Chapter 158 The parrot in the library is very polite

In a few days, Ye Zhi planned to hold a dinner party at the Riverside Inn and invited Lisa, a vampire, to attend.

As a surgeon, she is exactly the type of professional talent that Morning Frost Ridge lacks. If she can be brought up the mountain, the medical development of the territory will hopefully be further advanced.

"Whether Lisa's character is as Perron said remains to be further investigated. If she really does not harm humans, there is nothing wrong with recruiting her into Morning Frost Ridge."

Ye Zhi thought: "Although I can't provide her with human blood, I can provide her with duck blood, deer blood, and pig blood vessels!"

What era is it now? It's time for vampires to change their taste! "What a handsome boy." A trace of surprise flashed across Lisa's pale and beautiful face. She lowered her head, and her red eyes flickered slightly under her thick eyelashes. She thought to herself, "I don't know why, but he even makes me feel very familiar... a sense of déjà vu!"

Lisa never thought that this feeling was half influenced by Yeats's talent of 'harmless to humans and animals', and the other half was related to her "lost" manta ray demon.

The vampires secretly kept the silver-haired boy in mind.

At the same time, Dean Richard issued an ultimatum to Perron:

"I am now going to take Baron Yeats to visit the library. Before nightfall, you'd better write a sonnet in praise of Minerva and send it to my office, otherwise you will not graduate!"

On the street outside the school, Peren stood up straight, the midday sun shining on his proud elf face, and smiled:

"Sonnet? How difficult is that? I'll write one for you right now!"

After only a moment's thought, a sonnet with gorgeous words and profound ideas was recited aloud by Perron.

Richard listened carefully, his expression gradually becoming strange, and he said, "This poem is good, but it's off topic, isn't it? I asked you to praise Minerva, why are you praising the goddess of love Freya?"

"Because I can't help myself and want to sing about love." Peren said calmly.

Richard sighed helplessly and said, "Well, it seems that you will not be able to participate in the Minerva Trial... You should go and look for the realm of the God of Love. Perhaps you will be able to receive His blessing."

"Then I will take my leave first, Mr. Dean?"

"Go away, don't let me see you here again." Richard shook his head.

Perron smiled slightly, bowed gracefully, and walked to Ye Zhi's side. He seemed to remember something and whispered, "Please don't misunderstand me. I am very loyal to love. My current girlfriend is a Transfiguration teacher at the Mage Academy. Please don't tell her that I comforted Miss Lisa... I'm afraid she will be jealous."

"Ah? Transfiguration?" Yeats thought of something.

Perron smiled a little like a seasoned driver and nodded, "She's like a wolf. I mean, a wolf in the literal sense."

Yeats' heart was shocked and he felt a strong respect for Perron.

The fact that he can even do this to you shows that he is an elf who has transcended vulgar interests!

Unlike Yeats, who only loves fair skin, beautiful faces and long legs, highlighting a vulgarity! "My Lord Baron, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." Back in the carriage, Richard said with a helpless tone and a wry smile, "Perren is an elf from the southern forest of the Kingdom of Roland, wandering all the way to Jianhe University. He is unruly by nature. Please forgive me if I have offended you."

"I heard that there is a kingdom of elves in the south of Roland Kingdom?" Ye Zhi asked casually, thinking of the big map in Phantom Wings.

"To be precise, south of the Kingdom of Roland is a sea of ​​forests that stretch as far as the eye can see. Only by passing through this forest can we reach Alfheim, the kingdom of the elves."

Richard said, "There has been no war in the Middle Court in recent years, and more and more elves have come to the continent. However, the church has always been hostile to the elves. Places that believe in the Holy Light often do not welcome foreign races, and the elves are no exception."

"As I recall, races like dwarves and midgets can also be called 'elves', right?" Yeats said.

Richard was slightly surprised and nodded, "You are indeed well-read. This statement comes from the epic poem Edda. According to legend, after the first giant was killed by the gods, his body rotted and maggots grew out of it. These maggots turned into light elves and dark elves."

"The former are what we often call elves today. They are beautiful, long-lived, and gifted with extraordinary talents."

"Dark elves often live underground and evolve into races such as gnomes and dwarves."

Richard paused and said, "Although dwarves and elves are of the same origin, if you say these words to an elf, it will definitely make the elf furious and think that its bloodline has been insulted."

"The maggots turned into elves..." Gray couldn't help laughing.

"Humans evolved from trees." Yeats glanced at her, "otherwise why is it called the Tree of Life?"

Gray stuck out her tongue and suddenly felt the car shake.

Looking out of the car window, a majestic spire building like a palace comes into view.

"This is the library of Jianhe University. It is also one of the places with the richest collection of books in the entire Golden Lion." Richard said proudly, "Even the royal family's collection cannot compare with this. There are more than 130 steps inside the library alone, leading to the towering bookshelves. It can be said to be all-encompassing!"

"Oh, by the way, before you enter the library, there is something I want to remind you of." Richard reminded: "The librarian is a little special. Don't be surprised if you see him later, because this is quite common in Cam River University."

"What's the matter?" Yeats asked.

Richard smiled and explained, "The whole 'monsters taking care of humans' thing."

Soon, under the guidance of Richard, the two walked into the library, where they were overwhelmed by the soul: the soaring dome, the towering bookshelves, the smell of ink, and all kinds of flowers, plants and works of art.

The room was very quiet. Students in robes were either sitting on the steps reading or gathered around their chairs talking in low voices.

At the front desk, there was a red and green macaw standing on the desk. It was wearing a top hat and reading a book with its head down on the table.

"Oh—my dear Richard."

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The macaw obviously knew the dean, and telepathy sounded directly in the minds of Ye Zhi and others, with a strong translation tone:

"I've finished reading the poetry collection you recommended to me last time. It's so romantic. What book do you want to borrow today?"

"I'm here to bring the new lecturer of the Poets' Academy, Baron Yeats, to visit the library," Richard introduced to the parrot.

"Him? The new lecturer?" Macaw was a little confused and tilted his head. "He looks too young."

"But I am quite sure that he is the chosen poet of the goddess of art," said Richard. "Moreover, he moved both the goddesses of art and love with just one poem."

The macaw's eyes suddenly bulged out like fish eyes, and the top hat on his head fell onto the table. His voice was full of surprise and disbelief, and he screamed:

"What did you say?!"

The shout echoed in the silent library, and the students couldn't help but look over.

The macaw realized that he had lost his composure, so he picked up the top hat with his beak and threw it away. The top hat flew up and landed accurately on his head.

It looked at Yeats curiously, then lowered its head and its top hat fell on the table.

Then, the macaw picked up the hat and bowed, just like a human taking off a hat, and said elegantly through telepathy: "Please forgive my rudeness just now, God's chosen poet, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Santiago, I come from the rain forest of the southern continent, and I came here at the invitation of Principal Fina."

Yeats nodded in greeting.

This parrot is quite polite!

"What's your name?" asked the macaw.

"Yeats."

"Coconut milk?" The parrot tilted its head.

Ye Zhi: “…”

This is already the second pun today!

(End of this chapter)