The hottest time of summer gradually passed and the weather became a little cooler. As Loran Hill walked along the avenue of the college, he could see a few students returning to school.

Some of them did not go home, but took advantage of the holiday to carry out some missions with their companions. Others were training in the Mountains of Sighs, and after completing the mission, they came back directly.

"I'm preparing for promotion this year, and I don't know which academy to go to. I think Walled City Academy is pretty good, but I also kind of want to go to Temple Academy."

Several first-year students in green and white uniforms walked in front, talking about their future plans.

"It depends on what you want to do in the future. I've already decided to go to Pier College."

"Ah, are you going to join the army? War is pretty cruel these days."

"Not really. Bridge Pier Academy also offers courses related to ocean and navigation, not just warfare. I want to go out to sea and explore other places. For example, I recently heard that ice elves from the northern continent visited the empire."

"Ice elves haven't set foot on this land for thousands of years, right? I'm suddenly curious, are all ice elves really beautiful?"

"It seems so, and its hair is ice blue with a hint of silver, which looks very nice~." Now several classmates became excited, talking about the differences between ice elves and forest elves, and arguing about which one would look better.

These students talked about the latest news, discussed their own hobbies, and laughed from time to time, making people feel the beauty of youth.

Walking through the spacious campus and roads of the central school building, Loran Hill stopped at a bus stop. Today she was wearing a wide-brimmed beige sun hat, a simple summer dress, and woven sandals on her feet. Although they were not high heels, they still had a certain curve.

As the warm summer breeze blew, the branches and leaves of the tall apricot trees on the street swayed, and a slight rustling sound of leaves could be heard from the shade of the trees.

After waiting for a few minutes, a black magic motorcycle came from a distance and slowly stopped in front of the bus stop. Several first-year students got off the motorcycle, jumping and skipping. Since it was the central school building, they were particularly common. A small number of them were senior students from the main campus of the central school.

After they got off the bus, Loran Hill also got on, holding the slightly hot handrail, and sat in a window seat.

There aren't many people on the bus during the holidays, so there are many empty seats on the bus. Only a few students are sitting there, and it's very quiet.

Soon, the magic motorcycle started up and a gust of wind blew in from the window, making the room feel comfortable immediately, no longer as stuffy as before.

Driving through the flat and spacious central campus square and heading east, the buildings gradually became fewer, the road became increasingly undulating, and some trees began to appear on the roadside.

Further on, it is like traveling through a vast forest, with light yellow and green leaves filling the field of vision, giving people a mottled and vibrant feeling.

As you enter the forest road, the cool air hits you in the face, blowing on your skin, even giving you the illusion of being a little cold.

The tiny beads of sweat on my forehead slowly disappeared, my consciousness became much clearer, and I could even hear the chirping of birds in the distant woods.

"It's still the same here as it was before." As he once again rode the school's magic motorcycle, Roland Hill sighed softly, feeling a faint and comfortable nostalgia.

Following the mountain path in my memory, turning little by little, the familiar scenery appears before my eyes again, and there seems to be an imperceptible peace.

On the undulating mountain road, after turning one corner after another, the white fortress finally slowly appeared in sight.

The lake is as quiet as a mirror, with a castle and meadow by the lake, and forest cabins vaguely visible in the distance.

After getting off the bus at the square by the lake, Loran Hill continued along the road, then walked into the stepped path in the forest, going deeper into the forest step by step.

When she arrived at a certain place, she seemed to remember something and deviated from the path she was originally going to take, heading straight into the pathless woods.

The breeze lifted the girl's body, and she leaped lightly, passing through some dense bushes and jungles, and finally came to a pool of water in the forest.

Sure enough, she saw several brightly colored poison dart frogs under the shade of the tree again.

Her body landed gently on the water, creating a few ripples. Loran Hill bent down, thought for a moment, then took out two sweet oranges from her sleeves. She peeled the oranges, and a light mist and fragrance floated into the air.

These poison dart frogs smelled the scent and jumped over curiously, looking at the girl who looked vaguely familiar.

These little guys seemed to still remember Loran Hill. They were very happy to see her and made quacking sounds.

"Long time no see." Loran Hill said softly, then peeled the flesh of the orange and handed it to the little guys one by one.

The tongue stretched out quickly and rolled across the girl's palm, taking away the flesh on it, making the girl feel cool and moist in her palm.

Hmm, it's a bit itchy. Loran Hill wondered whether he should find some water to wash his hands.

Fortunately, poison dart frogs are not humans, so washing your hands like this in front of them will not be considered as disgust.

However, this thought did not last long. A loud cry was heard from under the pool, and then a golden poison dart frog jumped out and landed in front of Loran Hill. It tilted its neck and made a cry, as if to say hello.

"Long time no see, I'm here again." Loran Hill raised his hand in front of him and waved gently.

The poison dart frog with a small metal crown also responded loudly, then looked at the girl's palm, as if asking if there was any more food.

Loran Hill blinked and conjured up another big green orange. She had a lot of such fruits in her storage space, but she had a small appetite and it took her a long time to finish it.

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