Dharma god he doesn't want to go to school

The next day.

With the reminder from Gerald and others, Ansair finally found that on the way to the largest banquet hall in the school, many students were watching them.

Not very friendly eyes.

As far as the eye can see, they are densely packed. They seem to be caught in a vast ocean of students in a small boat. If they are not careful, they will be overturned by the sea.

At this moment, the pampered little prince finally recalled the campus "strange stories" such as "don't leave after school" and "see you in the woods" that he had heard in his previous life.

"... Can our personal safety be guaranteed?" He asked vaguely.

Ernest immediately said, "With me here, Al doesn't have to worry!"

Qualified background board · Don't worry about anything · Hayden took the step of denying his relatives.

Vanessa, a veteran combatant in the Department of Physics, looked at Ansair strangely, as if asking, "Are you not strong enough to guarantee your own safety?".

Samuel's tone was gentle: "Student Xilin, what are you worried about? Kles' classmates are all very good."

Gerrard added casually: "That's pretty good. At most, I will ask you to fight openly, and I won't ask the crowd to beat you with sacks behind my back."

"That's good." Ansair heaved a sigh of relief.

He wasn't worried that he would really be beaten. He was worried that unexpected accidents would cause him to fail to control the intensity of his magic spells, causing unnecessary physical and psychological harm to his classmate Zhao Cheng.

A few people walked away talking and laughing, leaving behind the onlookers who either intentionally or happened to pass by.

"...The two airborne look like this."

"! What tone are you talking about? Be vigilant! You can't surrender to your class enemies! Can the good looks be eaten? Can the good looks give you a place in the special class? The hatred of grabbing the spot is mortal!"

"..."

"what happened?"

"You think they look good too."

"..."

"..."

"No, we are the glorious and proud Keles people. We yearn for freedom, equality, and justice. Our position is very firm..."

"It's their faces that we like, what does that have to do with their people?"

"Uh...what you said...seems to make sense?"

"So playing against each other in the afternoon, comparing results, and fighting for fairness from the school will not affect our liking for their looks!"

"Yes!"

At the entrance of the banquet hall, a heroic girl called to stop Ansair and his party.

"I'm Wesson Weller." Also from the legal system, Weller is very familiar with Samuel. She exchanged pleasantries with Samuel, greeted Hayden and the others, and turned to look at An Si Al, sent out an invitation, "Is student Xilin interested in working in our seminar?"

Samuel: "Wisson is currently the president of the Institute of Magic of the Higher Academy."

Weller smiled and said, "Don't, I am a person who is about to graduate, and soon I will not be the president, but the former president."

What does it mean to invite him to the base camp of elite legal students?Still working?

With various thoughts wandering in his mind, Ansair said with a polite smile on his face: "Thank you, sister, but I'm used to being wild, so I'm afraid I'm not used to the atmosphere of the seminar."

Today's maintenance of human setting · wild boy in remote areas is completed√

Weller looked at Ansair with his slender eyes, and after confirming that he agreed with what he said, he gently dismissed the matter of inviting him to work in the seminar, and instead said a lot of words, "We are all classmates, and we will exchange knowledge together in our spare time" .

Ansair was very vigilant, and his tone did not move at all. He politely but firmly rejected Weller's "communication request".

After chatting for a while, seeing that Ansair was as hard to swallow as a clam shell, Weller's expression did not change at all, and he was still so calm and calm.

Then he raised his hand and used a sound insulation technique.

Samuel and Gerald held their foreheads and sighed, thinking that this guy couldn't come to ask one day later, and everything would be fine one day later.

Ansair: "?"

Weller said slowly, "I'm here mainly to ask Xilin a word."

Ansair guessed the question that Weller wanted to ask, and he lifted his spirits: Wow, Keres' style is good, he didn't put a sack on his back, and came to the door to question him.

"I'm still the president of the Law Studies Association for one day, and I will be responsible for all law students."

Ansair thought it would be a long time, tsk.

She looked at Ansair, "Including you."

A look of surprise appeared on Ansair's face.

Weller: "Can you tell me how you got into the special class? If the rumors are wrong, I will be responsible for clarifying."

What if it is correct?what will happen to you

Ansair tried his best not to let his thoughts spread too much on the spot. He looked at Weller, and wanted to say that he came in through the back door based on his strength.

Strength in terms of combat power--the peak law god of a legal professional, strength in terms of background--the ruler of the largest kingdom on the mainland is his mother, and there is nothing wrong with saying that he can use his strength to go through the back door!

"I didn't know that the special class would be so...special." Ansair considered the wording for a while, and gave a vague explanation. "Until I came to the school, I thought I was simply accepted by Kles."

All in all, he doesn't know why he got into the special class, so don't ask him.

In fact, he really didn't know the significance of the special class in Kles before he came.

His classmates, like Weller, only found out about this today, and they were all surprised when they heard it.

Others are trying hard and hard to get into the special class and then get brushed out, here is someone who just got in out of nowhere?

Weller raised her eyebrows thoughtfully, and after a few seconds, she said, "Understood." After speaking, she unlocked the sound insulation technique and left neatly.

After Weiler walked away, the rest of the classmates still wanted to ask, and even Hayden stood by and pretended to listen carefully.

Fortunately, it was almost the same time, the opening ceremony was about to begin, and Ansair was quiet.

The opening ceremony is the same way. First, the leaders of the school give speeches, review the past and look forward to the future, encourage them, and then... and so on.

"Recently, many students have reported to me and asked me about the criteria for evaluating candidates for special classes."

Shelley was wearing very formal clothes today, with an awe-inspiring demeanor, standing on the front stage like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.

In the audience, the students were excited: Is it going to be announced?Are standards about to be published?As expected of the prestigious school Kles...

"As for the questions reflected in this episode, I want to tell you—"

"If I announce the criteria for selecting candidates, how will you all rely on the criteria to choose the right candidate?"

Students with ups and downs in mood: ... huh?

The author has something to say:

Hayden: ...

Samuel: ?

Vanessa: What?

Gerald: Huh?Is my carefully laid out plan useless?

Ernest: ==

Ansair has a big realization: A school that can organize school rules, but a mere one who refuses to announce the selection criteria, sit down and learn the basics.

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