Mortal Epic of Douluo

"Huh? What did you say?"

Atreus suspected that he had heard wrongly. Was this girl named Fraser suffering from some kind of chuunibyou? In the morning, she also said something like "I am the daughter of ****'s promise" and "Call me Earl".

, and now she wants Atreus to be her knight.

Unexpectedly, Fraser looked at him very seriously, "I said, you can be my knight."

"Um...first of all, I won't say hello."

"I know, your name is Atreus, I remember it."

"As long as you know," Atreus didn't know what the little girl was thinking, but he had no interest in, and even hated, being her knight. "I'm just a humble commoner. Your Excellency, it's better not to amuse yourself."

Me."

After that, Atreus bypassed Fraser and continued towards the canteen.

The cafeteria of Bloomington Junior Soul Master College is very large, and the layout is similar to the cafeteria of Notting College where Tang San was in Atreus's memory. The food sold on the first floor is all big pot rice, and only working-study students and self-financed students with poorer family conditions are the only ones.

Only people spend money here. Most of the people who come in and out of the second floor are self-financing students from well-off families or children of aristocrats.

A group of people from Ershe arrived at the canteen late and bought their meals without queuing.

"Oscar."

Before he could sit down, Oscar was stopped by someone. Atreus thought someone was coming to provoke him again, but he saw Oscar put down the plate in his hand with excitement and hugged the person who stopped him.

"Liu Yan, you're here!"

"When I arrived, I didn't find you in the dormitory. I asked the people in the dormitory next door, and then I went directly to the cafeteria."

"Arui~" After Oscar greeted him, he pulled Atreus over and introduced: "This is the Liu Yan I told you I met in the Soul Hunting Forest."

Oscar did mention him, and Ennid also admired this boy that Atreus had never seen before, and wrote a letter of recommendation for him, so that he could transfer here from the Borno Junior Soul Master Academy to obtain

Better education and cultivation environment.

Oscar patted Liu Yan on the shoulder and pointed to the boys in the second dormitory, "These are my roommates. We are all work-study students. We will help each other in the future. Can you introduce yourself?"

Liu Yan: "..."

Crowd: "..."

Oscar patted his forehead speechlessly. He had forgotten that Liu Yan was a boring gourd. If they hadn't sent letters to each other frequently in the past two months, he would never have said more than ten words when they just said hello.

"Hehehehe," Oscar smiled awkwardly, "His name is Liu Yan, he is from Borno like me, he is in the third grade. His martial spirit is... um... fire.

Sheep, like me, he also broke through to the Soul Warrior level 11."

"It's not a sheep with fire... I gave my martial spirit a name, called [Flame Ram]." Liu Yan expressed dissatisfaction with Oscar's naming standards and added in a buzzing voice.

One sentence: "Level 12."

"hiss--"

Everyone in the second house took a breath of cold air. Although Liu Yan was two levels older than them, they were still very surprised when a twelfth-level soul master stood in front of them.

Sewell has the deepest understanding among them. As far as he knows, there is currently no student under the fifth grade among the work-study students who has broken through to the soul. Among the self-financed students, the youngest person who has broken through to the soul is also in the fourth grade.

Looking at it this way, if two twelfth-level soul masters from my work-study program are in charge, wouldn't it be my advantage to have a fight with the younger students in the future?

Sevier happily wanted to sit down with him. They chose a large table that could accommodate fourteen people. It was not only enough to sit, but also had two empty seats. The boys sat down one after another, Atreus, Oscar

, Liu Yan sat side by side, Sewell walked over to them with a grin and was about to sit down, when a cold voice with a hint of arrogance interrupted him.

"Get up, I want to sit here."

The boys stopped eating and looked up. A blond girl about the same age as them was walking towards here carrying a delicate dinner plate.

If the person he was talking to was a boy, whether he was a work-study student or a noble student, Sevier would have to do some theory or physics theory. But since it was a girl, Sevier still felt that it didn’t matter if he gave in.

There is also room, so you can move your feet.

Before Sewell could sit down, the girl spoke again: "You, find another table. I don't want anyone to sit next to me."

Sewell held back his anger and said, "Are you deliberately looking for trouble? Are you going to sit down?"

"If you leave, I will naturally sit down."

"Then what if I don't leave?"

Fraser gently placed his dinner plate on the table and said calmly: "I am born with level 8, you can't beat me."

"..."

Sewell was silent. If he was really born at level 8, he really couldn't beat him, but if he gave in now, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?

"Sevier, please sit down." At the critical moment, Atreus stepped forward to save the situation. He picked up his dinner plate and looked at Fraser, "Looking for me?"

Fraser raised her delicate little chin and nodded slightly.

After confirming her purpose, Atreus didn't say anything more and walked towards an empty table with his own plate. Fraser followed behind.

After sitting down, Fraser didn't say anything, but ate his meal slowly and elegantly. Atreus naturally started to eat his lunch.

Boys always eat faster than girls. After Atreus finished eating in three or two times, he sat and waited. Not long after, Fraser also finished eating. She took out a plain white card from her chest.

With a silk handkerchief, he gently wiped the corners of his mouth and asked: "Why don't you want to be my knight?"

Atreus's attention was on her hands. They were a pair of beautiful hands, tender and green, with no trace of work. Oscar's biggest wish before was to become a soul master so that his mother Sophia could have everything without having to work.

A pair of hands as white and tender as a countess.

Fraser also noticed where Atreus was looking, but seemed to have misunderstood the meaning, "Do you like my hand? It's beautiful, right? If you are willing to be my knight, I can allow you to kiss it."

Atreus shook his head, "Your hands are indeed beautiful, but I don't like them, and I have no interest in being your knight."

Fraser was about to say something, but Atreus stretched out his hand in front of her, "I heard everything you said downstairs in the teaching building this morning. Since you are a count, you will naturally not lack followers. I believe

There are a lot of noble children who are willing. But I am different. I come from a poor rural area and grew up under the oppression of the nobles. So no matter what your purpose is, my answer is - no."