The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

——"Report on Abnormal Behavior of Eamon Biandi"

"I wanted to remind him."

Celesia sighed.

"But looking at his stupid appearance, it's better to let him suffer a little bit."

"Huh? But if he encounters danger..."

"He died as soon as he died, what does it matter to me?"

Celesia tore up the report casually and threw it into the trash can.

Leaving without looking back.

But it's none of your business, why are you angry?

Looking at Celesia's back, Wei'er stuck out her tongue, but swallowed back the second half of the sentence that had reached her mouth.

I always feel that what I said... the chairman suddenly became scary.

……

[WEB] 40. Apologize

"Oh? So you didn't go to class?"

Mu En returned to the martial arts arena, but found that the martial arts arena was dim, and all light seemed to be blocked.

Only in the center of the martial arts arena, the scene of two warriors duel was playing with magic equipment.

It's like watching a movie.

I also want to know that it was Teacher Cade who asked them to watch first, and he took Kelun's ice sculpture and went to seek revenge on the pink bear.

Being able to make Teacher Cade, who has always attached great importance to class, and would be scolded even if the students are not energetic, let the students study by themselves, and leave the class first by himself, I think he is very angry this time.

However, this is fine.

Mu En walked to the very center of the martial arts arena, stepped on the magic equipment, and turned off the video.

In an instant, the martial arts arena was bright.

All the students have not yet adapted to the difference brought about by the sudden change of the picture, and they focus their eyes on the very center of the martial arts arena in a daze.

In other words, on Mu En.

"Moon Campbell?"

After a brief silence, someone came back to their senses.

Ugly expression:

"Why did you come back?"

"Huh? Can't I come back?"

Mu En looked over suspiciously:

"I seem to have the right to take this class."

"Let's go to class, why turn off the video?"

Someone shouted angrily.

"It interrupted our study!"

"Heh, I've never seen you guys so studious before."

Mu En joked, then walked forward, step by step, with clear steps.

Every time he took a step forward, the faces of some students became uglier.

Mu En took a good look at them and confirmed them one by one with the memories in her mind.

Finally, come to a position very close to the auditorium.

He copied a chair from the audience, put it behind him, and sat on it.

Then to everyone.

"I, I used to be a scumbag."

After Mu En's words fell, everyone was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, he came up to scold himself.

What kind of routine, direct self-explosion to highlight one's own ferocity?

Mu En ignored others and continued:

"But, now, I don't want to be a scumbag."

"But there are always some people who still think I'm a scumbag."

"I don't blame them, because people always have stereotypes, and it is a very long process to change their image in the eyes of others."

"So I'm also working hard. Although... well, the effect is very small, but I am indeed working hard."

"According to my original thought, I'm not going to come back. After all, it's nothing to me just to be said a few words. Just bear with it, and it's over. Anyway, I'm used to it, and it's like that. On the contrary, it helps me to leave a big-hearted impression in the eyes of others.”

"However, it's still very annoying."

"As a domineering president said, this dingy look is disgusting, so I came back."

"Since you're back, it's definitely not the case."

"Before, those people talked about me, and I couldn't do anything about them, because in a sense, they were talking about the old me, and they were telling the truth, but—"

Mu En suddenly grinned with a happy expression:

"Isn't it a coincidence? No, I can't do anything with those people, but I can do it with you.

after all--

You have to apologize for doing something wrong, isn't that what you said? "

"what do you mean?"

Someone heard the words and shouted loudly:

"Are you trying to deal with so many of us?"

"That's not right. What do you mean by so many people? I counted them, and there are only 35 people in total."

Mu En looked cold, raised her hand, and pointed at those people:

"I know that most of you are just following the crowd, following the trend, or looking for excitement,

but--

Just like when you thought I was the oppressor and asked me to apologize, now you have become the oppressor, and I have become the oppressed... Shouldn't you come and apologize one by one? "

Mu En's voice fell.

There was silence.

It seemed that everyone was shocked by the arrogance of the blond man at the moment.

Apologize?

all?

Don't the public know that the law does not hold them accountable?

Even if the teacher encounters this situation, it is impossible to punish everyone!

"Moon Campbell, you are too arrogant!"

As if unable to bear this humiliation, one of the most active people before suddenly stood up and patted the table and said:

"Even if we are only 35 people, that is 35 noble families, even if you are the son of a duke, you can't—"

"Tek Lord, right?"

Mu En interrupted the man suddenly.

The man named Tyke Rhodes didn't seem to expect Mu En to call out his name suddenly, so his face turned ugly unconsciously.

"You remember that you are the son of an earl with a distinguished status. The Earl Rhodes family is not a small family, and they are quite powerful in the entire Belerand."

"Now that you know..."

"However, you seem to have three older brothers."

Moon said:

"According to the calculation, you are only the fourth heir."

When Tek heard the words, his face immediately turned pale: "So what?"

Mu En didn't answer, but just smiled.

then,

"Ibuprofen Ted, sixth son of Lord Ted."

"Gucci Sloane, the fifth son of Earl Sloane."

"and also……"

Mu En named one name after another, and when she was about to call out all the 35 people, she suddenly clapped her hands and said:

"Okay, now the person whose name I called told me...

Can you really fully represent your own family? "

"..."

A silence.

No one answered.

But everyone knows that answer.

Of course not.

Most of the nobles, in order to ensure that there are successors, whoever is not a lifetime or a dozen heirs.

Only the Campbell family is so special, a single family.

Therefore, most of the people here are even ranked outside the fifth place in the order of succession.

On behalf of the family?

how is this possible.

If they died, I am afraid that the family behind them would not feel distressed.

"understand?"

Looking at the 35 people in front of him, Mu En stood up with a stern expression, rarely showing his arrogance...and coldness as the son of a duke.

"This is the difference between the Duke's son and the Duke's only son.

Well, although it may not be long before I am no longer the Duke's only son, but before that..."

Mu En clenched her fist, as if holding power and strength that others could not match, firmly in her palm.

"I, Moon Campbell, represent the Duke of Campbell, and represent the three words Campbell itself. If you insult me, it is tantamount to insulting Campbell!"

Mu En's words were like a sledgehammer, hitting the hearts of each of these 35 people, causing their faces to lose all blood in an instant, turning them as pale as paper.

As Moon Campbell said, he can represent the Campbell family, but they cannot represent their own family.

It was even said that their own family could not offend a future duke because of them.

"So now... do you have anything else to say?"

Mu En looked around again and nodded in satisfaction when no one answered.

"It seems that you all agree with my words, then..."

Mu En casually pointed at Tai Ke who was closest to him, and said: