High School of Wicked Magic

The third day of voting is over.

Unexpectedly, the mixed-race attack did not stop, but intensified. The number of people in favor of re-election broke through the [-] mark in an instant, and approached the current student council president with a terrifying momentum.

The results of the voting are as follows: Number of supporters: 102895 people.

Number of opponents: 60022.

Number of abstainers: 13358.

Observing this result, almost every student can see the terrifying offensive of the half-breeds, like prehistoric ferocious monsters released after being imprisoned for many years, staring at a pair of pupils that can almost illuminate the sky, releasing She gave the most cruel gaze, staring at the student council president.

Everyone can feel the heaviness of the body, as if there are countless sharp blades of light piercing themselves.

In the past few days, even the air flowing in the college has become a little more sluggish, and it no longer has the agility and freedom of the past.

Everyone has a heavy sense of alienation in their hearts.

Could a half-breed really be able to stand up and defeat the emperor of the academy?

In the face of this terrible number, even Warfit, who has never put mixed race in his eyes, felt the pressure. Although there is still a distance from 15, no one can guarantee the result of this vote .

Student Union, Office.

Warfit stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking up at the dark night sky. He knew the result of the vote just now and felt terrible pressure.In his eyes, the originally beautiful starry sky looked like a ferocious monster, which opened its bloody mouth, trying to swallow him in one bite, and there was no turning back.

"10 people?" In the face of the mixed-race's unexpected attacks, he had already come out of the initial rage, and calmly faced the development of the matter.

Such people are undoubtedly the most terrifying people.

Don't be happy or sad for foreign things, keep a calm heart, wait for the development of things, and then seize the opportunity to fight back in one fell swoop to lay the foundation for victory.

Kacha...,

With a muffled sound, the door of the student union was pushed open. Silas, the head of the executive department of the student union, a man who was second only to Warfit, walked in from the outside. There was no trace of joy or sorrow in his deep eyes. , just like Warfit at this moment, seems to be transformed into a sculpture, so calm and chilling.

"Vincenzo's layout has been completed, we can counterattack tomorrow!" He said coldly.

Warfit turned around, shifted his eyes from the starry sky outside the window to Silas, and said lightly: "I see, um, thank you for your assistance, Silas." "Do you think you will win tomorrow? asked Silas.

"I don't know?" Warfit said honestly, "Sion took Barrett to visit those three clubs. If there is no accident, they should be united together."

Mentioning this, the calm Silas had a slight fluctuation for the first time, and a suspicious expression appeared on his indifferent face, "Why didn't you stop them at that time, Warfit." "Why did I stop?" Hua Fei Te asked back, he seldom explains why he does things to people, because he is an arrogant person, but for the partner in front of him, after thinking about it, Warfit decided to explain.

After being silent for a few seconds, he said, "The relationship between the Bronze Lionheart Club and our student union has always been unfriendly. It should not be said to be hostile. If there is a chance to attack the student union, they will definitely be willing to make trouble." "The Witch's House Those women seem to be few in number, but in fact they are the most powerful club. They have never been afraid of the student union, and have never had any good feelings for the student union. Even if we have never stepped into their manor, if they decide something Things are not something we can shake with a few words."

"The group of people in the Hall of Truth are completely lunatics, and they are not afraid to fight anyone, and I have never forgotten that evil witch, Pallier, who never gave up helping that person become the student council president. For her, it is a huge opportunity, and they will not miss it."

"The three associations are not very friendly to our student union. How can we stop such a self-deceiving and self-defeating thing, would you do it, Silas."

Silas is not an idiot, of course he would not do such a thing.

but……

"Hearing what you said, I suddenly feel that our student union seems to be fighting against enemies everywhere." Silas said thoughtfully, and began to recall the behavior of the student union in the past few years.

Warfit said disapprovingly: "Lin Dazhaofeng, since our student union is the most powerful organization in the college, there will naturally be some enemies who are jealous of us, little ones who are jealous of our power.

people. "Silas mused, the tree attracts the wind? Is it really so?"

"The big tree attracts the wind? Farting, it's completely farting."

At the same time, in the last room on the third floor of the old dormitory, which is the isolation area for first-year mixed-race children, Xi'an sneered.

After the voting results came out on the third day, the three people in the room suddenly fell into a frenzy. One hundred thousand votes was enough to excite them. two.

As soon as Zhuang Mingge returned to his room, he heard Xi'an's sneer.

"What's the matter, what happened?" He asked puzzled.

Xi'an said with a sneer: "I heard today that the student union is so popular that many people are jealous, and the wall is overthrown by everyone. That's why we half-races can take the opportunity to rise and march towards victory." Zhuang Mingge laughed dumbly, shook his head and asked :"Who said that?"

If this is the case, why would he run around with Xi'an, attract allies, and sell his sister, but in the end he was stalked by his own sister for a whole day, and he didn't get away until now?

"That's what everyone says." William explained.

"If the student union is really big and popular, it has already been pushed, and it will not wait for now. The student union is orthodox, represents the college, and is the interests of the majority of students. If such a student union is big and popular, the world will be over long ago.

Xi'an kept sneering, his pupils shone with a chilling light.

Zhuang Mingge said with a light smile: "You also know the truth of the matter, why are you so angry?"

Xi'an rolled his eyes at him, "I'm not angry?" He said so, clenched his fist and waved it vigorously, "I'm angry." "Anger, as for?" Zhuang Mingge felt more and more that Xi'an It's a big deal.

"The situation I have worked so hard to create is so unacceptable." So it turned out that Zhuang Mingge found that Xi'an was unexpectedly happy in a strange place, but it was justifiable, as if he had worked so hard It is no wonder that he is not angry when the papers he has written so hard are criticized by others as plagiarism and reference.

"By the way, where did you go today?" Xi'an suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Zhuang Mingge all day, so he couldn't help asking, "Could you have gone to the Thunder Witch?" talking.

"So, the matter is settled?" If it was possible, Sion would not want to meet that terrifying witch.

"Well, it's almost resolved, and the next step is to see if the three major clubs can do their best." "The three major clubs have already begun to exert their strength." Xion calmed down and said, "I received the Bronze Lion Heart Club today." According to the letter, they have already taken action, and the number of people who agree to vote in the re-election has exceeded the 15 mark, and is rapidly approaching [-]." This is good news, Zhuang Mingge thought.

Tomorrow, after my sister discusses with the Witch's House, the Witch's House will also take action, and the number of votes in favor of re-election will probably increase again.

The problem was the Hall of Truth. Zhuang Mingge always felt that the evil witch seemed unreliable.

But the facts proved that Zhuang Mingge's guess was wrong.

Early the next morning, Sion received a letter from the evil witch. When he opened the blank page of his student ID card, lines of words appeared, which probably meant that the Hall of Truth started voting today, which was completely agreed upon.

"In this way, the number of people will exceed 11." Xi'an closed his student ID and said with a smile on his face.

On this day, Zhuang Mingge originally planned not to go anywhere, but to quietly wait for the result of the vote, and to answer some doubts about magic by the students in his grade.

But yesterday he promised to meet his sister every day, so Zhuang Mingge set off earlier, left the quarantine area, and arrived at the Tower of Tongtian.

"Good morning, little brother!" At the gate of Tongtian Tower, Zhuang Mingge saw his sister's best friend, Miss Elila, from far away.

"Good morning, Miss Alila."

"It's really annoying. You can just call me Elila. You are Cyril's younger brother, that is, my younger brother. If you have any difficulties, tell me, and I will do my best to help you." The girl patted herself. Xiong Department, strongly assured.

Although there was no use for the other party, Zhuang Mingge sincerely thanked him for his kindness.

"It's too strange, thank you, we are siblings."

The corner of Zhuang Mingge's mouth twitched, he didn't know how to refute or change the subject.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Alila, where is my sister, is it up there?"

"What a coincidence, something happened to Cyril, so I was ordered to wait for you here, and today I will replace Cyril, and love you well."

While Elila was speaking, suspicious liquid still flowed out from the corner of her mouth, Zhuang Mingge felt as if she was pushed up by something fierce and was about to lose something very important.

"Die to me, you pervert!" At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from a distance, and approached Elila at a very fast speed, and with a roar, a gorgeous flying kick hit the target viciously. Elila kicked her out of the body.

Zhuang Mingge immediately dropped a black line. ! .