Demon King Dad

"What are you doing!"

suddenly! The water in the pool separated left and right, and the little baby girl coughed violently and lay on the bottom of the pool. Hearing this voice, the contemptuous smile on Dai Lao's face immediately disappeared, and a touch of disgust was replaced. He quickly walked away from the pool. As for the freckles and the fat man who suppressed the idiot, he let go of his hands like an electric shock, and stepped aside.

The thin body was caught in the wind and snow, and rushed towards the pool. His eyes were still glowing red, and the chain in his right arm was not pulled out. But he didn't care about this, and quickly took out the baby girl from the bottom of the pool. After confirming that she was still crying, she was weak but not life threatening...

The chain pierced into the arm gradually retracted. The bright red of his eyes gradually returned to the usual darkness.

No one noticed these inconspicuous little details. Even the snowflakes that seemed to be hallucinations disappeared in the hot summer. The three of Dai Lao stood in a row. Not far away, an old man with a gray beard and a pale blue robe walked over with solemn expression.

"Mr. Principal, good afternoon. What brought you here?"

Dai Lao spoke first, his smile was more polite than respectful, but after leaning slightly, he straightened up again.

The old man who Dai Lau called the principal did not answer him. He just stared at the idiot over there in silence, keeping his eyes on the chains on his right arm for a moment. At this moment, Dimie was quietly included in the chain. What did he want to see from it?

"What am I doing? I am here to prevent dead people from appearing here."

The principal spoke, seeming to be talking to Dai Lao.

Dai Lao snorted, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again. He owed slightly behind him, and turned and left with the two dogs. But before he left, he seemed to be demonstrating and dropped a word--

"Yeah. If you come one step later, there will indeed be dead people here. The corpse of a beggar and a baby will give you this great principal a headache to the point? Well, don't you mind too much. I’m just joking, you don’t need to worry too much.” With that, Dai Lao turned to the fat man, “Go, give this fool some money for him to buy food. Anyway, a fool like him, it’s only Just need food. Haha, Mr. Principal, new semester, goodbye."

Dai Lao has proud capital. His family is a military clan in the Bucks Empire, and he is a rare genius in the fighting system in 50 years! This headmaster is just a headmaster to put it bluntly. As the successor to the next duke title, Dylau Goodsey, of course, does not need to show much respect to a small headmaster.

The three people left. After they left, the principal's eyes finally shifted from the beggar in front of him to the back of the three. After staring for a while, he looked back again, looking at the black chain on the idiot's arm...

"Yeah... If I come one step later, there will really be dead people here. Dear Master Goodsey..."

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The next thing happened as if it were taken for granted. The idiot unwrapped the baby girl's swaddle, took her wet and cold body out, and put it in the sun. After the cloth and cotton were dried, he wrapped the baby girl again and held it in his arms, gently Soothing.

The little baby girl was sobbing a little at first, but she lay back in the warm swaddle, and the feeling of being gently picked up made her cry slowly stop, and she fell asleep peacefully. During this whole process, the principal always stood by, watching the idiot's actions silently.

The sun gradually slanted west, and the old principal turned around and walked toward the depths of the campus. The idiot silently picked up the baby girl and followed behind him. The two people, the old and the young, hadn't talked a word, just walked one after another like this. The distance between them was neither shortened nor extended, as if someone was always measuring with a ruler.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the idiot walked through the wide courtyard, through the corridor full of vines, and stepped through the passage full of various portraits. The splendor and hugeness of the Royal Academy of Divine Grace showed him a small part of it on this road. If you look at it by another person who knows a little bit of the mystery, I'm afraid I'm already confused and can't distinguish the north, south, east and west.

Walking out of a boulevard where the trees covered the sky, a huge square appeared in front of him. The white tower stands in the middle of the square, showing a noble and outstanding aura.

The principal walked into the tower and reached out and pressed a button on one wall. The wall opened and an elevator appeared inside. He walked in, and the idiot also walked in without the old man's consent. The old principal looked at the sign on the outside of the elevator that said "Tower of Glory, no idlers should enter", and he pressed the switch without saying a word.

The elevator climbs up, and in the narrow space, there are only two people and a sleeping baby. The principal and the beggar did not speak, maybe they had forgotten that there was another person beside them?

Ding dong.

The elevator goes to the top. The door opened, and a hallway in the shape of a back appeared outside. The principal walked out, and after walking a few steps along the corridor, he gently pushed open a door with the nameplate "Principal's Room" and sat down behind a luxurious desk facing the door, sharp and sharp. Eyes with infinite meaning, staring closely at the little beggar standing in the middle of the room, holding a baby in his hands, and entangled in chains with his right hand.

"You don't look like someone from the Bucks Empire. What purpose do you have."

The voice was cold, making it hard to guess what the old man was thinking.

The idiot lowered his head and looked at the baby girl. At this moment, she slept very sweetly. Maybe she thought that any day from now on, she would be able to get the protection of these hands, hug.

The headmaster's room became quiet. The idiot did not answer, nor did he move. Those expressionless eyes just stared silently at the baby in his arms. In the air, only the wall clock in the corner made the click, click, click, and click sound.

(It's over...)

The idiot stepped forward, looked at the principal, and asked, "What's your name."

"Kampa. You can call me Mr. Campa. I used to be a doctor and now I am the principal of the Royal Academy of Divine Grace."

(It's finally over now...)

The ten-year-old child lowered his head, his forehead touched the sleeping face of the baby girl for the last time, feeling the warmth of her skin. Then he put the child and the dried letter on the table.

(My task, completed...)

"Her parents asked me to bring her to you. Now, I am done."

(Afterwards... take care, girl.)

The idiot's hands returned. When the hands left the baby, he suddenly felt a slight tremor from his fingertips. It's not because of the cold, but it's like... lost something, there is a sadness in my heart that wants to flow out... that kind of tremor...

The thin beggar turned his head and walked out step by step. He ignored the story behind him, and an inexplicable impulse in his heart warned him that if he refused to go, his steps might become heavier and heavier and more and more unable to part...

Principal Campa watched the little beggar leave. He didn't hold back, but just tore open the letter paper, took out the letter inside and read it. He looked at the back of the little beggar from the corner of his eye. When he walked out the door with certainty, the principal suddenly pinched the baby girl's arm with the nail on his little finger.

The little baby girl was woken up and cried immediately. And the beggar who was on his way, also stood still as if he had been given a fixation technique.

Headmaster Campa allowed the baby girl to cry. To him, the baby on the table seemed to have nothing to do with him. After scanning the letter in his hand, the old man suddenly sneered, opened his hand, and the letter paper was turned to ashes in his palm.

"It's just nonsense. The two of them are just my students. Why should I take care of their children?"

Amidst the cry of the baby, Principal Campa stood up indifferently, with his back to the table, looking at every corner of the college through the French windows at the back.

"Being chased and killed, and then avenging them? Since you are in this world, being chased and killed is the most normal thing. Just because of such a little thing, it is so grand, it seems that these two The students’ books are all for nothing. They are not capable enough, so they are dead. They really deserve it."

There was no pity or sadness in the old man's tone. It seems that there is no sadness at all about the death of the two students, and there is no plan to avenge the parents of the baby girl. After enjoying the scenery, Principal Campa left the crying baby girl alone, went to the wine rack next to it, took a bottle of wine, and poured a little. Then he pulled out another book from the shelf, returned to the table and sat down. Before opening the book, he snorted at the idiot outside.

"Hey, that trash over there. The girl you brought is too noisy, so take it away. Otherwise, I'll just put her into the wastebasket and throw it straight out of this place."

The idiot turned his head, even though he was as cold as frost, he seemed a little shocked by the words of Principal Campa. He returned to the table, lowered his head, picked up the baby girl and gently coaxed it. But soon, he looked up and looked at the principal in front of him.

"...Her parents, ask me to give her to you..."

"You don't need to repeat this. The letter is very clear." Headmaster Campa didn't wait for the idiot to finish speaking, and interrupted him upset. "But their entrustment is the same thing. Another thing. I don’t like children, and I don’t like to take care of others. I am very busy and don’t have time to take care of a baby. Since her parents have entrusted her to you, you can just raise it."