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

She seemed to have made up her mind, and said firmly in her voice:

"I understand, I'm going to ask the principal to take back this order!"

After speaking, she opened the door, bowed her head and rushed outside.

While leaving, a sparkling tear fell in the air.

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"Phew... it feels so bad to be cheated."

Finding an empty corner, the silver-haired girl slid down against the wall, sat there and closed her eyes:

"But this is also to confirm her true face... I hope the efforts just now will not be in vain."

She wiped the drops on her eyes.

——Never mind, this thing really works, it's just a little stimulating.

She only used a small drop just now, but her eyes are still red and swollen.

"Angelina should be very familiar with medicines. Although this medicine is colorless and tasteless, it's hard to guarantee that she will find it. Let's wash it off quickly."

She found a fountain to wash her eyes clean, and met the person she least wanted to see right now.

"Sirence?"

Fortunately, it was discovered early, and the other party seemed to be a little absent-minded, and did not see her.

The silver-haired girl hurriedly found a place to hide.

—She was not afraid of Sirens.

It was just yesterday that there was a big fuss at the other party's house, and subconsciously, he didn't want to meet the other party.

"Kill them..."

Sirence's state looked a little strange.

As if a little delirious, he kept chanting a sentence:

"Kill them... they all deserve to die... all of them..."

The silver-haired girl hid aside, watching him slowly walk past.

"Did this guy take the wrong medicine?"

When Sirence walked away, she walked out from the hiding place in confusion, and looked at the back of the other party:

"Aren't you afraid of being heard by others when you talk about killing people?"

"I hope it's not related to the underground warehouse."

A trace of worry rose in her heart:

"It seems that I have to take some time to find Barry recently and ask if anything suspicious has happened."

All the way to the principal's room, lying on the door and eavesdropping for a while.

Sure enough, Angelina's voice came faintly from inside.

The female tutor seemed to be arguing with the head of the school, and the words were very fierce.

Later, there was a "bang!" sound from inside, as if someone had slapped the table.

"Snapped."

After a while, the door opened.

Angelina walked out from the inside, just in time to meet her face to face.

"Mr. Angelina..."

The silver-haired girl had red eyes and looked at the other party timidly, as if she had been caught doing something bad.

"Don't say anything, just follow me."

Angelina took her arm and said angrily.

Then, ignoring the confused principal in the room, he took the silver-haired girl and left there.

"...What the hell is this going on?"

The principal looked at the two of them, rubbed his head and said to himself:

"Why didn't I remember that Egwen Garcia wanted to apply for the release of the guard... I just asked one more question, and actually said I was hypocritical?"

"Who am I provoking?"

He looked at the messy documents on the table, which was the result of Angelina's slap just now.

He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, and said resignedly:

"Oh, the young people nowadays... It's really hard to guess their minds. Forget it, let them go."

Coming out from the principal, Angelina brought Aiwen to her office.

Then he closed the office door, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and said earnestly:

"Student Garcia, you are a good boy and a good student."

"It's not because I hate you that I don't want to be your guard, but because I've been too busy recently to take care of you."

She hesitated for a moment, and said with some embarrassment:

"Although... well, some of your hobbies are a bit strange, but it's not a big deal;"

"People always take some detours when they grow up. As long as they can be corrected in time, there will be no serious consequences."

After saying something incomprehensible, she put her hand down:

"Just don't worry, I will always be with you from today on."

"I promise, as long as I'm alive, no one will be able to hurt you!"

She looked directly into the eyes of the silver-haired girl, and said firmly.

"Mr. Angelina, I—"

Tears flickered again in the silver-haired girl's eyes.

This time it wasn't all about acting, but I was really touched.

"No need to say anything."

Angelina gently wiped away her tears with her hands, and smiled gently:

"Let such a beautiful girl like you cry, I am really a sinner..."

She withdrew her hand:

"I'm going to write a request for leave to the principal. I won't be in class for a few days, and I'm specifically responsible for protecting your safety."

"Ah? Never."

The silver-haired girl was taken aback:

——If Angelina is really allowed to do that, the headmaster will have to settle the debt on himself?

With that old fox's character of not wanting to suffer, he will never have any good fruit for himself in the future.

"I think you can still go to class normally."

She thought for a moment and made her own suggestion:

"I also like your class very much. I will listen to every class so that the two of us will not be separated."

"Those assassins should not choose to shoot in the classroom, so the environment there is relatively safe."

"Well, you're right."

Angelina nodded and said:

"Just deal with it like this during the day, we act together at any time; at night, you go to my workshop, and we spend the night there these days."

"I will find a way to solve the smell. Many alchemy potions have the effect of getting rid of the smell, so don't worry that you won't be able to sleep because of it."

She remembered someone's quirk and thoughtfully prepared a solution in advance.

"Mr. Angelina, do you want to sleep with me?"

The silver-haired girl really didn't expect the other party to do this, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

But when he saw those black faces hovering around him, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty:

Even if something good happens to you at that time, I'm afraid you'll be scared back when you see these things, right?

"Night is the most dangerous time, so don't take it lightly."

Angelina's voice was solemn:

"This is also the time when assassins are most active... There are now a total of seven barriers in my alchemy workshop, as well as hundreds of magic traps I set up;"

"Even if it's not as good as the defense in the palace, I believe it won't be too bad, so you can rest in peace."

Uh.

Cold sweat broke out on someone's back:

Seven layers of enchantment?

Hundreds of magic traps?

Fortunately, I went early as a thief last time, otherwise...

and many more!Shouldn't these enchantments and traps be specially used to deal with oneself?

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"what happened?"

Late at night, inside the dilapidated church.

Father Bolton looked at the empty holy water pool and opened his mouth wide: