The Fairy Tale

The corners of Alder's mouth were slowly cracked, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "Will you fight until he is convinced, little guy, you have to work harder. Although you are strong, those students in the academy are not soft persimmons. The students are not weaker than you."

Reg didn't argue, but said lightly: "Don't worry, Dean, I won't make things difficult for you then."

Looking at Reg who was full of strength and confidence, Alder showed some disbelief on his face, and then looked at Mrs. Qiangwei next to him, but saw that there was no worry in the eyes of Mrs. Qiangwei, but a feeling of gloating, Alder De couldn't help feeling suspicious, did this little guy still have a trump card?

If this young man wearing a green bamboo mask really has the strength to defeat all the students, then maybe there is a little hope this time...

Mrs. Qiangwei has always been a shrewd person, since she has decided to do this, she is probably somewhat confident. [

Alder's eyes swept across the silent and indifferent Ice Bear beside him, and he was slightly surprised. The strength of the fourth-level magic fighter is not weak. It seemed that he hadn't seen this person the last time I saw him...

"Ms. Qiangwei, you can leave the green bamboo to me." Alder said with a smile, "I wonder if Madam is also planning to live in Gutenberg College for a while?"

Madam Qiangwei shook her head and said, "I won't stay, anyway, he is safe in your academy, I have other things to do."

Alder nodded to Ice Bear with his chin: "What about him?"

Mrs. Qiangwei glanced at Reg. After all, the ice bear was rescued by Reg, and usually followed him. Mrs. Qiangwei was not easy to help him make a decision.

Reg glanced at Ice Bear, and said in a deep voice: "If it is convenient in the academy, he will live with me in the academy; if it is not convenient, he will live in a hotel outside the academy, and will not cause you any trouble. "

Alder started to ravage his chin again, and after a while Alder raised his head and said, "Well, there are still some empty rooms behind the school, let's arrange for him to live there, but he can't participate in the incident between you and the students Go, after all, his strength is a fourth-level magic fighter, and none of the students can match him."

Reg nodded affirmatively and said, "I understand that, Dean, then I will trouble you."

Alder shook his head and clapped his hands on the table: "Do it well, boy, I'll wait for a good show."

After finishing speaking, Alder waved his hand with a bit of grudge, and hit a small copper bell hanging on the door, making a crisp sound, and soon a middle-aged man appeared at the door, and asked respectfully : "Dean, what are your orders?"

Alder pointed to Reg and said, "His name is Qingzhu, you take him to the first class of the intermediate class. From today on, he will be a student of Gutenberg College. Tell Dong Ling to try his best to meet his requirements. If there is anything If you can’t make the decision, tell me and arrange another separate dormitory for him.”

There was a strange flash in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but he didn't ask why, he just nodded respectfully: "Yes, Dean."

"In addition, arrange him to the back row of dormitories and arrange a single room for him. You can take Qingzhu there first, and then come here."

The middle-aged man nodded, turned his head to Reg and said, "Qingzhu, please follow me."

Reg stood up and looked at Mrs. Qiangwei. There was a smile and encouragement in Mrs. Qiangwei's eyes: "Go, Qingzhu, I am also waiting for your good news. I will come again when you compete."

Reg nodded, didn't say much, and bowed to Alder again, then followed the middle-aged man and walked outside.

The middle-aged man was obviously serving Alder, and he didn't ask much questions along the way, but quietly led Reg along the way, and Reg was also happy and quiet. If you want to talk to someone who hasn't said this, On the contrary, Reg felt rather hard.

Passing through the small square, the middle-aged man led Reg to a small three-story building, and introduced with a smile: "This is the place where the senior class is on weekdays, and the dormitory is at the back. I will take you to the dormitory first. Arrange a room for you, and then take you to the place where the class is held."

Reg thanked politely: "Thank you." [

The middle-aged man led Reg along the way, and briefly introduced to Reg the places he passed along the way. Generally speaking, it was the place where students attended classes, where students practiced, and places for leisure and so on.

"This is where the college students live."

In front of Reg was a row of small white buildings, overlapping each other. Each small building had three floors, and each floor was divided into dozens of rooms. With so many small buildings, it seemed that at least thousands of people could live there.

There are big trees and flower beds planted in front and back of the small building. It looks like the small building is hidden in the woods, but it is very elegant. Groups of students from Gutenberg College are coming in and out here.

The middle-aged man quickly arranged Reg's accommodation. It was a small room, but it included a bathing place and a toilet. It was quite tidy and looked very comfortable.

Reg remembered the room, and after taking the room key, the middle-aged man took Reg to the teacher in class again. At this time, there was still a little time before the meal time, and most of the students were still in class.

The middle-aged man led Reg all the way to one of the classrooms. There were 50 or [-] people in the classroom. A woman in a white magic robe stood in front of the podium, smiling and talking about something. On women, they listened quite seriously.

The woman doesn't look very old, maybe around 25 or [-] years old, her slender body is wrapped in a white magic robe, and there is a faint smile on her delicate face, giving people a kind and gentle feeling.

"Master Dongling..." The middle-aged man opened the door and knocked lightly on the door twice. When the woman turned her eyes away, the middle-aged man smiled and called the woman's name.

Seeing the young woman slowly walking over, Reg was a little surprised. Although Reg was not familiar with the school, this woman must be quite capable at being a mentor at such a young age.

Not only the young woman Dongling, but the eyes of the whole class were also focused on the door. Naturally, everyone knew that the middle-aged man was Tostoy, who was dedicated to serving the dean in the dean's office, but that man was following behind him. Where is that man?

Standing quietly, the strange green bamboo mask made everyone curious for a moment, and they began to discuss in low voices...

Tostoy whispered to Dong Ling what Alder had ordered, and Dong Ling glanced at Reg beside him slightly in surprise, nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I understand, hand him over to me."

Tostoy whispered a few more words, then nodded friendly to Reg, and left quickly.

Dong Ling turned to look at Reg, and said with a soft smile, "Qing Zhu, your mask is very beautiful... Welcome to Class One of the middle grades, I am Dong Lingda, the tutor of Class One, come with me."

Reg nodded and said, "Thank you, Teacher Winter Spirit."

Dong Ling smiled slightly, and a friendly smile appeared on his exquisite face: "This is what I should do, come in, I will introduce you to other students."

Following Dong Ling's side, he walked all the way to the front of the classroom. The eyes of the four or fifty people in the classroom all fell on Reg's face. Could it be that this mysterious guy also entered the first class?

Just when everyone was guessing, Dong Ling smiled and said: "Everyone, we have a new student in our class, Qingzhu, 20 years old, if the new student has any difficulties, please help."

Everyone looked at Qingzhu curiously, and a courageous student shouted loudly: "Mr. Dong Ling, why does Qingzhu have a mask on his face?"

Naturally, Winter Ling didn't know the answer to this question. Her eyes turned to Reg. To be honest, she was also very curious, why did this 20-year-old new student wear a mask on his face?

Reg looked at everyone's curious eyes, bowed his body slightly, and said in a deep voice: "This is what my teacher asked, please forgive me, everyone can call me Qingzhu." [

There was a bit of surprise in Dong Ling's eyes, but as a tutor, she had seen all kinds of strange students, and said with a smile: "Everyone has their own privacy, and everyone should respect other people's privacy... Qingzhu, finally Pick one of the empty seats in that row and sit down."

Reg nodded, and after all the students walked to the last row with curious eyes, they chose a seat close to him and sat down. After Dong Ling saw him sit down, he continued to give lectures.

What Dong Ling talked about was not about cultivation, but about the history of the Liege Empire. After sitting down, Reg quickly listened attentively. After all, Reg had never heard of these things before. Cultivation, but what Dong Ling said is quite interesting, but also very attractive.

Although Reg was concentrating on listening to the class, he was still keenly aware of the sneaky glances of many students from time to time, with various emotions in their eyes.

Regarding these gazes, Reg could only pretend not to see them. Anyway, wearing this mask in the academy was fundamentally a very eye-catching thing, and perhaps a very cool thing.

Thinking of what Alder told him, Reg began to think in his heart, what should he do?

Whoever is the most powerful will challenge who?

This method is good, the most direct, Reg quickly made up his mind, and when the time is coming, he will challenge them one by one. Now Reg is a fourth-level mad fighter, and there are still two months left. At that time, Reg wanted to practice hard for a while, to enter the fifth-level mad fighter, and with his own blue spirit fruit pill, he rushed to the rank of magic fighter in one breath.

If you can enter the Magic Fighter, then the hope of participating in the academy competition and winning the first place will be much higher...

Regardless of whether it is in the limelight or otherwise, strength is the basis for measuring everything in the end.

Soon, it was almost time for lunch and break. Dong Ling announced that class was over, and all the students rushed out. Reg also stood up and walked towards the door, but Dong Ling did not leave in a hurry, but Waiting at the door smiling.

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Khan, once the seal is released, the tickets will drop sharply, and it seems that even the tickets before the seal are not as good...

Red ticket, red ticket! ~!