, and there was a quick clicking sound inside the door.

squeak--

When the door opened, a smell of wine came out from the house and floated into Si Wei's nose.

"Who?" It was a woman's voice.

Opening the door, Si Wei looked at the woman in the living room. She looks to be one or two years younger than Si Wei. She wears a long black dress with exquisite lace, black silk long-sleeved gloves on her hands, and her beautiful long golden hair is styled into a long flat braid, hanging down Behind the chair.

Her eyes were as bright as gems, which reminded Si Wei of Qiao's eyes of the same color, which were both sea blue.

"Who are you?" the woman asked, with obvious vigilance in her eyes.

Si Wei noticed at this time that she was holding an exquisite coffee cup, but it was filled with red wine.

Speaking of which, when he first arrived yesterday, Eugene seemed to have temporarily picked up a bottle of wine and ran upstairs in a panic. Could it be that he made a special trip to deliver wine to this lady?

"My name is Siwei. I am a professor of history at Nanyoku University and a resident of Room 606 of Balem Apartments. I have lived in the apartment a long time ago. When I came back this time, I wanted to visit New neighbors.”

After listening to Si Wei's explanation, the woman nodded gently, stood up, walked around the desk in front of her, walked in front of Si Wei, and performed a standard skirt-lifting ceremony very elegantly, "Nice to meet you, Si Wei. Professor Wei. My name is Al, Lorraine Taylor. If you don’t mind, you can just call me Al. I don’t care about that.”

She may seem like a nice woman, but she may not be an easy friend or neighbor.

Si Wei responded with a simple gentlemanly courtesy and asked, "Do you mind if I come in and sit down for a while? Al."

Sure enough, Al didn't feel inappropriate because Si Wei called him an affectionate name so quickly, which made Si Wei a little confused. After all, he wouldn't let someone who just met him call him "Xiao Si" affectionately. , that would be offensive.

However, in this trial of his, Al's performance surprised him.

"Please feel free to do so. I didn't prepare tea and cakes in advance. Please forgive me."

Even though the two of them talk politely, if anyone joins their conversation, it won't take long for their true colors to be revealed, and words will fly everywhere.

Before Si Wei traveled through time, he had never used these social expressions so frequently. The reason why he had practiced it to this level was due to his lack of mood swings.

Except for the desk directly opposite the door, the rest of the living room's layout is similar to Si Wei's, and there's nothing worth introducing. After Siwei got Al's permission, he sat on the sofa consciously and watched Al return to his desk.

"Professor Si Wei," Al asked aloud as soon as he sat down, "You seem to have changed a lot?"

how? Do you even recognize your original self when you just check in?

Si Wei replied: "It's okay. It's mainly because I know the truth about others and understand the unreasonableness of arrogance. Naturally, it became what it is now."

"Is that so? It's really an honor for me to meet Professor Si Wei who is so humble now." Al's eyes stayed on some documents on the table, but his thinking logic when talking to Si Wei was not obvious. Disjointed, "I wish those old fogies at South Yoku University could see you now."

"Miss Ellorin," Si Wei chose to use a relatively familiar but not overly affectionate title before he got to know her, "I must have forgotten, but... where did we meet before? "

Al said: "It's normal that you don't know me, because the friendship between us is only one-sided. You have never seen me, but I have seen you."

It turns out it is such a complicated relationship...

Suddenly, Al stood up, covering his mouth with one hand, his face seemed a little pale, "I'm sorry... I think I need to excuse myself..."

"Ah...Okay." Si Wei hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet.

At the same time, Eugene, who was sitting at the bar, glanced at his watch.

Gallagher, who had tidied up his morning clothes and was about to go to the Cross Church to pray, took a look at Eugene's behavior and asked: "Mr. Eugene, are you going to make an appointment today? From what I saw, you will be gone within three minutes." I’ve looked at my watch four times.”

"Really?" Eugene touched his head with a high hairline and said with a smile, "Maybe something will happen."

The more Gallagher looked at his smile, the more he felt that his smile was very obscene. A chill ran down his back, and he hurriedly escaped from the Balem apartment.

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One of the classrooms in the History Department teaching building of Nanyoku University.

Jia sat on one of the chairs in the empty classroom. Usually, this classroom is rarely used because it is considered to be very large in the teaching building, so it is usually used for open classes. It is usually closed, but Si Wei has the right to borrow it. As his assistant, Jia can also come here to sit when she has nothing to do and enjoy the knowledge in the books in silence.

As always, she held a book borrowed from the library, with a cup of cold coffee on the table, and she could sit there for an entire afternoon.

But someone disturbed her peace.

The door of the classroom was pushed open, and an old lady with a kind face walked in, "Miss Greenwell, I finally found you."

Jia looked up and saw the familiar old lady, closed the book, stood up and asked, "Teacher Isabella, what's the matter?"

Isabella walked up to Jiaya and handed her a letter, "I wanted to find you, but your whereabouts are usually only known to Professor Siwei. Who would have expected that when I went to Professor Siwei's office, this person was not there! But fortunately, I still found out your location from many male classmates."

"What is this?" Jiaya flipped through the letter. Only the front was printed with the seal of the imperial family, and then it was written in the corner: Jia Greenwell.

"This is a letter sent to the college. The principal saw that it was sent by the royal family, so he asked me to pass it to you. Although I don't know why, if it is really a letter from the royal family, you must seize the opportunity!" Isabella clenched her fist, as if to cheer Jiaya up.

Obviously, she regarded this letter as some kind of opportunity for Jia.

Jia didn't think so. With the royal celebration approaching, the letter sent to her by the royal family would definitely not be that simple. In addition, the current ruler of the empire gave Siwei an invitation to the royal celebration, so the purpose of the person who sent this letter to her is worth pondering.

"I understand," on the surface, Jia still had to respond to Isabella and told her not to worry, "I will cherish the opportunity."

Without staying here for long, Isabella still had her own work to do. After explaining the importance of the royal letter to Jia, she left here.

Sitting down again, Jia opened the letter, which contained two things.

One was an invitation letter, with a white base, gold edging, and printed with the symbolic seal of the royal family.

That's right, this is also an invitation letter for the royal celebration!

The other thing is an essay letter.

"During this period of time, never leave Siwei half a step!"