Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

Ingrid coughed lightly.

"I also contributed a lot to the construction of the academy. Why don't you thank me?"

Tong Yao said: "I am already preparing to study the secret medicine you gave me, just wait."

"That's daring."

Ingrid did not urge her, she knew it was useless to urge her, and she was not in a hurry now. She still had a long life and she could afford to wait. Compared with the witch's secret potion, she was more concerned about Lord Fortuna behind Reina.

Fortuna is said to be an important figure among the witches. If it is her, she should know where Theresa is. We have to find a way to control her.

The nursery rhyme did not deceive Ingrid. After using the carriage to make the academy famous and helping Isis build self-confidence, she began to study the witch's secret potion.

The witch's secret potion was originally made by her, so this shouldn't be too easy for her.

But now she is Greenville, not the original creator, so she can't hand over the analysis results to Ingrid right away. Moreover, she also wants to use the research on the witch's secret medicine to formulate a more complete set of alchemy rules.

Along with the magicians' research on magic stones and secret medicines, the prototype of alchemy has been born in this world.

According to Tong Yao's plan, Greenville Academy will teach subjects such as mathematics, geography, physical education, basic alchemy, basic medicine, etc. As for subjects such as economics, history, biology, magic, astrology, etc., they will be left to future generations to add slowly.

She asked Isis and Yakir to be her assistants, and told other students that they could also join the research as long as they achieved excellent results, in order to motivate students to study hard.

Mathematics is a somewhat boring subject, but the fun of basic alchemy balances the boredom of mathematics very well. After more than a month of school opening, no student dropped out due to being scared of mathematics.

The nursery rhyme was deeply comforted.

As Greenville Academy became more and more famous, and everyone's impression of "Greenville" changed from "Princess Ingrid's lover" to "Princess Ingrid's very smart lover", Chirac and others gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

The recent performance of Greenville Academy has made them feel a crisis. They are worried that if Greenville Academy performs too well, it may reverse Ingrid's reputation and make Ingrid eligible to re-enter the competition for the throne.

The inability of lesbians to have children is not actually a fatal blow. As long as Ingrid can get approval from all parties, she can adopt one from the royal descendants after becoming queen.

"We have to find a way to get rid of this academy."

"Are you crazy? Brutus was put in solitary confinement because of this academy. You are still rushing forward stupidly. Do you think you have lived too long? Even if you are not afraid of death, we are afraid of being implicated by you. Farodius is now worried about finding an excuse to target us."

A group of people argued endlessly, and the atmosphere was full of tension. In the end, it was Chirac who came up with a feasible solution.

"Ingrid wants fame. Since we can't destroy her reputation, we can suppress her with a greater reputation!"

He proposed that everyone contribute money and effort to build a new academy. The new academy would teach the same things as Greenville College. Not only that, the new academy could also offer courses in magic, theology, etc., thus completely surrounding Greenville College.

"With our financial and human resources, are we afraid that the new academy we built will not be able to surpass Greenville Academy in terms of momentum?"

"We are also better in terms of student quality. Greenville College can only recruit commoners, but we can recruit not only commoners, but also the smart young people from your families. Two commoners from Greenville College can make a carriage, so there is no reason why we, who have been blessed by God, cannot make something more eye-catching!"

Chirac was full of confidence.

This wave is eight hundred thousand versus six thousand, the advantage is on me!

At the same time, this is an upright army with the momentum to sweep across the country. Even the King of Heroes would not be able to say anything to them if he saw them.

When others heard this, they thought this idea was indeed feasible.

They are sons of God with noble blood. They are born to be superior to others. How could they lose to those poor and untouchable people?

"I will use practical actions to tell the Hero King that we are the ones who will have to rely on him to govern Vistapa!"

"I'll go back and tell my father."

"I don't know how to build an academy, but if you want to find a magic teacher, I have some recommendations."

Everyone started discussing the issue again. Those who had money contributed money, those who had land contributed land, and those who had people contributed people. Looking at this lively and harmonious atmosphere, Chirac was quite satisfied.

Compared with other nobles, he is much more open-minded, but even so he is a staunch bloodline believer.

This is the limitation of the times.

This is also due to selfish motives.

If everyone is shouting "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers all born of different species?", then how can the Dragas family's rule over the Sextus tribe last long, and how can the Sextus tribe control the power of the Kingdom of Vistapa?

Chirac only hopes that everyone in the world believes in the theory of bloodline like him.

The descendants of nobles are still nobles, and the descendants of commoners are still commoners. If a commoner breaks this rule, it is not because of his efforts, but because his ancestors had noble bloodlines, but there was a gap in the middle, and now his generation has risen again.

a few days later.

"problem occurs!"

Ingrid hurried to find the nursery rhyme.

Tong Yao, who was eating breakfast, looked up and asked, "What happened?"

Ingrid explained, "Chirac and others are leading the effort to build an aristocratic academy. Most of the rules of that academy are copied from yours, but they built it to be particularly grand, and also invited magicians and bloodline warriors to take charge. They are clearly targeting you!"

"Oh, I see." Tong Yao's reaction was quite calm.

Ingrid was surprised and said, "You're not angry? You know, many of those investors asked you to sell them the carriage blueprints a while ago."

The nursery rhyme goes: "Do you know what I often say to my students?"

“Knowledge lies in sharing?”

Ingrid guessed that when she had nothing to do, she would go and sit in on nursery rhyme classes.

Tong Yao nodded: "I came to Vistapa not to fight for power, but to spread knowledge. They are willing to establish an academy to teach others the knowledge they have. This is not causing me trouble, but clearly helping me. I am so happy, why should I be angry?"

That's true, but...

"They will definitely find a way to snatch your students away, perhaps through money or jobs."

"Isn't this better?" Tong Yao propped up her left cheek. "Why do you think these students come to the academy to study? To learn knowledge, or for a better future?"

Ingrid said: "There should be more people who support the latter."

Tong Yao laughed. "Yes, I think so too. I don't think there is anything wrong with it. People always have to eat first before they have the energy to pursue other things. If these students can get the opportunity to live a good life in that new college, I have no reason to stop them. On the contrary, I should be happy for them."

Ingrid hesitated to speak.

She admitted that what Greenville said made sense, but if it were her, she would definitely not be able to be as calm as Greenville.

Of course I will be angry, and I will make a little fuss, but I won’t show it openly.

"You're so weird. This is the first time I've seen someone like you. Even Farrow doesn't look as weird as you."

After holding it in for a long time, Ingrid couldn't help but sigh.

The nursery rhyme said: "There's nothing strange about it. I've just been doing what I want to do."

Ingrid nodded: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Just ask."

“Why are you so obsessed with spreading knowledge?”

“I want to make this world a more wonderful place.”

"Wonderful?"

Ingrid had never expected this answer.

The nursery rhyme goes: “I don’t want to see a world where the descendants of nobles remain nobles and the children of poor people remain poor. I would rather see a fluid world with more possibilities.”

Ingrid's heart was suddenly touched: "From this aspect, you and Farrow are a bit similar."

"maybe."

Tong Yao didn't say anything more.

Ingrid did the same. She just watched quietly from the side to see if Miss Greenville was a person who said one thing and thought another.

It turns out that Greenville is really different.

She saw with her own eyes how the new college was built at a rapid speed, saw with her own eyes how the new college used various means to poach people from Greenville College, and saw with her own eyes several students saying goodbye to Greenville with embarrassment on their faces.

"Teacher, we..."

Greenville smiled and patted the heads of those students. "Go ahead. You don't have to apologize to the teacher. The teacher also hopes that you can have a good future. The teacher only hopes that when someone asks you for advice in the future, you can remember that knowledge lies in sharing."

After the students left, Grimmwell continued to teach and research the witch's secret potion as usual.

In the evening, Isis and others found her and expressed their dissatisfaction with the students who ran to the new college. She also persuaded Isis and others not to be angry.

"Isis has changed a lot recently, and it's all thanks to you."

After Isis and the others left, Ingrid walked up to Tong Yao.

Tong Yao nodded: "If she doesn't want to climb up, it will be useless no matter how hard I try."

Ingrid sat down next to Tong Yao. She looked up at the starry sky and suddenly sighed: "If only I had met Farrow or you at the beginning."

"Ok?"

Tong Yao's heart moved slightly.

She knew what Ingrid meant.

Aurora, a witch, an unforgettable nightmare for Ingrid!

Ingrid said with emotion: "I went to see Farrow today. I saw white hair on the back of his head. He is not getting any younger. I remember he told me a few days ago that if he died one day, he didn't want me to cry."

Tong Yao listened quietly without interrupting.

She knew why Farodius said that, because the Sun Pillar was on the verge of exploding.

The Pillar of the Sun is formed by the fusion of Aurora's palm and the blood of the Devourer. There is no need to say much about Aurora, she is a witch of hatred. After the Devourer was tricked by Aurora and attacked by humans, its blood also turned into a container of hatred.

Although the Sun Pillar made of such materials enjoys a bright name, it is actually not a good thing. When Atlas's resentment resides in it, it becomes even more evil.

It envies beauty, it hates perfection, it greedily wants to become the new king in the world of the dead, and then make all living beings submit to it!

In the last collision, Farodius relied on his extraordinary willpower and the stab of the Sword of Mephis to temporarily break free from the control of the Pillar of the Sun. Now the Pillar of the Sun is about to recover from the damage. When it wakes up, it will definitely entangle Farodius and drag the glorious Farodius into the water, making him the same as it.

With Farodius' current strength, it is impossible for him to stop the Sun Pillar.

There are only two ways for him to save himself.

The first method is to find a mythical life and use the power of the mythical life to destroy the Sun Pillar.

The second method is to go to the city of Tanon and purify the Sun Pillar with the orcs' holy fire.

Obviously, neither of these two paths is feasible.

The three mythical creatures, plus Tia and Li, are not within the reach of Farodius now, and the Orcs' Holy Fire Church will not allow the human king to be baptized in front of their own holy fire.

Farodius had a premonition of his own death, so he told Ingrid in a joking tone not to be sad.

The world is impermanent.

In this huge kingdom of Vistapa, who could have imagined that the great hero king was about to fall?

Ingrid said: "I don't want Farrow to die, but everyone will die one day. No one can escape it. This world is so cruel."

"Yes."

Ingrid turned around and suddenly stared at Tong Yao's eyes with her bright eyes: "Can you hug me? I want to see how your broad mind that can tolerate even Chirac is different from that of others?"

"it is good."

Tong Yao opened her arms and hugged Ingrid directly into her arms.

The bodies rubbed against each other gently, and the body temperatures merged into one like converging water currents.

"It's really big, even bigger than it looks!"

Somehow, Ingrid remembered a dream she had when she was a child. In the dream, the other her was lying in the arms of the Prime Creator. The Prime Creator's arms were as warm and intoxicating as Greenville's arms.

Perhaps, even though more than a decade had passed, she had never grown up.

She was still lost on the day she was abandoned by Theresa.

She looks independent, but she always subconsciously relies on someone and is afraid that the person she relies on will leave her.

In her heart, she wanted to seek revenge on Theresa and give birth to a child for the Prime Creator, but she never thought about what she should do after that. In comparison, Grimmwell took every step so steadily and saw so clearly in every glance, which was really admirable.

"Do you think I look like a child?"

Ingrid looked up to see the nursery rhymes that filled her body.

Tong Yao answered truthfully, "Very similar to Isis, but probably just a child who looks like an adult."

"Nonsense." Ingrid curled her lips, "If I were really a child, I would pester you to feed me milk right now."

"..."

"Hold me for a while longer. I'm a little obsessed. To be honest, if it weren't for my beliefs, I would really like to make it real with you."