After sending Nanali to the classroom, Lane headed for the Grand Library.
Octaville's expression also returned to coldness, silently following behind Lane.
Pushing open the door of the Grand Library, Lane saw the white-haired little girl in the corner at a glance.
However, to Lane's surprise, beside the white-haired little girl, there was also a white-haired woman.
Rowling? Doesn't she have classes to teach today?
Thinking like this, Lane stepped forward and suddenly noticed what Amiya was holding in her hand.
It wasn't a book, but a... newspaper, which Amiya was reading with relish at the moment.
Lane suddenly had a bad premonition.
At this time, Amiya looked up at Lane:
"You're here, Mr. Black Butler."
Lane covered his face with his hand.
When he first heard the signature given by Darrie, it was okay. But now, every time someone called him like this, Lane really felt like it was a nightmare.
Rowling also excitedly came over: "Mr. Lane, are you really the Black Butler?"
"Thump!"
Lane immediately gave Rowling a rap on the head angrily, making Rowling cover her head and tears even appeared at the corners of her eyes: "What did I do..."
Lane didn't answer Rowling's question but asked Rowling instead:
"Why are you here?"
Rowling pouted and said: "Today, Yaxi and the others have literature and language classes. I have nothing to do, so I came to the Grand Library to accompany Amiya..."
Amiya on the side, however, said: "I'd rather you go teach classes so that I can read quietly."
Hearing this, Rowling covered her chest as if pierced by something.
There was currently no systematic science education in this world. The so-called literature and language class was actually just a language class.
"Like this..."
Lane nodded to show understanding. After all, it was a noble academy and the most basic things naturally had to be taught.
Skipping over Rowling, seeing that Amiya was still reading that newspaper, Lane couldn't help but come forward and ask: "Haven't you finished reading yet? This story is very short."
"Although it's short, the story written by the butler is very interesting and worth reading several times."
Amiya replied.
Lane: "..."
Next, it was the usual reading time.
Octaville stood like a statue beside, and Lane continued to read the newspaper.
Amiya held today's newspaper and kept reading it repeatedly, and didn't even ask Lane questions anymore.
But there were still people asking Lane questions today...
"Mr. Lane, why did the human race and the orc race wage wars before? Didn't we fight against the demons together?"
Rowling held a book about the history of the Hedley Empire and asked Lane.
Lane replied indifferently: "Divide half of your family property to me and you'll know why the human race and the orc race waged wars."
"Divide half of the family property... to Mr. Lane..."
Rowling muttered for a while, and suddenly her cheeks were covered with red clouds. She quickly used the book to cover her face:
"Mr.... Mr. Lane is proposing to me? I'm... I'm sorry! I... I'm not mentally prepared yet!"
Lane: "..."
Take a look at Rowling and identify her as stupid.
How did this guy survive until now? Even such a simple question had to be asked of others?
No wonder Amiya finds her annoying...
To prevent Rowling from asking more stupid questions, Lane didn't even read the newspaper anymore and began to teach Rowling the magic theory knowledge she was longing for.
Rowling listened with fascination. Amiya, who had been reading the newspaper, also put down the newspaper and began to listen to Lane's explanation of magic theory knowledge.
Unconsciously, the bell rang in the Orcutt Academy and the morning classes ended.
Lane got up, put away the newspaper, said goodbye to Amiya, and went to pick up Nanali.
Octaville naturally followed behind Lane, and Rowling also put down the book and followed happily.
Only Amiya sighed, got off the seat, sorted out the books Rowling left behind, and said faintly: "Silly sister..."
♤ ♡ ♢ ♧
Today's lunch was naturally eaten in the usual place.
However, today, in addition to Lane, Nanali, and Rowling, there were two more people.
"Uh..."
Looking at Ivette and her maid who followed, Rowling couldn't help but wonder: "Miss Odice?"
Ivette nodded: "Mentor Rowling."
After greeting, Ivette and her maid sat on the bench opposite the few people, took out the bento and began to eat.
Rowling looked at Ivette, then at Lane, and finally couldn't help but whisper to Lane:
"Mr. Lane, what's going on?"
"Ivette has become my apprentice. We should have meals together frequently in the future."
Lane replied indifferently.
"Ah?"
Rowling was a bit stunned: "Odice has become your apprentice?"
"Why? Surprised?"
Rowling nodded solemnly. This could be described as shock. After all, in Orcutt Academy, whether it was the literature and language class, the magic class, or the swordsmanship class, Ivette had never listened carefully.
During lunch, Ivette kept looking at Lane and Nanali from time to time but didn't say much, and finished lunch with difficulty.
When collecting the lunch boxes, Lane stepped forward and took Ivette's lunch box:
"Give me your lunch box. I'll bring your lunch tomorrow too."
Hearing this, Ivette smiled slightly: "Thank you, Master."
After packing up all the lunch boxes, Ivette wiped her mouth and asked Lane:
"Master, did my father come to see you this morning?"
"Yes."
Lane nodded: "He challenged me to a knight's duel and I accepted."
"Knight's duel?"
Ivette was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but worry inwardly.
Of course, she wasn't worried about Lane, but about her father.
She knew her father was strong, but he should... not be as strong as Octaville, right?
Lane had confronted Octaville before and their strengths were comparable.
"Don't worry. It's just a duel, not a fight to the death. Both your father and I know the limits." Seeing this, Lane showed a reassuring smile and patted Ivette's petite shoulder.
"... Um."
Ivette nodded. If this matter could be resolved peacefully, it would be best. After all, being caught between Lane and her father all the time, she also felt very uncomfortable.
After having lunch and taking a rest for a while, estimating that the time was about right, the group walked towards the swordsmanship arena and started the swordsmanship class this afternoon.
In the swordsmanship class this afternoon, everyone saw an unbelievable scene.
In the corner, Ivette and Nanali were standing together and Ivette was instructing Nanali on swordsmanship.
The two seemed to have a very good relationship...