I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 30 Medical Room

The girl's face turned red instantly. This was Lilith's first intimate contact with a stranger of the opposite sex.

"Lord Lampard, send him to the treatment room quickly!" Lilith looked at the old man anxiously. Lancelot's face was pale, and the situation looked very bad.

"Oh, okay." Lampard sighed helplessly and put Lancelot on his shoulders.

The boy was lighter than the old man thought, and now he had more reason to believe that Lancelot was not a new student at the Wizarding Academy.

Since the opening of the Wizarding Academy, there have been similar cases among students who passed the qualification test.

Guys with extremely poor physiques like Lancelot are basically the heirs of wealthy merchants and nobles. Even if these guys without wizard blood enter the wizard academy through connections, they can only be assigned to the worst class in the academy.

Often in less than a year, students are ordered to drop out of school because they fail to meet the annual assessment standards.

In the wizard's evaluation system, talent is certainly important, but physical fitness is also one of the important factors in judging strength.

Although Lampard is hunchbacked, he is very strong. He is carrying Lancelot with one hand, and his expression does not seem to change.

"Lilith, how did you meet this guy?" Lampard asked the girl beside him as he walked.

Lilith had no intention of hiding it, and said frankly: "Lancelot said he couldn't find the gate of the Wizarding Academy, so he happened to be on his way, so he brought him in."

"Nonsense!" Lampard showed a disdainful expression and said: "If he is a new student from out of town, he will usually be accompanied by his relatives when he enrolls for the first time. Tell me, if he doesn't know the road, how did he get to the vicinity of the college?

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"This..." Lilith was speechless. She really didn't realize this problem.

The girl looked at Lancelot's unconscious face and now began to have doubts about this boy who behaved strangely.

Lampard sighed softly and said: "Let's go, wait until the kid wakes up."

As the janitor of the academy, Lampard often encounters strange guys, but this is the first time he has encountered a mentally retarded person like Lancelot who talks nonsense.

Five minutes later, the two of them arrived at the door of the treatment room.

The door was open, and Lampard walked directly in with Lancelot in his arms.

The space in the treatment room was not large, with rows of tall steel shelves holding various potions. A woman wearing a white coat and curly brown hair was looking at them with strange eyes.

"Lampard, what are you doing here?" When the woman saw the girl behind Lampard, her tone became even more surprised: "Lilith, why are you here too?"

Lampard did not answer the woman's question, but walked to the hospital bed by the window, put the boy down, and said: "Carol, look at what's going on with this child."

Carol showed a wry smile, she was already used to Lampard's behavior.

The woman in white sat down next to the boy, first touched the boy's forehead, then opened Lancelot's eyelids and observed carefully for a few seconds, and then came to a conclusion.

"The child fainted due to heatstroke. He will be fine after lying down for a while." Carol said, picking up a cup filled with water and bringing it to Lancelot's mouth.

Lilith breathed a sigh of relief when Carol said this. Lampard stood aside, silent.

Then Carol put down the cup and asked doubtfully: "Where did this child come from? I have never seen anyone with silver hair in my memory."

Lilith was about to explain, but when she thought of what Lampard had just said to her, she stopped talking.

The old man briefly told what happened, and Carol's eyes never left the boy's hair.

"This boy claims to be a freshman at the Wizarding Academy, but he can't prove it." Lampard touched his gray head and looked very helpless.

Carol glanced at Lancelot on the hospital bed. Her silver hair made her feel inexplicably uneasy: "Okay, I understand. When the child wakes up, I will have him sent away."

"But..." Lilith finally couldn't help but speak.

"Lilith, if your uncle finds out about this, he will definitely blame me for not taking good care of you." It was almost time to get off work, and Carol began to put away medicines in front of the counter.

Lilith's face fell as soon as she heard this. If her uncle found out that she brought strangers into the academy without permission, he would be punished with a week of confinement.

"Lampard, you go back first, leave this matter to me, don't delay your work." Carol glanced at the boy on the bed and suggested to the old man.

There was an unpleasant smell of medicine in the medical room. Lampard nodded and was about to leave. Then he seemed to remember something and turned back to point to Lancelot on the hospital bed: "By the way, this kid said he

I want to see Lord Harvey."

"Harvey?" A trace of doubt flashed in Carol's eyes.

After Lampard finished speaking, he turned around and left. Lilith knew that she had made a mistake and followed Lampard dejectedly.

"Lilith, you stay." Carol said towards the girl's back.

When the girl heard these words, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she had no choice but to turn around and walk to the hospital bed again, looking at Carol with an innocent face.

Lampard walked out without looking back and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Carol looked at the girl in front of her and her tone was much lighter than before: "My dear, can you tell me the truth now?"

"Aunt Carol, I don't understand what you mean..."

"Lilith, you have never been so close to a boy before. Don't think you can fool me by pretending to be stupid." Carol smiled, and she was very interested in this silver-haired boy with strange clothes.

"Because the color of his hair... is very special." Lilith struggled for a while and finally told the reason.

Carol was full of doubts at this moment. People with silver hair were indeed extremely rare, but it didn't make Lilith so attracted to them.

"No, that's it?"

Lilith did not answer, but sighed, and then looked down at the ground in a daze, unwilling to continue talking.

Carol couldn't help frowning when she saw this scene. It seemed that things were not as simple as she thought.

She looked at Lancelot on the hospital bed again. The boy was still in a coma and would not be able to wake up in a short time.

Carol did not continue to question the girl. She knew that although Lilith was docile and well-behaved on the surface, she had a very stubborn temper.

If Lilith is unwilling to tell herself, then she won't get the answer no matter what.

"You keep an eye on him here, and if he wakes up, let him drink the medicinal soup on the table." After saying this, Carol pointed to the porcelain bowl on the table, and then walked out the door.

"Aunt Carol, where are you going?" Lilith raised her head, her expression a little uneasy.

"Call that guy Harvey." As soon as he finished speaking, Carol's tall figure disappeared from the door.

Lilith looked at the sleeping Lancelot and couldn't help but reach out and stroke his hair.

There seemed to be only a hint of silver left in the girl's eyes, and her thoughts gradually drifted back to the distant past.

(End of chapter)