High School of Wicked Magic

83 Student Council President's Counterattack——

In the circular square, Sagawa Shintake's sudden betrayal immediately put the student council president in an extremely disadvantageous state.

"So, from the start, what we did made absolutely no sense."

Zhuang Minge frowned in displeasure, and his eyes slowly swept over Rafis who was standing on the left side of Sagawa Shintake, who was silent and smiling confidently.

"No, we are an insurance company."

"What do you mean?"

"Of course it is to reassure the student union that Makoto Sagawa is on their side." Xion showed a slight smile, "I think what we have done should have been known by the student union, so the student union is relieved to let Shintake Sagawa came out to confront Rafis."

"You put it that way, I suddenly have a feeling that we are being used as a gun."

"It's not like, we were indeed used as guns."

Xi'an said affirmatively, which made Zhuang Mingge suddenly have the urge to scold his mother. He thought he was doing a perfect job, but he didn't expect to be a dispensable role between the student union and the alliance.

"Okay, I've seen it through today. Whether it's the student union or the alliance, it's not a good thing. That Sith is not a good thing, and neither are you."

Xi'an rubbed his nose and smiled wryly, "Why was I shot while lying down?"

"Don't tell me you didn't see this." Zhuang Mingge glanced at Xi'an with contempt, "You have never been someone who likes to suffer, dare you say that you are really completely kept in the dark, nothing Know."

"Uh... this... I really don't know."

"Then look me in the eyes and say, why are you turning your head the other way, asshole."

Regarding Sagawa Zhenwu, Zhuang Mingge can be sure that Xion definitely knows something, and it is impossible for him to be completely kept in the dark with his talent and wisdom.But since he didn't want to tell him, Zhuang Mingge didn't ask any further, instead he snorted coldly and focused all his attention on the confrontation in the circular square.

Sagawa Shintake's overwhelmingly unfavorable speech showed great power at this moment, like an atomic bomb that exploded suddenly, causing a huge uproar in the silent auditorium in an instant.

The rumbling sound rushed straight into the sky, shaking the sky.

Although after the baptism of magic, the silence of the auditorium was restored again, everyone's faces showed either horror, disbelief, contempt, anger, shame, or madness... …All kinds of expressions, like the world of mortals and six desires, the various states of life.

The dean of teaching, Sultan Ulis, narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. He looked at the Chosen One standing aside with no expression on his face.

This proud man of heaven has a calm and indifferent expression at all times, even if the situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable, he does not show a trace of anxiety or gaffe, as if he always looks like this, he will not lose his composure, mysterious and calm.

"Warfit, do you have anything else to say in defense of yourself?"

Although Sudan himself hated mixed races, he was embarrassed to protect the student council president in front of so many people, so he just asked blankly.

"It's not enough to believe the words of raccoons of the same feather."

Breaking the long silence, the proud son of heaven finally started to fight back.

He used an oriental idiom to describe the relationship between Rafis and Sagawa Shintake, and there was no anger or disbelief unique to betrayal on his face.

He is arrogant, even if he stands here quietly, it is enough for countless people to feel his arrogance.

So he used the insulting idiom like a bird of a feather to fight back.

"It's getting more and more interesting, this confrontation." Xion was attracted by what happened in the circular square, "I knew that Warfit is not a simple character, and he wants to move here with a mere Sagawa Makoto A student council president, don't you think such an idea is too naive? Rafis."

"Then you tell Rafis, don't tell me."

Zhuang Mingge complained by reading words, but just like Xi'an said, he was also attracted by this confrontation, and couldn't help sitting up straight, his eyes wide open, unwilling to let go of a detail.

"Look, Ming Ge, this is the key to victory!"

Rafis in the circular square seemed to be irritated by the insult like a chicken of a feather, and said mockingly: "Show your evidence, Warfit, otherwise I will never accept your insult."

"Shut up, first grader!" Warfit looked at Rafis coldly. This was the first real confrontation between the two, tearing away all the camouflage and shame, naked. Naked confrontation.

"Who do you think you are talking to, bring honorifics, and maintain respect, first grader, otherwise I will let you know that the dignity and pride of senior students is definitely not something that people like you can provoke."

Huge magic power erupted from inside his body. The moment the hot magic power was released, it was almost like a scorching sun rising into the sky, radiating in all directions, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths.

The moment the magic storm blew up, neither Rafis nor Sagawa Shintake could bear such oppression, and retreated involuntarily. The strong behavior of the student council president made all the half-races feel insulted, among them Raphael was the most angry.

"asshole!"

He roared angrily, completely released the magic power in his body without hesitation, and fought against Warfit's magic power. This was the most primitive confrontation and also the scariest confrontation.

Not magic, but magic.

This is a battle that is absolutely unfavorable to Raphael, whether it is "quality" or "quantity", Raphael is at an absolute disadvantage.Relying on pure and powerful magic power, Warfit defeated Raphais's resistance almost in the blink of an eye, wounding him.

The terrifyingly pure magic power bombarded Raphas, causing Rafes to spit out a big mouthful of blood sadly.

"enough!"

Suddenly, Sultan Uris roared loudly, and more powerful and turbulent magic power swarmed out of his body, like a huge wave, rolling and flowing, turning into a long river, cutting off the distance between Warfit and Raphael in an instant. between the magic.

"Warfit, you are making too much noise. This is the auditorium, not your student union. We are still sitting here!"

"Sorry, I went too far." A sneer appeared on the corner of Warfit's mouth, "I just want to let this first-year student know that he should be respectful when talking to his seniors. This is our Saint Laurent private magic. The fine tradition of the college, as the president of the student council, I have the obligation to practice it myself."

Zhuang Mingge lowered his head, grinned, and couldn't help complaining to Xi'an: "To be able to say such shameless words without changing his face, the lower limit of the student council president is beyond my imagination."

Xi'an replied disapprovingly: "People or things that have anything to do with politics can never be clean. You'd better get used to this, and if you can, you'd better stay away from such things."

"It's just a student union president, does it have anything to do with politics?" In Zhuang Mingge's impression, politics is at least something that people at the county magistrate and mayor level play with. A mere student union president has nothing to do with politics.

"Politics has nothing to do with big or small." Xi'an curled his lips, but his eyes were focused on the inside of the circular square, "In short, don't get involved in politics."

"I don't think I'll ever be involved in politics for the rest of my life."

"That's good, I also remind you."

Although Raphas and the student council president Warfit have torn their skins apart just now, facing the naked oppression, Raphas still felt deeply humiliated. With a pale face, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and mocked Said: "Respect the senior? After the conspiracy was exposed, you used such despicable means. How can you tell me to respect you, senior!!!"

Warfit, the student council president, frowned displeased, and the magic power in his body boiled up again, as if he was going to repeat the behavior just now.

"Warfit Vincent." A low-key voice with a hint of hoarseness sounded from the high platform, and at the same time a huge magical power was suppressed instantly, and Warfit's body trembled slightly, almost thinking that his body would be in an instant. overwhelmed.

This huge, terrifying, vast, unpredictable, and unfathomable magic power was only released for a while, and then retracted. In just a few seconds, Warfit smelled the breath of death.

Cainciel Kefa, the vice-principal of Saint Laurent's Private Academy of Magic, finally made a move in the face of this confrontation that became more and more like a farce.

The extremely terrifying magic power crushed all of Warfit's pride almost instantly.

"Warfit Vincent."

He slowly raised his head and looked at the student council president standing quietly under the high platform, "This is the auditorium, and all the students are looking at you, showing the pride and style of the student council president, do you understand?"

Warfit nodded calmly and bowed slightly, "I understand, Mr. Vice President."

"Fine, go on."

Urged by Keinchel, Warfit finally stopped wasting time on these trivial matters. He looked around the entire auditorium, took a deep breath, and then put the thoughts in his heart into words, pouring out in a resonant voice come out.

"Everyone, I once issued a rule to disband the Half-Blood Alliance within seven days, and I obtained the approval of the academy. On the one hand, it was because of Sagawa Shintake's testimony, and on the other hand, we had the most direct evidence."

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "I expected Sagawa Makoto's betrayal, because no matter what, we would never believe the words of a member of the Tongmenghui. Now, I will let you experience the evil of the Tongmenghui."

So, under the gaze of countless people, a few men in student union uniforms stepped on the hexagonal floor, slowly appeared, and stepped into the circular square. They were still carrying a stretcher in their hands, and a patient was sleeping peacefully The upper middle is like the Sleeping Beauty in the story.

The only pity is that the patient is a man.

"Ah, it's him..."

Seeing clearly the face of the patient on the stretcher, Zhuang Mingge's pupils contracted violently in an instant.

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