MTL - I Like This Dream!-Chapter 6

Lance never thought he would hate someone so much.

Before Earl Edward died, someone would often tell Lance that his mission was to protect the children of the family, just like the successors of the centuries-old branch. But when everyone, including his father, asked for it, his mother didn't think so.

Lance's mother was a pious omega, and she wanted to wear the white robes of the saints more than the wedding dress. His mother had told him time and time again, full of longing, how holy and beautiful the cathedral in Alingu was, and how glorious St. Andrew's College was. The omega there will become the "Holy One", just like the priests that only beta and alpha can serve, they are the Lord's beloved shepherds. The Lord's shepherds are all brothers and sisters. They don't need to worry about wealth and fame, and they don't care about their surname, family and branch. They only have the glory and joy of the Lord. Every time he had to bow his head to someone with the same last name and swear allegiance to a sickly little girl, Lance's mind would repeatedly see the dome of the cathedral he had never met.

The loss of his mother only intensified the longing in Lance's heart. After the death of Earl Edward, he finally found his chance and came to the seminary he had dreamed of. Here, hymns are played every morning and evening, and the candidates for shepherds are all called brothers and sisters, and the surname does not matter, and they speak the same language that lay people do not understand. Lance found a place to stay here, ignoring the family's repeated letters urging him to go back. He has long since escaped from that despicable world, and Lance is proud of it.

However Anna. Here comes Sullivan, with her sickening sin. She slaughtered the entire Sullivan family. No, this is not the reason why Lance hates him. Everything in the world has long been meaningless to Lance. He hates that sinners cannot be punished, and dares to maintain the arrogance of nobles. She didn't even salute Lance - a prefect! Does she think that she is still the eldest lady of her own family who is superior in the secular world?

Not just the first meeting that was too infuriating to recall, but the second when Lance condescended to point her out (“Oh great thank you!” ran towards the cafeteria), the third time passing by unintentionally (everyone got up and saluted him, except Anna who was sitting motionless with her chin in her hands), the fourth time passing by deliberately (he stood in front of that person, blocking the aisle In the middle, she actually walks sideways without dignity), every time.

Lance felt obliged to teach her a lesson, whether as a prefect or as a righteous Sullivan. He was ordered not to publicize the tragedy, but to publicize Anna's shameless nature. On her first day at school, she followed the class of the Holy One, intending to do something wrong. Arrogant and lazy, she missed morning and evening classes. These two things are enough to explain her extravagance and lust. After Lance's exposure, everyone kept her at arm's length.

St. Andrew's Seminary is favored by ascetic monks, because the building on the top of the snow mountain is huge and empty, and only the whistling of the wind can be heard all year round. The time here will be infinitely stretched, and just a few hours can make people feel lonely for a few days. He thought that isolation would make the other party learn to lower their proud heads, but he never thought that Anna would be unrepentant and even worse.

Lance's plan was actually well realized, but it's a pity that it's too difficult for a nervous nerd who completes his work at home and spends all his entertainment on the computer to realize that he is isolated.

An Xu felt very happy, no one bothered her. The atmosphere of the religious academy is really good, it is indeed her dream. She received a black robe. Although it was a little less patterned than the one on Lance's body, the hem was big enough and it was quite imposing when swung. Everyone eats a white grain called "manna" (?), which is tasteless but convenient to eat, and no one is malnourished. While eating, An Xu thought, it would be great if there were such things in reality, so that he would not have to worry about cooking and eating every day.

The fly in the ointment was that she failed to acquire skills. At first she obediently followed the pastor's backup students from sunrise to sunset. Most of the teaching content was religion and history, as well as some courses such as mathematics and music. There was indeed a class on how to meditate, but in that class everyone was silent, just gesticulating, reading and praying with their eyes closed. what is this? Self-study class? An Xu, who doesn't understand gestures or words, tried closing his eyes to rest his mind, but he couldn't feel anything, and finally ended up falling into a coma.

Andy gave up. She fell into the abyss of skipping classes like an unfortunate person who went to college with high ambitions, but found that all the teachers were teaching in a mysterious dialect.

In the following week, she did not attend morning class or evening class (just chanting scriptures, which is probably the same as morning and evening self-study). She participated in the weekend church for a long time. An Xu had no choice but to open his mouth and pretend he was singing too. After singing and leaving in line, she felt as if the back of her head was being pricked by a needle, and when she turned her head, it was that bad-tempered boy staring at her again. An Xu waved to him openly, but he pretended not to see, turned his head and strode away. An Xu found regretfully that two long legs were really needed to turn such a menacing arc.

During this period of time, she figured out that she was a sixth grade transfer student, and Lance was only two years older than her, that is, fourteen years old, in eighth grade. Foreign boys grow up in a hurry, An Xu said with emotion, she looked enviously at the long-legged Lance, who stood out among the fifth graders, and comforted herself that she hadn't started growing at the age of twelve.

In the evening before the third week, An Xu was stuck in a small corridor. The person blocking her was a big boy, who was only a few steps away from him, and his shadow blocked An Xu.

An Xu was on his way to dinner, and walked with his head buried, and bumped into the other person. The big man stood still, and An Xu himself was kicked back a few steps before raising his head to look ahead. It was so hard to see the other's face that she had to step back to save her own neck.

"I'm sorry." She apologized absently, leaning sideways against the wall, ready to wait for the other party to leave first. The big man looked at her with a sullen face, showing no intention of leaving.

"Anna Sullivan," he said. "I'm Mason Manan."

"Nice to meet you?" An Xu said uncertainly. She felt that it was very similar to the scene before "Look at you" and "Look at you". It's an old stalker who fights against the face.

"You have been absent from morning classes and evening classes, and you have shamed me by not completing your homework." Mason said word by word.

As for the homework, An Xu thought about it. Some courses did have preview and review tasks, but she couldn't complete them because she couldn't read, and no one asked her to accept them afterwards, so she forgot them. She nodded her head as an admission, and asked, "What happened to shame you?"

"We are classmates!" Mason said angrily, "You made the sixth grade studies unsatisfactory, and the entire sixth grade is ashamed because of you!"

An Xu was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party acted like he was going to blackmail a little classmate, but it turned out that the schoolboy was just urging him to hand in his homework? Is this a dedicated religious study committee member? Wait a minute, Comrade Study Committee is too... Sorry Lance, I shouldn't have put that description on you before, you don't worry about your looks at all, this study committee can deserve this honor!

An Xu suddenly remembered a joke. A mature-looking middle school student was not wearing a school uniform and left early after the exam. A parent chatted with him and asked him, "Are you here to pick up the child too?" He didn't bother to distinguish, and nodded indiscriminately. So the parent said with emotion: "Then you gave birth very late!"

An Xu held back his laughter, not the curve of his mouth. Ju Ju Elementary School said angrily, "Do you still want to quibble?"

"No." Thinking that he was being cornered by the responsible study committee, An Xu couldn't get serious, "Are you the sixth grade prefect?"

"If you're not a prefect, you can't educate you!" Mason puffed up his chest, no matter how you look at it, he looks stern.

"You don't really want to be a prefect but you didn't, do you?" An Xu asked casually.

Mason's mouth moved for a long time, and he choked out a loud "Repent!" An Xu began to wonder if this meant "I'm thinking about what to do next, so I'll try my best to bluff people first" in religious slang. With so many points added to body size, there really isn't much that can be added to intelligence. Is it okay for you, a future legal person, to allocate skill points like this? From now on, we can only use the gavel and the flail, huh? She gave the giant elementary school student a sympathetic look, and was about to turn around and leave. Primary school students can't increase the fashion value at all.

She was grabbed by the shoulders, and Mason tried to twist her hands behind her back, but because of the handcuffs on her hands, she had to lift the back folds and press them on the back of her head. "You didn't realize your mistake at all!" Mason pronounced, "I will take you to copy a hundred confessions and confess to the teacher you despised!"

"I don't copy, and I don't know how to read." An Xu rolled his eyes, "The education here is too bad. You can put people in any grade, and there is no preparatory class."

"Are you contemptuous of St. Andrew's Seminary! How can you be illiterate!" Mason said loudly, "I will tell Sister Mary, she will whip you!"

An Xu burst out laughing, and asked, "If you can't argue, tell the teacher? I'll tell God to let him spank your ass..."

A slap landed on An Xu's left face, making her ears ring. An Xu was quiet, she was helpless, why did the person in this dream like to slap the face regardless of gender? Where did this come from at eight o'clock? Are you a tall, burly brat, slapping a weak little girl, are you embarrassed?

An Xu actually made a mistake. Mason's slapping was in compliance with the norms. It was an act recognized by the academy to educate violators. If An Xu knew how to be ashamed, she should obediently give her the right cheek and let the giant elementary school student hit her again.

It's a pity that An Xu doesn't want to beat up elementary school students, let alone being beaten by elementary school students, no matter how much the other party's beating fits the allusion.

She kicked up violently with her unchecked foot, precisely concentrating on the primary school student's legs. The elementary school students also grew a piece of meat, which was in line with the target range of the nirvana. Mason let go of his hand with a cry, and An Xu immediately slapped him twice after his hands were free, one left and one right, crisp and sweet, very symmetrical red.

An Xu's creed in life is, if anyone hits me on the left cheek, I will definitely hit him on the left cheek and the right cheek.

Mason rushed forward angrily and rolled into a ball with An Xu. This time he didn't tell any allusions, and the elementary school students immediately returned to basics when they started fighting. An Xu was also very back-to-basics, he poked his eyes with two fingers, making the big guy howl, closed his eyes and beat him.

What is the experience of fighting a painless fight? It's probably the same as rolling around on the bed wrapped in a thick quilt. An Xu's small body is no match for a big man, and he was dazed by the shaking, thinking that he must be quite stupid for wrestling with the quilt, and he doesn't know where he is on the bed now... Is she still on the bed? I always feel that I have rolled down before. God bless, don't hit the cabinet, don't hit the face.

Hunk has weight, she has nails. With the fierceness of a mad cat, An Xu did not lose the wind, but unfortunately, he was hindered by his hair. Mason grabbed her by the hair and pinned her to the ground with overwhelming force. An Xu looked at the hands waving non-stop in front of her, and couldn't help feeling a sense of irritability in her heart: thanks to being blocked here, she was hungry.

The price of preventing her from eating was heavy, and Mason realized it immediately.

The big guy let out a terrific scream, and his voice went up an octave, and the whole thing changed. "Stop!" he wailed. "You sinner! I'm going to tell Sister Mary!"

It's useless to tell the Jade Emperor, An Xu bit his finger like a crocodile looking for food (or bastard, An Xu was bitten by the latter because of his low hands, it's a shame to look back), and he didn't let go no matter what. Mason came to pry her teeth, and the more she pried, the tighter her bite was, and she even started to grind left and right. Mason's incessant screams were as high-pitched as a bird's, and it sounded hilarious.

Lance and the classmates behind him didn't see what happened until they came out of the corner. The tall and burly Mason pushed Anna to the ground. Anna couldn't see clearly for a while, but Mason himself was screaming and crying.

Lance paused unconsciously, not wanting to admit that he was startled by the bizarre sight. Mason is a well-known hunk in the sixth grade, with physical enhancement abilities, a good thug, full of a sense of honor, but unfortunately his brain is not very good and his temper is short-tempered—this is why Lance chose to instigate him to teach Miss Sullivan a lesson. Anna did cause the Sullivan tragedy, but what else could she do without her abilities? Lance originally wanted Shi Shiran to bring someone over to rescue him, but he never thought that it was Mason himself who was screaming here.

Going to the front and looking at it, Anna is by no means intact. She had a nosebleed, one side of her face was swollen, and her hair was disheveled. Her whole body was suppressed by Mason, except for the mouth, where the blood-stained teeth bit Mason's finger, and the wound was deep enough to show the bone.

"Stop!" he ordered, "or I'll do it!"

The two who were entangled completely ignored him, and Lance just said that, he is famous for being a good teacher. After all, except for special circumstances, the academy does not allow students to use abilities on each other. Frost gathered in his hands, and then he saw Anna raised her eyes and gave him a cold look, with the corners of her mouth curled up.

click.

Mason stopped screaming, he stood up abruptly, grabbed his hand and gasped. Blood was gushing from where he held it, dripping onto the floor and onto Ana.

Anna stood up slowly while leaning against the wall. She looked at Lance and, as if in a demonstration, spit out a piece of her finger.