then

His entire arm was cut into thin slices evenly by Alan's knife.

fall.

The screams pierced through the rain.

Stopped abruptly.

The man died.

After Allen hurriedly chased the assassin away, Rudy returned to the carriage that was cut off by a knife. Without the obstruction of the carriage, he could clearly see the "grand scene" inside the carriage.

The corpse lay on the side, the mutilated limbs aroused a sense of misery, and the image of death flooded into his mind like a physical entity.

Pieces of meat fell into the carriage, the red and white muscle texture surrounded the central tibia section, and was stacked very neatly on the bottom of the tilted carriage.

It reminded him of the exquisitely presented sashimi in his previous life.

Right now,

The image of going against the current was blown away by the spring breeze in front of me.

Rudy blinked.

All within sight was Alan's smiling face.

The smile was exactly the same as that night.

At this moment, he somehow understood the subtext of what Alan had just said.

What he wanted to say was not something bloodless like "let's cut' have beauty".

What he wants to say is.

If the meaning of equal distribution is reflected in the swing, it is

Let die.

Possess beauty.

-

The arithmetic class was over quickly.

The conclusion is that the teaching results of division still exceeded everyone's expectations.

As expected, Miss Alice did not master division within single digits overnight.

but.

She mastered the score.

1÷2=1/2.

outrageous.

But very reasonable.

It comes from a question Miss Alice asked when she looked up while doing homework.

"A leaf divided equally into two should be considered two leaves, right?"

Rudy replied with a stunned look on his face.

"This should count as two slices, right?"

"I understand! Then 1÷2=2!"

Sylphy answered her.

"According to math, it should be 1/2."

"1/2?"

“Half of 1 is 1/2.”

"Oh?"

“If something that cannot be divided is divided into two equal parts, each half is called 1/2.”

"Huh? Then why split it up?"

“Because it can be shared.”

"Ah? Why should I share? Can't I just enjoy it all by myself?!"

Sylphy looked at Alice and blinked her reddish-brown eyes.

"What if that thing originally belonged to Gileno? What if it wasn't owned by Alice at all?"

Alice frowned and thought for a moment, then looked at Gileno who was a little confused beside her.

"Then I am willing to give it to Gilenu!"

Sylphy nodded.

".It should be so, because it originally belonged to Gileno."

She was silent for a moment, then looked at Alice and asked.

"but"

"What if, what if Alice really wants it?"

Alice crossed her arms, and thought for a long time, which was unusual for her. Then she spoke hesitantly.

"If it's Gilena! Then! Then! I. I will ask Gilena to give me half! But! If she doesn't want to share! I don't want it!"

After hearing this, Gileno looked up at Alice, his tone still cold, but with a barely perceptible upward tone.

"I'm willing to give half to the young lady."

"Really?!"

"real!"

Sylphy rested her chin on her hand and looked at the two of them. After a long while, she spoke.

“On the premise of wanting to share.”

“1/2 has the meaning of existence.”

"Sylphy is amazing!"

Sylphy was hugged by Alice around the neck and smiled a little embarrassedly.

She turned her eyes to the side.

The get out of class was over, and Alan was politely inviting Edna to have lunch with him, but she smiled and waved her hands to refuse him.

Facial expressions are very different from body movements.

Sylphy blinked, looking a little helpless, but not too awkward.

Because she thought a lot last night.

So her expression was very calm.

'But if you don't want to share'

"That's fine."

'because.'

'That half shouldn't have belonged to me.'

This chapter was difficult to write.

But rest assured, there won’t be any particularly twisted and twisted developments later on.

It’s just that at this stage, the characters should be thinking about these things, right?

There are still opportunities for further progress in the future.

then

Recommend a book!

A light and simple farming story, in which the author easily farms surrounded by beautiful girls with different characteristics. (The author's own words)

The text has a sense of being told in a leisurely manner, the rhythm is not fast, but it is comfortable to read. I recommend you to read it.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 127 Mother and Son

At Alan's kind invitation.

With a stiff smile, Edna chose to flee in panic.

I didn't even want to sit in on the magic and swordsmanship classes in the afternoon.

As for the reason, it may be because in her eyes, Alan is too hard.

A few more blows during the afternoon swordplay class might destroy the professional ethics she had upheld for decades.

This was totally unacceptable to her.

Aren’t they said that swordsmen of the Water God School are all very steady?

He speaks nicely and acts steadily. I heard that most of the Mizugami serve as knights in royal palaces and aristocrats around the world, which makes a good impression on people.

But why is this guy, who is ready to draw his sword when he disagrees with something, exactly the same as Gileno who just came to Boreas's house?

Are all adventurers like this?

Just as Edna hurriedly said goodbye and the others packed up and walked to the end of the corridor.

There was still a little trouble.

"We are going to the servants' dining room to eat. Alice can't come with us."

"why not!"

Alice stomped on the wooden floor of the corridor to express her dissatisfaction.

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