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The magic academy is about to be built.

This is a good thing.

But now, Hardy encountered a thorny problem.

Philaire came over.

The cold-blooded Philaire is now sitting in front of Hardy, or to be precise, sitting on his desk.

With her legs crossed, she looked down at Hadi: "Do you think you can escape?"

Hardy said in a calm tone: "I did not escape, I just came back. Also, please get off my desk, it is affecting my handling of political affairs."

Not only did Philaire not come down, she instead lay down on her side, with undulating curves.

It was obviously a cold face, but there was a strange temptation to it.

Philaire chuckled: "Are you willing to let me down? Didn't you like to press me on the table the most?"

Hardy suddenly felt helpless.

His previous relationship with Philaire was so good that she knew very well what kind of XP system he had and what kind of hobbies he had.

"Why don't you press it once?" Philaire gently pulled up the hem of her clothes.

Her white and flat belly was revealed.

Hardy only glanced at it and then looked away.

"You have changed a lot." Seeing that the seduction was ineffective, Philaire sat up and said, "Okay, I apologize to you."

Hardy shook his head: "You are not her, so you don't need to apologize."

"The soul is the same, the body is the same, and the person is the same." Philaire said seriously.

"Then I am no longer him." Hardy pursed his lips: "My soul is even different from before. My body is even different."

Philaire was stunned.

After a while, she said in despair: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect that incident to hit you so hard."

If there is no beginning or end, only the two of them will understand.

In his previous life, Hardy was not in very good health, and Philaire's sudden death directly caused a great mental blow to him.

Even his body began to deteriorate.

In the end, within half a year, he was reincarnated.

Filer has seen Hardy's memory and knows how painful Hardy's last month was.

That's when Hardy stopped trusting women.

Now he has more of a game mentality.

Hardy ignored her, stood up, and was about to leave.

"Then let's get down to business." Filer stood in front of Hardy: "Aren't you going to build a magic academy? We elves will join."

Hardy's footsteps stopped.

Private matters are private matters, and public matters are public matters.

Hardy asked: "How to join?"

"We, the elves, are sending twenty elves who are good at natural magic." Filer smiled and said, "We will also support you with a sum of money as an investment."

Hardy was stunned for a moment: "Are you willing to teach natural magic to humans?"

"I'm teaching you, Hardy."

Hardy's face darkened and he turned to leave.

He didn't want to owe Philaire a favor for this matter.

As for natural magic, although humans can learn it, the effect will be greatly reduced.

And he is not short of money either.

The elves' support for the Magic Academy is nothing more than useless.

Seeing Hardy about to leave, Philaire suddenly reached out and grabbed him: "Okay, I just want to help you."

Hardy shook his head: "I don't need help."

"You are still angry about my leaving." Feile's face was full of sadness: "It's just that I really had no choice but to do that, and it was also to leave you temporarily in order to be with you forever. I didn't expect that Things have changed too much... If I had known it would turn out like this, I would not have left."

Hardy smiled: "Don't you think what you said is contradictory?"

"I know the contradiction, but you should also know that I won't lie to you."

Hardy snorted: "The name Philaire is all fake. The real Philaire should be the gentler and more lovely female elf."

Philaire was silent and looked at Hadi steadily.

Hardy felt that he had hit the opponent's weakness, so the opponent had nothing to say.

He is ready to leave.

But at this time, Philaire suddenly said: "I can use the name Philaire."

Hardy looked at each other quietly.

He also wanted to hear the other party's explanation.

It can't be one body and two souls.

"I can pick some things that you can know." Philaire thought for a while, sat back on the desk, and said: "The thrones of the elves are all passed on to women. The prince has his own special name. Philaire. My real name is Lisa."

Hardy heard about it for the first time.

"Then what's your relationship with the real Philaire?"

"She can be my doppelgänger, my twin sister, or even my daughter."

Hardy's eyes widened.

Lisa explained: "The thrones of the elves are all inherited by women. But now you also know the situation of elven men. They almost don't like to find women to fall in love with."

Elf men are indeed a bit elusive.

My hobbies are too broad and I am too proficient.

There are so many things to learn in this world, why can't they think about finding a woman? It will slow down their learning speed.

"Without the help of male elves, we would not be able to have children under normal circumstances." Lisa smiled: "But fortunately, as descendants of the World Tree, we still have one ability."

"Split."

Hardy was startled now.

Will the elves be divided?

"Only queens of all generations know about this and can use it." Lisa said with a faint smile on her face: "File is my split individual, and she is the only one."

"Not born?"

"Split."

Hardy subconsciously asked: "Mitosis?"

Naturally, Lisa had never heard of this word, but this did not prevent her from understanding its meaning.

"In other words, according to human standards, you are actually Philae's mother?"

"From your human point of view, it is indeed true." Lisa smiled: "I feel your excitement, and I have no objection if I serve you together with Philaire."

Hardy sighed helplessly.

He was indeed quite sexually interesting just now.

But when Lisa said this, she completely lost interest.

Many things can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

And Hardy didn't expect that Lisa was actually Philaire's mother.

Hardy would return to his chair: "Then now, let's talk about what aid looks like."

"How many gold coins do you think it takes to build a magic academy?" Lisa sat back on the desk again, lying on her side, breathtakingly beautiful: "We elves have everything covered."

"No need to go to so much trouble. It will be enough after twenty natural mages come over as teachers. I am quite rich too."

Hardy sat back in his chair, looked at Lisa's appearance, and recalled the days when he was winning gold in the game. At that time, Lisa was obedient to Hardy.

Just like this.

Hardy understood that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could make the elf in front of him return to his arms.

But Hardy didn't do that.

The wounds on the body heal easily, but the scars in the heart do not disappear so easily.