Night Moth poked the wool felt in the dimly lit reception room: "I'm back."

Lan Tang struggled and said, "Mmm..."

"what happened?"

"Ah, it's not a big deal."

"I just wanted to ask a long time ago, why is there no electric light in the reception room? Isn't it obsolete to use candles for lighting?"

"Principal Leyansi of the Kyoto school is playing the guitar, Dad." Lan Tang sighed.

Ye Mozheng said: "..." He has just become the principal, this is not his fault.

After a bit of skin, the father and son began to talk about business.

Ye Mo Zhengdao looked at Lan Tang, who had become a teenager who was only a little smaller than before, and felt a little regretful that he couldn't see his son's appearance when he was a child. He said solemnly on the surface:

"The 'blessing' of the eclipse is lifted? There won't be any sequelae."

"Actually, it hasn't been completely lifted, but it's coming soon."

Lan Tang sat casually on the pile of cursed remains, his long black hair waving in waves, the tails of which spread out on the doll, like a pool of flowing seaweed.

He straightened his long legs, waved at the panda on the other side, shook the present in his hand, and the small wooden drum painted with red paint made a crisp 'dongdong' sound.

The third-level incantation tool 'Red Drum' has some effects of concentration and meditation. It is still precious because it can help young children feel the power of the spell better. It was given to him by a family as an apology.

In the heap of cursed remains, the panda slowly 'crossed mountains and ridges', approaching the elder brother who always wanted to protect.

"It's just a weak monster with special abilities."

"By the way, Dad, don't report to me when I recover. I'll see the reaction of the higher-ups."

Ye Mo Zhengdao thought of the high-level executives who have been making frequent moves recently, and nodded solemnly: "Ah, I see. It would be good to find out the high-level people who made small moves and guard against them."

If they are found out, it will not be as simple as just guarding against them.

Lan Tang responded vaguely, with a hint of sharpness in his golden-green eyes.

..........

The number of conjurers is really very rare.

Most conjurers have family inheritance, they will learn conjuration in the ethnology, and folk children with conjurer qualifications are easily attacked by curses, and it is difficult to be discovered even if they survive.

Under the circumstances of such difficulty in recruiting students, there are only two schools in Japan that specialize in cultivating conjurers.

Even so, there will still be times when not one student is recruited, at most there are only four or five students in the same class, and at least there are several consecutive classes where no student is recruited.Moreover, the number of students admitted each year is also uneven, and the strength gap is huge.

Sometimes one class is a once-in-a-century genius, and sometimes the first class is so weak that it is difficult to kill even a teeny head, and in the end they can only do auxiliary supervisory work.

The second grade that Noctua Zhengdao took over is the top-level luxury configuration. The magic spell, six eyes and no lower limit are all extremely powerful spells. The holder can basically be said to be able to step into the super class. and the remaining students who are not good at fighting also possess the treasure-like reversal spell, commonly known as nurses.

Due to the scarcity of teachers, he will also be in charge of the two students recruited next year. Those two students have also reached the second level of strength. class.

At the same time, there were so many high-quality conjurers in his class. Ye Mo Zhengdao only felt that his teaching career was complete and he would have no regrets in this life. He brought another child who had mastered the apex 'field' of the spell.

Speaking of that kid—

"Haru Yoshino... what about the child?"

Finally remembering that there were still freshmen to enroll, Ye Mozheng looked around at the empty doorway.

None of them.

Except for the trees and flowers outside the door, there are old bluestone slabs, and a gust of wind blows away the only leaf on the road.

The night moth poked the felt hand heavily. This scene was so visually appealing that he immediately thought of Gojo Satoru who skipped class on the first day of school and released the then principal for the whole afternoon.

The tough guy's face started to turn blue.

Lan Tang teased the panda with a snare drum, and when he saw it, he immediately stopped the night moth Zhengdao's getting worse and worse: "I met Qihai and Huiyuan on the way here, so let Yoshino and them go on a mission together to get acquainted with each other .”

"Qihai is very upset. There is another person added to the mission suddenly. Although I have already said that Yoshino is a special class who will not hold him back at all." In front of Noctua Masato, Lan Tang showed a childish mischievous smile " But it’s understandable, that’s just how he is.”

"Actually, it's right to be as rigorous as Qi Hai... Forget it, let's not make an example."

It's not like skipping class.

Noctua Zhengdao breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's not another bastard... But it's a bit overkill to be able to open a magician in the domain to deal with an ordinary second-level magic spirit."

"No," Lan Tang shook his head: "It's just to give them an opportunity to get to know each other, any level of mission is fine, and Yoshino was injured before he came here and just recovered, and by the way, let her take an easy mission to cultivate her body .”

Noctua nodded rightly: "That's good. After this task is completed, it will be an exchange competition. After a period of training, she will just catch up with the rating in the exchange competition."

"Exchange match?"

Due to his crushing strength, Lan Tang, who was directly promoted to a super class when he was a child, tilted his head in a daze.

Higher School of Magic

Tokyo and Kyoto sister school exchange meeting.

To put it bluntly, it is a platform for other conjurers to show their strength. Even warlocks who have no direct contact will know about the situation of the exchange meeting, and students who are active in the exchange meeting can get more recommendations.

In this regard, Lantang, who is ignorant of the suffering of the weak, made a cowardly voice: "That's just right, when I went there before, I saw that the students in the Kyoto school were very weak. gone."

Noctuid Zhengdao, who has brought two problem children for two years, knows that the common problems of geniuses are 'the weak walk everywhere' and 'there is no difference between the fourth grade and the first grade'.

Ye Mozhengdao, who still knows a few students in the school, disagrees: "Qihai can try harder, but Huiyuan is a bit reluctant."

"I can give them special training."

"I made an agreement with the principal Leyansi of the Kyoto school. I will graduate from the Kyoto school after this task is completed," Lan Tang smiled: "Isn't you welcome to be a teacher? Dad?"

..........

After Lantang argued hard, he decided that after graduation, he would come to the Tokyo school to take care of the three first-grade students. He originally wanted to take care of the third-grade students who had no teacher a while ago, but was rejected by Noctua, who didn't want his son to be too busy. .

It's been a long time since we saw each other. After finishing talking about the business, the father and son chatted casually.

The candlelight made a small 'crackling' sound, burning with warm orange light, and the 'dongdong' sound of the panda beating the small rattle resounded from time to time in the room.

The night moth poked at the wool felt and babbled, and Lan Tang sat in the pile of soft skeletons and listened patiently, holding a can of coffee handed to him by an ugly green bald skull, With the other hand, he gently combed the soft fur of the panda lying on his lap playing with toys.

However, as he listened, Lan Tang suddenly realized something was wrong: "Sister and brother Fuhei? I raised two children?"

This shouldn't be, long ago his life plan was to bring up Gojo and then travel around the world in style, although he found out that Gojo Gojo was always three years old and he gave up this idea...... But it didn't make sense for Wu to take responsibility for himself when he was about to reach adulthood.

Noctua Zhengdao stopped poking the wool felt, and his eyes under the sunglasses cast a hateful look at Lan Tang, just like looking at his own stupid son who raised a son for an unfilial grandson.

"Not really, although it was finally adopted under my name, but..."

The old father with a tough guy's face said in a sad tone: "Those two children were brought by that little bastard Wu, and then threw them to you."

The reason why the ashes of the unfilial grandson Wutiaowu were not raised was because he ran too fast, and secondly because Wutiaowu was really too busy to take care of the children.

Gojo Satoru gradually emerged in the upper echelons, running to scold them from time to time, absorbing most of the hatred to let Lantang rest, his father didn't know that Lantang was so busy.

The bastard who was always out of tune had grown up too.

It was him who was the father and the teacher was too weak, even if he tried his best, he still let the students and his son be tricked.

Whether it was the astral event or the "blessing" of the eclipse, he was transferred far away, and he couldn't help at all.

Ye Mo Zhengdao sighed heavily in his heart, the old father was a little self-blaming, Lan Tang didn't know about it, and was still struggling with the fact that he would adopt two more children.

It is true that if he hadn't cut it first and played it later, there is a high probability that he would not agree to the adoption, but why?The reason for adding trouble to Fu Heisher is really a bit far-fetched, why Wu must let him raise those two children?

Lan Tang pondered: "Are you afraid that I will leave?"

Keep in mind 'what can a child do wrong, what can a child be wicked?Children are little angels. With this three-step strategy, Lantang, who still treats Wujou as a child even if he loses some memory, is unexpectedly frank: "Is it because I am afraid that I will leave someday if you suddenly add bonds to me so eagerly?"

Night Moth said rightly, "Leave?"

The panda lying on his knees slowly climbed down, walked to Lan Tang, gently tugged on Lan Tang's sleeve, his black peas blinked: "Oni-chan, do you want to leave?"

Lan Tang touched his head gently, then hugged the panda——

Fly high!

Panda: Wow!

He answered the panda with a smile, and also answered his father. His smile was warm and bright, softening the aura of his severe facial features.

"Don't leave, panda is here, I won't leave until panda grows up."

"Of course, not when I grow up."

As a mature parent, Lantang can already firmly believe that 'my children are all good children', and without knowing it, he brainwashes Noctud Moth, who is familiar with the evils of the three problem children.

"Maybe Wu is afraid that I will leave when he becomes an adult."

"I once said that I would travel, but then I gave up."

Smiling and throwing the giggling panda up and down, Lan Tang said the most terrifying words with the most reliable credibility and the most serious expression: "After all, Wu has always been a very good boy."

"Be as good as a panda." Fly high again!

Panda cheered: "Yeah! Oni-chan! Please go higher!"

Ye Mozheng looked at the happy sons: "...Why do you say honorific words?"

The scariest thing in the world is not being pyramid schemed, but knowing that it is a pyramid scheme, he still thinks it makes sense.

Noctuid Doubts Life

The author has something to say: I hope the computer will not break down again, the stupid author almost died of exhaustion playing two-finger Zen with his mobile phone.

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