In serious matters, the Temple is definitely a teammate of God.

Aresio sat in the cafeteria with satisfaction and ate his late breakfast today. Strictly speaking, his actions violated the rules of the temple, but made the temple less embarrassed under the attack of three generations of blood princes.

In general, the merits and demerits were offset, so Arecio was not punished.

Arecio is thinking about another thing now.

He wants to go out and play.

On the other side, Crowvinson looked at His Highness, the prince who had returned from the lottery in shock. He endured several times and finally suppressed the "miracle" that came to his mouth. I don't know which god issued the order, but the psychopathic prince who had been with the blood clan for many years was actually beaten!

"You... are you okay?"

Crowvinson was careful, he had to think about his life.

"Of course, I'm very good." Ruzius's mouth was injured, and his always neat coat was stained with dust, but Crowvinson could vaguely notice that he was in a very good mood.

"The temple is intent." Ruzius smiled, "My destiny is very, very cute. I will not go to bed for hundreds of years."

Crowvinson's legs became weak, and he lit the O's cathedral in his heart.

Before Crowvinson could rack his brains to come up with an answer, Ruzius had already started another topic on his own.

"By the way, Crowvinson, do you have any opinions on disguising yourself?" he continued enthusiastically, "I want a new identity, don't be too noble, just be down and aristocrat. The appearance is slightly changed and there is almost no social relationship."

I thought it was my intention to hook up with my destiny under my name, Crowvinson sighed, he was going to work again.

“I will prepare your new identity within half a month.”

"You have to prepare one more thing," Ruzius said lightly, "I don't want Theo to come out and mess up everything when I'm very happy, so I have to find something for him."

"Blast the Blood Moon Castle."

With a loud "boom", with the collapse of Blood Moon Castle, Arecio was forced to add a blood clan behavior analysis. He was bald and rushing to do his homework, gritting his teeth in his heart.

Fortunately, he finally had a holiday to go out, in the main city. The power of the temple here can radiate, and with his personal powerful force, it is generally very safe. During this precious holiday, Aresio happily played in the city for a long time. In the evening, he rested in an abandoned chapel in the suburbs.

At this time, his expression calmed down, thinking about some of the recent things that had happened in a rare time when no one was watching.

He has always maintained a rebellious personality just to observe the attitude of the temple. As a result, the temple is very willing to treat him, which makes Arecio's heart slightly sank.

He was sure that the temple had prepared a backup plan.

Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, suddenly, he heard some noise.

"who?"

"Ah, don't hit! Don't hit! I'm just here to write some manuscript..."

A young man wearing round glasses had a bitter face and raised his hands above his head. Aresio saw the manuscript paper scattered on the long table beside him. It was indeed the sound of rain outside, and the man did not lie.

"Why are you here?" he sat back and asked casually.

"Because it's not a lot of money." The young man in glasses smiled. He had dark half-length hair with slightly curly ends, a simple hairband, and his clothes were washed white. He looked like he was in a difficult situation. But his eyes were very beautiful, with an extremely deep sea blue.

"I am a playwright and am writing a script to be submitted to the troupe, but the hotel I rented is leaking." The young man explained further, and suddenly remembered something and reached out to Arecio.

"I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Ruzius, which means 'Light Chaser'."

Arecio almost showed the holy sickle on the spot. This name was too stimulating for him. The Temple taught him day and night to kill the owner of this name. Even if he maintained his mind and was clear, Arecio would still be affected. But he soon thought that many people among the civilians would use this name because it sounds nice and sacred.

Who would have thought that the third generation of blood clans also used this name?

"Your Excellency?" Ruzius tilted his head, then hesitated to retract his hand, "Ah, sorry, maybe you are not planning to make friends with a little person like me..."

"No!" Arecio immediately reached out to hold hands with him, "I am Arecio, I'm very happy to know you."

At that moment, the young man seemed to have the color of the extremely colorful sky appeared in his eyes, but it was soon hidden behind the sea water. He smiled and shook hands with Arecio, and then asked him to read his newly written manuscript with great enthusiasm.

"I'm going to write a wonderful script," he laughed, "called—"

"Girls and Death."

This script has only been written about one-third, but Arecio was very excited to read it. He asked some questions about the plot from time to time. Ruzius answered it one by one, very patient. The script was quickly finished, and Arecio breathed a sigh of relief, and then he realized that he had taken up a lot of time on the other party.

"Nothing." Ruzius smiled at him, "I'm glad that someone could read my work. If Areci had time, what would we do next time we met here?"

Aresio couldn't guarantee that he could come out every time, and hesitated for a moment.

"I will be here every rainy day, and you can come here at any time." The other party said understandingly, not forgetting to add, "After all, my residence is leaking now."

It's indeed leaking.

A heavy rain fell on the Blood Moon Castle of the Blood Clan, and the broken buildings became more and more shaky in the wind and rain. Theo shrank under a roof, and there was only a chair here. He sat on this chair, holding a teacup in confusion to watch the rain.

From time to time, raindrops splashed in and hit his bare arms.

Theo was sad for a moment.

What evil he did, transforming a psychopath into a blood clan.

Theo whimpered, and on the other side, Arecio opened the umbrella and was sent out of the church by Ruzius.

"Then let's make an appointment." The blue eyes were filled with smiles. "I hope you can be my first reader and complete this story with me."

He gave Arecio a card with a little cat head drawn.

"See you next time."

Arecio held the card in a little embarrassed manner.

"I'll say it first. Even if I come here, I can't keep chatting... I still have to do my homework."

"I can write for you."

"Really?!"

A lifelong friend! A lifelong friend!!!

Aresio went back to class with emotion. He hid the little cat in the pages of the book. Unexpectedly, the teacher discovered it during class. The teacher looked at the vivid cat's head, and in Aresio's shocked gaze, she burst into tears.

"Child, did you draw this?"

Can their education finally see results?

"No, I'll get something for free."

“…”

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Crowvinson also cried very loudly. Not only did he pay attention to the Blood Moon Castle, but his own highness always gave him difficulties.

"You mean, are you going to take the temple course?"

"Yes." Ruzius had restored his original appearance, with glasses resting on the table beside him, and there was a mist of water. "I want to learn all the courses of the temple, whether it is astronomy, geography or geometric history."

But where can I find you a teacher inside the temple for you! Crowvinson's face was full of collapse.

"By the way, there are cooking, flower arrangement, painting..." Ruzius listed them one by one, but these subjects made Crowvinson struggle back from the brink of collapse because he knew where to find a teacher like this.

Compared with the previous ones, it is not easy to find teachers in these subjects!

"Can you learn these courses first? I need some time before."

"Can."

Crowvinson quickly signed up for the psychopath His Highness a training class that all the noble ladies in the city had attended, and made an appointment with several teachers who were said to have taught the princess and the duchess to ensure that everything was foolproof.

A foolproof bridal course! Perfect!

"I'll give you double the money." Crowvinson smiled softly, "because the students who want to teach are really special."

The etiquette teacher with gorgeous clothes smiled slightly, reserved and noble.

"Don't worry, no matter how rude the lady is, we can guarantee that she will eventually transform into a noble princess."

“…Not a lady.”

"What? Is it a lady? We have precedents here to learn to make my married life sweeter..."

"It's a sir."

“…”

What about teasing her?!!

Arecio was fighting with algebra and geometry, and Ruzius learned several soups at the state banquet; Arecio was desperately reciting the star map, and Ruzius's flower arrangement works began to be exhibited throughout the city; Arecio was finally able to be proud on the training ground, and the gorgeously dressed teacher trembled and stamped a gold seal on Ruzius' graduation certificate.

"You have graduated." The teacher's expression was extremely complicated. "You are the best student in history, and the noble Bridal School is proud of you."

Ruzius nodded reservedly. The next step was to catch a few bishops to teach him. Of course, before that, he had to bake some crispy, rosin-sweet small biscuits to feed Arecio. He had already compared it. The small biscuits inside the temple were not as delicious as his.

It’s so troublesome to learn by yourself. I hope those bishops can understand each other a little.

Arecio's bald geometry teacher is gone, and the world has evaporated. The new geometry teacher lacks coordination with him and still has expectations for his learning ability. Arecio was forced to do his homework until late at night.

He sent a message to the priest in grief and asked about the whereabouts of the bald Geometry Teacher.

"It seems to have been hijacked by the blood clan."

“…”

OK, very good!

The next day, Arecio found that the history teacher was gone, and the new teacher was energetic and gave Arecio double homework.
Chapter completed!