[Comprehensive] The man on the throne

She lifted the quilt and jumped down, and together with Rodney helped Stanford up.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Stanford coughed, clutching his chest

Belinda helped him onto her bed, glaring at Jeremy angrily.

"Why did you hurt my master!"

Jeremy ignored her questioning, but looked at Stanford with a sarcastic arc on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect that thing to be true..."

Stanford's face turned pale. Hearing his words, he had some bad guesses in his heart. Could it be that he knew something?

Belinda took the water Kevin poured and brought it to Jeremy's mouth: "Master, come and take it easy." Seeing Jeremy take a sip of the water, but his expression was still ugly, she felt a little With worried eyebrows, he looked up at Jeremy, "What's the matter? What did you mean by that sentence just now? Why did you hit my master so hard?"

Jeremy laughed at her series of questions like cannonballs, but the smile was indescribably yin and yang.

Seeing Belinda's puzzled eyes, he recalled the matter of his nephew's spirit grass being exchanged in his heart, and his expression was heavy: "You have a lot of questions." He glanced at Belinda with indescribable irony "By the way, it's still because of you."

Belinda frowned: "Don't play charades, just speak up if you have something to say."

Her voice was loud and clear, and she also acted frankly.

Jeremy narrowed his eyes: "You don't need to show me this upright look." He raised his hand and gathered a flaming fireball, and threw it towards Belinda.The speed of the fireball was extremely fast, no matter how agile and nimble Belinda was, she could barely dodge it.

Eyebrows and half of the hair were burned off by the flames.

"You...!" Belinda looked at the ashes under her feet, and touched her hair again, her lungs were going to explode.

Jeremy laughed loudly: "Your image looks much more pleasing to the eye than before."

Kevin moved the sword on his waist and looked at Jeremy with anger.

Rodney showed a frosty face: "Teacher, I think you are doing too much, right? Belinda is your student, not to mention she is still a junior!"

Use this to pressure him?Jeremy sneered, glanced at Beatrice, who was kneeling on the ground dripping with cold sweat, and said in a disdainful tone, "Your Highness is really kind and kind." He deliberately added emphasis on the following four words.

Rodney followed his gaze towards Beatrice, his face darkened, knowing what he meant.But it's hard to refute. Although he was a little bit interesting just now, he did not stop Stanford from coercing Beatrice.

Seeing that he was silent, Jeremy's eyes were full of sarcasm.

Stanford looked at his apprentice, furious. He yelled and stared at Jeremy with copper eyes: "What are you doing! My Stanford's apprentice can also be moved by you?"

Wang Jiu sighed, feeling that the IQ of these people made him unable to bear to look directly at them.Let's not talk about Kevin and Rodney, just talking about Stanford is really speechless. Now his strength has retreated by more than a few levels, but he still refuses to forgive others. See Jeremy knows that he After his strength has receded greatly, this time the new hatred will add to the old hatred, and it will definitely not be kind.

However, Wang Jiu was not going to get involved, so he stepped back a few steps without moving his face, so as not to get into the affected area.

A trace of cruelty flashed in Jeremy's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up coldly: "Things? You have a good mouth. Don't think that you secretly exchanged the prizes of the trial, and no one knew about the fact that you gave the spirit grass to your apprentice." .Okay, I'll settle the score with you old guy today."

Stanford snorted softly, his contempt evident.

Belinda remained silent. She was very puzzled by the matter of her master vomiting blood just now caused by Jeremy and the two of them. Logically speaking, few people on the continent with the class of master and mage could hurt him. so?

She looked at Stanford worriedly: "Master, are you now...?"

Stanford patted her hand and comforted her: "It's okay, I just look more serious, good apprentice, don't worry, you know the master's strength, everything will be fine."

As he said that, he stepped down from the bed and straightened his back: "I just did this, but what can you do to me?" He sneered, "If you have this spare time to argue with me, you have long been a great magister gone."

Jeremy is also considered a talented person in the entire continent. He broke through the level of a great magician many years ago and rose to a magister in one fell swoop, which made him the brightest star in the academy at that time.It's just that he has stayed in this realm since then, and has not been able to reach the realm above the magister.This has always been his sore spot.

Now this Stanford is poking his sore spot fiercely, making his not-so-good mood even worse.

He looked at Stanford gloomyly, as if it had been raining for several months on his face.Originally, there was still a trace of scruples, worrying that even if Stanford's strength retreated, he would still not be able to defeat him.Now that the temptation has been tested, and Stanford has said such things, how can he bear it any longer.

Years of petty enmity, gathered together has become an inextricable rope.

The corner of Jeremy's mouth twitched, he really wanted to see how Stanford fell at his feet.

He jumped lightly on his toes, jumped into the air and released a fireball technique.

Not to be outdone, Stanford stepped forward to wrestle with him.

The fight between the two of them was thrilling, and even the house was almost demolished.

Wang Jiu withdrew early and watched the fight between them from a distance.

"Second Highness."

The students who heard the news passed by where he was standing and greeted him.

Wang Jiu nodded slightly.

The students glanced at him curiously: "Why don't you take a look, Second Highness?"

Wang Jiu said with a smile: "I see the same thing here. Judging by their posture, it seems a bit uneconomical if they get close to being affected."

The students glanced at the debris that flew out, and nodded sympathetically: "I think so, then let's go with the Second Highness, it just so happens that this location is good."

Wang Jiu smiled and nodded.

The two fought on equal footing before, but gradually, Stanford's strength was not as good as before, and the mental power damage caused by the competition with Wang Jiu and the others just now made it a little overwhelming.

Belinda and the others saw that Stanford was starting to lose the wind, and couldn't help becoming anxious.

When Stanford was knocked down to the ground by a spell from Jeremy, everyone exclaimed in unison.

"Oh my god! I'm not mistaken." Someone yelled the voice of most people present. They looked at Stanford in disbelief, thinking that this is a mage with wide eyes!Mage!Few exist on the mainland!

Belinda hurriedly ran to Stanford's side: "Master!" She looked at Stanford who had fallen into a coma, and temporarily suppressed the doubts in her heart.

"Jeremy, what's going on!" The dean hurried over after receiving the news that the two had fought in public, and was shocked when he saw Stanford lying on the ground.

He immediately waved his hand and signaled the people around him to come and help. "Send Stanford to the treatment room first."

The people next to him looked at him in embarrassment: "Dean" He pointed to the ruined house in front of him, "Look at this..."

The dean wiped off the sweat from his forehead: "Quickly, then find a place to place Stanford at random, and let someone see how he is doing right away!"

Jeremy watched this scene with cold eyes and remained silent.

The dean looked at him and Stanford who was lying down and felt a dull pain in his teeth. The bastard trial tower has not passed yet, and a new thing has come again.

He rubbed his thumping forehead, gritted his teeth and asked, "Jeremy, tell me what's wrong?"

Jeremy glanced around the crowd, and told the story in a slow manner. Of course, he focused on describing how Stanford "bullied" the saint when he entered the treatment room and that he switched the trial prizes. In the middle of the matter, he did not forget to praise Wang Jiu, a brave young man who is righteous.

The dean felt that the whole person was not well.

How did he find out that the eloquence of the fire magic instructor in his academy is so good!Spicy what despised the college's laws and regulations, offended the saint, and bullied the weak hats one by one on Stanford's head.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the students around him who were filled with righteous indignation, and fell silent for a while.

"Second Highness, were you there just now?"

Wang Jiu nodded lightly: "Yes, Dean."

The dean and the group of high school seniors still have a very good image of him, at least a little more than Rodney.So he asked Wang Jiu alone, and when he asked, his tone was very gentle.

Wang Jiuyin went to the previous conversation between himself and Beatrice, and he didn't add any details, but just told the following paragraph exactly.

The dean hummed, quite satisfied with his tone.He glanced at the extremely weak Beatrice who was supported by someone, and he was very concerned about the Holy Cult of Light behind her, and comforted him gently, "Don't worry, if it's really Stanford's fault, we will definitely punish him."

Beatrice is not hypocritical, she also remembers Stanford's words in her heart, and she will not let this matter go down lightly when she goes back to the Guangming Sacred Church.She curled her lips and said softly: "Then trouble the dean."

Belinda stared: "...Enough! What the hell are you talking about!"

The dean didn't have any scruples towards her, and he was also tired of this girl who was always in trouble as soon as she entered school.He looked at her eyes without any warmth, and his tone was extremely cold: "Miss Belinda, I hope you can pay attention to your behavior in the academy. If there is any inappropriate behavior, then you will go back home."

Belinda gave him a deep look, turned and left.

Seeing that she left the dean, he turned his attention to Kevin and Rodney.Then he skipped his gaze over Kevin, the paladin, and stopped on Rodney.

"Your Highness, I think you should pay attention to your identity."

In the end, he gave Rodney a meaningful look, put down his words and left.

Rodney stopped in his tracks, frowning at the look in his eyes, suppressing the desire to keep up with Belinda.

Beatrice looked at Kevin coldly: "My paladin, where are you going?"

Kevin turned his head, covered the disgust in his eyes and raised his eyes: "What? Is there anything else?"

Beatrice pulled up her skirt: "Let's go, I should go back to the Holy Cult of Light."

Kevin: "..." He glanced at Belinda's back, and reluctantly followed.

The students watched the drama come to an end, and started discussing it one after another.

"It's too much, the saint is too pitiful."

Someone nodded his head like a bird: "I think Stanford is too much, what, he even exchanged the prizes without permission."

"Agreed, what qualifications does he have!"

"It's, it's..."

Wang Jiu turned around and walked forward slowly.

The time seems to be almost here...