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

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"I'm afraid this is not in line with our expectations."

"Expectations? That kind of thing never existed."

The man in black replied:

"Fate is doomed... Once the gears are turned, they can never be changed;"

"Whether it's a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, it's just following a fixed cycle."

It slowly raised its head, looked at the starry sky above it and said:

"Since she has accepted this fate, she will never try to escape from it, it's just sooner or later."

……

The next day, the silver-haired girl went to the academy with a yawn.

There is no way, the injury on her shoulder is now invisible even the scar, and she has been absent from class for several days in a row.

Coupled with the fact that the finals of the martial arts competition are about to start, it is inappropriate for her, a high-profile champion contender, not to show up at the academy.

"It's obviously the left shoulder that was injured, why can't I lift my right hand today."

Pressing her right shoulder, she wondered.

One of her arms has been a little out of whack since last night's fight.

From the shoulders to the fingers are heavy, as if filled with lead.

Not only that, but there was also a problem with the magic sword.

The power of lightning that could be easily aroused was muted. No matter how she tried to activate it, at most there would be a few weak arcs.

"Did it get burned by the flames yesterday?"

She caressed the hilt of the sword distressedly, this sword was the only weapon she could handle at present.

Although the big sword is more destructive, it is not suitable for carrying on many occasions, and she is not strong enough to use it like an arm.

"Morning, Senior Garcia!"

"Senior sister is so beautiful today..."

As usual, many students greeted her in surprise when they saw her.

"Morning you."

She nodded in response to the students she met, and walked all the way to the classroom.

Before entering the door, I saw countless black ghosts hovering.

"Today's first class seems to be Angelina's class..."

She remembered the timetable.

"Hey, it would be great if this passive skill could be switched on and off freely."

Sitting in her seat, she couldn't bear to look at the wandering faces around her, thinking about it with a sigh.

——With the sharp increase in mental power, her magic power seems to have improved, and she can already see the resentment of the dead at any time.

But once or twice is okay, facing such a horrible scene every day, I am afraid that it will not cause insanity after a long time.

She doesn't want to be a necromancer.

Opening the book bored, I found that the content of today's talk has already been mastered.

So she rested her chin with one hand and secretly observed the female mentor in front of her.

If you ignore the evil spirits next to you, Angelina, who combed her mature lady's hair and wore a tutor uniform, is undoubtedly a beautiful sight.

In the past, she didn't have the leisure to care about these things, but now after admiring them wantonly for a while, she deeply felt the charm of the other party.

Perhaps feeling the malicious gaze, Angelina, who was giving a lecture, turned her head and glanced in her direction.

After the eyes of the two met, Angelina lowered her eyes slightly to avoid her gaze.

...Ah?

It was the first time for the silver-haired girl to see such an unnatural expression on a female tutor.

"Next is the application of the three major interference techniques in alchemy..."

Angelina kept smiling and began to explain the application principles of alchemy, seemingly unaffected.

What she said was easy to understand, and the examples she quoted were also very interesting. Everyone listened with great fascination.

However, someone didn't listen to the content of the class at all, but secretly pondered:

Is this strange attitude related to his performance in the workshop that night?

Since she didn't know the inside story, Angelina probably regarded her as a pervert like Elena, so today's behavior is easy to understand.

If it were me, if Elena wasn't completely obeying orders, she wouldn't want to get too close to her.

"But having said that... this seems like a good opportunity."

She was thinking in her mind:

"Would you like to explore further?"

"If Angelina is really vicious, cruel and bloodthirsty, most likely she won't be able to bear this kind of harassment, and she will definitely show her flaws at that time."

"The only problem is, I'm also in a bit of a precarious position if I do that."

After class, she ran to check the class schedule.

"In order to prevent her from violently hurting others, it's better to find a safer time."

He took out a pen and recorded the classes that the tutors with higher force value went to every day, as well as the areas where the guards patrol more densely;

Then connect all these together, and finally get several eligible time periods.

"But people like the headmaster can't find itineraries outside, so they can only ask themselves."

She tapped her lips with a pen, thinking secretly.

When he arrived at the principal's office, the old man was still dressed in that sullen manner, and when he saw her, he said with a smile:

"The final will be in two days. How about it? Are you confident?"

"Fortunately."

Ai Wen still had that cold look in front of the old fox, making it impossible to see what was going on in her heart.

"Don't be too careless, Anthony is not the rookie you met before."

The principal stood up from his seat, and walked slowly with his hands behind his back:

"His riding and swordsmanship are quite strong, and he has rich combat experience; although he was taught by the same teacher as Sirence, the strength of the two is far apart."

"I'm really not very good at riding a horse."

The silver-haired girl replied:

"But I will not lose to him in terms of swordsmanship."

"Really? What if I told you that he is now a fourth-tier knight?"

The headmaster looked at her with great interest, as if observing her expression after knowing this:

"Do you still think so?"

"Same."

Egwene answered without changing her face.

"Well, it's good for young people to have confidence."

Not seeing the expression he was expecting, the old man seemed a little regretful, and returned to his seat and sat down:

"What are you looking for me for today? I don't think you've got much use for me, poor old man, lately."

"I want to know your schedule."