The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

Because Silent Moon, which went crazy at that time, attracted too much attention, now all parties are staring closely at the academy, and people are constantly coming to visit in the name of caring, but in fact they are here to inquire about information. .

The Life Church is actually fine, they just want the Holy Sword back.

Others really want to pry out some deep secrets from the academy.

"So, I'm going to trouble you during this period, Dean Pink Bear."

Professor Plank raised his head and showed a rare "kind" smile.

"ha?"

Pink Bear shook, the cigar in his hand fell to the ground, and said dullly:

"Isn't it over yet?"

"What are you talking about, Dean? There is an important meeting waiting for you next."

"What meeting?"

"Initiated by Marquis Colbert, a large group of nobles held a meeting to question the security of our college."

"Is this meeting important?"

"Of course, I think Dean Pink Bear should know very well that a large part of our college's funding comes from donations from nobles.

So, this if this meeting is messed up. "

Professor Plann stared at the pink bear with a somewhat meaningful expression:

"The dean likes cigars and photos, but..."

"Can't buy it anymore?"

"No, we are about to start investigating you, Dean, for embezzling public funds." Professor Plann sneered:

"After all, for the college at that time, every penny was important."

"..."

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32. Gambling

"By the way, are you okay with your injury?"

After Pink Bear went to the inquiry meeting with a dejected face, Grant called away the other teachers, turned to Professor Plan and asked.

"The injuries caused by the holy sword shouldn't be easy to heal."

"About one-third of the Holy Light remains in the body and has not been dissipated. My chest is still hurting now."

Professor Plann lowered his head and caressed his right chest:

"But full recovery is just a matter of time. Although I am old, I will not collapse to this extent."

"Oh, your body is stronger than I thought."

Professor Grant raised his eyebrows and said:

"After all, it is one of the five holy swords of the Church of Life. I thought you would just lie in bed for ten days and a half, but I didn't expect you to be alive and kicking in just a few days."

"It's not that my body is stronger than I thought, but the holy sword is weaker than I thought."

Professor Plann said softly: "That sword has always been sealed."

"What?" Professor Grant said slightly.

"Bereena, before she was completely controlled by the God of Love, she sealed the Holy Sword."

There was a complicated expression on Professor Plank's old face:

"The triggering magic seal, once someone forcibly breaks it, will directly destroy the holy sword from the inside.

So even the God of Love was helpless and was forced to use the holy sword with most of its power sealed. "

"You bully the god of love for not knowing magic."

Gülen sighed,

"You have a good student, Plan."

"Who says it's not?"

Professor Plann turned his head and seemed to see again that the girl who disappeared with a smile after a brief greeting was waving to him.

“She has always been a proud student of mine.”

…

"Speaking of which, it seems that Master Meladomir has disappeared since then."

Professor Grant put the tea he made in front of Professor Pu Lang:

"This is a rare opportunity. I also want to ask her some questions about ancient potions."

"Don't disturb Instructor Meladomir, she is very busy now."

Professor Plann sighed:

"After solving the evil god problem, she immediately asked for the specific information of all current students from me."

"Student information, could it be said..."

"I guess so."

Professor Plann picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"After all, that is Teacher Meladomir's lifelong pursuit. She cannot give up. However, she is so anxious this time, which makes me a little uneasy."

"We woke her up early, did it really have some impact on her?"

"Don't say such depressing words now. Master Meladomir will be unhappy if he hears it."

Professor Grant rolled his eyes and then said excitedly:

"What makes me even more curious is, who will be the lucky one chosen by the mentor?"

"Lucky one? That's not necessarily the case."

Professor Pu Lang stared at the tea stems floating in the teacup and said with a wry smile:

"That is an extremely crazy road. If ordinary people embark on it, they will most likely end up with no bones left."

…

"I always feel like I've suddenly become peaceful."

In the quiet ward, Mu En turned her head and looked out the window through the light curtains.

sunny.

From time to time, there will be laughter filled with youthful atmosphere, coming from not far away.

The entire academy seems to have recovered from the previous influence and is regaining its vitality.

"Unknowingly, so many days have passed?"

After that incident, Mu En was sent to this ward for treatment and "isolation" due to her injuries and close contact with the monster contaminated by the God of Love.

At that time, Professor Grant's treatment was only a cursory treatment with magic. After all, it was a crowned person who personally performed the treatment, so in order not to leave any sequelae, the college still conducted a series of physical examinations on him.

To Mu En's relief, except for the white-haired Lolita boss, no one seemed to be able to discover the "blessing" that belonged to the King of Blight.

Think about it, compared to the simple and direct power given by the gods, the gods themselves are the incarnation of part of the power of the gods. Naturally, it is more difficult to be discovered. Otherwise, An, the god's followers, would not have stayed in the Duke's Palace for ten years, and would not have stayed in the Duke's Palace for ten years. Still no clues were discovered by his cheap father.

It's unusual for that white-haired lolita boss to be able to see through him at a glance, and it should only be regarded as an exception.

Otherwise, what Mu En had just faced would not have been a beautiful woman with big breasts and a thin waist, but a mature beauty, but the Empire's special organization that specialized in dealing with evil god incidents, the Silent Ones.

Those shadowy guys who hide in black robes every day will not care about your identity as the Duke's son. Once you fall into their hands, Mu En will definitely not get any good results.

Fortunately, the worst case scenario did not happen.

During this period, except for doctors and professors from the college who came to ask some questions, no outsiders were allowed to have contact with Mu En.

Mu En could sort out her thoughts in this almost completely alone and quiet environment.

The exchange with Black Book still seemed to have happened just now.

"So, in the final analysis, is it because I am too weak?"

After learning new martial arts and defeating the second-year leader, Ren, Mu En thought that everything was going in a good direction, and that she could escape the miserable fate of being a cannon fodder for a yellow-haired villain.

But now it seems that I still think too much.

If the black book hadn't used the evil god to forcefully push the fate of this world into the unknown that deviated from the original plot, what he would have faced would have been a certain death.

"I have to mess up the fate of the entire world in order to avoid the option of death. How malicious is this world to me?"

Mu En looked at her hands and murmured softly.

"And in the end, is the solution to the problem still that simple and crude?"

Not strong enough.

This is the crux of the matter where he can only let fate tease him.

If he could be stronger, he could be as powerful as the protagonist Ariel, or even stronger.

Then in his original destiny, he could survive even if he faced a saint controlled by the God of Love.

But, this can only be the case.

Mu En knew that it was simply impossible for him to gain such a strong power in just one year.

Ariel has already dumped you a lot, and she still has the halo of the protagonist, as well as plug-ins, and even a mysterious big sister who knows ancient magic in the ring. On the way to becoming stronger, she is a Why should a real "rich second generation" be overtaken by you, a "poor ** silk" who has nothing and can only be beaten in a black book every night?

The Black Book also knew it was impossible, so it chose to directly interfere with destiny itself.

However, Mu En knew very well that this level of interference would never happen again.

The next time the evil from fate appears again, he will have to rely on himself.

And, that time shouldn't be too far away.

Didn’t the second prophetic dream already give the answer? He will die one day in the future, having his heart ripped out.

so……

"Is there any way to make me stronger faster?" Mu En couldn't help but let out the cry of a salted fish before death.

"Oh, you want power, boy?"

A cold voice sounded, and at some point, a petite girl with white hair and red eyes appeared on the chair Hathaway had just made next to Moon's bed.

"Huh?"

Mu En was startled, but when he found out the identity of the visitor, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately showed a slightly flattering smile:

"Boss? Why are you here?"

"Let me come and see you, okay?"

The girl rolled her pure white hair with her fingers, her expression a little lazy, as if she had just woken up from a nap.

"Of course I can, of course I can, but..."

Mu En scratched his head and considered his words: "I don't think I have the qualifications. Let the boss come to visit in person."

Mu En would not think that just by asking her to get up and pinching her face, this big boss with a lolita body shape would suddenly become so close to her.

This is not a harem light novel where all the female characters are given away.

So her arrival must have a purpose.

"Smarter than I thought."

The girl's eyes, which were as clear as amber and could see through people completely, glanced at Mu En, then curled her lips and asked:

"So, as I just said, do you want power? Boy."

"Eh?"

"I just need a closed disciple recently. I will give the person who becomes my closed disciple the power and knowledge, the selfless kind. How about it? Are you interested? Young man."