The Fairy in Fast Time

The pale golden sunlight migrated from the blue sky to the Imperial Guidance Academy, as if plating it with gold.

At this moment, on the rostrum with a very metallic texture, the principal of the Imperial Guidance Academy, Niusika, and several other upper-level leaders are eagerly looking at the male guide who is walking towards them.

"Welcome, welcome! Your Excellency Cecil." Niusica went straight to greet him and gave a military salute.

Seeing this, Cecil's dark pupils were filled with emptiness, and the black military cap on his head cast a shadow on his forehead.

He stood still in front of Newsea, and gave a military salute as standard as a textbook.

Then, several subordinates following Cecil also saluted one by one.

"Suddenly received the news from above and learned that Your Excellency is here, I am really disappointed!" Niusika's face, which was nearly fifty years old, was full of appropriate apology. He made a "please" gesture and asked with a smile: "I don't know if your Excellency is here..."

"The purpose of Major General Cecil's visit today is to select a guide to train as his adjutant."

A female guide following Cecil explained with a smile, but seeing her in a military uniform, with dark brown curly hair hanging down her chest, she looked very heroic.

"I see." Niusika didn't feel offended by Cecil's subordinate's answer, he just nodded with a smile, "It's just... I don't know how you want to choose?" He said, looking at the audience thousands of guides.

Hearing this, Cecil gently pushed the brim of his hat with his white-gloved hands. His eyes were dark, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Take them all to the arena."

Newsika's eyes widened in surprise, "But that's the Sentinel Academy, and guides are absolutely not allowed to go there."

"Your Majesty has agreed." After finishing speaking, Cecil turned around and walked in the direction of the Sentinel Academy first. His resolute demeanor stunned Newsea and the others for a moment.

And after the tall and straight figure gradually moved away from sight, the female guide who had answered Niusika used the optical brain on her wrist to call out a command, and smiled for Niusica to check.

Newsea couldn't help frowning, and after pondering for a while, he sighed, "Let's send a notice to the students."

***

The Sentinel Academy and the Guide Academy are actually separated by a wall, but this wall is covered with a high-voltage power grid to prevent disobedient sentries or guides from climbing over the wall to enter.

The arena is a venue that belongs exclusively to the Sentinel Academy. This venue is where the Sentinel conducts assessments at the end of each semester, often accompanied by blood and killings.

One of the contents of the Imperial Sentinel Academy's graduation exam is to kill a death row prisoner in the arena to graduate.

Because the imperial army does not accept sentries who have not seen blood, and those students who fail to complete the assessment will be ordered to continue studying until they pass the assessment.

But despite passing, he can only serve as a reserve soldier in the imperial army.

"Have you heard, the little wizards from the wizarding academy next door are coming to our arena!"

"I've heard, I've heard, and His Excellency Cecil!"

"Hahahahaha, I don't know what these little guides are doing in the arena, so don't be scared and cry."

"I'm quite looking forward to it, in case those guides have a fusion rate of 60.00% with me..."

"That's right, those sentinels who haven't had their own guides to sort out their spirits for most of their lives will all end up miserable."

"It's a pity, you are not allowed to watch..."

"Hey……"

***

The arena is open-air, with thousands of seats floating in mid-air descending in circular layers, while the central field is very large, and the floor is made of special ore, which is not easy to damage.

Wen Han silently looked around, feeling that since the end of the last world, he had been a little confused and depressed, but the system said that he had an endocrine disorder caused by excessive thinking.

For this, Wen Han just wanted to say I'm going to fuck your mother.

[System: I just downloaded some information about Xiaoxiang from the main brain, and then I saw several small yellow articles about Xiaoxiang. 】

Wen Han: ...

[System: It seems that this world is quite suitable for driving? 】

Wen Han: What kind of car do you drive, a tractor or a buggy? I, a young man as pure as a piece of white paper, can't understand what you're talking about.

[System: You can pull it down, it’s not a black one:)]

So Wen Han took off the nest of fat chirp on his head, stroked the fat chirp's feathers, and hooked the small red beak with his fingers, a sneer slowly appeared on the corners of his lips.

Warm and cold: the spiritual body reflects the personality of the owner, look, cute.

【system:……】

"Boom."

The huge door of the arena closed slowly after all the guides walked into the center of the arena, and there was some noise in the arena for a while.

"I don't know how Your Excellency Cecil will choose, if...if you choose me..." A female guide clenched her fists excitedly as she spoke, and her spiritual body - a white The little raccoon - on the other hand, wagged its tail happily.

"Hey, it's just a C-level guide. Your Excellency Cecil should choose from a guide above B-level." A delicate-looking female guide spoke with sarcasm and looked contemptuous.

"you!"

……

Wen Han silently stepped back a few steps and retreated into the corner, away from the upcoming drama circle.

Immediately, a huge floating platform slowly drove out of the center of the venue. On the floating platform stood Cecil's subordinates and mentors from the Guidance Academy, and among them stood Major General Cecil in black military uniform. , immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

All the guides present immediately became quiet.

But when he met the handsome man with a cold expression, his black pupils were as deep as a fatal vortex, he opened his thin lips lightly: "I hope you can persevere to the end of what I'm going to do next."

As soon as the voice fell, all the guides present suddenly opened their eyes wide.

The overwhelming mental oppression hit suddenly, thousands of golden mental filaments flew out from above Cecil's head, pierced through the mental barriers of each guide with a sharp chill, and pierced into their brains accurately to go.

Almost in an instant, the guide standing on the central field fell down a large piece.

All kinds of spiritual bodies are constantly struggling, which can be described as extremely chaotic.

The headmaster Niusika stared at all this in astonishment, as if speechless.

Splitting the mental tentacles into mental filaments and invading the brains of thousands of guides at the same time, what a huge mental power it is...

It's just, it's just a monster.

If this continues, his students...

Newsika moved her lips and was about to say something, but was stopped by Cecil's subordinate with a smile.

As for Wen Han who was standing in the corner, he slowly leaned against the cold wall. He only felt some icy filaments domineeringly invade his brain, and then, after a pause, he felt happy in his brain. Shuttle in the spiritual realm?

Um?Uh-huh?

Pleasure?

And the fat and fat, who was covered in white in his arms, fluttered his little wings lazily a few times, and then fluttered to the top of Wen Han's head, squinting his head and half-squinting his small round eyes, and continued to hug him still.

Wen Han's eyes gradually became blurred, he could feel that spiritual thread running continuously in his spiritual realm, he could even feel the faint excitement coming from the spiritual thread, and wherever the spiritual thread went, he felt very comfortable.

It's a very unique feeling.

Cecil, who was standing on a high place, seemed to sense something, and squinted his eyes to let a certain spiritual thread lead him to look towards the corner.

At this moment, there are only five or six guides who can stand in the center of the field.

But they didn't look well either, their faces were as pale as snow, and their mental bodies couldn't stop shaking.

When Cecil closed his eyes slightly and thickened his mental filaments, the guides couldn't hold on anymore, and passed out one by one.

Withdrawing the rest of his mental thread, Cecil's eyes glowed with a pale golden light, and he manipulated the floating platform to move towards the corner.

Then, he saw the man leaning against the wall.

Stepping down from the suspended platform, there was a crisp sound of black military boots stepping on the smooth ground, and Cecil walked in front of the man with calm eyes.

A small white snake lifted its head from Cecil's neck, its golden-green eyes were inlaid on its face like jewels, and the pink snake spat lightly, looking a little happy.

Wen Han was in a trance, but the next second he felt his jaw tighten and was forced to raise his head.

The line of sight moved along the white gloves of the visitor to the person's face, and met the pair of pupils glowing with pale gold.

"your name?"

Cecil lowered his eyelashes and asked in a low voice, his ending was raised, with a hint of temptation for no reason.

Wen Han only felt that his brain was turned into a mess by that mental thread, as if it was being controlled, he said in a hoarse voice: "...Wen Han."

As soon as the words were finished, the little white snake wrapped around Cecil's neck moved along his arm to Wen Han's shoulder, and the pink snake letter lightly touched his cheek, then straightened up with all his strength, and the fat Jiu's small round black eyes met squarely.

"Chirp..."

Fat Jiu seemed to be taken aback, and then the little white snake rubbed up affectionately, using the snake letter to gently touch Fatty Jiu's small sharp mouth, with a hint of probing.

And Fat Jiu widened his round eyes, subconsciously opened his mouth, and lightly bit the snake letter of the little white snake.

At the same time, Cecil's eyes sank.

"Let this kid pack up." Cecil withdrew the last thread of his mind from the cold and warm spiritual realm, let go of his hand and said to Principal Newcica behind him, and then closed his eyes again. The eyes wove a light golden spiritual net, caged all the unconscious guides present, the power was not as sharp as before, but extremely soft.

So the guides woke up one by one, and some of them yawned lazily, their faces glowing rosy.

"What happened……"

"I don't know, why did I fall asleep, isn't Your Excellency Cecil still choosing an adjutant?"

"Ah, there they are!"

……

"I will come to pick you up tomorrow morning." Cecil called the little white snake back to himself, and said in a low voice to Wen Han who was looking at him.

Wen Han finally woke up a bit, and then heard the words of the person in front of him, and after agreeing in a daze, he watched Cecil leave with his subordinates.

[System: ==. 】

Wen Han: ...Just now, what happened.

[System: Forced to be raised by your future husband? 】

Wen Han: ...Love comes too fast like a tornado.

【system::)】

Wen Han: But having said that, why do you have to fight in the arena here at Sentinel Academy?

[System: Because the arena is made of special ore, it has a natural shielding magnetic field, which can ensure that no matter how much mental power is rolled inside, it will not overflow to other places, and will not affect the people who don't know the truth. 】

[System: Then...you are probably going to get angry. 】

"Student Wen Han, right?"

As soon as the handsome man looked up, he saw Niusika's kind and kind face.

Then what, suddenly a little square.