my witch sister

Chapter 18

Witch Academia - Dean's Office.

Lazy and tired, the unmotivated fat house Lingmo is lying on the soft office sofa with his feet resting on the desk, as if he played online games all night last night, this guy is snoring, sleeping like a Like a dead pig.

Government servants like Ling Mo, who live on the royal rations, are irresponsible, don't work hard, and retire before they struggle, are probably the envy of all civil servants in the world.

In addition, there are generally no witches who are willing to talk to him, so he can doze off at ease in the office every day, but today he is destined to be disturbed——

"Wake up, dead fat house, wake up for me quickly."

"Who? Dare to disturb my sleep?"

Ling Mo opened his eyelids in a daze, and when he saw the guy in front of him clearly, he said helplessly, "It's you, Sishouzhai, what's the matter with you? Don't you know it's immoral to disturb other people's dreams? "

"Sleeping your sister, something serious happened!" Ouyang Yicheng slammed his hands on the desk and said anxiously: "A witch who lived with me, Ke Yun, was killed."

"What?" Ling Mo opened his eyes wide and asked, "Who killed it?"

"I told you not to get excited, let alone get angry."

"Don't talk nonsense, kid, talk quickly."

"Yes... my sister killed it."

"What! What are you talking about?"

"I said, it was my sister who killed Ke Yun."

Carefully watching Ling Mo's face, Ouyang Yicheng finally mustered up the courage to speak out.He has made a decision in his heart, if Lingmo wants to punish Ouyang Yiyi, he is willing to be punished instead of his sister.

The reason why he rushed to tell Ling Mo as soon as he returned to the Witch Academy was to win a chance of lenient redemption for his sister.

But it turned out that he was overthinking——

Ling Mo was just a little surprised, then yawned, and said without any fluctuations in his expression: "If you kill it, kill it, do you need to report this kind of trivial matter to me?"

"Nani!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Yicheng froze on the spot!
Is what this fat man is talking about human?What does it mean to kill when you kill?Killing a person is actually a trivial matter?Do you think it is as simple as trampling an ant to death?

Although Ouyang Yicheng only came to Witch Academy yesterday and spent a short time with Ke Yun, he is a man with emotions, and it is impossible for him to be indifferent to Ke Yun's death.His younger sister's coquettish behavior has already annoyed him, but he didn't expect that even this Lingmo would be so ruthless, and his attitude of treating life like nothing made him very dissatisfied——

Forcibly suppressing the faint boiling anger in his heart, Ouyang Yicheng stared at Lingmo unabashedly, and said, "What do you mean by that? Is Ke Yun's life worthless in your eyes? You are cold-blooded." Animal?"

Being accused by Ouyang Yicheng like this, Ling Mo was not angry, and said leisurely: "Calm down, it's not that I'm cold-blooded, but I'm used to it. A witch dies every month, and I can't remember the death over the years." How many witches have died here? It’s normal for people to die here, and you may not be used to it when you first come here. But it’s okay, when you see more, you won’t make a fuss.”

"Is it normal to even kill people?"

"Yes."

Seeing that the kid was stubborn, Ling Mo simply made it clear: "Self-fighting is not allowed in the Witch Academy, but if you are killed outside, no one will complain for you. If you want to blame it, blame yourself for your lack of strength. You should be glad , with my help you don’t need to go out to perform dangerous tasks, and there is a sister of an A-level witch who protects you, you can be content, don’t meddle in your own business and worry about it.”

"As the head of the academy, why don't you care about it?"

"That's because he can't control it."

A male voice came from behind the quilt, and Ouyang Yicheng quickly turned his head to look——

Two figures, a man and a woman, appeared at the door of the office.

The man was probably over 25 years old, with a black-shaven beard at the corners of his mouth, and a pair of rimless glasses. He was fair and clean, and matched with a suit and leather shoes.

The woman is a beautiful girl, wearing the uniform of Witch Academy, about [-] or [-] years old. She has cyan mid-length hair and a pair of cyan pupils. She has an expressionless face and a cold temperament, which makes men guess at a glance. She is a girl who absolutely cannot strike up a conversation easily.

Just when Ouyang Yicheng was wondering about the identities of these two people——

Fei Zhai Lingmo glanced at the gentle man, and said a little annoyed: "Mo Chenqing, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I came to see you on business." The gentle man raised his hand and pushed the glasses frame. He didn't mind Ling Mo's indifferent attitude, and turned his gaze to Ouyang Yicheng, looked at him a little bit, and said, "You are the new It's called Ouyang Yicheng, right?"

Ouyang Yicheng immediately asked back: "That's right, who are you?"

Seeing this kid's stupefied look, the gentle man smiled slightly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and said softly: "You are not qualified to know my identity, but don't think that you can be self-righteous because of preferential treatment. It's not your turn to talk about the affairs of the Witch Academy, so thank God that you can live in peace."

Ouyang Yicheng frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "What do you mean by these words?"

"The meaning is to remind you to be self-aware. Fighting among witches is an act acquiesced by the government. Anyway, witches are just tools used to deal with demons. Besides, there is no pity for the weak to die."

"you--"

Hearing the gentle man's words full of sarcasm and disdain for the witch, Ouyang Yicheng was so angry that his sister was just a tool to be used according to the other party's meaning, and Ke Yun, who was much weaker, would not even regret death.

Can't bear it or can't bear it, it's bearable or unbearable!

"You are weak." Ouyang Yicheng rushed forward angrily, grabbed the gentle man Mo Chenqing's collar with both hands, and shouted loudly: "I tell you, witches are not tools, apologize to me immediately."

However, Ouyang Yicheng's voice just fell——

A cyan shadow flashed across his eyes, accompanied by a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if he was about to be hit by an iron fist, but before he could react, Ouyang Yicheng's complexion suddenly changed in pain, and he collapsed on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a foot stepped on his chest suddenly, and the huge force of the foot made him unable to stand up. When he collected himself, he realized that it was the witch next to the gentle man who stopped him.

"hateful."

Ouyang Yicheng gritted his teeth, and held the girl's slender ankle with both hands, trying to forcefully pull the girl's foot away, but——

On the contrary, the girl stepped even harder, and the ribs in Ouyang Yicheng's chest gave out the sound of being overwhelmed. His face was bloodless from the pain, the cold sweat was like rain, and his veins were protruding. He just gritted his teeth and shut up, insisting. Don't let yourself cry out.

This abominable witch is too arrogant. If his sister were here, he would never be in such a mess.

Because my brother was being bullied like this, my sister will definitely fight this witch desperately.

(End of this chapter)