As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

Has she already agreed to the request just now?

I don't know how she wants to treat me?feeling so nervous...

At this moment, the silver-haired girl's fingertips slowly slid down.

From her collarbone, to her shoulders, and finally to her hands.

"!"

Then she felt her hand being grabbed.

The silver-haired girl's skin was smooth, and her fingers were slender, cool to the touch.

Just holding herself made her feel numb all over, as if she had been electrocuted.

"Your hand shape is very good."

The voice of the other party rang in the ear:

"The index finger and middle finger are very long, and the palm is slightly smaller, but the proportion of the palm to the tip of the finger is quite good."

"Such a hand is really suitable for holding a sword."

"Then... are you allowing me to stay in the special recruitment class?"

An asked tremblingly.

"It's not enough just to look at the hands."

The silver-haired girl rubbed her fingers, as if examining her muscles:

"Come with me."

After speaking, he led her to a utility room.

——This building is an old-style building specially prepared for special recruitment classes, and there are many idle rooms in it.

Sanctuary Academy covers a large area, and the number of students is not too many. Usually, almost no one comes around, so the environment here is very clean.

"Crack."

The silver-haired girl led her into the utility room and locked it behind her back.

"Garcia... mentor?"

Ann began to feel that something was wrong.

Although she felt flustered just now, she still pretended to a large extent.

It's different now. The sound insulation effect of this kind of room is very good, and there is no one around. Even if you shout loudly, it is difficult for anyone to hear you.

Thinking of the other party's terrifying swordsmanship and the identity of a high-level magician (she thought that her mentors must be high-level magicians), she felt that she had fallen into a trap for no reason.

Could it be that you want to torture me?

Her legs were a little weak.

"Stand still."

The silver-haired girl grabbed her arm.

Then he pushed her all the way back against the wall and pulled her tie away.

The top slipped off.

"Mr. Garcia, what are you doing?"

Because both of them were women, An didn't become suspicious.

I just feel a little strange, and don't understand why the other party wants to unbutton his clothes.

"Well...he's in pretty good shape."

The silver-haired girl looked at her shoulder shape and body width, and pondered:

"Turn around and let me see."

It turned out to be checking the body.

Ann breathed a sigh of relief.

Yiyan turned around and let her take a look at his posture.

"Snapped!"

After a while, it was slapped hard on the PP!

"ah!"

An screamed in fright, and hurriedly covered her back.

"The feedback is not bad, lift the leg."

The silver-haired girl ordered with a blank face.

"Which... which leg?"

An swallowed, and asked in a low voice.

"Left leg."

Someone squeezed her leg muscles and measured her leg length.

After a little calculation in my heart, I nodded.

"—Physically, he is qualified."

Finally came to a conclusion:

"Your arms and legs meet the requirements for sword practice. Although your strength is weaker, it can be improved through acquired exercises."

"The magic swordsman itself doesn't need to be too strong, you can switch to this profession."

"Magic...swordsman?"

Ann heard the name for the first time.

"Although the Council of Sages has made a similar proposal, it has not been officially implemented yet."

The silver-haired girl said mysteriously:

"Now there is only one last question... How old are you this year?"

"Me? I'm 18 years old this year."

Ann answered subconsciously.

"Unfortunately."

The silver-haired girl shook her head:

"All your conditions are good, but you are a little older and don't meet my requirements."

After saying this, he patted the other person on the shoulder and left the utility room.

All that was left was An, who was half-undressed and stunned, his cheeks gradually flushed as he stood there!

"—How dare you call me old?"

This third-grade female student was so domineering that she trembled all over:

"You are obviously older than me, right? You are the old woman!"

She bit her lip so hard that she almost bled!

"You wait for me... this bastard tutor! I will definitely ruin your reputation in the academy!"

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"You still want to lie to me?"

Leaving the utility room, the silver-haired girl walked towards the classroom, proudly thinking:

"I knew things were not that simple... I tried it out after a little trial."

——And it took a lot of money.

She smelled her hand, which seemed to have a girl's fragrance on it.

"It's a pity that we can't really attack the students, otherwise it would be too beastly."

She secretly warned herself:

"There must be a bottom line, and you must not be a copper smelter!"

"Master, the students are very good."

At this time, little Xianya loli poked her head out of the wall and reported the classroom situation to her:

"It's just that one person asked for leave and left early..."

"Who?"

Seeing his cute little loli, someone immediately threw the bottom line aside.

Hugging Xianya and kissing her fiercely, she asked dotingly.

"Woo... that kid named Colin."

Xian Ya shrinks her neck shyly.

Colin?

Looking at the sky outside, it seems to be evening now.

"Speaking of which, that guy seems to stay out every night."

Egwene frowned and thought:

"It says on the application that I'm going to work, is that really the case?"

"What kind of work do you want that can't be done until night?"

Could it be a place like a nightclub?