Mystic Holy See

Andrea was stunned, and her tone fluctuated, "Excuse me, can you say it again?"

The staff gave her a strange look and said again willingly, "Aldrich Alfred."

Andrea was finally convinced that she heard it right!

Part of her eyes lost focus, and she murmured that impressive name.

"Aldridge... Aldridge..."

Why does this name appear here?

No, it can't be him... He should still be in Huodu.

But how could it be so coincidental? Not only the last name, but also the first name.

Is it really him?

No... It's still impossible, even if he came to Spurs, he would never become a lecturer at Spurs.

The budding emotions that Andrea had finally let go of were brought up by the name again, making her mind cluttered.

"Classmate? Classmate?"

Andrea came back to her senses and hurriedly said, "Excuse me, what did you say?"

She vaguely heard what the other party said, but her attention wasn't here at all just now.

The staff was helpless and could only repeat: "I said, this course is only available to students in the first and second years. You are in the third year and cannot choose this course."

Andrea was stunned for a moment and said anxiously, "I'm an exchange student, should I have the right to elect all courses?"

The staff took out the file and rummaged through it for a while, then nodded suddenly, "Indeed, wait a minute... Okay, I've chosen it for you."

Andrea breathed a sigh of relief, straightened the hair around her ears, and said seriously, "Thank you."

"you are welcome."

After she came out of the Academic Affairs Office, Andrea still didn't come back to her senses.

"It shouldn't be you... It shouldn't be."

……

Aldrich came to the office in the administrative building. Abel's office next door was not listed this time, and he didn't know if he was there.

Putting things down, Aldridge knocked on the door.

The door opened a crack, and the sleepy-eyed Abel stuck his head out from inside, with mucus in the corner of his eyes, and it was hard to see who was coming.

Aldrich couldn't help laughing. This guy slept in the office last night.

"Aldrich, good morning." Abel raised his hand, obviously wearing pajamas.

"Good morning, I bought breakfast, do you want to eat it together?" Aldridge asked, raising the bag he was carrying.

"Oh! Great, I'm feeling hungry!" Abel rubbed his eyes and exclaimed excitedly.

"Come to my side? You haven't cleaned up yet." Aldridge suggested, in fact, he didn't want to eat while watching the strange scenery.

"Okay, I'll pack up and come here!"

After speaking, Abel hurried back to the room.

Aldridge shrugged, went back to the office, laid out breakfast, and poured milk into a glass.

Abel moved quickly and ran over from the next room in three minutes, with a bit of toothpaste foaming at the corners of his mouth, and the buttons of the shirt he hurriedly put on were crooked.

"It's great, I love it all!" Abel sat on the sofa and took a bite of a piece of white bread first.

Aldridge didn't mind Abel's familiarity, but felt that it wasn't embarrassing, which was good.

"Did you sleep in the office last night?" Aldrich pushed the milk to him and asked naturally.

"Well," Abel squeaked, "I came to the office yesterday to read a new anatomy paper, and I just slept in the office. This is a common occurrence."

Aldridge asked 'curiously', "Anything new?"

When it comes to this kind of problem, Abel did not hesitate, put down the sausage in his hand and started to talk: "A new organization, it is still uncertain about its role in the body, but the method used by the author of the paper is worth learning, do you know……"

Aldridge's temptation produced a chattering result, but he had to listen, nodding and responding.

"I plan to start trying it soon, and wait for a new batch of corpses to arrive in two days... Ha! A new organization, I can't wait to see her with my own eyes!"

Abel ended up with such determination, and he didn't feel that he had said too much, and continued to start eating in big mouthfuls with a happy expression.

Aldrich avoided the visual discomfort, but was finally compensated by Abel's auditory discomfort. He stopped touching the delicious sausages and ate white bread and asked:

"Abel, have you heard of 'Night Armor'?"

"Of course," Abel gave him a strange look and asked, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"On the way here just now, I heard some students talking, as if it appeared again last night." Aldridge said casually, pretending to know nothing.

"It appeared again..." Abel pouted.

"Tell me about it? It sounds interesting."

Abel ate the last bite of white bread, licking his fingers, and said: "It's not interesting, it should have first appeared in the middle of the night three years ago, a student couple was doing things in the school garden, and the result was Just bumped into an armor that could walk on its own, and scared half to death."

"Are they okay?" Aldridge asked.

"No, the armor just moves, but it hasn't attacked anyone." Abel shook his head and said, "I thought they were joking, but seven or eight people saw it one after another, which made people believe it."

Not attacking people?

Aldridge has a bit of a toothache, so what happened last night...Is my face sneering at it?

Abel continued: "There is a long interval between each appearance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but there is no pattern. The school asked the deacon of the Temple of Knowledge to check it out, and I didn't find anything, and I don't know who is playing a prank."

it is as expected.

Similar to what Aldrich had guessed, but the fact that the armor actively attacked him still puzzled him.

Originally, he had begun to think that he was the same as the previous students, who just accidentally bumped into it, but this incident made him suspect that the other party had a tendency to retaliate.

Aldridge thought of Andre again.

However, in this tentative chat, I didn't think there was anything unusual about Abel.

But also, Abel is not an Extraordinary. If there is an armor Extraordinary item, it is estimated that his "spirit" is not enough to motivate it, not to mention that ordinary people don't know how to control their "spirit" at all.

"Abel, do you know where Andre usually lives?" Aldridge asked, although he knew that asking Abel was not a good idea, but asking someone else was a worse choice.

Abel instinctively glared at him, and said reluctantly, "He has his own home, but he also has a special dormitory in the school, which is not far from Windsorron's dormitory."

When it came to the last sentence, Abel gritted his teeth.

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