Chapter 151: Samsonta's Rules "Have you seen the devil?"...

The girl pushed Chris away without hesitation. She hugged the broom handle, her eyes shining. "My name is Fei Yi. I'm sorry for what I did to you before. Can you forgive me?"

She spoke very quickly, and Vifia could hear the sincerity in her words, but she seemed more like she was planning to do something after the apology.

After thinking for a while, Weifeiya finally spoke: "I am Xiaohui."

"Hello, Xiao Hui." The voice came from Eddie, who had come closer. He also spoke a little quickly, but it was fast enough for Vifia to hear every word. "My name is Eddie, and I'm Fei Yi's friend. I'm sorry for what happened just now. If you need me in the future, you can call me."

As she spoke, Fei Yi pushed his arm and complained, "Why are you interrupting me?"

"Did I rob it?" Eddie asked doubtfully.

Fei Yi ignored him and leaned closer to Vifiya, her eyes gleaming. "Have you ever seen a devil?"

This time, without waiting for Eddie to say anything, Clover, who had been paying attention to them, spoke softly, "Fei Yi, do you want to clean the fifth floor for another month?"

Fei Yi was confused: "More..."

Eddie quickly covered her mouth and pulled her back: "Sorry, Sister Clover, Fei Yi fell asleep this morning and hasn't come back to her senses yet."

He took Fei Yi's broom and said to Weifeiya, "Sorry, Xiaohui, let's talk next time."

Fei Yi, who was easily dragged away, struggled a few times in dissatisfaction. Eddie lowered his head and said something to her, and her face instantly became happy.

"Sorry for the long wait, Xiaofen." Clover wiped his hands on his sleeveless Surcourt coat. "Let's go."

Vifiya nodded obediently: "Okay."

Chris hesitated to speak, and could only watch the two people walk away without saying anything.

The entire Samson Tower is built of stone. Even with windows, almost every staircase is slightly dim, unless there is direct sunlight coming in, then it will be a little brighter.

"The time on the island is determined by the bells. The first bell in the morning is the morning prayer bell. At this time, you need to get up and go to the fifth floor to pray." Clover lifted her skirt and walked to the first floor, stopping from time to time to check if the girl behind her was keeping up. "There will be evening prayer bells. You will also need to go to the fifth floor to pray. I will give you the specific schedule."

"The first floor is Maggie's office, and there are some miscellaneous items stored there." Clover led Vifia to the wooden door on the other side of Maggie's office and took out the old key from above the belt of her altered coat.

She turned around and said, "Wait for me here."

Clover went straight into the dim room and rustled around inside. After a while, she came out with bedding and clothes prepared for Vifia in her hands.

She was startled when Vifiya extended her hand, gave her the clothes that were easier to get, and closed the door with one hand.

"Let's go to the second floor." She walked in front of Vifiya and did not notice the girl's thoughtful eyes moving across the place where she put the key and the wooden door.

As they walked forward, Clover said, "There's nothing on the second floor that requires your attention. Just remember where the dining hall is. Wait for me at the stairs on the third floor."

It also didn't take long for Clover to come running over. She held a piece of papyrus in her hand and handed it to Vifia: "Arrange a schedule."

The girl took it, and without having time to look, she hurried to catch up with the young maid and missed her.

The maid in front of us chattered, "The third and fourth floors are your dormitories."

"Try not to leave your room at night. I live in a single dorm on the third floor, next to the first dormitory. If you need anything, you can come to me."

"My specific schedule is posted in the cafeteria, and you can find me at the place I am at each time," she added.

Vifiya looked around. There was not much difference between the third floor and the two floors below. The only difference was that it was a little brighter.

Clover's voice gradually became softer as they moved forward, but it was still loud enough for her to hear clearly: "Everyone has one chance to change dormitories. The change of dormitories is still decided by Maggie."

"In addition to the prayer area, the fifth floor also has lecture rooms, where you will study, including a library."

"No one except Madam Maggie can enter the sixth floor and above."

"No one can leave Samson Tower without Madam Maggie's consent."

She stressed: "Especially at night, you are not allowed to leave the tower without permission."

She suddenly stopped and looked at the wooden sign next to the wooden door, which had a six engraved on it. She turned around, facing Vifiya, and said softly, "We're here. It's lunchtime now."

The young maid smiled and said, "Welcome to Samson Tower. From now on, this is your home."

Home? Vifiya subconsciously wanted to refute, but then she came to her senses and closed her mouth. She didn't know why she wanted to refute.

Before Clover opened the door, Vifia said, "Clover..."

She thought about what other children called her, and she called out a little uncomfortably, "Sister."

Clover lowered his head and saw the girl's eyes were filled with the innocence that a child should have. "Then what can I ask Madam Maggie for?"

After the words fell, the young maid showed a serious look in front of Vifiya for the first time: "It is best not to trouble Madam Maggie. If you can't solve the problem, just come to me."

Vifiya's expression did not change. She noticed the maid's implicit warning and chose not to continue asking. She smiled and replied, "Okay."

Clover stared at her face for a moment before smiling with satisfaction.

She opened the door and Vifiya followed her in obediently.

There are three beds in the dormitory, and two of them have small bulges on them.

Clover placed the bedding on the innermost bunk and began to make the bed for Vifia.

Vifiya looked around and unexpectedly met Nerys's eyes on the bed closest to the door.

She gave a sly smile, then closed it again as the maid finished her task and stood up straight.

Clover's eyes fell on Vifia, and he bent down and whispered, "Put your clothes in the matching cabinet next to the bed. The key to the cabinet is on it. Remember to lock it. It's lunchtime now. Study in the classroom this afternoon."

After receiving the other party's response, the maid smiled back and left to do her own thing.

The door closed softly, and Clover's footsteps faded away.

Nerys opened her eyes suddenly, got out of bed carefully, ran to Vifiya, and whispered, "Rest first. When the bell rings, I'll ask you to go to the fifth floor."

Vifiya had no reason to refuse, so she nodded.

In her sight, Nerys tiptoed back into bed. Vifia then obeyed Clover's instructions, found the key on the cabinet, and put the clothes in.

She subconsciously looked down at her clothes. Even though they were not dirty, she still swept them before going to bed.

Putting aside the question of who the other silent person in the dormitory was, Vifiya snuggled in the quilt and turned her body inward. She knew she still had many other questions.

For example, who is she? Why is she here? And what is St. Fagus Island?

There seems to be some secret inside the Samson Tower.

She blinked. She knew nothing about this place and basically only knew herself as Vifiya.

She couldn't describe her current mood, but calmness was the main feeling.

Her calm eyes suddenly lit up with the innocence of a child. Even in such a situation, she could still remain calm. Could it be that, as Nerys said, she was truly some legitimate aristocrat?

Ah, she seemed to be really expecting herself to have some earth-shattering identity.

An idea was like a cold thread, running through the mind occupied by the former, and it became calm again.

But would the nobles really go to St. Fagus Island? It seems that the life here is different from that of the nobles.

Why does she feel different?

She did not wonder why the innocent thoughts of a child were so easily and smoothly revealed, as if they had never appeared.

Without thinking about everything on the island, she closed her eyes. She needed to stay alert so that she would have the energy to continue observing in the afternoon.

Similarly, if you want to get information out of Nerys, talking rashly before you know everything might cause unnecessary trouble. Of course, no trouble is best.

By the way, will dinner tonight be pea porridge again? Little Vifiya thought vaguely in her chaotic sleep.

White birds flew under the blue sky, one after another, constantly hovering over the same body of water.

"Fine."

"Fine."

Vifia opened her eyes at the second call, and her head instinctively turned towards the dark figure in her peripheral vision. The moment she saw that it was Nerys, the vigilance in her pupils faded silently without her even realizing it.

She regained consciousness quickly. Xiao Hui is her current name.

She stood up: "Should I go upstairs now?"

"Yes." Nerys patted the notebook and pen in her arms, "I've already got a new notebook for you in advance."

"Thank you." Vifiya was about to get out of bed when she glanced at the bed next to her. She pretended to be calm and asked, "She..."

Nerys followed her gaze and explained, "You mean Dale? She's not in good health, so she doesn't need to stick to Maggie's schedule as strictly as we do."

The time was arranged by Madam Maggie. Vifia lowered her eyes and stood up with her hands on the edge of the bed. She wanted to ask more about this Dale, but seeing Nerys's anxious look to go upstairs, she shut her mouth.

The two of them quickly climbed to the fifth floor under the vague gazes of the other children.

There were two rows of long tables neatly placed in the room, and Nerys skillfully led her to sit in the second row on the left.

As soon as Vifiya sat down, Fei Yi, who was sitting on the right, came over. Eddie had no choice but to grab her notebook and run over to them.

Weifeiya looked over and happened to meet Fei Yi's curious eyes. This time she learned to lower her voice: "Have you seen the devil?"

Devil is the word she hears most often since she came here. Although she has no impression of how she came here, she actually remembers everyone's attitude when they saw her since she opened her eyes.

She concealed her temptation and asked, "What kind of person can be considered a devil?"