take the lamb to school

The boy was Lambert.Since the start of the new semester, he has kept a close eye on Eiling for two reasons.

One was that Yiling's final quiz results were too good, and he felt dissatisfied; the other was that his father, Duke Truman, repeatedly asked him to invite Yiling to his house as a guest, but he couldn't come up with a suitable reason.

Lambert looked up and down, left and right for the lowly commoner whom he used to despise, but he didn't find anything special about him, so special that his father needed to invite him to the door.

It's just that he looks a little better and his grades are a little better, but these advantages can't make up for his grass-roots family background.

But it was such a commoner that he looked down upon, but he didn't know when he had an intersection with His Royal Highness Vigar!

Lambert clenched his fists angrily. He came late and only caught up with the end of the conversation between the two. He heard His Royal Highness Vigal say that they have always been good friends, and he also saw the gentle smile in Vega. There was a stream of blood on His Highness Er's face, which was in stark contrast to his haughty and indifferent attitude on his birthday.

why?

Lambert couldn't figure out why His Royal Highness Vigal was so polite to a commoner as a royal?He is the same as that boy of Gold, totally ignorant of maintaining the decency and dignity of nobles!

And his father, why did his father specially ask him to invite a commoner to his house as a guest?

On this question, Lambert asked Duke Truman more than once, but all he got was a long silence.And he didn't dare to challenge his father's majesty again and again, so he had to start from Yi Ling, trying to find some clues, but unexpectedly saw such a scene.

In addition to being angry, Lambert was a little flustered.

He realized that he knew too little. When he was showing off his superior family background, many things had changed beyond his expectation.

Like Ealing.

When he first entered Red Thorn College, he was the underachiever with the lowest talent, and he was burdened with the rumors of "relationship family" and "illegitimate child". After one semester, he turned out to be the second-best student in his grade. Wen, and many classmates are happy to make friends with him, and he even made good friends with His Royal Highness Vigal who has always been indifferent.

When the class time came, Lambert looked gloomy and hurried to the auditorium classroom, while secretly swearing in his heart——he must find out why!

*

The first rest day of the new semester is coming, and the last class in the afternoon is the history of theology.

The teacher of the history of the gods is Mrs. Linde. She is a gentle woman full of femininity and never speaks slowly. The boring courses of the history of the gods become lively and interesting under her narration.

Mrs. Linde said that the history of gods taught by humans is not actually teaching students the history of gods, but the history of humans' belief in gods.

The real gods have existed for too long, and the turmoil and ups and downs in them are beyond the knowledge of human beings. The god closest to us, the God of Light, has only been recorded for more than a thousand years.

"Human beings are small creatures, but studying the history of gods can't just make us realize how small they are. More importantly, when looking up at the stars, don't forget the people around you and the land under your feet."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Linde sighed, "I forgot, now I can't see the starry sky when I look up."

The moon god controls everything in the dark night, the moon and the stars, and these two cannot be seen after she disappeared, so Minsalu turned on the street lights.

Yi Ling's eyes sparked with curiosity, and he quickly raised his hand: "Mrs. Linde, I have a heartfelt request...can you tell me about the moon god?"

After him, other students soon raised their hands, wanting to hear the story of Luna.

It seems that many people are interested in the legendary Moon God.

"Moon God?" Mrs. Linde said with a smile, "I don't know much about her. All I know is that she is a deity who was born with the God of Light. She came from the God of Light, but she didn't know where she went. .Without her, the night of Pawawasi Continent will no longer be bright. All the students here should have never seen the grand scene full of stars, right?"

There was a sigh in the auditorium classroom.

"I've only seen the moon in comic books!"

"My mother said she had seen it!"

"My father saw it too!"

Yi Ling lowered his head amidst the discussion, and after a while he raised his hand again and asked loudly: "So, does anyone want to go and look for her?"

The students were all quiet, and Mrs. Linde looked at Yi Ling, her amiable face became serious: "Yes."

"In the beginning, many people wanted to find out where the Moon God had gone, especially the envoys from all over the continent. They were the ones who wanted to find the Moon God the most. But... the connection between the gods and humans is inherently weak. The gods have unilaterally cut off the channel, and even an outstanding envoy like Duke Truman cannot snoop on any news."

"Duke Truman?!"

Everyone turned their eyes to Lambert, and Yi Ling also looked at him.

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on him, Lambert raised his chin triumphantly: "Mrs. Linde is right, my father was one of the envoys of the Moon God Temple." After speaking, he turned his head and stared Glancing at Yi Ling, he curled his lips in disdain.

Yi Ling turned a blind eye to Lambert's provocation, and he was completely absorbed in Luna's past.What surprised him most was that Duke Truman was once the envoy of the Moon God Temple!

So is it possible he knew more?

After school, Yi Ling packed his schoolbag with a heavy heart, and when he was about to leave the auditorium with Bowen, a beautiful invitation was thrown on his desk.

"My father invited you to my house tomorrow."

A cold voice sounded abruptly, Yi Ling looked up, and the domineering noble boy was facing him with his unruly nostrils. Seeing him looking over, he bent down and leaned in front of Yi Ling and said, "You won't dare to go Bar?"

"Why should he go?" Bowen pushed Lambert away, relying on his height to stand in front of Ealing, blocking him tightly.

Yi Ling picked up the invitation, checked that the signature was indeed "Duke Truman", and silently put it into her schoolbag.

"I go."

"what?"

The two stubborn people beside them exclaimed in unison.