The Servant of the Magic Marks of Transmigration

Pang De's face turned cold, and when he was about to shake off, the next second, Ander was screaming again and again.

"Ah----!!!!!! Pain, pain, pain, pain! Quick, let go!! It will break--- ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

Funk, who was originally staying a few steps away, moved behind Pound in an instant, and at this moment almost broke Andra's wrist holding Pound.

"Ahhh---you, you!!" Ender's face turned pale with pain, and he tried to open the open ke with his other hand, and roared angrily, "What are you doing!? I'm the representative of the academy!!! You, how dare you- -!? What do I want, it depends on how you hand it in, ahhhh----!!!"

At this moment, there was a slight "click", which interrupted Ender's words.This should be a high-end fire magician of the ninth level, but when he was restrained with one hand, he only wanted to scream and had no other counterattacks.In addition to his ears hurting from listening, Pound suddenly had some doubts about the ability of the academy representative this time.

Determined that Ender's wrist must be dislocated somewhere, Funk shook his hand and let go.

"Aww!!" Ender wailed again, then cupped his hands, sweated and glared at Funk and said viciously, "You! You barbarian! Remember it!! And you!! You guys Two!! Teacher Inster will definitely know about this!! Just wait for me!! It will be up to you how to deal with--"

But Ender's words were interrupted again.This time, Funk simply reached out to cover Ender's open mouth. The fast Ender had no chance to resist, and even hit Ender's nose. It should be quite painful, but he rolled his eyes and fell back straight On the soft chair where he had been lying.

Pound slightly raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

"Gaga's drug, the kind with amnesia," Funk wiped his pants with his palm in disgust, "I don't want to cure him. Neither do you."

Bond glanced at Funk, who finally spoke to him. "I can handle it myself, you don't need to do it."

Funk changed color slightly after hearing the words.Because this sentence makes funk listen to it at this time, it can derive many additional meanings.

"He shouldn't have touched you!" Funk emphasized arguably.

"That's none of your business, is it?"

Pound glanced lightly at the idiot who had left him aside these days.

Sure enough, Funk struggled violently, "I, I have something to tell you!" In the end, he grabbed Pound and rushed out of the room.

Pound was dragged staggeringly, but he felt a sense of relief in his heart.People who don't usually think much, once they start to dig into the horns, Pang De doesn't know how to break them back.From the looks of it, Funk must have come up with a conclusion?

However, the two of them left the room when they met Lance who raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.

Funk had to stop.

Lance was also surprised, and his eyes immediately noticed that Funk was holding Pound's hand tightly.

"What's wrong? I seem to hear a faint shout from next door."

Funk's face became ugly again, "He deserves it!" One sentence should be the whole explanation.

Pound in the back was pulled away, and when he passed by Lance, he said a few more words, "Your Excellency Ender broke his hand, please help find a treatment." The school doctor of Glorious Santo Anli should be able to fix it in a few minutes for a small dislocation. Internal treatment is good.

"Healing?" After a pause, Lance finally understood.

These days, Ender's gaze towards Pound was obviously malicious, Lance also noticed it early, and tried to follow Pound's side to defend.He was found by Mr. Inster early this morning, so he didn't go to the players' rooms for treatment with Pang De.If Funk does something now, is it because Ender...

"Is Your Excellency Pound okay?" Lance couldn't restrain himself from asking.

Pound didn't have time to answer, and Funk had already walked to the door of their room with a few strides; the same college was assigned to the dormitory in the same district, which was quite close.Funk opened the door, planning to let Pound in with a bad face.

This made Lance extremely dazzling, and he couldn't help taking a step forward, raising his voice, "Your Excellency Pound?"

Lance's posture is obviously that as long as Pound speaks, he will definitely stop him.

But Pound only paused, said "Excuse me," to Lance, and then obediently entered the room.

Funk turned to look at Lance before closing the door.

That glance made Lance feel mixed feelings again.

Because Funk's eyes are warning and hostile, as if looking at an enemy.

***

When Lance outside the door was still staring at the empty aisle in a daze, the other text on the door leaf was already full of enthusiasm.

As soon as Funk closed the door, he pressed Pound against the door panel, lowered his head and eagerly searched for Pound's lips.

The long-lost temperature and heat made Pound also actively cooperate. He even stretched his arms around Funk's neck and rubbed the back of Funk's head.And Funk's hands returned to Pound after a few days of absence.With an eager hug at first, after feeling Pound's full cooperation, he gradually returned to his previous strength.

After several minutes passed, the two separated slightly, and the heat from the blended breath lingered between their mouths and noses.Pound was hugged and leaned against Funk's shoulder, his body was slightly warm, and he said hoarsely, "Got it figured out?" Even though Pound didn't really understand what Funk was worrying about.

"...En." Funk responded, only tightening his arms a little, but did not continue.

Most of what he was about to say was forgotten.Because Pound's response just now made them sound like crap now.

Seeing that Funk started to be a gourd again, Pound had no choice but to say, "Then what do you want to tell me? Tell me clearly, don't think about it yourself."

After a few seconds of silence, Fang Ke decided to express it in another way. "...I can go back north and fight the Horde again."

Pound raised his head, "Horde?" What's the matter with the tribe.

"If you're a nobleman here, I'll go and kill the tribal leader," Funk said with determination, "then we're worthy."

Pound was stunned, unable to laugh or cry, "Is this kind of stupid thing you're thinking these days?"

Funk nodded seriously, "I'm stupid, not as smart as others. But I can do something, as long as you think, I'll do it....I won't make you feel regretful."

Funk spoke without thinking, but it was enough for Pound to find out the entanglement in Funk's heart from his answer.

This idiot would actually consider those external conditions that are worthy or not?Pound was a little surprised, Funk has always been completely indifferent to those.But Funk will think about things that he doesn't care about, but for himself...

While Pound felt it was funny, his heart was also slightly warm.

"I haven't regretted it," he said, tugging at Funk's ear, "I think what you did is what you've always done."

When Funk heard it, his eyes lit up, and his arms tightened even more. "I will do better."

Pound raised his eyebrows, "Like these days?"

Funk gave a begging expression, and hurried over to gag Pound's mouth, using his own.

Pound closed his eyes in response, feeling the renewed heat, and wondered vaguely whether the rest of today's itinerary could be handled by himself who had been tossed about.

***

Ender's "injury" was not investigated in detail that day, because Lance found a therapist to heal Ender before Ender regained consciousness.After waiting for Ender to wake up, he lost the short period of memory before he fainted, and he didn't even remember that he had been injured.And as long as Ender didn't continue to make trouble, Lance would naturally never mention it.

Unfortunately for Lance, after that morning, when Pound and Funk reappeared in sight, the two seemed to have no conflicts.Pound also specially came over to greet Lance, expressing his thanks for Lance's "cover".

But Lance doesn't want to see Pound very much at the moment, except that Pound's thanks are more for funk, and there is also the scene in the corridor.

At that time, Pound chose Funk's side without hesitation at his own call and Funk's urging. Even though he was "late" for a long time in this relationship, it was natural to have such a result, which still made him understand himself. The beloved Lance was extremely disappointed.

In addition to being lost, Lance was also struggling in his heart.

Should he fight for it?Should it be destroyed?After fighting and destroying?How should he explain the issue of heirs to his parents and grandfather...?

The latter is the main reason Lance really hasn't made a decision so far.So in the end, all Lance can do is force himself to focus on business.

***

To say that the school let Lance go with him this time, it was mainly because he was asked to assist Mr. Inster, the team leader.It is said to be an assistant, but Mr. Inster, whose rank is only one level below the "Master", naturally cannot lower his status to handle tedious administrative affairs.Therefore, Lance is the real window to communicate with the glorious Santo An on behalf of Rogner Academy, during the period before the end of the competition.

In order to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, Rongguang Santo An, since their arrival, in addition to leaving the necessary time for site inspection and preparation for the players, taking advantage of this kind of inter-school activities, they also arranged a lot of visits I am afraid of neglecting the distinguished guests if I exchange the itinerary with you.For example, the magic application performance of the first graders, the visit to the library attached to the Santo An Cathedral, or the afternoon tea party hosted by the headquarters of the Magician Guild.

These activities increased Lance's workload, but also gave Lance more opportunities to get in touch with the high-level leaders of various units.Thinking that the Potts family has been the biggest sponsor of Rogner College for a long time, the school will reciprocate such a good job and hand it over to Lance.

Just when Lance was busy thinking that he could forget the previous entanglements, a new situation happened.

The day before the competition, when even Glory Santo Doan College didn't dare to occupy the players' time, a group of off-campus visitors unexpectedly came to the area where Pound and the others lived.After layers of reports and identity confirmations, Lance received news from the stewards of Glorious Santo'an, and then notified Pound.

Half an hour later, Pound and Funk followed Lance and stepped into the reception room for foreign guests.

Only then did Pang De raise his eyebrows, and a small black figure of "Shoot" quickly rushed into Pound's arms.

Then there was a "bo" sound, the black shadow doubled in size, and a little leopard turned into a wronged fat baby.

"Fat! Woohoo---"

Pound caught it firmly with both hands, and said helplessly to another person in the hall, "Why are you all running here? Ge Ya."

Ge Ya rolled his eyes, "As soon as you leave, the hairball wants to sneak away. The people brought by Lancer didn't prevent the other people from sneaking out of the hole every night. It loves to run so much, so they just let it go Bring it and forget it.”

Upon hearing this, Pang De narrowed his eyes and stared at Mao Tuan, "Disobedient?"

Mao Tuan blinked his big innocent eyes; he should understand people's words, but now he pretended not to understand, and just hurriedly came up and rubbed his big head against Pound.

Goldo on the side also timidly leaned over, as if he was afraid of being scolded, he was hugged by Funk and rubbed his head vigorously, the smile on his face became much happier and relieved.

At this time, Lance silently stepped aside and retreated behind Pound.

Just thinking that I should be an extra person in this hall, when I was about to say something to say goodbye, when I raised my eyes, my expression changed.

Because at this moment, the fat boy in Pound's arms was holding Pound's neck tightly, and that just pushed Pound's slightly longer blond hair away from the back of his head.Under the blond hair, there appeared a totem that Lance was confident that he would never mistake.

That is the totem of the "Magicweave Servant"...

Pound is actually a "Magicweave Servant"! ?