Chapter 1,438 Behind every tragedy there is an unscrupulous teacher

"Okay, actually I heard it from the soldier and guessed it was you. I just came over to confirm."

Seeing the hesitant look on my face, "Should I tie this guy into a rice dumpling and sink him to the bottom of the sea first?", Omas immediately corrected his attitude.

"Then what?" I rolled my eyes and secretly felt a pity in my heart. If this guy was just a few seconds late, I would take action without warning.

"It's rare that Elder Fan is willing to take care of alliance affairs..."

"Wait a minute, what do you mean by this, what does it mean to be rare? It sounds like I've been slacking off." I couldn't laugh off the Indian Asan's careless use of words, so I interrupted and asked.

"Of course Elder Fan is not lazy. He is much better than Elder Kasha and Farah." Omus praised with a thumbs up.

"Well, that's pretty much it." I was satisfied.

Hey, wait, there seems to be something wrong with this sentence. The two guys, the old drunkard and the old man Farah, not only did not help Akala and Kane take care of the alliance affairs, but one drank alcohol and the other played explosives. If you score, the two

My personal management score is absolutely negative.

I am much better than these two people. Am I a negative number, a positive number, or a balance between the two? Is this Indian Asan really praising me?

"So, I came here to report the results to you, elder. This is what happened." Omus said loudly, almost shouting.

That anxious expression seemed to say, "Ah, no, this idiot is about to notice. I have to make some big noise to interrupt his train of thought."

"Okay, what's the result?"

I felt that with my noble and cool status as an alliance elder, it was really inappropriate to be in the same league as this dark, thin guy who bathed in mud every day and only thought about how to persuade others to become comedians, so I endured it, gritted my teeth, and said one word

One question.

"How about locking up a drunken barbarian for half a month?" Probably seeing how far my sanity had reached, Omus immediately put on a businesslike expression.

"Twenty days."

I pointed out three fingers...oh, no, it was two. Some guys would make noises, take advantage of my momentary calculation error, and immediately shout "Math Emperor" behind my back impatiently. I think this is wrong behavior, you

Think about it, five fingers are like brothers. Occasionally, you can't help but stretch out one more finger. It's reasonable. If you don't believe it, you can try stretching out four fingers straightly, only bending the little finger, and you will know your

What a buddies the little finger and the ring finger are.

"The extra five days... are not easy to explain." Omus was a little embarrassed.

"You can tell him whether he was detained for twenty days or detained for fifteen days, and then tell Bisi's fans what he did. How to choose between the two? I am not an unreasonable person.

Right." "Yes, yes, Elder Fan handled it fairly and convincingly." Omus wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Those who choose the second option for a mere five days in prison were definitely angels with broken wings in their previous lives.

"Then there's the problem of those soldiers." When it came to serious matters, Omus' tone became somewhat guilty.

"Why, you finally know that you are guilty? Now, do people in Kurast know more about you as a comedian or know that you are the leader of the alliance? You can tell for yourself." I glanced at him.

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"Well... I think it's important to make everyone happy." Omas' forehead sweated even more.

"Happiness is based on stability. If all soldiers had this kind of virtue, would everyone be able to laugh?"

"It's just a few exceptions. Asila's management is quite strict..." Indian Asan's voice became lower and lower.

"Asheela manages the Iron Wolf mercenary team. She is responsible for external defense and mercenary management. As for the soldiers who maintain law and order, you, the person in charge, have to personally deal with it."

I pressed my forehead with a headache. This Indian Asan actually left everything to the people below to do it. I didn’t know what to say.

Speaking of Asila, do you still remember that super sexy hot beauty with a hot body, dressed in a bikini, and a python hanging around her neck? Because the impression was so deep, I haven’t seen her for a long time.

, and still remember it.

"I was wrong. I will manage my soldiers well in the future." Omus finally bowed his head like a defeated rooster.

"So, Elder Fan, let's discuss it. We don't need to trouble Elder Akala to find out about this matter." Sure enough, Omas revealed the real purpose of coming this time.

After all, I am still afraid that if I complain to Akara, this guy, only Akara and Kane can make him obey.

"Well, well..." I said thoughtfully.

Should we let India's Asan go? I remember when I first came to Kurast, he often made things difficult for me in the test for the right to use the teleportation array, and he also made a lot of bad jokes.

As I thought about it, I had an inexplicable feeling of compassion for others. I felt that such unhealthy practices must be reported and criticized.

"Wait a minute, Elder Fan, I have something to say." Omas saw my thoughts and hurriedly came over. He glanced at the door with a evasive expression, turned back and lowered his voice.

“How about 50% off the membership fee?”

"I'll beat you up, old man." Have you still not forgotten to persuade me to join that strange organization?

"A set of books on how to become a comedian, written by myself and yet to be published."

"It's a waste of time to use it as toilet paper," I said coldly.

"Finny uses the roll."

"Wait, why me, meow?"

Feeney felt that she couldn't pretend she didn't hear this time, so she quickly interrupted.

"Shut up, aren't we teachers and students? Isn't it natural for students to listen to their teachers?" Omus hit her with his staff angrily.

"I think teachers should care for their students, not boss them around." Feini wailed, holding her head in her arms, and retorted, refusing to admit defeat.

"Naive, do people still believe in this simple teacher-student relationship? Feini, let me teach you the last lesson." Omus paused his staff in a deep voice.

"The so-called teachers are devils who enjoy teasing and teasing their students when they are bored."

“Ehhhhhh——?!!”

Feini let out a shocking scream, as if she had just realized how dark society is today, and looked at me with pitiful eyes, those watery eyes that seemed to be talking, as if to say, cousin, tell me, this is not the case.

, Teacher Omas is teasing me, right?

Although I knew that Omus was teasing Fini again, at this moment, I really felt as if I had been hit by an arrow in my knee. I bent over deeply and knelt down on one knee. I struggled to support my trembling body and gasped in pain.

There is no way to refute. Looking back on my own personal experience, I have absolutely no way to refute what Omus said.

"Although I can't refute it, I refuse." Obviously, Feini couldn't impress me at all.

"Why, I am a student who is useful in various aspects to you strong-blooded and energetic men." Omus showed a shocked expression as if his trump card was easily resolved.

I:"……"

Why do you have to use the words "vigorous and energetic" in your tone? How do you want others to use Feini? Is there really no problem with such a teacher?

I suddenly felt that I met an old drunkard and a fairy with hairy legs. It was really great. Didn’t you see? Feeney was already trembling with fear.

"Okay, let's put aside your unscrupulous remarks and let me give you a reason to refuse." After coughing a few times, I pointed at Feini.

"Do you need to do an experiment? You stand over there, and then Fini stands between us. We both wave to Fini at the same time to see which side she will choose to go to?" "No matter which side is good, what will happen to me?"

What do you think it is? Meow, I always feel like you are just trying to tease me, meow." Feini protested loudly.

"I see, I actually forgot the master-slave relationship between you and Feini. I lost." Omus showed a measured look, and then readily admitted defeat.

"It's not a master-slave relationship, meow, it's a cousin-cousin relationship, meow! That's right, that's it, cousin meow, you always treat me as a cousin instead of a servant, that must be the case, meow." Feini's eyes were filled with tears.

look at me.

I:"……"

"Why...why don't you speak, meow?" Feini was frightened.

"actually……"

I carefully considered my words with a serious look on my face, as if I wanted to tell the daughter I had raised for twenty years that in fact you are not my biological child. You popped out of the bamboo when I cut it.

"Actually, he is your cousin."

I accidentally got caught up in the drama, and I casually pointed at Omas next to me and said to Fini.

"Eh...Ehhhhhhh?!" Feini looked at Omus in shock.

"That's the truth. Look, this is a blood letter left by your mother, asking me to take good care of you and marry you to a good family." Omus handed over an old piece of parchment at the right time.

"I...I am actually..." Feini took the parchment tremblingly and took a look.

The title above is clearly "Pig Raising and Vaccination Precautions".

"Bullying... bullying people, they obviously... obviously trust my cousin so much!" After a few seconds, Feini ran away in tears.

"The heat is lacking."

"Yes, as an acrobat, you are first-rate, but comedians can only always play the role of being bullied."

Omas and I looked at Fini's figure and sighed.

"Okay, I also know that you are responsible for the work of the mage tower and Kurast's defensive magic circle. You are really busy. I will report it to Akala this time."

After coming back to my senses, I straightened my expression for a moment.

"But please spare some time from running comedians and managing soldiers."

"Do you want to squeeze in time from here?" Omus made a difficult decision.

"The worst I can do is lose an hour of sleep."
To be continued...