High School of Wicked Magic

why?

"Because of need." Uncle Mai Ya told Zhuang Mingge very bluntly.

A magician is a human being who signed a contract with the devil and paid the price. In a sense, a magician is a group of people with personality defects.

Most people sacrificed the seven deadly sins, but some people made another choice.

It's as if Zhuang Mingge claimed that he sacrificed memory, some people sacrificed justice, some sacrificed conscience, and some even sacrificed kindness, integrity, and a series of things to get what they needed.

If you ask why, the answer is simple.

Demons like human beings to fall, so human beings can sacrifice justice, conscience, reputation, love and other good things to gain more powerful power, that's all.

These people gave up their integrity in order to gain great power, and the academy couldn't kill them just because they made such a choice, so they could only guard them.

But blind restraint is not the best choice. Occasionally, I will let it go and let them vent, as long as no one dies.

So the underground arena was born.

Today, the underground arena is already a feature of Saint Laurent Private Academy.

It is also the most honed place in the academy. As long as they can survive here, they are basically the best of their age in the magic academy. Generally speaking, those who spend ten games are considered masters, twenty are elites, and thirty There's nothing wrong with competing for the top spot.

Therefore, in order to gain a better status, more admiration, or more cheers, many people threw themselves into this underground arena for various reasons.

So there is even a word about Saint Laurent Private School of Magic.

The chief and others are all floating clouds, and the real masters are all in the underground ring.

Although this sentence is slightly exaggerated, it still makes sense.

While talking, Uncle Mai Ya looked at Zhuang Mingge's face and asked, "How about it, are you interested in going to the underground ring to have a look?"

It would be a lie to say that there is no interest, but forget it.

Although the control of magic power has improved, Zhuang Mingge knows how much he weighs. If he really goes to the underground ring now, he might be crushed by the opponent.

So, he readily rejected Uncle Maiya.

"Really, that's a pity."

Uncle Mai Ya said something regretful, sighed, and said with a blank expression: "By the way, magic is not allowed in the dormitory area. You committed the crime knowingly, so five credits will be deducted again."

Zhuang Mingge's eyes widened immediately, "Hey, hey, Uncle Mai Ya, you let me use this."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If I tell you to kill people, do you also go? In short, the rules are the rules. Five credits, not one less." After saying that, Zhuang Mingge deducted five more credits before returning his student ID card to him.

"Here, keep your student ID card safe, and if you commit another crime next time, ten credits will be deducted from you."

"Uncle, you bastard!"

Because he loved his ten credits, Zhuang Mingge didn't get a good night's sleep that night. When he woke up the next day with two dark circles under his eyes, he went downstairs and ran into Uncle Maiya, gnashing his teeth in hatred.

"Yo, it looks like you didn't sleep well yesterday."

"Everything is thanks to uncle!" Zhuang Mingge's teeth itch with hatred, "Uncle should have slept well last night."

"Well, uncle eats well, sleeps well, and is in good health!" He said, giving a thumbs up, his teeth gleaming.

Zhuang Mingge: ...

When I ran into Xi'an while eating, he was also taken aback by Zhuang Mingge's dark circles, "What's wrong, it looks like he masturbated all night."

"Go to hell!"

The two of them finished their breakfast gruntingly, and went to the teaching building by car together. On the way, Zhuang Mingge suddenly asked, "Hey, Xi'an, do you know about the underground ring?"

Xi'an glanced at Zhuang Mingge unexpectedly, "You know."

"Well, I know occasionally."

"It seems that you have been invited by someone, by whom, Maiya, the administrator of the dormitory?"

"How do you know?" Although Xi'an has always been a polymath who knows many things in Zhuang Minge's eyes, this time he was really frightened.

Xi'an rolled his eyes at Zhuang Mingge, who was making a fuss, and said, "The underground arena of the college was originally a bloody place. Ordinary students can't fight back when they enter it. Therefore, in order to protect these ordinary students, the underground arena will never be open to them. It has also led to the fact that more than [-]% of the general new students don't even know the existence of the underground ring."

He paused, and then continued: "Actually, not only freshmen, but even many second and third graders don't know the existence of the underground arena. If you are a first-year student, if you want to know about the underground arena, you must be invited. And the guardian closest to us is only Maiya."

"Guardian? What is that?" Zhuang Mingge felt more and more ignorant.

"The guardian of the underground arena is a position specially set up to maintain the order of the underground arena. These people ensure the safety of the participants. Every battle in the underground arena is bloody. The duel between magicians is very cruel. If you are not careful, you will die. , with their presence, at least your safety can be guaranteed.”

Saying that, Xi'an stared straight at Zhuang Mingge with sparkling eyes, which made Zhuang Mingge's heart shudder.

"Look what I do."

"You must not know that these guardians are also inviters. Only those who have been approved by them are qualified to know the secrets of the underground arena. It is impossible for those who have not been approved by them to step in there. They are completely newbies." You are actually able to gain their approval, you are really hiding something, Ming Ge."

He looked at Zhuang Mingge with a pensive look. He was obviously a man, but his feminine face made Zhuang Mingge's heart skip a beat.

Especially the earnestness and serenity revealed in thinking made Zhuang Mingge even more addicted.

Don't be fooled, this guy is a man, this guy is a man, this guy is a man...

Well, even if it's a man, as long as he likes me, I'll admit it!

Sister papers and so on are definitely just floating clouds.

"I haven't even thought about what's hidden. It's just some slight progress recently." Zhuang Mingge said so, but he suddenly realized that Uncle Mai Ya still has such an identity.

Thus, the teaching building arrived.

After getting off the car, the two parted ways very quickly. Zhuang Mingge was in class Z of the first year, but Xi'an was in class A of the first year. The classrooms of the two parties were separated by two floors, one was in the east and the other was in the west.

As usual, after entering the classroom, Zhuang Mingge was still disgusted by other students, as if he was looking at some garbage, and he didn't want to get close.

Zhuang Mingge didn't take it seriously, walked to his seat and sat down, while there was no class, he stared straight out of the window.

The bright sunshine was shining, and a group of girls in sports shorts and white shirts stood on the playground outside the window.

Adding an eagle eye technique to himself, Zhuang Mingge's eyesight increased instantly, and he could even see clearly the dilation of the pores of the girls when they were exercising. To his surprise, among the group of athletic girls, Zhuang Mingge saw a familiar figure.

Long green hair, a plump figure, and a gentle smile.

Cyril Barrett.

his sister.

Although Zhuang Mingge did not admit such a relationship, but from the perspective of blood, genes, or the eyes of outsiders, they are genuine siblings.

And the other party is the chief student of the third grade, the famous Thunder Witch.

And I am just an inconspicuous freshman in the first grade, who is disgusted and discriminated against by those high-ranking pure-bloods... a half-breed.

No matter where you look at it, he and the other party are the same as the sky and the ground, the difference between cloud and mud.

In other words, why did she suddenly come to find herself like this.

Is it out of concern between siblings?

Or despise this half-breed brother with a superior attitude.

Although subconsciously, she didn't think that Cyril was an arrogant person, but the eyes of the students around and others looking at the half-race child really made Zhuang Mingge have too many guesses about the relationship between the siblings.

Moreover, since they are siblings, why don't they just say it outright, insisting on approaching him with a name like Einzbel.

Well……

Zhuang Mingge, who was in a trance, suddenly found that his eyes collided with Xilier's eyes, and the other party immediately raised his right hand and waved it, as if to greet him.Even the women around her looked over in surprise.

Zhuang Mingge quickly looked away, pretending to stare at the blackboard.

After a while, Zhuang Mingge turned his head again, just in time to meet Cyril's eyes. Fortunately, the people around her just now dispersed, and she was the only one left standing there smiling at herself.

Cyril opened her lips slightly, and said something, because the distance was too far, so naturally she couldn't hear any sound.

But judging from the shape of the other party's mouth, it seems to be...

Good morning, brother!

Zhuang Mingge was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the other party suddenly changed back to the title of younger brother, and looked at each other calmly for a few times, until the class bell rang, and slowly looked away.

At the same time, the teacher walked into the classroom leisurely.