This man is about twenty-four or five years old, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a head of golden hair with a bit of nobility, unruly eyes exuding a cold chill, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, like a smile, or like a smile. With a little fuss, he was wearing white casual clothes. He was not tall, but he was extremely strong. Except for the scar from the ear to the corner of the mouth that destroyed the overall beauty, he could be regarded as a handsome man.
The man had the student ID card of Balovacus College pinned to his chest. The old man guarding the gate glanced at him slightly and waved him in.
"I haven't been back for two months. It seems that the college has changed a lot!" The man said to himself while walking. At this time, his brows were slightly frowned because he saw the building under renovation.
"Renovating? What's wrong? It seems that the academy has experienced a lot of damage..." The man thought silently, lost in thought, "Who would have the guts to wreak havoc in the academy?"
The man had been away from the academy for a long time, and for him, the familiar academy felt strange.
By a small pavilion at the corner, students gathered in twos and threes. This small pavilion was originally a place for students to study in the morning, but now it has been shamelessly occupied by a group of students. That group is Heifelt and his subordinates. Ladies and gentlemen, Heifelt had a class today, but he skipped class. According to him, listening to the instructor's lectures on elementary things is boring.
"It's so boring early in the morning, let's think of some good ideas and come out to have fun..." Haifelt stretched his waist and said weakly.
Heifert was half lying on a girl's lap. The girl had red hair and looked dazzling. Her small hands were gently helping Heiffert pinch his shoulders.
Ishalot, a classmate of Heifelt's, is also a special student in the same group, and is now his girlfriend.
A freshman rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "The guy in the freshman paladin class is so arrogant that he even calls himself the boss, Boss Heifelt, how about we go and teach him a lesson? I think he's not pleasing to the eye for a long time... "
"No...no...no..." Heifelt stretched out an index finger contemptuously and shook, "Since the incident with Ron and that guy, the academy has strictly prohibited direct conflicts between students, at least in the ranking battle I can't before, you have to solve the trouble yourself, I won't go... "
"Oh!" The freshman's eyes looked extremely disappointed. The guy he said was not easy to deal with. If he wanted to persuade Heifelt to deal with him, his strength was far behind.
At this time, Heifelt glanced at the way he came from, and smiled, "It's not easy for you to find a paladin, there just happens to be one over there..."
"Huh?" The freshman turned his head and saw the man before him. Even though he was wearing casual clothes, he was also dressed as a paladin, which made it easy to spot.
Heifelt smiled and pointed, "Isn't that a paladin? Call him over..."
"Uh! Well, I don't know him..." The freshman shook his head.
"Stop talking nonsense, just scream if you want..." Heifelt jumped up and hit him on the head with his hand.
"Yes... yes... Boss Heifelt..." The freshman hurriedly stood up with a smile, and he waved, "You—that who—Paladin, come here..."
"Me?" The man with the scar in the distance frowned. Before those students could hide from him, they dared to provoke him. What's going on
Interesting, they must be the freshmen of this year, the man with the scar smiled, he walked over calmly, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"
Heifelt grinned, "It's nothing, I just asked you to come over..."
"Oh?" The man with the scar frowned and smiled softly. He wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourds of these ruffians.
Heifelt looked him up and down, "Looking at you, you should have good strength, at least the strength of an intermediate professional, right?"
It's no wonder that Heifelt speaks so loudly. He is at the peak of the intermediate level, and he may break through at any time. Besides, his brother has a lot of high-level experts. Even if the opponent is a high-level professional, Heifelt will not let go. in the eye.
"It looks like you just came back from? Hey, by the way, where are you from?" Heifelt asked with a smile.
"I just came back from the Holy Roman Empire, and I'm a bit late for reporting..." the man with the scar replied honestly.
"Holy Roman Empire? That's right, I'm also from the Holy Roman Empire. It looks like you're still a senior. That's fine, you'll follow me from now on... Haha..." Heifert smiled magnanimously.
"Hahaha!" The group of freshmen looked at the scarred man like they were watching a monkey show, with a hint of mockery on their faces.
Since that day, High Fels was ambitious and formed the Black Tiger Gang, which included all the big and small forces in the academy. They were known for their strength. Except for the warning of Ron Indabus, they could not move, and Shay's giants moved. Not to mention, Haefels is not afraid of anyone, so he naturally has no fear of that lonely paladin.
The man with the scar smiled even brighter, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Haifelt glanced at the space bag at the waist of the scarred man, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes, "You just came from the Holy Roman Empire, you should have brought a lot of good things, how about this, you take the space bag If you have anything to do in the academy in the future, I will take care of it for you..." Saying this, Heifelt reached out and touched the space bag at the waist of the scarred man.
A trace of anger flashed in the scarred man's eyes.
"Ouch..." Heifelt hadn't stretched out his hand yet, only to see that the other party grabbed his hand like lightning, followed by a burst of force, and the bones in his hand seemed to be broken.
"You!" Heifelt was terrified, the power coming from the other's warm hand made him terrified, he gritted his teeth, and with a "boom" sound, a powerful flame burst out from his body.
"What a guts..."
"Stop it..."
"How dare you touch the boss?"
The group of freshmen couldn't hold their breath any longer, and they shot out one after another, and some even drew their weapons on the spot.
"You...you let go..." Heifelt felt that his hand was about to break, and he struggled desperately but couldn't escape the opponent's grasp. It can only be described as unfathomable, the man in front of him is really terrifying.
"You... what do you want to do! Let him go!" Heifert's girlfriend Yixialot also said angrily. Based on the opponent's strength, she wisely chose not to make a move.
The man with the scar didn't show a trace of fighting spirit, only his own strength suppressed Heifelt, who was bursting out of fighting spirit, and he didn't even blink his eyes when facing the weapons that Heifelt's gang of minions aggressively pulled out. After a while, he said to himself, "Oh, I didn't expect that I had been away for so long, and when I came back, no one recognized me. This has to be said to be ironic..."
"You... who are you?" Haifelt was startled and angry, and he finally understood that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person.
The scarred man smiled slightly, and instead of answering Heifert's question, he asked instead, "You should be Heifers' younger brother, right? Or...someone related to him?"
Heifelt was completely stunned, he stammered, "You... how do you know?"
"Guess!" The scarred man smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed him away.
"Dengdengdeng..." Haifelt stepped back suddenly, rubbing his sore wrist with lingering fear.
The man with the scar smiled, "Tell Haifels, I will come to him, let him wash his neck and wait..." Then, he ignored everyone and drifted away. He didn't dare to take a breath, let alone rush forward to challenge him.
As soon as Heifelt got away, the villain's face was exposed, and he shouted angrily, "Bastard, I won't let it go like this, paladin... there is a way to leave your name... "
The scarred man stood still abruptly, went back and looked at the frightened freshmen for a long time, and said with a slight smile, "My name is Merklin..." He said and walked away without looking back.
Heifelt opened his mouth wide enough to swallow a duck egg. Merklin, it was actually Merklin, the first holy knight of the academy, Heifelt had never met him in person, but his name had long been known. It was like thunder, he had heard this name from his elder brother many times, and from Haifiers' tone, he was quite afraid of this person.
"It's... it's actually Merklin... he's Merklin..." The calves of those freshmen were trembling. The character in the movie, remembering that he actually wanted to attack this person at the beginning, those freshmen felt scared for a while when they thought about it.
Heifelt managed to stop his beating heart with great difficulty, and said bitterly, "Quick, let's go back and tell Big Brother that the number one holy knight of Balovaks Academy, Merklin, is back..."
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Dabs had just returned to his dedicated office and brewed a cup of fragrant coffee. The coffee was produced in a place called Blue Mountain. Due to the scarcity of production, the price was much more expensive than ordinary coffee.
He took a sip with the cup in his hand, put it down, and then started the day's work. Dabs is the deputy dean. He doesn't have much work every day, but he deals with major issues.
"Dong dong dong—" At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Someone came so early?" Dabs muttered in his heart, and said, "Come in!"
The door opened, and a not-so-burly figure entered.
"Why are you here so early! Sit down? What's the matter..." Dabs put down the quill in his hand, and raised his head casually. He thought that some mentor had something to ask him.
Suddenly, his hands trembled, and his expression froze suddenly, because he saw a familiar figure. This figure was once the pride of the academy. Booth will naturally not feel strange.
"It's you?" Dabs stood up in surprise, "Merkeling, are you back?"