Demon King, you just need to conquer, and your husband will come up with the solution.

Ovinia reminded Trinity speechlessly, which made Trinity's expression suddenly stiffen. Then, she muttered in a fussy manner: "Then... that should also be deducted from the money I owe!"

Ovinia couldn't help rolling her eyes when she heard this. She didn't know how to comment on Trinity's stinginess. She could only nod helplessly: "...Oh, okay, okay...I'll give you some money, okay."

Geman, who was standing by, watched the two witches bickering, and couldn't help but twitch his lips. He actually wanted to remind them... He paid for these sausages...

"By the way, how did the talks with Wilma go?"

"Not very good, she definitely doesn't want to come back..." Ovinia shook her head, indicating that she didn't want to go back with her.

Trinity showed an expression of "as expected" and said, "Of course that woman who looks down on others won't be able to go back. If she had a little talent, she would be very successful.

Even if she wanted to go back, there would definitely be a bunch of people in the tea party who would kick her out. It would make the whole tea party restless. It would be more relaxing if she didn't go back."

"...Actually...I now feel that...maybe I need to bring Wilma back, even if it will cause unrest at the tea party..."

"Huh? Are you serious?"

Trinity had an unreasonable expression on her face and was somewhat inexplicably surprised by Ovinia's words.

"I'm serious... I'm... a little inexplicably nervous. I always feel that if Wilma continues to be like this, something... irreparable will happen."

Trinity didn't know what happened between Ovinia and her after she left the classroom that made her change from initially being indifferent about whether Wilma could return to being tough.

She just spread her hands and said with a broad mind: "Alas, Wilma is just a theorist. What irreversible things can she do? It's just publishing a few papers that will make the Mage Tower furious."

"If...she is really limited to that, then maybe it's okay..."

Ovinia talked to herself with a gloomy face, and then she shook her head, throwing away her wild thoughts.

"Forget it. Maybe I'm just too sensitive. Wilma's fantasy probably has no chance of coming true."

After that, Ovinia stopped talking about Wilma. After enjoying a meal with the unique Berman Empire style in the cafeteria, they continued to wander around the school.

As they walked, Geman asked curiously, "So, you came here just to invite Professor Wilma to return to the tea party?"

"Ah, almost... Oh, there are still some small things..." As she spoke, Trinity picked up the books that Helena had handed over to her and asked Gehman, "Hey, Gehman, do you have many acquaintances in the school? Give me a hand~"

"what?"

……

Although the number of books Helena asked to be signed was not large, it took a lot of effort for everyone to find all the authors of these books.

By the time I had signed my name on every book in the pile, it was already evening.

Trinity walked out of the teaching building, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and sighed with some fatigue.

"It's really... very troublesome. I feel like my lips are almost dry from talking..." Trinity dragged her steps with a bit of soreness. She felt that the distance she walked that day was almost as much as her monthly exercise.

Ovinia's face also showed a trace of fatigue. She said, "I didn't notice it before, but now I realize that the distance between the various departments is so big..."

"Hahaha, after all, the royal family spent a huge amount of money to build this university. The books your friend reads cover a very wide range of subjects."

"She read nothing. She is just a half-baked person who shows off with books. Only someone like her who doesn't read the content would need something like a signature to add some external value to herself."

Trinity angrily expressed her dissatisfaction, and the three people who had settled everything walked towards the gate of the academy.

While passing by the boulevard in front of the teaching building, Trinity discovered some new things.

On one side of the boulevard, there is a rather wide square, which looks a bit like a playground for learning horse riding, and the area is quite open.

However, the racecourse, which was supposed to be closed at night, was now bustling with people. A large group of students gathered in the center of the racecourse, standing or sitting, chatting with each other and waiting.

In front of this group of students, there is a huge white curtain, and a large group of students are busy trying to open and stand up the white curtain.

Not far behind the students, a teacher was fiddling with a box-shaped object supported by a stand.

Trinity looked at the scene with some curiosity and asked German beside her: "What is this?"

"Oh... this thing seems to be a new thing that has been recently introduced from those countries in the central region. What's it called... um..."

Ovinia, who was standing by, took the lead in explaining the name of this object to Trinity. She pointed at the square box that the teacher was fiddling with and said, "That's the magic shadow."

"Demon Shadow?"

“Well, this thing was a new device invented about six years ago by a lens maker and his wizard friend using a photo stone.

In fact, the principle is very simple, that is, after the image stone is specially polished, the image inside is projected through light magic, so that everyone can see it. "

The Photo Stone is a special magic stone that is made by processing the magic stone with specific magic.

This method of specializing the properties of magic stones is called magic stone crafting, which is also a very popular branch of magic currently, and has produced many excellent magic stone mages.

The photo stone is a very practical product among the magic stone crafts. It has the ability to record scenes and then play them on the surface of the magic stone. The best photo stones currently made can record images for up to two hours.

However, due to its precious nature, this kind of thing has been promoted in a very narrow range for a long time. It mainly appears in the military at the national level and in the private collections of some wealthy people.

However, there are always some people with creative ideas who come up with some unique ideas.

While others were thinking about which important images should be included in a small piece of photo stone, a lens maker named Robert Winston was thinking in reverse and came up with another new idea. He wanted to release the image in this small piece of photo stone and play it on a larger carrier!

Therefore, with the help of his wizard friend and Luo Pei's own intensive optical lens manufacturing process and technology, a machine that can project the image in the photo stone was born.

With the development in recent years and the exploitation of the image stone projection technology, the magic shadow came into being.

Listening to Ovinia's popular science, Trinity walked into the horse farm with great interest, observing the surrounding scene while muttering: "Hmm...it's an interesting little thing, but it's surprising that it can attract so many people."

Geman chuckled and suggested, "Perhaps you could try to take a look? This thing is very popular among young students. Many people like this kind of exotic and strange object."

"Not a waste of time, right?"

"Don't waste it. The entire magic shadow only lasts a few minutes. Everyone is here just for a few minutes of fun."

Hearing that it was not a waste of time, Trinity nodded: "Okay, since it is not a waste of time, I will see what charm this magic shadow has that can attract so many people..."

Just as the three of them found a place with a good view and sat down to rest while waiting for the magic shadow to play, a cold voice with a hint of doubt came from behind them.

When everyone looked back, they found that it was the Dragonborn Warlock Fafner from the Brave Team. Behind Fafner was Victor, the always silent doctor in the team.

"Hmm? Miss Fafner? Why are you here?"

Fafna pointed at Victor behind her calmly and explained, "I am accompanying Victor to take a look around the Sorensenburg Institute. He used to be a medical student who graduated from Sorensenburg."

"A medical student who graduated from Sorensenburg?"

Everyone looked at Victor. Obviously, this news surprised everyone.

Victor nodded calmly and acknowledged it.

Geman, who was standing by, rarely saw a man of similar age, and greeted him enthusiastically, "That's interesting. Come on, brother, sit down, and let's watch the magic shadow together.

You look about my age, right? Which year did you graduate? Sorensenburg’s medical program is quite famous, and those who are included are all geniuses in medicine~"

Victor did not show any fear. He sat next to German and responded, "I... graduated 15 years ago."

"Ah~ Then you are a little younger than me, brother. Fifteen years ago... I think it was the 600th... 627th class? Or was it the 628th class?"

"The six hundred and twenty-eighth session."

"Oh...ah? You're from the class of 628?"

Hearing Victor mention his graduation year, German's expression became subtle. He moved closer and asked mysteriously, "I heard from the instructor at school that... among the medical students of the 628th class, there seems to be someone... uh..."

"Yes, that's right, it was that class." Victor admitted bluntly: "It was the class where half of the teachers and students were infected because of the virus spread by the students..."

"This really happened... Are you... Are you okay at that time?"

"I am... more fortunate..."

Just as German and Victor were discussing the sensitive secrets of the academy, as the sky darkened completely, the magic shadow of the horse farm began to play.

Amid the students' great anticipation, the big screen began to show what might be the first magical film they had ever seen in their lives - "The Arrival of the Dragon Carriage".

Chapter 131

This is not a cow that plows the fields, it's a Husky that demolishes the fields!

"Wow wow wow~ Thomas the train is coming to the station~"

"Get lost~ What little train? You keep saying things that are incomprehensible~"

In the bedroom of the Demon King's castle, on the huge bed that belonged to the Demon King, Irons clung tightly to Margaret, talking and laughing with her in a frivolous tone.

After the two of them broke through that layer of window paper, the relationship between them quickly heated up, well, heated up in every sense of the word.

Margaret felt the heat brought by the aftereffects of applauding for love, and caressed Irons' chest lovingly.

Listening to him say some jokes and love words that were incomprehensible and nonsensical, I felt extremely satisfied.

Hehehe~ As expected, the one who finally got Ains was still me~

Moreover, only those who have obtained Ains's self can see his unknown other side and enjoy his other side~

Maybe it was Margaret's touch that once again aroused Irons' interest, but he moved closer to Margaret, even though they were already at zero distance.

However, he wanted to go one step further once again.

"Margaret... come again?" Although it was a question, her words were full of motivation and expectation.

Margaret couldn't help but shudder when she heard this. Still coming? !

In the past few days, after their first taste of it, Margaret and Irons slept together every day, either passively or actively.

As for what they do when they sleep together, it goes without saying.

It was their first attempt, and the two were so passionate that sparks flew everywhere. If it weren't for the good sound insulation of the walls of the Demon King's Castle, the servants in the castle would have experienced what it meant to disturb others late at night in just a few minutes.

But after doing it more, Margaret felt that she couldn't stand it anymore...

After all, even if he is an extremely powerful and indestructible demon king, the soft parts... are still soft.

Therefore, although Margaret was in a strong body and could not stand the daily tossing and turning, at the beginning, Margaret could still rely on her novelty and her domineering recovery ability to fight against Irons.

Anyway, there are always cows that die of exhaustion, but no land that is damaged by plowing, right?

But soon Margaret felt that Irons was not a plowing cow at all! He was a husky digging holes and destroying the fields crazily!

How can our rich land withstand such unbridled waste?

What made Margaret even more speechless was Finia.

Since the two of them started sleeping together, their bedding was basically changed every day. If they were in the mood, they might even change it twice a day.

This inexplicably increased the workload of the servants in the Demon King's Castle.

However, the increase in workload is of no concern to the head maid Finia. After all, there are not many chores in the entire Demon King's Castle, and the servants are relatively idle. Having something to do at least means that they are not eating for free.

What really worries Finia is that Ains and the other man are too unrestrained.

So much so that Finia couldn’t help but remind Margaret in private: “My Lord Demon King… I know you have succubus blood, so you are more unrestrained in your desires.

However, you also need to be careful. His Excellency Wang Fu is just an ordinary human being. If you ask for things without restraint, it will hurt His Excellency Wang Fu’s body…”

Hearing this, Margaret felt aggrieved. What do you mean by "I have no self-control!"? It was clearly Ains who had no self-control! Except for the first few times, he was the one who took the initiative afterwards!

What kind of ordinary human being is injured? He is getting more and more energetic and energetic the more he works. Does he look like he is injured at all?!

Margaret even suspected that Ains also had succubus blood, and that it was even stronger than her own.

The only race that can become more and more excited the more they do something is a succubus, who is born to be a bitch.

So when I heard Ains asking me questions with his eyes pressed against my collarbone and expectation, for a moment, the arrogant Demon King... was a little scared...

No, I'm not afraid! No one can make this demon king surrender! Isn't it just one more time? Come on!

"Come!"

So, the two of them wrapped themselves in the quilt and began to indulge themselves...

The next morning...

Margaret opened her eyes first, and looked at Irons who was sleeping soundly beside her, revealing a trace of panic, because she knew that Irons also liked to pull her along every morning...

She climbed down from the bed carefully without disturbing Irons' sleep, and then put on her coat with her long, sore legs.

The slight discomfort in her abdomen made her sigh helplessly. Only with her recovery ability as a demon king could she withstand the unreasonable bull charge of Ains...

What's wrong with this guy? He looks gentle and quiet, not like someone with strong desires and so wild...

However, although it is a bit unbearable, Margaret doesn't hate it... She even likes it a little.

After all, every time at this time, Irons seemed to take off all his disguises, revealing his purest desires and hidden unrestrainedness.

Saying words that made Margaret feel shy and even ashamed, blending with herself in the purest and most honest way.