Maple High School Academy Year 3
The Uninvited Guest for Betelgeuse - 6

6

GALAVIDI. He didn't tell anyone about his dream. Rather than not trusting her friends, she was more embarrassed to reveal the meeting in a strange and disrespectful voice. Although she did not know the identity of the Mother; although not a descendant of nobility; only the supporting-type magician more often sat in the back row; and despite being a slave though, she was a slave, he would hate that voice. Instead of dreams, Galavidi prefers to call him a saboteur. It could be that one could control the dimension under his sleep easily.

No matter how hard Galavidi ignores it, the sound advice rings. Finally, he really thought. “Akka, hand over the feather.” Galavidi put his hand on.

The jet black fur fits perfectly with Betelgeuse's personality. Galavidi did not expect that the fur was really beautiful and soft. It deserves praise that Betelgeuse's wings are more beautiful than Sam's because the demon-blooded angel is very fond of self-care. Actually, Sam also likes grooming, but not for himself, but his contract animal, Johnny.

Galavidi cupped his hands after Betelgeuse's fur was placed on one of his palms. Now he must calm down. Once closed, hearing, smell, and taste sharpen. Only those senses functioned very well. No problem, the most important thing is the heart. Not long after, his feelings lashed out as a streak of emotion entered his mind. Like a balloon increasingly filled with gas instead of a kite tied to a thread, he felt the sensation of freedom.

In contrast to before, Galavidi firmly believed his soul had been moved to do something. This isn't a dream. To where? He doesn't know. Knows his eyes work well in a very beautiful place. After a long time, he again felt the colors of the world during the day. Galavidi carried by the wind, flying without wings and ability. Underneath there is a stretch of blue and clear water to the point that it looks basic. Excitement grew as the raindrops drenched his uniform. Wide smile. Bright face. Of course before his body was dropped from a height and splashed into the water. He drowned.

Galavidi then woke up. “Rainville Region. We have to get there.”

“What is it far?” ask Sam.

“Fortunately, no. Located in Cristal Lake. If it is drawn a line from the port, it will be straight south. That's all I can say.” Galavidi keeps Betelgeuse's fur in his pocket. “You mind?” tanyanya after seeing the expression of Akkadian.

There's no answer.

Yes, the atmosphere of the Charming team is now like that.

“I'm hungry.” Kannika holds her stomach. “Isn't our team relationship now complicated? Hang each other's lives, but also suspect each other as if a little careless will die. Damnit damnit! I don't like this situation.”

Surviving in a timeline far from its original time was not easy for a group of young blooded students. From a long time ago, Maple Academy did have an unreasonable mission. However, this is the most difficult—at least for them, not the Headmaster.

“I thought we could sell some Betelgeuse potion to add money,” Sam suggestion.

“No need friends, ‘kan?” The Akkadian expression looked unfriendly.

“Not because I'm a real stud.” Sam sorted out the potions that would be sold.

Galavidi. Kannika lost her spirit of life due to starvation. Akkadian and Sam are obviously mocking each other. Nothing different from them. Can I assume someone is playing us? It's obvious, anyway, inner Galavidi.

“How expensive?” Akkad sneered and his gaze said, it is no higher than my money. From birth, he did not find any items worthy of being branded as expensive items. However, after recalling the present condition and seeing dozens of pieces of wizer, Akkadian pulled his words again, alright, it is indeed expensive.

Galavidi said, “It is expensive, but it shouldn't be this expensive. Who are you selling it to?”

“In the concoction shop next to the food stall facing east. At first I thought the same way.” Sam sat down and put down the bread. “Because the person is good, I made use of it a little.”

Kannika directly snatched one piece. “What metrics do you use?”

“I said that we are being punished for a mission without being given money and supplies for three days. Of course he pityes and gives this.” Sam held back a laugh.

Akkadian applauded. “Wah, it looks like Sam leveled up from an accomplished truant to an accomplished seducer.”

Instead of being happy, Sam rolled his eyes. “Ugh!”

“How much is our money now?” Galavidi pulls the money bag and calculates it. “222 wizer plus 47 wizer from the result to babu, the number to 269 wizer. It's quite. Next, you have to seduce people again to get food.”

Sam berbsuk. “Are you the real Galavidi?”

Galavidi's lips twitched. “What?”

“Since then you have never called me Chairman again.” Sam looked at him sharply.

“Only because of it?” Galavidi is not welcome.

“Only? That's important,” explained Sam.

Now Galavidi is not separated from the Akkadian view. Ishtar's descendants seemed to strip her. Although they had become acquainted since becoming students at Maple Academy due to room sleeping. Akkadian doubted, but at the same time there was a belief that it was his Galavidi. Finally, he was worried because his logic and feelings were not in line. “I don't know,” sigh Akkadian.

As the only person who puts emotion ahead rather than reason, Kannika has the most disdainful side of judgment. “I don't trust anyone including you, you, and you.” His fingers pointed straightforwardly in front of the faces of all the members. “In indirect, we have agreed to suspect each other. Every now and then I wonder about the reason we have this mutual feeling of distrust. Actually, since when?”

Those words bounced around the entire brain space like a terrible scourge that the answer had to be known. They—except Kannika—looks as if they both say, yes, yes, since when?