Azur Lane: I Crossed the Graduation Port Area

Chapter 1385 I can’t say I’m cosplaying…

"Teacher! Teacher!!!"

The fifth level of the underground maze in the South Wind Plain is a mountain space that towers into the clouds.

But it was still dark, and the raging wildfire almost lit up the sky like day.

Two girls, who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old and were wearing academy uniforms, were crawling on the ground, staring at the figure being engulfed by flames in front of them, crying and wailing in despair.

One of the two girls has dog ears and dark golden vertical pupils, while the other has blood-red eyes and canine fangs that are sharper than those of normal humans.

They are abandoned werewolves and vampires who were adopted by the Church of Holy Light when they were young.

Because of their outstanding talents, they were selected by the instructors of the National Paladin Academy to become students and were supposed to enroll in the academy.

But who would have thought that as soon as they left the city with their fellow foreign classmates, they were surrounded and hunted down several times by slave traders and bandits.

The other two students had already been captured, and their teacher had done his best to protect them and allow them to escape here.

but……

"Bah, this old guy really deserves to be from the National Academy. He insisted on wasting a seventh-level magic scroll of mine to solve it."

The raging flames blocking their way were blown away by the strong wind, and the tall and thin figure that made the two foreign girls angry and desperate walked slowly towards them.

Along with them, there were a dozen burly bandits holding torches and with hideous and greedy smiles on their faces.

The slave trader Mander looked at the people huddled together on the ground, shivering as they looked at their goods, but his expression was not looking good.

He really lost a lot of money on this business trip.

Although he knew that the faculty and staff of the National Paladin Academy were tough guys and tried not to provoke them.

But who could have guessed that the frail old man was actually a sixth-level magician of the protection school?

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have taken the risk.

If I hadn't spent a large sum of money to buy the life-saving magic scroll of the Flame Demon's Claw, I'm afraid I don't know how much time it would take to solve the problem.

"This batch of goods is really good, hehe."

The bandit leader who planned this operation with Mand was a tall, bald man wearing a fur vest and holding a huge axe.

He walked slowly to Mander's side, looked up and down at the two foreign girls, and grinned:
"That magic scroll is worth a lot of money, right? Let me make it clear first, you must pay us a full cent of the reward, otherwise..."

"I know, it's my own fault. I have to pay you for it."

Mander looked at his partner with disgust and contempt, and then said in a cold voice:
"Take them back to the cage truck and send them to the outside of Shimmering Stone City, to the same place. My people will pick you up."

"You're not going back yourself?"

"What the hell, I have to go to the north to hide from the limelight for a while!"

"I thought you were fearless, but your backer..."

"Don't mention those lunatics to me. Damn it. I went to find them yesterday afternoon with the good stuff as agreed, but they kicked me out. I was almost beaten to death with the stuff!"

Taking advantage of the time when the slave trader and the bandit leader were talking, the two foreign girls seemed to have made up their minds. They immediately got up from the ground and fled in two different directions tacitly.

"Whoa!"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

But before they could take two steps away, they all felt a suffocating sensation on their necks. They were lifted up from the ground and struggled in pain.

"You don't think that since your teacher is dead, you can still escape?"

Mander raised his left hand at some point and sneered disdainfully.

An enchanted ring on the ring finger of his skinny left hand emitted a faint glow, indicating that this was exactly what he had done.

"Alright, alright, let's get this done quickly. There are two lizards parked by the river outside the maze. Who knows if there are other people deeper in the maze."

Seeing this, the bandit leader waved his hand, and the other bandits took out chains and shackles, ready to walk towards the two foreign girls who were controlled by magic.

But at this moment, something strange happened. "You are tired of living, touching my students and killing my faculty."

A gloomy male voice suddenly came, causing Mander and all the bandits to tremble in their hearts.

"Oh no! Could it be that the owners of those two land-walking lizards are also from the National Academy?!"

The bandit leader was just a warrior who barely reached the fifth level. He could only make a living by looting small villages and robbing people by setting traps and launching sneak attacks, being familiar with the terrain and having a large number of people.

The sixth-level protective magician just now had already made him feel extremely difficult to deal with, but who would have thought that there was actually an expert in this maze?

"The detection magic didn't give any warning at all. Could it be an assassin of level 6 or above..."

Not only was the bandit leader in a state of panic, but Mander also turned pale and looked around.

But apart from the still burning flames, where were the shadows of other people around?

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding..."

After quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he immediately put on a flattering smile and let go of the two foreign girls who were still wearing their school uniforms.

At the same time, his left hand quietly reached for the magic storage bag at his waist, ready to activate the short-distance teleportation scroll.

As a slave trader for many years, although he was just an ordinary person, he spent a lot of money to buy many life-saving magic props and scrolls.

He was very clear about the current situation. He had no way of explaining it to the other party. The only thing he could do was to save his life as quickly as possible.

"Misunderstanding... heh."

However, just as he was sweating and his fingertips had just touched the leather, the voice came into his ears again.

"You know what? What I hate most are human traffickers."

As these words, spoken with gritted teeth like a judgment, fell to the ground, Mander felt intense pain suddenly burst out from all over his body, as if his soul was being torn apart and disintegrated.

He wanted to scream, but found that his voice was suppressed.

Not only Mander, but all the bandits suffered the same fate. Their bodies began to collapse and dissipate into black mist.

In just a few breaths, the two foreign girls who covered their necks knelt on the ground in a daze, watching all the robbers and the slave trader's bodies disintegrate into nothingness, as if they had never appeared.

"Imis, are we... saved?"

The werewolf girl with short white hair called out her companion's name in a trembling voice, unable to believe that everything before her eyes was real.

The black-haired vampire girl with pointy ears covered her mouth and looked at their teacher turned into ashes, tears streaming down her face.

It was not until this time that Lin Lan, whose red glow in his eyes gradually faded, and the ship girls and Helophant beside him passed through the flames and appeared in front of the two girls.

He looked at the ashes of the cremated college faculty member gradually drifting away with the wind and sighed deeply.

By the time he heard Helophon's warning, the faculty member of the National Paladin Academy had already died.

Even if he arrived as soon as possible and used the power of invisible breath to disintegrate the slave traders and robbers, along with their souls, how could he revive those who had turned into ashes?

Even if the hero's skill bar was still there, it would be impossible to do it.

"Are you, like Mr. Kahn, a teacher at the National Academy?"

It was not until the black-haired vampire girl called out weakly with a sobbing voice that he looked again at the two exhausted foreign girls who were wearing the same style of academy uniforms as them, although they were tattered.

Noticing that the ship girls and Herophants were all staring at him, Lin Lan sighed again.

What a coincidence.

In this case, he couldn't say that he and his group were cosplaying, right?
Therefore, he could only show a reassuring and gentle smile, and said to the two girls who were waiting for his answer pitifully:
"Yes, don't be afraid. I am the instructor who takes the students out for training. You are safe now."

"Wow!!!"

The next second after he admitted his identity, the two girls, both still covered in dust, cried and threw themselves into his arms, as if they had finally found a backbone to rely on.

(End of this chapter)