The Last Dark King

Along the way, the dean of the department did not speak, and the two arrived in silence at the Dean's Castle in the academic area of ​​the college.

Miller took him into the central hall of the castle, where Rhodes met the three branch deans Vera, Bag, and Byrne, as well as the chief dean Theodore.

The atmosphere was serious and it didn't seem like a good thing.

Was the purchase of a hunter's license discovered?

Rhodes was a little nervous. Even if he was deducted 50 points for ten groups, he would just be at the bottom again.

If his hunter's license was withheld, wouldn't all his subsequent plans be aborted?

"Your Excellency, Chief Dean, Rhodes has already brought him." Miller bowed slightly and said expressionlessly.

"Thank you for your hard work, little Miller, sit down."

Theodore raised his blue eyes and spoke in a relaxed tone, but the iron expressions on the faces of the three branch deans kept the atmosphere from relaxing.

"And Rhodes, don't be nervous, sit down too."

He took out a document from his arms, with a black letterhead and the words "House of Internal Affairs" on it.

"You went to the Iron Cross Block Defense Department this morning to participate in a higher-threat hunting mission, is that right?"

Rhodes nodded.

"The hunt was successful, wasn't it?"

Rhodes nodded.

"No team member died or suffered irreversible damage because of you, and you didn't make any principled mistakes, right?"

"Your Excellency, the Chief Dean." Vera, the Dean of the First Branch, interrupted: "You can't ask that, that's not the point."

Theodore looked at him with blue eyes behind his silver square glasses: "Vera, I think this is the point."

"No! This has nothing to do with the royal city's combat regulations, nor does it have anything to do with the laws we engraved on the Great Holy Grail."

Vera is a middle-aged man with a square face and hard lines. Every wrinkle is like a knife or axe, and his voice is like steel.

He turned his head and looked at Rhodes seriously.

"Are you a formal combatant? Do you have combat qualifications issued by Hedler Training Ground? Do you have combat orders from the Academy, the Military War Department, or the Supreme Council?"

Rhodes was moved in his heart and wanted to explain, but Vera interrupted him directly.

"The answer is yes or no!"

Rhodes was silent for a few seconds.

"no."

Vera turned her gaze towards the chief dean expressionlessly:

"Look, the matter is already very clear. Rhodes ignored the royal city's combat regulations, regarded dangerous missions as games, and put his teammates in danger. According to the punishment rules, he should be expelled from the academy and handed over to the Internal Affairs Judgment Office. Disposal."

Dean Byrne of the third branch hesitated: "Vera, is this too strict? There is no need to do this."

Vera said coldly: "The letter from the Internal Affairs Adjudication Office has been sent. We are acting in accordance with the law and there are no procedural problems. Otherwise, we will be the ones with the problem. Do you still want to implement your teaching system?"

Second Branch Dean Bage frowned: "But this is obviously unreasonable. Successful cases without serious consequences are generally not pursued."

Vera said coldly: "There is no ordinary thing. This matter cannot be inferred from the results. This time it was a fluke. What about next time? What about next time? If everyone does what he does, one day it will happen. A big disaster. This matter is within the jurisdiction of the Internal Affairs Tribunal. The pressure on the college is already great enough, and we cannot be criticized any more."

Everyone fell silent.

Rhodes felt a chill creeping up his spine and onto the back of his head. He knew as soon as he heard it that this must be the iron-masked Manolo Bana who was causing trouble and framed him with something that was reasonable in fact but unreasonable in terms of rules.

This is a typical power-seeking bureaucrat. They wield the big stick of rules and look for gaps in you like flies. You can only be beaten passively, but cannot fight back, because they cleverly hide behind the main body of the rules, like a fox under the power of a tiger.

The only way to deal with such people is with higher and greater power.

Rod knew this early on.

But why is this happening?

Doesn’t he have the support of the other three Grand Adjudicators?

Doubts echoed in his heart, and Rhodes was very nervous. It would be terrible if he was handed over like this.

At this time, Miller spoke:

"I remember, Rhodes is a special student."

Vera said coldly: "Special students are not supported by regulations in this regard."

"have."

Miller looked at him expressionlessly.

The indifference on both sides made the air feel a little colder.

The blue eyes of Chief Dean Theodore looked over, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Yes, Vera."

He said softly, his long silver-white beard trembling slightly, showing his happy mood.

"Khalil's Inhuman Voice and our cooperation, the covert branch of the special cadets, have operational authorization."

Vera's face was still as cold as ice, without any change: "But the final personnel has not been determined yet."

Theodore's blue eyes looked over his silver beard, with a hint of smile:

"I made sure of it, this morning."

Only then did Byrne and Bagg come back to their senses, looked at each other, and laughed together: "Yes, we are sure. They are both the most special and precocious students, and have the combat authorization of Kalil's secret force."

"good."

Vera said coldly.

"That's how I'll respond to the House of Internal Affairs."

He stood up and left the room.

As if the cold winter had left, the temperature in the room rose visibly.

The two branch deans exhaled at the same time: "Little guy, you have caused us a lot of trouble since you entered the academy."

"Be safe and stop making trouble. Part of your authority file is still in the Internal Affairs Tribunal. Your matter is also very difficult for the academy."

Miller pursed his lips and said seriously: "Rod, I don't know what problems you have or what grudges you have with anyone, but I think you can immerse yourself in studying in the academy for a year and all difficulties will be over."

Rhodes nodded honestly, but knew in his heart that if he really did what she said, the grass on his grave would be about three meters high in a year.

Kashan can just burn him the medal for being the first in the tenth group.

This imagination almost made Rhodes laugh, but luckily he held it back.

Fortunately, the critique didn't last long.

Chief Dean Theodore stood up, his tall body almost touching the roof, and his silver beard flooded the teacups on the table like a waterfall.

"Bugg, Byrne, you are very busy and don't have time to waste time here. Miller, you should go talk to the students in Group 10. They must be very worried. Rod, come to my office."

The two deans patted Rhodes on the shoulders and walked out of the room one after another.

Miller pursed his lips and looked at him for a moment: "You should really change your Tinder name, otherwise people will keep making fun of you."

"well-done."

she finally said, walking out of the room.

Rhodes was stunned, but he didn't expect that the serious dean of the department would actually support him.

After calming down, he pushed open the inner door and came to the office of the general dean of Jinworth College.

This is a very spacious and beautiful room, filled with all kinds of strange things. Huge bookshelves and translucent glass cabinets are the main furniture. Theodore is sitting behind a large mahogany table with A silver tripod, a complex spherical machine, a ball of solidified fire huddled in a birdcage, and a black sea urchin in a glass jar.

The tall chief dean was holding a stone basin and staring inside carefully.

The stone basin was filled with white mist.

"Rod."

He said in a light tone.

"Let's see what's in this stone basin."

Rhodes walked over carefully and noticed that the solidified fireball was approaching him. The sea urchin quietly opened his eyes and looked at him secretly.

Are these things alive?

With messy thoughts passing through his mind, Rhodes came to the stone basin and carefully opened the Eye of the Soul.

The chief dean had no special reaction and was still looking at the stone basin intently.

Rhodes felt relieved. He was very afraid that the legendary chief dean would see through his secret.

He lowered his gaze and looked into the stone basin.

The white mist gradually faded, and a tall, beautiful woman with blond hair appeared. She was about 27 or 27 years old. She was dressed very coolly, only underwear and shorts. Her dazzling white thighs and plump figure made people jealous.

She stood in front of a lake. The clear lake water was as blue as the sky. There was green grass under her feet, and in the distance was a huge white tree, only part of which could be seen.

The blonde woman was looking at them and smiling. She turned around gracefully, as if to show off her perfect figure. Her appearance was inexplicably familiar.

Rhodes raised his head with a complicated expression.

Isn't it?

Are you this kind of dean?

Hiding in the office every day looking at beautiful girls?

Theodore raised his blue eyes, and his intelligent eyes seemed to see through his heart: "So, you saw the image?"

That said, you didn't see it?

Rhodes was moved in his heart and nodded.

Theodore smiled and said, "You are indeed a completely psychic person."

Rhodes was slightly stunned: "Don't you know?"

Theodore shook his head and set the stone basin aside.

"We know much less than you think. The Internal Affairs Bureau has classified your file as top secret and blocked a lot of information about you from the academy. In theory, we shouldn't even know your Tinder name. ”

Rhodes found it difficult to accept that Jinworth College did not have as much authority as the Internal Affairs Tribunal.

Theodore seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Each has different responsibilities. The Internal Affairs Adjudication Office is responsible for all internal affairs. On this, it has the unshakable and greatest say."

He took two silver cups from under the table.

"any drinks?"

Rhodes was stunned. He had never been a guest in other people's homes and didn't understand the customs here, so he gave a witty answer:

"Same as you."

Theodore smiled and shook his head: "Herbal tea may not be suitable for you. Can you drink black tea?"

Rhodes nodded.

Theodore took out two silver pots and poured tea ingredients into the two silver cups respectively. With a flick of his slender fingers, a ball of clean water floated out of the bathroom.

The solidified fireball jumped out of the birdcage and took a bath in the water.

The water boiled and poured like a waterfall into the two cups.

"Drink."

Theodore put the silver cup in front of Rhodes, picked up his cup of green tea, and took a sip.

"Well, the temperature is just right."

Are you a tough guy?

Rhodes didn't dare to speak rashly. He held the cup and carefully looked at the fireball. It danced a strange tap dance in the birdcage and asked softly: "Your Excellency, Chief Dean, you asked me to come over. What's the matter?" ?"

Theodore put down the cup and said gently: "Rod, you may have an adventurous heart, but you have to know that only towering trees will not be knocked down by the storm."

Rhodes' heart sank.

If the chief dean insists on locking him up in the academy, it will be impossible for him to get out, and his subsequent actions will be greatly affected.

no.

Rhodes' thoughts changed rapidly.

I couldn't agree like this and had to find a way to convince him.

"So, you should come to me sooner."

Well?

Rhodes opened his mouth, but the words died in his throat before he could even leave his mouth.

Theodore took out a silver whistle from his pocket and put it in his hand.

"This is an amulet I made. It uses a little bit of my soul fragment to summon my phantom. It can deal with monsters below adult level and super level, and can also escape from the hands of vicious high-level monsters."

His blue eyes looked at him, a little reproachful in his eyes.

"If you are in danger, just use it. You can bring it back to me before the spiritual energy contained in it is exhausted."

Rhodes took the whistle, and suddenly a warm current surged out of his heart.

He didn't know how to express his gratitude, so he had to drink black tea to cover up his embarrassment.

Damn it!

The water is boiling!

"oh."

Theodore flicked his fingers, and Rhodes felt that the burned area was much cooler. The heat in the black tea rose rapidly, like a small tornado.

"I always forget that your psychic powers are very weak. Rhodes, you need to practice more. You will know in the future that psychic powers represent much more than you think."

"Well, what else am I going to say?"

He supported his forehead with one hand, and the light of spiritual energy flashed rapidly on his temples, as if he was trying to remember something.

"Sorry, my memory is a little confused. I just wanted to say that a secret force of special students has been established. You will follow them to carry out some formal combat missions outside the royal city. You must study harder, especially about formal combat. part."

Rhodes asked: "What is the secret army? Who is Khalil?"

The psychic flash on the chief dean's temple became more rapid, and his tone became a little harsh.

"Kalil's secret force is a special combat group. It has three other sequences of combatants, namely the white spirit bearers, the black spirit bearers, and the unawakened ones. They are very precocious and have extremely strong combat effectiveness, but they are very dangerous. ...Oh, no, I shouldn’t tell you this.”

Theodore's tone softened.

"Don't worry, the secret force of special students is relatively normal. We will not allow lunatics to experiment on students...Actually, I don't agree with the plan itself. Khalil's thinking is too dangerous and is not suitable at all. Students are in contact, but the pressure in the academy is too great. The elders accuse us of investing too much in ordinary students and ask us to invest more energy in training the strong and abandon useless waste. For example, the Golden Worth Star should be cancelled... Oh, I’m sorry, I’m in a bit of a bad mood today.”

He stood up and changed the subject to a lighter topic.

"By the way, what did you see in the stone basin just now?"

Rhodes was stunned for several seconds before he came back to his senses and described the scene he saw, silently hoping that it wouldn't be the chief dean's old lover or something.

After listening, Theodore's expression became quite nostalgic.

"So that's what it was. That's what Kashan meant back then."

Isn't it?

Rhodes had a rather bad feeling.

Theodore's blue eyes flickered:

"Rod, don't get me wrong, she is Kashan's grandma, also named Kashan."

"Like her great-granddaughter, she was even better than you before the age of sixteen, so what I want to say is, don't miss it."

Theodore smiled narrowly and tucked his silver beard into his belt.

"It's getting late, go and eat quickly. There are raspberry jam and strange cakes in the college dining hall today. I'm going to starve to death. You must be hungry too, right?"

He waved his hand, and his whole body turned into a ball of silver light and flew out of the window.

Rhodes was stunned for a while before he realized that he should leave the office.

After taking one last look at the strange objects on the table, he left the room.

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Uptown.

Internal Affairs Tribunal.

On the steeple.

An attendant respectfully handed over the reply from Kingworth College.

After reading it, Manolo Bana showed a cold smile.