Chapter 252 (1/2)

Medland glory calendar, October 26, 1379.

The students from the fourth University of the imperial capital went to the gate of the Imperial University of justice to besiege and challenge Joe, the ”black sheep of the Empire.”.

On the campus of the fourth university, there are red faced girls everywhere.

They gathered in groups under the trees and flowers, whispering the gossip they had heard last night. With the women's habitual embellishment and discourse processing, they spread the gossip from mouth to mouth and spread again.

Those enthusiastic students who go out to ”uphold justice” have not met with Joe. All kinds of negative news about Joe has swept the whole fourth university like a storm.

In the mouth of those girls, Joe was a mean middle-aged man of eight feet in height and eight feet in waist.

In the girl's description, Joe uses the blood of a girl to maintain his skin and uses the baby's heart as a snack.

In the inferences of those girls, Joe would invade more than ten young girls every night, otherwise he would be burned to ashes by the evil flame of hell.

With the frightened deer's eyes and trembling voice, the girls had begun to mend their brains. The bedding Joe used every day was made of human skin.

”Who can kill this damned scum, terrible devil, I will be his lover!”

Many girls who are afraid and full of strange enthusiasm in their hearts have made promises to their best friends or close friends.

”The atmosphere is a bit strange.”

In the core area of the fourth University of the imperial capital, the top floor of the office building for school leaders and senior professors occupies the whole top floor. In the luxurious office which is seldom used in daily life, the imperial Prince of sorendy, Conrad von Heidelberg, stands in front of the French window with a glass of wine in his dark gray pupils staring coldly at the campus outside the window.

There was a black light in the depth of his pupils, and the wrinkles on the faces of people standing a few miles away could be seen clearly.

Under the trees, by the flowers, in every corner of the campus, wherever he could see, the faces of the girls were clearly visible. Conrad knew lip language, and he could easily identify what the girls were saying.

”Scum? Heresy? The devil? ” Conrad took a sip of the wine and gave a cold, contemptuous smile: ”stupid woman What do they have in their heads? ”

”Although I am the honorary president of the fourth university, I must admit that the students of the fourth university are not as good as the” scientific seeds ”of the first university in terms of IQ.”

”So what? These little girls are so watery, that's enough. ”

A frivolous voice came: ”look at that red haired girl under that Acacia How grand her mind is The Empire needs such a girl

Conrad turned and looked at the man standing beside him. ”Does the Empire need big breasts?”

The owner of the frivolous voice was a little hunchback, looking in his early fifties, a little bald, a little wrinkled on his face, and he looked like an old man with a seven or eight point resemblance to Conrad holding a glass of wine.

Hearing Conrad's words, the old man grinned and raised his glass: ”yes, her children must not lack milk Eat more breast milk, children will grow strong and healthy, such children join the army They can open up territory for the Empire and bleed for their lives

Conrad took a deep look at the old man and lowered his voice: ”if grandma hears you...”

The old man chuckled dryly. ”Gudong” drank all the wine in his glass: ”ah, of course, I won't let her hear You won't tell her, will you? Dear Conrad, my son

Ferdinand von Heidelberg, Prince Heidelberg of the Durham Empire, the Golden Oak Knight of the order of Darren, honorary head of the third order of Dabao, President of the royal court, honorary president of the imperial parliament, honorary judge of the Supreme Court of the Empire, and crown prince of the Empire Well, the crown prince in his seventies!

Compared with Conrad, who is tall and vigorous, and wears a stiff Navy Dress, Ferdinand, the imperial crown prince

He was not only old in appearance, but also much older than his father, Mata XIII, king of the Deron empire.

And his clothes are like this Weird!

He was wearing a wrinkled silk evening dress, which was all in blue, and was covered with a similarly wrinkled velvet robe with red background and gold stripes.

Ferdinand's taste in clothes is not like the crown prince of a mainland power like the Durham Empire, but more like a rural petty rich man struggling to maintain decent living in the urban-rural fringe. His clothes give the impression that this guy is wearing the clothes at the bottom of the box to show off his wealth.

Conrad's dark gray pupils swept past his father.

This kind of image of a bad old man, walking in the street, those little thieves of Potus will not stop his way to ask him for money As the crown prince of the Empire, what's the matter with the sour taste of the whole body?Shrugging his shoulders, Conrad took up his glass and drank it down: ”I haven't seen you for two months Why did you come to me all of a sudden? ”

Ferdinand took two steps forward. His high nose was close to the glass of the French window. His eyes were fixed on the girl who was ”deeply needed by the Empire.” he said, ”I'm also curious. Although you are the honorary president of the fourth university, you never like this position. You seldom come to this office once a year...”

”But this time, you have been here for most of the month.” Ferdinand licked his lips and whispered to himself, ”what's going on, my dear, ambitious second son, to stay here and study?”