Helper teacher of magic girls' school

Episode 395: Reckless Scouts

Kevin Dumaille, a university professor by making him Edmond Dumaille's three man......

Lew and the others talk to him for a while.

Unsurprisingly, I played the Lew and Kevin story.

No... instead of bouncing, I bounced too much.

For Luu is the heir to the memory of about seven thousand years of the life of Shrvestel Eiltvara, who was a master.

There are contraindications, so you can't just reveal everything to Kevin.

To some extent, the flame of Kevin's curiosity as a scholar burned with tremendous momentum, even if it fragmented into a slight change of fact.

As a result, Kevin came to the depth of Lew's ancient history.

This can't stop Kevin from wanting to do a study of ancient history with Lou.

"Whoa, whoa! Mr. Lew, you, right away, will you come into our college as a lecturer? I'm recommending you to the dean of Bertrand University. I'll pay you twice as much as Magic Girls School, no, I'll give you triple."

According to Kevin, the dean of the University of Bertrand also specializes in ancient history, and Kevin himself is a vice dean.

If Lew meets the dean, Kevin pushes his heartbeat that he will definitely like it.

If it is also recommended by the dean and vice dean, Kevin, then Lew becomes an instant lecturer without complaint, and in a year's time, he enthusiastically suggests that he can also become an associate professor or if he succeeds.

This guy named Kevin Dumaire......

It is somewhat of a similar type to Adelaide, and when it comes to my preferred discipline, I lose sight of anything else.

Except in college when I was in class, he said it was a sexuality that would let go of the given lab and continue his research fine for a few days or so.

But!

Right now, in front of Kevin is Fran, acting principal of the School of Magic Girls.

Pulling out Lou, an official in front of her, is, in a way, broken as a person.

Such a character is also because he is called a 'stranger'.

"Hey! Master Kevin! It's good that I'm here, and you can do that."

"Oh, well! Fran was the principal of the School of Magic Girls."

Even if Fran throws an angry glance at her, she doesn't understand her feelings at all.

Unexpectedly, Fran stumbled upon the request after he had corrected the other's mistake.

"No more! I'm acting principal, to be exact. Lew is...... my husband is an important talent at the School of Magic Girls and an elusive force to replace. There's no way you're giving something to the University of Bertrand!

"No! But, Fran! Think about it. I think it's a lot more meaningful than letting a female student deal with some kind of magic girls school in Wangdu..."

"What's with the girl student?! No, I can't! It's impossible!"

Though the bounce of words, 'female student opponent' is utterly apathetic.

Fran's declining words also became conclusive and tight at once.

For the time being, Fran and Kevin's argument continues and is unlikely to fit easily.

I had no choice but to break Lew in because I was also the cause.

"Master Kevin."

"Oh, Lou, it's you! Dear Sir, you can call me Kevin without putting it on! Then get the interview process over with!

"Wait, this!

That Fran is also angry at Kevin's tyranny, which completely ignores Fran's intentions from earlier.

Here, Lew lightly turns down Kevin.

"Bye Kevin. I'm sorry, but I refuse, I"

"Nah, why?!!! This is a huge loss to the Kingdom of Valentine!"

I wouldn't have thought Luu would say no.

Now Kevin cried out loud, and it was getting harder and harder to clean up.

Ten minutes later...

"Ha, bye! Mr. Lew, I'm sorry!

Kevin is waving with a sunny smile as if the ugliness was a lie earlier.

In the end, Kevin's mood was gradually fixed when Lew offered to visit the mansion every once in a while and to show his face to the university.

"Already! Because he's 40 years old and he's a total child!

Fran was still outraged.

And I repeat, pushing my concerns so hard.

"Sir! Absolutely not!

Fran would be very worried.

He has a very cute look on his face to Luu.

From the side, Fran looks like a big kid just like Kevin.

Moral watching Fran is full of expression and charity.

Luu whispered with a gentle look at his two wives.

"Ha, it's okay. I'm not leaving you guys. Now let's go say hello to the Knights and the Alliance Masters."

When Lu meditated one eye on Fran's worried face and the smiling moral, he gently urged the two of them to greet him next.

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The three greet Nathan Alberik, head of the Knights of Bertrand.

Boasting a stature of nearly 2 m, he is a blonde knight wrapped around his whole body with armor of muscles that can be called steel.

Nathan had been called out by Edmond since he decided Luu was coming tonight.

Regardless, he is responding immediately to Edmond's attendance.

"Whoa! How have you been? I hear something was tangled up with Master Kevin, but what's wrong?

"Ha, well. More than that, Mr. Nathan seems fine, more than anything."

I can't say I was about to be pulled out.

Lew keeps an ambiguous reply.

Nathan has changed the subject without pursuing it any further.

"Ha, hey, Jerome told me when I was traveling to Wang Capital last time. He just admitted everything about you and told me to call him a friend rather than a brother."

"Yeah, Giselle defended me, too, so she figured it out."

"He's as obnoxious as ever. Jerome said," I'm totally against Lew. "

With that said, Lew remembered what Jerome was saying during the departure of this journey.

'I guarantee his arm. Ten bad knights like me are men who can work. "

Indeed, Luu laughs bitterly that he was so clear to the guards.

"With that said, you're just like Jerome and you're a sweetheart, aren't you?

"Ha ha, you too..."

"Yeah, actually, I'm a 'big sweetheart' going over you guys, too. I keep it a secret within the Knights, don't ever say it!

He was shaking his body as Fran and Moral put their hands on his mouth behind him.

I don't know for sure because my face is leaning down, but apparently I'm desperately laughing.

Nathan panicked when he saw it.

"Come on, ladies! You wouldn't laugh so much, would you?