LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

"Not satisfied?"

Olivia glanced at the students, and the strength contained in them made them close their mouths.

He said coldly: "What is the ban on Marshal Keller?"

The students shook their heads.

"That's it."

O'Reilly's cold voice echoed throughout the square: "The identity cards that people get with their skills. You don't accept it, you are screaming!"

"..."

"Right, introduce yourself. I, Olivia Rost, will be the honorary general tutor of your new life."

Looking at the eyes of the students, Olivia smiled, but said faintly: "In the future, I will develop training plans for you from time to time. Is there any doubt?"

"No!" answered in unison.

The students were excited and flushed.

That is Marshal Rost!

The Blade of the Empire, the legendary legend!

Being able to get his guidance is simply a lucky dream.

"So, stop here today."

......

Ares returned to his dorm and went to the bathroom the first time.

He was born to love cleanliness, and of course he would not grieve himself.

just--

When Ares, who came out in a bathrobe, saw the figure sitting in the living room, his body suddenly stiffened.

Not the Marshal Rost, who has just had a relationship, which one?

"Good evening, Ares." Olivia slowly smiled.

If this smile is seen by his colleagues, it is estimated to be scared.

God knows that Marshal O'Levin is called the iceberg of Wannian, but when there is melting?

Ares instinctively frowned: "Lord Marshal, this is my private field."

Even if this person can bring his own unusual incitement, Ares is still not happy that his territory has been violated.

"Oh," Olivia said as usual. "Maybe you haven't got the news yet -"

He stood up and approached the man with the hair still dripping: "From now on, for the next six years, I will be your roommate at the First Military Academy."

Ares: "!!!"

It is rare to see her awe-inspiring look, the Lord Marshal is satisfied.

Pressing the idea of ​​recording this scene with a personal terminal, he looked at the towel in the hands of Ares: "Maybe, can you dry your hair first?"

Ares turned into his room with no expression.

When he came out again, his body had been replaced with neat uniforms, and his hair was restored to dryness and suppleness.

"This is the arrangement of the college." This is the response that his robot butler gave him.

"Are you coming? Just right, the dinner has just been sent over." Oliwen sat in front of the table and greeted him very naturally.

Ares: "..." It is hard to imagine that the person in front of him is actually a marshal who is very close to the rumor.

You know, the Rost family has used a lot of methods to get close to this Marshal, and they have not succeeded.

He paused and then naturally walked across to Olivia and sat down.

No matter the identity of the marshal or the identity of the roommate, there seems to be no reason to refuse.

When he approached, Ares was surprised to find that these are the dishes he likes.

He looked at Olivia with some doubts and it was hard to convince himself that these were coincidences.

Olivia smiled and gave him a bowl of soup.

Ares: "..." I always feel that this bowl of soup is extremely heavy.

Is it a fake marshal in front of me?

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Continue to cultivate the immortal.