[Detected that the sword master suffered fatal injuries]
[Passive skill Holy Aid has been triggered]
Dad's earthy sword charm saved his life again.
At this time, the voice in Su Ran's mind finally sounded.
"Do not be afraid."
"Honey, I'm here, mua."
Dad's infinitely gentle voice sounded at the same time.
"...I finally know why dad picked up mom." Su Ran couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.
Except that this line seems a little redundant and greasy, the sense of security that Dad's sword talisman gives people is absolutely awesome.
Su Ran shook his head, which was still a little dizzy, stood up and walked towards the body of the decapitated Minotaur, picked up the spirit core, smiled slightly, then threw it away and caught it in the palm of his hand.
Then when he raised his head again, he found that a large number of freshmen around him were looking at him like they were monsters...
It was as if he was not a swordsman killing monsters, but a naked warrior.
The expressions of Lin Kexing and others were the most exaggerated. He and Hat looked at each other in confusion, having no idea what a series of things had happened in just a few seconds.
At this time, someone shouted: "The teacher is here!"
Su Ran turned around and saw Lu Wenqiu and Aurora arriving in a hurry.
But what greeted them was Su Ran, who was standing on top of the Minotaur, playing with a crystal clear spiritual core.
"Classmate Su Ran... you are so amazing." Aurora revealed a look of admiration.
Lu Wenqiu's frown gradually relaxed.
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Kyoto Kenshu University.
Odin's Hall.
conference hall.
A circle of people gathered around the conference table, sitting solemnly.
Lu Wenqiu quietly closed his eyes and rested his mind, while tapping his fingers lightly on the sandalwood table.
This is what she always does when thinking.
But in the conference hall that was supposed to be serious and quiet, some unharmonious sounds kept ringing...
"Crack, click, click..."
This is the sound of chewing potato chips.
"Suck, suck, suck..."
This is the sound of sucking liquid.
A chubby little kid wearing a dinosaur one-piece jacket, who looks to be barely ten years old, is grabbing Feizhai Happy Roast Chicken in one hand, and holding Feizhai Happy Water in the other hand, extremely comfortable and as if no one else is watching.
Eat happily.
But there was no embarrassment on the faces of the people around him. Instead, they all had expressions that they were used to.
Moreover... they have nothing to do with this brat.
Because the identity of this little devil is not simple.
When people who don't know him see him for the first time, they probably think of the naughty kid wearing crotchless pants and a snotty nose from Lao Wang's house next door.
But the faculty and staff in the school all know... hell, this guy is the president of Kyoto Kenshu University, Chugo.
And it seems that he has been re-elected for decades!
In terms of qualifications, there are almost no veteran teachers or professors in the entire school who can compete with him.
As for why Chu Ge always looks like a child, and how old Chu Ge is really, it is an unsolved mystery that few people know.
But in everyone's eyes, although Chu Ge is just a brat, he is still the head of the school after all.
So they couldn't say much about the principal's careless and sloppy behavior.
Anyway, usually, at this time, someone will always stand up...
"Bang!"
With a dull explosion, Lu Wenqiu slapped Chu Ge's dinosaur on the head.
"Can you be quiet!?"
Lu Wenqiu cursed angrily.
"Ouch, ouch..." Chu Ge touched his aching forehead, glanced at Lu Wenqiu quickly, and muttered in a low voice, "How many times have I told you, Wenqiu, you will never be so violent in the future.
Men want your..."
"Thank you for your concern. I'd rather be single for the rest of my life than being fussy about the smell of fried food from the whole family." Lu Wenqiu said coldly.
"Hmph..."
Chu Ge made a depressed grunt like a little pig, grabbed the snack in his hand, slipped to the window sill with great care, and continued to eat in silence...
At this time, an energetic voice came in from outside the conference hall.
"Xiaoqiu!!"
The visitor opened the door, happily rushed to Lu Wenqiu, gave the latter a warm hug, and then shouted to Chu Ge:
"headmaster!!"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Our Xiaoqiu is not only fair and beautiful, but also has long legs. She also has a white and tender 36D. How can no man want it?"
"Obviously it's a short, ugly, fat, stinky man like you who can't keep his mouth shut, so you have to worry about this kind of thing!"
"...Shut up." Lu Wen Qiusheng said helplessly.
Chu Ge, who was shivering in the corner, felt that several sharp arrows were piercing his back one after another...
The person who came was a woman with long hair and a fragrant fragrance. Her name was Gu Ling. She was similar in age to Lu Wenqiu. She was a professor of swordsmanship and concurrently served as this year's admissions information officer and the general administrator of the school library.
In everyone's impression, these two women have always enjoyed bullying Chu Ge. To put it harshly, they are at the level of female bullies.
In fact, everyone couldn't stand this kind of blatant bullying of the principal, so thousands of words finally turned into a few simple words: Well done.
"Is everyone here?"
Sitting opposite Lu Wenqiu, a man wearing a black eye patch said in a low and hoarse voice.
His name is Long Mo, the director of the Jingjian Executive Bureau. He always likes to do things neatly and straightforwardly.
"Stop pestering Lu Wenqiu and causing trouble every day." He said to Gu Ling impatiently, then glanced at everyone, and then said, "Let's get straight to the point, don't waste time."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're still so boring, Uncle Long Mo!" Gu Ling puffed her lips and sat down on the sofa carelessly.
"Tell me, tell me!" Chu Ge walked back to his seat and sat down, sucking his greasy fingers and said slowly, "I also want to hear what happened in the school today."
At this time, a round-faced, fat middle-aged man with sparse hair and square-rimmed glasses who had been staring at the laptop seriously without saying a word spoke:
"Sauta."
Hearing the sound, everyone suddenly became quiet. They changed their previous playful attitude and looked at the middle-aged man, listening carefully.
This man's name is Gu Heng. He is nearly fifty years old and is a senior professor of spiritual biology. The spiritual realm has always been the most authoritative speaker on this aspect of academic research.
Gu Heng placed Sauta's spiritual core on the table, and a layer of white light was reflected on the lens.
"The black minotaur that appeared in the forest this morning is a cloned creature produced in the experiment of the Church of Thorns."
"Before this, it had always been a guarding spirit beast in the Shadow Corridor."
