Chapter 194 The gap between the gods and the chosen ones, a hostile view
Chapter 194 The gap between God’s favor and God’s chosen one, a hostile meeting (10K)
Author: Scarlet Echo
Chapter 194 The gap between God’s favor and God’s chosen one, a hostile meeting (10K)
Afterwards, Kyle returned to the room with a comfortable look on his face.
But what he didn't know was that in the dark corner of the Duke of Ingillans, an unknown change was happening.
2 Jin Rice is a new player who has just entered the game. As a new player, 2 Jin Rice has his favorite thing to explore the style of the Gate of the Lower Realm.
Including but not limited to fox girl, female ghost girl, snake girl... Unfortunately, the review mechanism of this game is too strict, which directly leads to many plots that he likes cannot be staged.
Perhaps it was because of the five-day brick-moving and the life of Fengqing Street in one night was too luxurious. Not long after, after changing his job as a stalker, he finished eating grapes from a fragrant fox girl.
He was found by a group of monsters.
The first time he saw the group of monsters, he thought he had received some hidden task. Anyway, he relied on his low level and would not die, so he followed these bad intentions without hesitation.
People, see if there is any good or bad luck.
But it is obvious that things are not as simple as he imagined.
In the sewers all over the Duke of England's King's Capital, he saw a scene that was almost certainly impossible to pass the trial...the experimental corpses everywhere, and a smiling person looked at him, and he looked at him without good intentions.
wack".
Instinctively, he felt that this person looked very annoying. 2 kilograms of rice directly punched the smiling big cake without hesitation.
Then he lived a life like he was in prison, and the "Frankenstein" began to touch his body while smiling.
Of course, it is not the kind of inappropriate moves. It mainly conducts various strange experiments directly on yourself. This guy, 2 kilograms of rice, is also a very curious player.
If it were an ordinary player, when he saw his body being transformed into a gang creature, he not only did not choose to reset the resurrection point of his game characters, but instead hummed a few words, "Oh," he said.
Hey” and then enjoyed this body transformation.
Well, to be honest, 2 kilograms of rice just want to see what these strange NPCs who suddenly brought themselves to the sewer want to do.
For this reason, he didn't even mind letting his body be harmoniously integrated into mosaics.
Speaking of these NPCs, it's quite strange.
Before he first came to him, he first asked him, "Do you want to do a big business? If you can succeed, it will give you huge benefits that will allow you to use it until the extraordinary level."
Hearing this sentence, 2 kilograms of rice was immediately unhappy.
Am I the kind of person who forgets righteousness when seeing profit?
Well, I am!
Make money, don’t lose money!
He decisively put a flattering smile on his face, which allowed him to use the benefits of the extraordinary level. If he sold it to those NPCs, Fengqing Street would invite three beautiful ladies from different races to feed him grapes.
It's enough to eat for a month!
This matter can be done in principle!
Then the NPC who pulled him to the sewer showed a bright smile on his face and said, "Good brother, I saw that you are a good colleague suitable for our Black Sun Church. I believe that our Black Sun Church will have a
As long as you can come back alive, you will be able to kill the other bishops, and you will have a lot of money and power."
Oh, it's actually a church, but the people in this church don't look very serious. Let's not talk about why the backbone needs to "kill another bishop to death" to get rich, just look at the posture of this guy painting the cake.
It already has a bit of a pyramid scheme.
Of course, compared to the notorious industry, this guy's face looks more like the ones that came to college to engage in campus recruitment. It is better to start PPT promotions one by one, and talk about salary, welfare, etc.
I immediately began to divert my attention.
If I accidentally get a group of people into my own business and work for a month, I will 996,007 every day, wolf culture, management trainees need to work harder during their growth...
A messy punch was hit and I got my salary in the middle of the month.
Five insurances and one fund together 4,000!
It can't even keep up with the amount of personal income tax payment.
Dictionary, too dictionary!
This is also why he immediately punched that guy in Frankenstein style.
That’s right, the tragic experiences he mentioned above after graduation from school recruitment were all the experiences of a friend of him...!
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What's more, even if he punched the guy who looked like a big fool, he wasn't angry.
Instead, he smiled and said to 2 kilograms of rice: "It's very good, very energetic. He didn't think about it when he met. You are indeed a qualified Black Japanese believer!
We believers in Black Sun must be able to do what ordinary people cannot and dare to attack their colleagues at any time. Now you have initially obtained such qualifications!”
The dog had to shake his head when he heard this.
These guys seemed to have some serious brain disease. After being punched, they even praised themselves. Are they really a group of crazy evil god believers?
Then 2 kilograms of rice quickly paid the price for his innocence.
"Oh hey!"
The body was almost swollen into a tank of 2 kilograms of rice and groaned.
This damn Frankenstein had some personal grudges when he was doing it. He felt that the pain in his body was almost beyond the limit he could tolerate.
Damn it, the pain blocking system of this game doesn’t seem to work so well. I feel that this soreness is almost overwhelming with the soreness after the cold!
"Hahaha, it's successful, we've succeeded! Sure enough, compared to the group of untouchables in the lower city, the people of Shangshuya would obviously be better used!
Before the experiments in the past could reach this point, they had already lost control due to excessive pain. How could they still maintain a basic human form like this guy now!"
The bishop, who had no name yet, had an unusual blush on his face, as if he was drunk, and he said shakingly:
Although the 'Evil God's Meat Experimental Physician' plan cannot produce a perfect product, this little guy is of good quality and is used as a prop for a one-time attack. In terms of physical destructive power, he can catch up with the Holy
It's domain.
Staya, as long as we find a few more undead people for me and make more experimental subjects for evil gods to receive flesh, we will definitely give that idiot Sith a good look!"
"Oh hey!"
The 2 jin of rice made a humming sound again, and then the sound attracted the attention of Frankenstein. He turned his head and looked at the 2 jin of rice. His smile no longer appeared on his face, leaving only the cold and hideous villain's face.
He raised his feet and kicked him hard at the head of 2 kilograms of rice.
Accompanied by the dull impact, a satisfied expression appeared on his face and he whispered:
"In this way, if I take the position of Archbishop in the Sith's hands, there will definitely be no problem!"
The woman called Stia slowly approached Frankenstein with a flattering smile on her face and said slowly:
"Bike Royd, is this the evil god's body successful in the experiment?"
Frankenstein Royd showed a proud expression on his face, and reached out to penetrate Stia's black robe, and snorted:
"It's basically 80% of our initial goal plan. Now the most important thing is to try to see if this guy is easy to use.
Why, the little horse flea and bird, my transformed big baby can no longer satisfy you? I see that you just greedy and stared at the experimental subject. Why, do you want to try my masterpiece?"
Stia held his face in both hands, showed a embarrassed expression, and said with a low smile: "Biden Royd is really great, but they also want to change their tastes occasionally."
"Tsk tsk tsk, these guys are inferior!"
Seeing that the scene was about to develop in the direction of impart, the 2 kilogram of rice did not continue to feed it, but instead began to watch the drama of the dog and the woman with interest.
"The little horse flea is also a bird. Are you really so impatient? Do you want to call a few more believers tonight? I believe they are starting to repent now." Bishop Royd showed a malicious look on his face.
Stia blinked the big eyes with eyeshadow and smiled in a daze: "It's also a good suggestion, but now before satisfying the believers, can we ask Bishop Royd to satisfy the little girl?"
She said, regardless of Bishop Royd's restless hand movement, and directly pressed towards him further.
Good guy! I called good guy!
The 2 kilograms of rice on the side only felt that these guys really know how to play.
Is this something I can see without spending money?
Before he could think too much, he saw the Dark Sun Female believer named Stia exploring his restless little hand down.
Then……
"Ah...what are you doing!?" Bishop Royd roared angryly.
At that moment, a broken dagger with silver light suddenly passed by him, and a dark T-shaped piece of meat fell to the ground.
"Of course...it's your life!" The sudden change was so scared that 2 kilograms of rice trembled.
I only saw that the woman took advantage of Bishop Royd's fatal injury and instantly moved forward and gave her respected Bishop Royd a fatal post.
The 2 kilograms of rice restricted to the laboratory bench watched Stia's sharp blade penetrate Bishop Royd's chest. The woman still had a confused smile on her face. Looking from behind, it seemed like lovers were each other.
Hugs are just like.
Bullfrog Bullfrog!
I felt like I had watched a big show with 2 kilograms of rice.
Seeing Bishop Reud who was lying on the ground with blood flowing all over the ground, Stia swung the dagger in his hand, and a long bloodline splattered all over the ground:
"Sorry, Bishop Royd, I am Archbishop of the Sith. In your words...hehe, I am an insider!
I do want to try the taste of the evil god's body, but I'm sorry, I want to try the taste of the experiment that is mastered in the hands of Archbishop of the Sith.
As for you, when we use the experimental subject, you can just take the blame in the underworld! Goodbye, my dear Bishop Reyd! In fact, Archbishop Sith tastes better than you! Ahem..."
As he spoke, Stia suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood and stared blankly at a black stick passing through his chest.
The black stick was flashing with magical aura. It was under the blessing of the magical aura that her protective equipment seemed to be completely worn out and was penetrated by a blow.
"Oh, I said that your child is quite useful... Why are you so restless? Now, it's a pity that people are just dying like this.
But don't worry, I will put you in the frozen corpse liquid. After all, you have at least a pretty good body. Although the market for corpses is relatively niche, some people will like it after handling it...
…
Goodbye, my dear Stia, may you continue to enjoy endless joy in the kingdom of God of my God, Cirick!”
Standing behind Stia was a Bishop Reud who was completely uninjured.
He kicked Stia away and came to the corpse of another "self" who could not afford to fall: "It seems that the secret doll's technique needs to be further improved!"
What a guy! This drama is really like a mantis stalking the cicada, and the oriole is behind it!
I can't understand the twists and turns of the 2 kilograms of rice in this situation. Who is the mantis and who is the oriole?
But what is certain is... Hey, I seem to have become the arrested cicada?
Just as he was thinking this way, Bishop Royd, who was originally close to 2 kilograms of rice, suddenly coughed.
As he coughed louder and louder, with a whimper, his thumbs stretched out from his throat.
More and more of the thumbs were poking out, from thumbs to palms. Finally, two slender female palms squeezed out from his throat, shaking his mouth and pulling them away with force.
Bishop Royd's mouth was pulled bigger and bigger!
Finally, with a wow, the flesh and blood on his cheeks broke apart,
An unprecedented cruel scene appeared in the shocked gaze of 2 jin of rice. Those scenes were too cruel and triggered his own holy light shielding system.
At that moment, he only felt like his eyes were blind and he could not see anything.
I saw Stia, who was lying on the ground, stood up with trembling body.
"Ahem...the secret technique of flower limbs, my bishop, this is the secret technique you personally exchanged for me. Why don't you gain a little memory?
Unfortunately...hehe, Bishop Royd is worthy of being the bishop...hehehe... In the end, it's just a matter of exchanging your life with you!
This is really...a pity!"
A painful expression appeared on Stia's face and he shakingly tried to stand up, but in the end he was like a patient who was looking back, he fell down again soon.
So only Bishop Reud, whose face and throat were broken into two pieces, and Stia, who fell to the ground for a long time and did not move again.
The scene was in extreme silence for a moment. Two kilograms of rice were coldly feeling the situation on the scene, and suddenly a sense of boringness came out.
These two people died like this?
Wait, you guys are controlling my body to cause damage!
Why did you lock me up on the operating table?
Five minutes passed like this. Just as 2 kilograms of rice felt helpless about their current situation, another movement came from outside the passage.
I saw a group of Black Sun believers wearing black robes like Reud and Stia hurried in, looking at the scene, and their faces changed slightly for a moment.
"What happened to Bishop Reud. Everyone, immediately pass the relevant information to the superiors to destroy Stia's body. No matter what reason she died, I will tell the superiors that Bishop Reud was ordered by the Archbishop Sith to kill Stia.
!”
A middle-aged man with a relatively high status among the Black Japanese believers said coldly.
Suddenly, a cough came from the dark basement again.
It was as if it was rapidly contagious, and the coughing sounds of a group of people became louder and louder, and one of the fingers was spit out by one of them.
Then it was like a chain reaction, more and more fingers spit out from the throats of the group of people until they looked at their mouths with horror, and they were holding their chins, ruthlessly
Use force hard.
Accompanied by the wailing of a group of people, everything soon returned to peace.
All the Black Sun believers who came in were dead.
It was not until this time that Stia slowly stood up and swept his vigilant eyes around, as if he was afraid that Bishop Reud would appear again.
But this time, the scene was silent.
Stia finally felt a little relaxed, and she laughed softly: "After all, I won."
When she finished speaking, she slowly stood up and dragged her body that had only had time to treat it urgently. She walked to 2 kilograms of rice, with an intoxicated expression on her face:
"The next thing can be implemented according to the established plan!"
She carefully removed the device that controlled the big experiment body, and then based on the tricks of controlling the big guy that she had learned before hiding beside Bishop Royd, after a command, 2 kilograms of rice obeyed her command as expected.
She ordered her.
Stia controlled the evil god's body-in-law experiment and showed a satisfied smile on his face.
She turned to destroy the scene.
Soon all traces of their activities disappeared on the scene. In order to prevent some mage from tracing back through specific means, she even applied the blood of the evil god on the scene.
These mysterious forces hidden in the blood will automatically protect the scene from being traced back by the prophetic mages, and will even cause those mages to suffer a certain degree of backlash.
It was not until after finishing all this and chopping the body directly into the sewer that Stia controlled the 2 kilograms of rice with a completely numb expression and left the scene.
After being a happy man, he planned to post everything he encountered today to the game forum. He felt that he needed to remind those players...
Please, judging from the current situation, it is not the indigenous people who are in dire straits, but the players who claim to be the fourth natural disaster.
What a joke, these NPCs are really too smart when doing things, one by one, just like nesting dolls.
Judging from the virtual online game experience of at least 2 kilograms of rice, I'm afraid that many players' IQs are not as high as those in this game.
Cherish your life and stay away from NPCs!
This was the first thought that arose in his mind.
It was just something that I didn't know about 2 kilograms of rice. When he was controlled by Stia and left the sewer site where the mysterious research site was hidden, something was slowly squirming in the shadow.
"Oh, it's really dangerous! I almost couldn't help but expose myself!" Bishop Royd's face reappeared in the underground space with a disgusting smile on his face.
He looked at the scene that had been completely destroyed by Stia, grabbed his messy hair, and whispered:
"In this way... the evil god's body was sent to the old mafia of Sith in a 'reasonable' hand. I just don't know if that guy would be so anxious.
Ah haha, when the evil god was uncontrollably attacked the Baron Heloise by the flesh experiment, I wonder how my dear Archbishop Sith would face the furious old lion?”
Bishop Royd knocked on the wall, and saw a tremor on the wall of the King's Sewer, and a small wall slowly separated, revealing the box inside that had been hidden by Bishop Royd.
Next, the Duke of Ingillans will become a place of right and wrong. He took on the task of a big man and asked to guide the members of the Dark Sun Church hidden in the capital to get involved in this right and wrong.
He obviously didn't know what the purpose was.
But Bishop Royd knew that the plan he planned with the help of that big man would most likely cause a major earthquake in the royal capital.
And this... is exactly in line with the teachings of the supreme God Cirick, whom he trusts and respects.
"Ah! The great god Cirick, your loyal believer, Royd, is weaving a grand conspiracy night banquet for you. In order to make this night banquet grandly open, a archbishop will be sacrificed...
That's no problem, right?"
The crazy scientific researcher showed a happy smile on his face, which was the supreme happiness after the plan was successful.
All the Cyrics's mad believers were always ecstatic about hiding in dark corners and weaving one conspiracy after another.
And this time, it just happened to get Kyle involved.
After all... the most popular candidate among the entire Grand Duke candidates is not the Baron Heloise?
"Oh, my beloved God, how did you make me feel so jealous!"
"As your chosen one, the favor I can get from you is limited! There is indeed a ditch between the chosen one and the favor of God.
But it doesn't matter, God, Royd will continue to work hard. Sooner or later, I will take back your supreme love from that Baron Heloise!"
Bishop Royd said this, the cheerful smile on his face was unspeakable.
It is precisely because Bishop Reud is the God-Selected One of Cialek that he knows more clearly that there are two completely different treatments between the God-Selected One and the God-Selected One.
If you have to make a metaphor, you should compare the gods to rich forty-year-old uncles.
The God-Selected One is like a young foreign aid girl who calls for her.
The rich forty-year-old uncle came to the foreign aid girl, picked up a stack of banknotes in his hand and slapped it on the foreign aid girl's face.
The foreign aid girl did not dare to resist at all, and she also raised her head like a puppy and shook her tail and begged for mercy with her own financial boss.
The financial supporter does whatever he wants. If the financial supporter has something to ask the foreign aid girl to do, the foreign aid girl must do it. If the financial supporter has nothing to do, the foreign aid girl will find a way to make herself able.
After finishing the matter, the foreign aid girl could only say sourly: "I am obviously the same age as your daughter, but she took your money and spent it casually, while I can only lie here and let you play casually."
The middle-aged uncle looked at the foreign aid girl with disdain.
Can you be the same as her?
Then he turned to her side and shook her face, saying, "Stop talking nonsense, you can do it yourself, I'm not satisfied yet."
Well, it's quite sad to say.
If Kyle knew Bishop Royd’s current psychology, he would probably not laugh a lot and then perform what God’s favor is.
Why did Kyle dare to smash the four gods’ favors on his body directly? Are you not afraid of being punished by the gods?
The answer is actually very simple.
Those who will be punished for such things will not be considered God's favor.
Just like Bishop Reud's metaphor for being slapped in the face, Kyle, as a god-loving man, received the promise of "Flowing for a casual flower" from the middle-aged man in his forties.
She looked at the middle-aged man who was nominally called her father with an unhappy look, then went directly to the bank, transferred all the money from the bank card into her account, and then ran to the middle-aged man.
Cut off the bank card in his face.
The middle-aged uncle would just be stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay, just use it. It's just for you to spend it, so you can do whatever you want."
This metaphor is actually very appropriate.
Because most of the time, the existence of God’s favor often flows with blood from the gods who are given God’s favor.
Even in many cases, it is likely that they are descendants of man and God, born demigods.
Without keeping a little divine blood, how could it be so easy to become a divine favor?
But it is precisely because Lion Heart knows the life experiences of Kyle's parents that he was so surprised after seeing so many gods appearing in Kyle.
It is absolutely impossible for Kyle to have divine blood flowing.
The Lion Heart Man is very clear about this.
But when he saw Kyle again, he immediately thought that this was a miscellaneous monster that was born after four gods participated in the Impart.
Take a closer look.
Good guy, it's strange, why is it Kyle? Was he parasitized by something unknown?
Then I carefully checked Kyle's mental state and finally concluded the conclusion.
This child is still flowing with pure lion's heart blood and lion's heart evidence, which can be confirmed to be his own seed.
What else can he do? He's here.
The gods had already reached Kyle, so he could only regard it as Kyle, which was particularly popular. Then a group of gods looked at him and recognized him as his godson.
Of course, whether it is Bishop Reud's side or the thoughts deep in the heart of the Lion Heart, Kyle is not omniscient and omnipotent, so naturally he will not know.
Kyle, who had put away the lesson plan in his hand, looked at the students around him, and a smile appeared on his face.
These young children have just entered the Secret Book Master Academy for a while. The younger ones are just the age of primary school students in their previous lives. The oldest one is at the top of the sky, which is the first year of junior high school.
Looking at the children with the expression "I'm curious" on their faces, begging Keldo to tell the concept of war mages and the simplest combat experience of war mages. Kel always uses the teaching process to sort out
While you have your own system, you can also experience the joy of being a teacher.
The joy of watching children grow up is really an important reason why many old masters can persist in being teachers.
Although sometimes I will be troubled by naughty kids who are so sarcastic that they are dying.
Kyle shook a little girl holding his arm and asked him to tell him the simple and easy-to-understand little tricks of war mages to push away.
He smiled and tapped the child's forehead with his fingers.
"Ah, teacher, it hurts!" The little girl made a complaining voice.
Kyle snorted, without restraining the serious expression on his face, showed a smile, and said to her:
"This is the end of today's course. If you have any questions, please go home and summarize it first. Don't think about it one after another. Sorry, the teacher has something to do today, next time!"
Hearing Kyle's gentle voice, the little girl felt that the little resentment in her heart suddenly disappeared.
She reluctantly stretched out her finger and said, "Then, teacher, let's pull the hook. Next time I take all the questions, I must tell me all!"
Kyle was amused by the childish words, nodded, and gave birth to a little finger, and pulled it with the little hand, solemnly promised:
"About this, you can trust your teacher and me. Next time, remember to be prepared."
After saying that, he picked up the lesson plan and turned around and left the scene of the stairs classroom.
When he walked out the door, he saw Lily's senior sister leaning against the wall, swaying her smooth and slender legs and kicking the ground one by one.
As she looked up at Kyle, she smiled embarrassedly and said softly:
"Ah, Kyle, I'm waiting for you."
"Just enter the door directly. There are still many empty spaces in the stairs classroom. Will it be boring to wait outside?" Kyle always felt that Senior Lily seemed a little too dissatisfied.
After all, strictly speaking, she is now a teacher assistant to Mr. Lucius, and she can go in directly during his teaching.
Just as he thought so, Lily stretched out her hand and wrapped her hair hanging from her ears, saying in a circle, a little shy way:
"Actually, I'm fine. I was reading a magic book when I was waiting outside just now!"
As if to prove the reliability of what she said just now, she decisively took out a thick large book from the space equipment, talked about which part of the content she had just read outside, and what thoughts she had come up with.
When she talked about something related to magic, the expression on her face was so serious that Kyle couldn't even bear to interrupt her interpretation of the new theories of magic she had learned.
Senior Lily is really serious about taking magic.
Kyle could see this in her no matter how many times.
She is talented, dares to work hard, and is willing to devote her body and mind to it. At least on the road of magic, this senior Lily has the possibility of continuing to climb to a higher level in the future.
Thinking of this, he showed a relaxed smile on his face and said:
"Senior Sister Lily, the road to magic is still long, let's work together!"
"Yeah!" Lily nodded vigorously, as if she had remembered something, and said with a smile:
"Compared with this, Kyle, you are indeed very popular with younger classmates in the lower grades!"
Kyle was stunned for a moment and said, "There is no such thing? If you were to give a lecture, these children would also like it very much.
But to be honest, being able to explore the mystery of the magic path with these young children does give people the urge to continue to fight!”
“If you can think that way, that’s great.
Teacher Lucius said some time ago, Kyle, you have learned too much magic. At your age, it is easy to fall into a situation where you don’t know what to use because you have learned too much magic.
The teacher really hopes that you can sort out a magical battle path that is most suitable for you as soon as possible on the road of teaching magic to lower grade students."
Lily remembered the complaints that Mr. Lucius had caused great pressure to Kyle's learning speed in private, and laughed softly.
"Well, I understand." Kyle seemed to think of Teacher Lucius' resentful expression, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face.
It is not an easy thing to see such an expression from Teacher Lucius.
Just as he thought this, he suddenly found a little noisy sound coming from the edge of the corridor.
His eyes subconsciously looked over.
What caught my eye was a middle-aged man wearing a noble costume, walking towards him with a cane.
The moment he saw Kyle, a hint of joy flashed across his face and shouted:
"Baron Heloise, please stay!"
Kyle frowned, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Is there anything wrong?"
The middle-aged nobleman was obviously also a professional. He seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact, he took a few steps forward and quietly blocked Kyle's retreat.
Well, he thought he was just blocked.
Seeing that Kyle was not moving, he was a little nervous and relieved his mood for a moment, coughed and said:
"Baron Heloise, I am Viscount Elglan of the Royal Court's Noble Council. You are suspected of participating in a murder case of a noble descendant. Let's go with us now!"
Kyle raised his head slightly, and a funny expression appeared on his face: "Have you... learned the Federal Code?"
"As a member of the Royal Court Noble Council, how could I not have learned it? Baron Heloise, are you questioning our professionalism?" The middle-aged nobleman snorted coldly.
After hearing what he said, Kyle smiled and said in a low voice:
"According to the Federal Code, the Council of Nobles has the right to prevail when executing corresponding cases related to the nobles, but...
For communication work, the aristocratic Council needs to apply to the corresponding local aristocratic Council organization, and then the security-responsible agencies of the relevant departments shall be notified.
In the Principality of Ingillans, the department with such rights is the Bronze Cross. According to previous regulations, unless there were crimes against federalism, treason, and conventions against all ethnic groups of humanity, temporary law enforcement will not be allowed."
Kyle sighed and said with a slightly pity, "Back to the question just now, I seem to vaguely remember someone just swearing to me, don't question others' professionalism...
If you hadn't read well in relevant institutions, were fooled and used your most precious time to useless intrigues, I personally think that if it were me, I would try my best to hide myself.
At least this way, you don’t have to expose your stupidity to everyone.”
Kyle's words caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding students, but the guy who claimed to be Viscount Elglan had no fluctuations in his eyes and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"I'm stingy, are you finished speaking? After you finish speaking, let's go with me!"
Kyle saw this person's expression, and he could not know that this person was just pretending to be stupid. Of course, he knew that his approach was not in compliance, but for various reasons, he had already done so that he would not comply with the rules.
I have planned to take it away.
A hint of boredom flashed in Kyle's eyes. He had already begun to dislike this guy being too noisy.
But reason told him that it would be better not to act right now.
After all, if you really want to talk about it, if you attack the relevant personnel of the Royal Court Noble Review Council, even if you make sense at the beginning, it will become ignorant.
Thinking of this, he was about to say something when someone patted his shoulder.
Kyle was stunned for a moment, and turned around and found that at some point, Teacher Lucius had arrived at him.
"Don't talk, let me do it." Kyle suddenly remembered the voice of Teacher Lucius, which was to recite the words. A small skill that the mage possessed after its mental power was activated to a certain extent could not even be considered a spell.
Lucius glanced over the few people with cold eyes, and suddenly laughed:
"Interestingly, the little character Grantham despises is also afraid to come and comment on my students."
The next moment, a spell of confusion swept across everyone's bodies in an expression of the middle-aged nobles.
The confusing spell Kyle knew it was a single mind control spell, but in Lucius's hands, this single control spell suddenly turned into a group control spell, and it fell directly on it almost accurately.
Several royal nobles judged the nobles of the council.
"Tell me, who asked you to come?" Lucius's eyes were as cold as June snow.
Just looking at him, everyone felt the terrified pressure.
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Falling Diary:
I was urged to get married again. In my life, I will be urged by my family. I have a lot of time to say it.
I recently consulted friends who had recovered and recovered. Many people are also updating at that time, and then found that the original typing time has become endless now.
It was like a hole was opened in my head, and my concentration had dropped sharply, including me. I always felt that my head was full of a shadow, shaking, and it seemed that I had become much stupider.
(Comment: According to the salted fish, I seem to have become much stupider recently. Just kidding, haven’t I been so stupid all the time?)