"Dean, let's get to the point."

The dean didn't say anything, but walked towards an open space silently leaning on a cane.

Victor followed, and soon, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly.

The two obviously didn't take a few steps, but a wooden house appeared in front of them.

Surrounded by dense forest, it seems like a cabin hidden in the woods.

The dean walked to the door, and the wooden house opened automatically.

He turned his head and nodded to Victor.

"Come in, Professor Victor."

Victor followed the dean and walked in. There was only one table in the wooden house with a watermelon on it.

Nothing else.

The dean picked up the cane and tapped Watermelon on the head.

Watermelon turned around slowly, her eyes were extremely deep, as if possessing the wisdom of knowing the past and the present.

It opened its thick lips and said slowly:

"Blue, what's the matter?"

Looking at this talking watermelon, Vega felt a chill in his body.

Even the hairs stood up a few times.

This thing, makes it feel uncomfortable.

It looked up at Victor, and found that Victor still showed no surprise.

He seemed to know everything in advance, even knowing that there was a talking watermelon hidden here.

'It's strange. '

it thought.

Victor is naturally not surprised.

Because this is Dean's talking watermelon pet.

The dean looked at Xigua and said, "This little friend wants to ask you some questions."

Watermelon stared at Victor reluctantly.

Vega whispered in his ear, "What's the matter with this guy?"

Victor didn't speak, he knew that the watermelon was peeking at his experience.

Just as he thought, various pictures flashed in Xigua's eyes.

Towering flames, flying dust, magma all over the ground, and huge spewing magic.

A shocking scene that destroys heaven and earth.

It saw the strong fire element surging on Victor's body clinging to him, and lines of flowing magma covered half of Victor's upper body, like a flame demon.

After a while, Watermelon refocused his attention on Victor:

"Young people today are really amazing."

"I know what you want to ask, and the blue natural finches will tell us."

Soon, waves of magic ripples appeared around it and dispersed towards the surroundings.

The 'natural sparrows' in different spaces started to move.

An immersive picture appeared in front of Victor:

What appeared in front of him was the picture of yesterday.

Professor Devon took out the dean's personal letter bitterly, and dismissed Heni arrogantly.

By the way, Hernie's most important 'knowledge' was burned.

The inescapable black text appeared on the ground in front of Heni like bad luck, and Victor could tell at a glance that it was just a prank caused by ordinary camouflage magic.

Immediately afterwards, three students jumped out, ruthlessly mocking Heni who was slumped on the ground, and gave her the final psychological blow.

The crowd of passers-by and the despicable despicableness of the successful prank made the poor child completely emotional.

"……she cried."

Vega murmured.

Crying so hysterically, desperate and helpless.

In fact, it quite likes that child.

The picture disappeared instantly, and Watermelon closed his eyes.

It seems that showing this scene makes it very tiring.

After it closed its eyes, it turned back into an ordinary-looking watermelon.

Even after watching everything, Victor's expression did not change at all.

The dean squinted his eyes and sighed, his thick white beard messed up by the blow.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Victor."

"As for Heni, I don't know where your teaching assistant went."

"Natural finches act on my will, so natural finches will not appear in places where other people's privacy may be involved."

The Dean wasn't lying, Victor knew it.

He didn't feel the presence of natural tits in the office, and he didn't feel the flow of natural tits in the student dormitory this morning.

Victor's voice sounded coldly:

"Dean Rachel, please tell me why that fat pig became a professor in your college?"

Victor's direct name made the dean feel helpless, he shook his head and said:

"Professor Victor, you are also a professor of our college."

The implication is that you also plated a layer of gold by virtue of your relationship, why can't others do the same?

The only difference is that Victor is really capable, while Professor Devon is completely mixing up his salary.

So Victor said.

"When I joined your school, I was the youngest third-tier mage, what about him?"

"Professor Victor, this is what I want to tell you."

Dean Rachel said with some embarrassment.

"The Patriarch of the Reiser family married the younger sister of the current emperor."

"As you can imagine, Saul VIII is Devon Reiser's uncle."

His relationship was hard.

Victor knew very well that Dean Rachel was persuading him that this person should not be killed if he could.

Otherwise, trouble will haunt him.

"I understand your anger, Professor Victor."

"But killing doesn't solve anything. Maybe you can talk to Professor Devin. He's not guilty of death."

"I can definitely recall Heni in the name of the college and give her the title of associate professor, not to mention..."

Besides, do you really want to kill a royal relative for an ordinary person who has no talent?

Rachel didn't say it, but he believed that Victor would understand his good intentions.

"Dean, I won't kill him."

Victor's voice sounded faintly.

Rachel breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his persuasion had worked.

But immediately, Victor narrowed his eyes and spoke calmly.

"But whether he will die in the hands of the devil is beyond my control."

When he said this, it was as ordinary as if he was describing a very ordinary thing.

Rachel's mind was shaken, he didn't understand what Victor was talking about.

demon?What does this have to do with the devil?

However, Vega lowered his head when he heard this.

"Do you think that disgusting thing found Hernie?"

Victor's expression didn't change.

As Vega said.

In the picture, he saw three students playing pranks.

It was exactly the same as the three students who fainted today.

Their state can only be that their power has been stolen by demons.

So, why did the devil steal the powers of these three people, and who were these powers given to?

Victor can only think of the missing Hernie.

He didn't respond to Rachel, but Rachel looked embarrassed.

"Professor Victor, you must have seen it."

"The me standing in front of you is not the real me. I am attending the annual meeting of the Mage Capital."

"The me now is actually meeting you in a 'natural tit' way."

"So, I failed to prevent such a thing from happening as soon as possible, but let it ferment. I am sorry."

Natural finches can only follow Rachel's will and act on instinct.

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