I'm not that kind of orc

"Who?" I frowned.

Vanessa hurriedly covered her mouth: "She, she won't let her name..."

Needless to say, there's only one fucking elf knight I've ever known.

But speaking of wine...

"Is it you who put a bottle of super strong wine at the door of the dormitory today, and then put a note that said 'please drink at ease, we have absolutely no intention of doing anything while you are drunk' What?" I asked bluntly.

"That's right, that person clearly said that just one sip of that kind of wine can make people faint!" Vanessa opened her eyes and looked at me, "Didn't you drink it?"

"Who would drink such a suspicious thing!!" I couldn't help complaining.

Is this girl stupid?

"Tsk!" Vanessa curled her lips in displeasure, "I really shouldn't believe that person, the idea is useless at all."

No, it's obvious that the note you left is too suspicious!

"By the way, what's the matter with you? This is obviously not your room, get out!" Vanessa turned her eyes to Angelica and Daisy dissatisfied.

Not yours either, thanks.

"Hmph, didn't you sneak in too? What right do you have to let me out?" Daisy retorted without hesitation.

"This is an aboveboard night attack!" Vanessa said with her hips akimbo, her head raised.

Is there any way to talk about this kind of thing above board? ?

"The number of people getting in the way has increased." Angelica raised her hand, with sharp claws growing out of her fingertips, reflecting the cold light in the moonlight shining in from outside the window.

"Wait a werewolf, this demon is a little troublesome, how about we work together to get rid of her first?" Daisy analyzed the situation very cunningly, and accurately judged that Vanessa was the most difficult one on the scene.

Angelica glanced at her: "For now, yes."

"Hmph, just because you two want to win me? How naive!" Vanessa summoned her scythe, "Let you all see my weakness!"

"Don't move! Don't destroy anything here!!" I hurriedly tried to dissuade them.

I'm not worried about any threats to my personal safety, but this wooden hut... obviously can't bear their tossing like this.

But it was too late. Vanessa charged her sickle with magic power and swung it. At the same time, Daisy and Angelica shot at the same time.

During the long night, there was a loud bang in my house.

……

"The above is the whole process of my dormitory being destroyed, so I have to take a day off to repair the house."

Sitting in the office the next day, I said to Roland with a tired face.

"That's it, it's really sympathetic. Don't worry, I will arrange for the school staff to help you. They will repair it faster with magic than you can with your hands."

While talking, Roland covered his mouth with his hand, and hugged his stomach with the other hand, trembling all over, obviously holding back a laugh.

"You are still laughing, but I have suffered a great crime." I couldn't help but sighed.

This guy, as always, likes to make fun of me being distressed.

"It's none of my business this time, I didn't do any tricks." Roland smiled and raised a finger, "Many people are envious of a 'suffering' like you!"

"Who would be envious?" I was full of disbelief.

"At the end of the day, they just like you, so why don't you just accept them all?"

"...that is a crime in our tribe." I complained calmly.

"It's okay, at most it's just being expelled from the tribe." Roland said with a relaxed face, "And you have nothing to do with them, right?"

"Uh..." I was speechless.

This is true.

In fact, after I returned to the academy, several of them, like Roland, confided in me.

Considering some reality, I chose to reject them.

But, it's useless.

On the contrary, since then, I have completely lost An Sheng's life.

What happened last night was just the tip of the iceberg.

I thought for a while, and summoned up the courage to say to Roland, "Roland, why don't we—"

"No." Roland interrupted me bluntly.

"I haven't finished talking yet!"

And it took me a while to muster up the courage, okay?

"If we establish a relationship with you now, I will be set on fire." Roland smiled meaningfully, "And, for me, this will spoil a lot of fun."

"What kind of fun is this?" I have no idea what this guy is thinking.

She clearly said that she likes me, and I'm sure that's her sincere words.But more often than not, I'm always elusive about her.

Why... why do I fall in love with such a person?

"Just right, I just had a good idea." Roland narrowed his eyes suddenly, "Look forward to it, Brock, your campus life will never be boring."

I'm so familiar with this expression - she's definitely thinking of something.

Special Lesson Time for the Dragon King (1)

"...It is true that the effect of dragon blood as a potion material is indeed worthy of its name. But dragon blood is also very toxic to ordinary creatures. If it is not diluted, even a few drops are enough to kill."

Hestalia, who was blindfolded with a black veil, stood in front of the podium and said slowly that this class is the biology elective course "Introduction to Dragon Knowledge" she is in charge of.

After she came to this college, Roland specially arranged for her a temporary teaching position, and asked her to take an elective course in the biology department in the college.

To be honest, from the perspective of professionalism, she is really not a dedicated teacher - she basically doesn't prepare lessons very seriously, and the lectures are basically just what comes to mind, and sometimes she feels sleepy and even makes a call Yawning and leaving get out of class early to take a nap.

But there are still a lot of people who choose her class. After all, the observation records of giant dragons in the civilized world are extremely rare, and the opportunity to learn about dragons directly from dragons is quite rare.

What's more, the one teaching this lesson is the legendary dragon king.

It's just that her course is for senior students, so I shouldn't be able to take it normally.

As a result, Hestalia didn't see me in class on the first day, so she found my dormitory that day and grabbed me and questioned why I didn't attend her class.

After learning that I was not in the grade she was teaching, she still forced me to come and sit in and not miss a single session.

So now I also have to sit among a group of senior elves and listen to her lectures.

"With the strength and anti-magic characteristics of dragon scales, there are not many ways to inflict wounds on a giant dragon in this world. In most cases, the dragon blood that other races can get is given by the dragon. But, we Nor will they give blood to outsiders at will... The Dragon Clan gives blood to intelligent species outside, basically for the same purpose. I should have told you about it in the last class, so let me test you by the way. "

As she spoke, she began to look around at the students present, and many of them raised their hands.

I can also interact with students... and occasionally do things that normal teachers would do.

Just as I was thinking so, Hestalia suddenly called my name: "Brock, you answer."

"Huh?" I was taken aback.

I was just listening and didn't raise my hand. Why did you ask me to answer?

But when I was pointed out, I could only stand up and answer the question: "I left my country in order to conclude a contract."

"Very well, sit down." Hestalia smiled back at me, and then explained the knowledge points, "Yes, if the dragons forcefully leave the 'Land of God', their strength will be greatly restricted. But As long as you sign a contract with an outside intelligent race, you can transfer this restriction from the land to the contractor. The legends about dragon knight heroes circulating in your world are probably based on this."

Then she raised her elbow, tapped her chin with her finger, and said thoughtfully, "So what should I talk about today?"

Sure enough, I didn't prepare for class today...

"Why don't you just talk about the types of dragons." She suddenly seemed to have a flash of inspiration, "The types of dragons are mainly divided by the color of the dragon scales. Come on, Brock, tell me about it. Giant dragons are common. What colors are there?"

She suddenly called my name again.

"Huh?" I was caught off guard for a moment, "I, I don't know."

Why me again?

"Eh? How could you not know? I took you around the 'Oasis'..." Hestalia frowned slightly dissatisfied.

"This, I haven't observed it carefully..." I scratched my head.

"Okay." She shook her head and continued, "The common colors of giant dragons are red, black, green and blue. Of course, occasionally there will be some individuals with special body colors. Generally, there are two One reason is a natural mutation, and the other part is the metamorphosis of the dragon king ceremony. Like my white dragon scale, it was awarded after becoming the dragon king. The color of the dragon scale determines the physical ability of a dragon. Talent breath. Dragons of different colors can use different breaths, Brock, can you tell me what kinds of breaths dragons have?"

Why did you click on me again?

Just when I was stunned, Feilan who was sitting next to me suddenly jumped up: "Hey, you are enough!! Why did you stare at him to answer questions during the whole class?"

That's right, as a senior student of the Art Branch, she also took this course, and basically she would sit next to me.

"This is my class. I can click whoever answers the questions I want. Do you have any opinions, little girl?" Hestalia calmly folded her hands.

"Of course you did! You're clearly taking the opportunity to chat with him! Just give it a good lecture!!" Feilan protested to her.

"Even so..." The queen thought for a while, then smiled at Feilan, "What can you do to me?"

"You!!" Feilan clenched her fists angrily.

"Here again..."

"Student Feilan is really strong, she dares to challenge the Dragon King."

"After all, he is also a hero who participated in the Demon Lord Crusade..."

"Don't start a one-on-one fight again..."

Discussions came from around, and everyone was already accustomed to the dispute between the two in class.

"Okay, okay, class first, class first..."

I quickly stretched out my hand to push Feilan down, and gestured for Hestalia to continue the lecture, lest these two guys come back and start arguing in class again—these two guys have this criminal record.

Hestalia shrugged and continued: "The dragon's breath includes flame, cold air, acid and poisonous mist, and the corresponding colors are..."

Then, two quarters of an hour passed.

"...Okay, I can't think of anything to talk about for the time being, so let's go here and get out of class."

About 10 minutes before the end of the get out of class, Hesteria announced the end of the get out of class very freely. The students were more used to this and began to pack their things.

"Brock, come with me and go to the old place." Hestalia came over and said to me very naturally.