When Roy was eleven years old, Tom once stared at him and said seriously.
"You're an asshole."
This is correct. If you look at it from a normal person's perspective, Roy, who has lived among beasts and aliens since he was a child, is an egg mixed with genes from different races. He follows the rules of beasts and aliens, and has no regard for human beings.
He has no regard for dignity, rules and traditions.
With a bastard's mind, he will naturally do bastard things. How can such a guy be expected to swallow his anger and remain indifferent after being booed and humiliated by hundreds of people?
Just like the roar of a lion, the upright posture of a giant bear, the coiled snake's head, or the wrinkled nose and exposed fangs of a hungry wolf, Roy's response was a middle finger!
Dry!
This gesture was the first gesture Roy learned after returning to the human world.
At that time, he was less than ten years old and was working in a tavern. While serving water, pouring wine, wiping tables and washing dishes, he found that there were often conflicts between two groups of drunkards.
As soon as this gesture appears, fists will fly and cups will fly.
It turns out that this is a human movement to express anger. Little Roy learned it in a daze, and then used it when he had a quarrel with Grandpa William, and was beaten severely.
Although the results of being diligent and studious are not very good, Roy still loves this gesture that is miraculous in causing trouble. He has always felt that this gesture is masculine, domineering, straightforward, and majestic. If he had learned it earlier, he would not be in trouble.
When facing the roaring beast with its teeth bared, he just stared in a weak tone.
Therefore, while Roy was being beaten, he made up his mind that one day he would do this in a more majestic and lively place with more people, livelier and more eye-catching than the pub.
And today, this opportunity has come.
If you want to quarrel, I can't quarrel with these many people with just one mouth. If you want to fight, the result will naturally be worse. Even if I have extraordinary talent, I will be beaten to death.
So amidst people's boos, Roy excitedly gave his middle finger to each group of noble children one by one. And intentionally or unintentionally, he shook his slender middle finger in the direction of Diarra and Farley.
Rotating and swinging, ecstatic and arrogant!
The people in the stands were almost going crazy. After a dead silence, there was a thunderous uproar.
Diarra, Farley and others were livid, and their eyes almost burst into flames when they stared at Roy. If this was not an academy, and their identity was neither teaching Roy nor students, there would probably be a hundred Roys.
They will also be chopped into pieces under their crazy knives!
The noble children had already cursed loudly.
"Roy, you are so presumptuous!"
"You bastard!"
"Damn you, you are too arrogant. Don't pull me, I will definitely beat him today! I have already seen that this kid is not pleasing to the eye."
Normally, these aristocratic children would maintain their status as tutors, be courteous in their words and deeds, and never lose their grace. But at this moment, with Roy's middle finger, they all turned into fried cocks.
The demeanor of a tutor and the temperament of a child of a noble family were all forgotten.
If it weren't for the high stands blocking the way, and if it weren't for the instructors yelling and restraining them, I'm afraid they would have rushed down and started fighting.
I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen them so arrogant. I have seen them arrogant, but I have never seen them so arrogant. Many people have only heard that Roy spit in Scarlett and others' letter of challenge, but have not seen it with their own eyes.
.I didn’t know the rumors were true until I saw it with my own eyes today.
No wonder Scarlett and the others confronted him as soon as school started!
This kid is like a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard! Facing hundreds of people, he dared to be so provocative, but imagine what kind of face Scarlett saw back then! Not to mention Scarlett
He is so noble and arrogant that even a noble child cannot stand it.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the stands were filled with curses.
"This kid is really a bastard!" A supporter elder paused his cane and said displeasedly, "He is so wild and rebellious at a young age. Is he still a future imperial knight? His behavior is not only against the knights
The humiliation is also a humiliation to our first training camp!”
"Sir, you are right," Farley agreed with a sneer, scanning the direction of Gustas with a pair of triangular eyes, and said, "Such a black sheep should have been expelled from the academy long ago. However, some people are protecting him.
Supporting him from behind made him doubly arrogant."
Farley's voice was not loud, but it was enough for the people on Gustas' side to hear clearly. Wald had a straightforward personality. When he heard this, he immediately stared at Farley and said, "I have something to say.
Just say it clearly, don't be weird. Why are there people? Do you want me to tell you the name of the dean? "
Walder's words made Farley's face stiffen, and he couldn't stand it anymore.
You know, although there are thousands of people in this arena, even fools know that behind this game is Gustas and Diarra's arm wrestling, but no matter how openly and secretly the two sides fight in private, with a group of fans and
After all, you still have to maintain a superficial appearance of kindness in front of the guests.
Besides, Gustas is still the dean after all. Farley is not Roy. His status requires him to maintain superficial respect for Gustas no matter how presumptuous he is on such occasions. Otherwise,
The same label of arrogance and rudeness can be placed on Roy's head as well as on his.
It can be said that Roy is young and energetic and ignorant. He is already in his forties. Is he still ignorant? If someone mentions him in the future, it will probably be evidence of his shallowness and domineering attitude.
Walder had a vicious mouth and choked Farley half to death with just one sentence. His face turned blue and red, and he was speechless for a long time under the frowning gazes of the surrounding guests.
At this time, Diarra, who had been silent, coughed lightly and said, "Teacher Farley is right. As a student of our first training camp and a future Imperial Knight, strength is important.
, character cultivation is even more important. Roy’s behavior can be called wild and wanton..."
As he said that, he turned his eyes to Gustas and said coldly: "...I think, in addition to his original nature and moral character, Dean Gustas should really reflect on himself and see if he is too kind to him.
Indulgent. If so, I think the dean should apologize to all those who were insulted and resign."
As soon as Diarra's words came out, the entire VIP area fell into silence.
People looked at each other, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.
At first, everyone thought that Diarra was rescuing Farley. Farley could not say the same thing, but there was no problem in saying it given his status.
But no one expected that at the end of his words, Diarra simply tore off the last layer of fig leaf. He named Guristas to account and completely exposed the conflict in broad daylight!
As soon as these words came out, it meant that there was no longer any cover-up for the conflict in the Munich branch of the First Training Camp. And today's battle had moved from a secret contest to an open leadership struggle.
Diarra blew the first horn of battle, so decisively and so suddenly. It caught people off guard.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Gustas.
Gustas frowned and remained silent.
This pudgy old man, who looks like the boss of a small chamber of commerce, has been in charge of the Munich branch for twenty years. Both those who support him and those who oppose him have to admit that for the Munich branch, Gusta
Si gave the best time of his life and all his efforts.
However, his civilian policies have failed to bear fruit until now. Twenty years of hard work have resulted in countless doubts about his vision.
Four years ago, Diarra came by air with the aura of the general camp.
Four years later, their conflicts finally intensified. And the old man was finally pushed to the edge of the cliff by Diarra.
If he cannot prove that his choice is correct, then no matter whether it is the fans, teachers, guests present, or the main camp far away in the imperial capital, they will not give him time to prove himself.
Diarra's sword finally came out, and it was just the right time. Today, no matter from any aspect, Guristas has no possibility of winning. No matter what he says now, it won't be long.
, you will get a loud slap in the face from the disastrous defeat in the arena.
He chose to support Roy, just like he chose civilian policies back then. Today, he must take responsibility for his choice.
Under the gaze of everyone, Gustas stood up.
The teachers who supported him looked at him worriedly. Ivy stood up and wanted to say something, but in the end no words came out.
Today's game was under the control of Diarra and a group of people from beginning to end. No matter it was the competition system or the arrangement of the lineup, we had no involvement. Even among the five referees in the arena at this moment
There were two people who were not from Diarra's family, but it was just because Diarra didn't want to look too ugly.
It wasn't that everyone didn't want to participate or didn't understand the intrigue, but that all their suggestions were rejected by Guristas who didn't care.
He didn't seem to think that this regular internal competition in the academy would pose any kind of threat to him. He was focused on the upcoming war. For him, this was the first-class battle.
Important thing. To this day, his leadership is facing the challenge of Diarra's sudden rise!
Everyone is a little worried.
There is also a struggle in the main camp. The person behind Diarra is trying to replace Gustas and has no intention of holding this branch in his hands for a day or two. If Gustas cannot accept Diarra's challenge today
, then everything will explode in a concentrated manner.
Not to mention anything else, just the things Roy caused were enough to make Gustas, who wanted to recruit him into the academy and protect him everywhere, suffer eight lifetimes of bad luck.
If Gustas is smart, then the best choice at this time is to immediately draw a clear line with Roy. He may even join in and denounce Roy to show his fairness and get rid of Diarra's so-called "support for Roy"
accusation. Although this will lose a little prestige, it is the best expedient measure.
At least, he could stay out of the matter and let Diarra's long-prepared punch hit the air, temporarily stripping away the impact of Roy's upcoming defeat. In this way, Diarra would be unable to do anything to him in a short period of time.
. Instead of "taking the blame", you just talk about resigning.
I'm just being thick-skinned and continuing to act like a fool.
But once he chooses to continue speaking for Roy, then today...
Under everyone's gaze, Gustas said: "I don't think I did anything wrong, and I don't think Roy did anything wrong either."
As soon as these words came out, the people present were in a commotion.
Everyone in Diarra's group was beaming with joy, while the other guests shook their heads. Gustas was still supporting Roy like this at this time. I don't know if it was persistence or confusion.
Guristas turned a blind eye to the crowd's reaction.
The old man said with a smile, "If I were attacked by so many people when I was eighteen years old, I might have done more than he did. Young people, it doesn't matter if they are a little impulsive. Compared with those guys who are not old but have deep thoughts,
Come on, I think straightforward young people are more likeable."
These words made the guests stunned for a while, and even made Diarra and others curse in their hearts.
Although they knew Gustas was protecting Roy, they didn't expect that the old guy would protect the calf to such an extent. Roy dared to give everyone the middle finger, but the old guy dared not distinguish between black and white, and downplayed his behavior.
Interpret it as impulsiveness, or even praise it as endearing straightforwardness.
When it comes to being shameless and arrogant, the old man and the young man are a perfect match!
"Hmph." Diarra snorted coldly and said. "Since he is so impulsive and forthright, how come he has been knocked on the door for so many days without seeing him impulsive and outspoken once?"
Everyone nodded.
Diarra's words captured the key point in Gustas's words. You excused the kid's misdeeds as impulsive and outspoken. How come you hid in the face of Kevin's challenge? How do you explain this?
However, everyone still underestimated Guristas' shamelessness.
The old man looked approvingly and said, "That's what makes him steady and smart. At such a young age, it's really commendable that he can endure humiliation and bear such heavy burdens."
Now, not to mention Diarra and his gang, even among the guests nearby, many wanted to jump up and punch the fat old man on his thick nose.
Damn it, you still need to be shameless?!
Diarra's face was as dark as water, and he said sarcastically: "Insulting one's own people with vulgar gestures is impulsive and straightforward, and cowardly and evading challenges from outsiders is smart and steady? Mr. Dean, you really spared no effort in excusing him."
Gustas said calmly, "What I said is the truth!"
"Facts?" Diarra sneered, "Excuse me for being stupid. I don't understand the difference."
"In this world, everything depends on the big fist and the loud voice," Gustas said with a cheerful face, looking at Diarra, "Just like my position is higher than yours, you have to listen to me.
Yes. I am the Sage of the Sky, and I am stronger than you. If you offend me, you will be beaten!"
With a squeak, Ivy couldn't help laughing. She discovered that her father, who seemed like a good man on the outside, really had the talent to put people off the stage sometimes.
"You..." Diarra's expression suddenly changed.
Having been with Gustas for several years, Diarra never paid much attention to him. In his impression, this short and fat old guy was just an ordinary old man with no temper. When he saw him on weekdays,
Be polite and always choose to give in if there is a fight.
Unexpectedly, Gustas would say such words today.
Ignoring Diarra's livid face, Gustas smiled slightly and continued leisurely: "Since fists are principles, then Roy can be smart and steady when facing strong people. When facing weak people, he can
Impulsive and straightforward, what’s so strange about that?”
"Weak?" Diarra calmed down after hearing this, and grasped the flaw and said, "So, from your perspective, Dean, Roy will definitely win today?"
Diarra's words caused people present to whisper and discuss.
It is understandable that Gustas supports Roy, but if he talks too much, it is tantamount to forcing himself into a corner. Diarra spoke quickly. When asked, how should Gustas answer?
"Of course." Gustas answered simply.
"What if he loses?" Diarra pressed forward step by step.
"That proves that I have a problem with my vision and am not suitable to run the academy." Gustas said what many people did not believe he would say. "I take the blame and resign."
There was an uproar, and even Diarra couldn't believe that the answer he wanted came so easily.
"Okay." Diarra quickly came to his senses and nailed Gustas's words with a famous saying from the Golu people, "Every word promised by a respected person is a treasure."
"Deputy Dean Diarra is indeed very knowledgeable," Gustas said with a smile. "But what I want to ask is, what if the facts prove that I am right?"
The surrounding area fell silent, and the shocked people turned their attention to Diarra, whose face was a little stiff.
Everyone realized that the leadership battle of the first training camp was decided so suddenly and in a way that was almost like a bet.
"Then it proves that I am blind," in the eyes of everyone, Diarra took a deep breath and said decisively, "I, like you, take the blame and resign!"
Will I lose? Joke!
In the arena, there was still an overwhelming sound of shouting and cursing.
Roy regarded these sounds as nonsense.
After the horn sounded to start the game, he and the players from Team E stood on the east side of the arena, in a basic triangle formation, ready for the start of the game.
Team B is located in the west. There is less than 20 meters between the two teams. As the game begins, the eyes of the players on both sides become aggressive. The players in the front of the formation slowly walk toward each other.
While approaching, they were constantly looking for flaws in the opponent's formation.
Team B formed a fishing net formation. The eleven members were well-positioned and moved in a uniform manner. It was obvious that they had put in a lot of hard work. In terms of formation alone, this lineup can be called a first-level phantom formation. It is even better than Team E.
The basic triangle array looks much more attractive.
The voices in the stands gradually became lower. Everyone has focused their attention on this game.
Team B is the first opponent Roy faces. If even this team cannot win, then there is no need to watch the next games.
Looking at the formation of Team E, Ivy felt that her palms were all sweaty.
"Boy, you are going to lose, me"
Before Ivy could figure out how she was going to deal with Roy, Team B in the field had already taken the lead in attacking. It was like a big net covering Team E.
bang bang bang bang
This sound, like a war drum, was the sound of the ten knight students of Team B kicking off the ground and shooting out with lightning.
The soles of their feet stepped on the ground, creating radial cracks that looked like lightning. These lines intertwined with each other, forming a large net similar to their formation.
The ground is a net, and the sky is also a net. The flying dust is rolling, and along with the knights' battle ring force field, it turns into dust lines, intertwining into a net.
The shadow under the sun is like a net. The weapons in the hands of electro-shooting knights, whether long or short, are like a net. Their battle rings, whether high or low, in front or behind, are like a net.
In the stands, cheers suddenly erupted.
The power of the phantom array lies in form and spirit. Whether it is birds, beasts, or swords, guns, swords, and halberds, it must have both form and spirit. The tiger-shaped phantom array must have the agility and ferocity of a tiger, and the elephant-shaped phantom array must have the power, strength, and weight of an elephant.
The shape of a sword should be unparalleledly sharp, and the shape of a knife should be extremely sharp.
And any kind of battle formation, the more tacitly coordinated, the clearer the form and spirit.
At this moment, Team B's fishing net formation, when deployed, actually formed four or five net shapes. At first glance, it looked like several different large nets overlapping. Although compared to the second level magic formation, the third level magic formation
It still seems a bit rough and immature, but for these new students, it is already excellent.
In the flash of stone fire and lightning, Team B had already arrived in front of Team E. Ten knight students shouted loudly at the same time. The three in the front row were like dragons with swords, and the five in the back row were stabbing with spears. There was one person on each wing with arrows like a volley of arrows. Ten
Individuals, with different attacks, formed a dense attack network, covering Roy and others' heads.
Behind them, a magic student stretched his hands and created an elemental array with green light in the air. Where the magic surged, five barbed vines shot into the e-Team formation. They were like poisonous snakes.
, entangled in Griffin and the other four e-Team members who broke out in front of the formation.
Once they meet, Team E is already in danger!
In the stands, several veteran supporters stood up suddenly, their eyes shining brightly.
If we say that the victory of Team S just now was largely due to their strength far exceeding that of their opponents, it is not surprising. Then, the team coordination shown by Team B now is enough to make everyone pay attention to the first training camp.
His strength in battle array is impressive.
Not only were the elders excited, but Diarra, Farley and others were also particularly surprised.
During this period of time, they devoted all their energy to Brigade S and Brigade A. To them, Brigade B was just a touchstone before Brigade E. It was good to win, but it didn't matter if they lost.
But they didn't expect that this time, the strength displayed by Team B would far exceed their expectations.
Diarra and Farley laughed.
Under that big net, Team E's triangular basic formation looked vulnerable!... (To be continued.)