Dark Demon Warlock

The risks on the ocean are inherently higher than on land, and in such an extraordinary world similar to the Middle Ages, the risks on the sea are infinitely magnified. In addition to the weird and harsh natural environment, there are also various sea beasts, pirates, and unknown forces. Wait.

Therefore, any fleet that chooses to make a living at sea has good strength.

However, not everyone in the fleet is very powerful.

The conditions at sea are very difficult, and most fleets will recruit some ordinary people to do the dirty work and use it as a talent pool by the way.

But ordinary people are also divided into qualities.

The "quality" here has nothing to do with good or bad character, but generally refers to talent, personality, learning ability, etc. In a word, it refers to the level of potential.

Large and medium-sized fleets will naturally be carefully selected when recruiting, and some "self-employed" who can only rely on a certain fleet to go to sea, in order to save costs and lack their own strength, they can only recruit some poor quality, drunken and dreamy the punks.

The three guys who followed Yate before belonged to the latter.

This also made Art a little relieved in spite of the headache.

It can also be said to be self-comforting.

After all, it is a team that can go to sea. There must be one or two strong people on board, so it should not be difficult to deal with him.

A sense of urgency arises spontaneously.

After tidying up the things on the table, I went to Moya University without stopping.

See if the teaching assistant job is done.

The predecessor was only recommended by the professor. Although it was almost the same, it was not really won.

Once you have this job, not only your life, but also your personal safety will be greatly guaranteed.

Before the maritime merchant group to which the three guys belonged found out, he could move around freely without worrying about being followed and attacked.

In the inner city of Moya University, there is a bus stop at the door.

However, there are only buses to enter the inner city.

A bulky and bulky tram with no seats and poor comfort, but its advantage is that it attracts many people and is cheap.

Along the way, you can see clean and tidy streets, well-arranged buildings, street lamps adorning the streets, and pedestrians walking with pets... The atmosphere is completely different from the outer city, as if you have come to another city.

But that's all, compared with his previous life, it's still a lot worse.

I am not in the mood to appreciate the exotic style for the time being.

After arriving at the school, go straight to the Academic Affairs Office.

The area of ​​Moya University is about 10 square kilometers, but the real teaching area is much smaller. At least one-third belongs to the living area, including the dormitory area, dining area, activity area, and leisure area for students and teachers.

Food, lodging and family support are all included, the treatment of the school teachers is simply not too good!

If he hadn't majored in ancient prose studies, had a small number of people, and was favored by Professor Hughes, this position would not be his turn.

I have lived on this campus for nearly 4 years, even if I didn't focus on campus life, I still know the way very well.

The rush along the way attracted many people's attention.

Almost all the students in the same class have left school and have not met acquaintances.

The environment is not bad, the architectural style is good, other than that, there is almost nothing to catch the eye, and the tallest building is only 6 floors... His mood is agitated, which makes his eyesight become extra critical.

The Academic Affairs Office is located on the innermost third floor of the office building at the southeast corner of the school.

After coming to the door, he buffered for a while, and knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong..." The sound of the solid wooden door was thick.

"Come in!" A man's voice sounded slightly sharp.

Arthur pushed the door open.

There were two people in the office. A fat middle-aged man with glasses was sitting behind his desk, looking towards the door, and a young man about his age also turned around and looked over.

"What's the matter?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Hi, teacher." After Greeting, Art replied, "I am Art Tavel from the Department of Ancient Chinese Studies. I would like to ask about my stay in school as a teaching assistant."

Hearing his words, both the middle-aged man and the young man showed strange expressions.

Arthur's heart skipped a beat.

With a mental value as high as 30, he could easily perceive the strange atmosphere aimed at him.

"It's you..." The middle-aged man didn't get up, but glanced left and right, finally locked on the window sill diagonally behind, and said, "Go look for it on the window sill, your file should be there, take it back yourself. "

really.

Arthur walked over silently.

Soon I found my files on the windowsill, the paper bag was covered with dust, and there was an impression on the base of a flowerpot.

Clearly, he had already been kicked out, but he didn't tell him. Instead, he just threw his file on the window sill and waited for him to get it himself.

Even used his archival cushion planter!

A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He is not the kind of upright character, on the contrary, he is a bit feminine, which can be understood as "make a decision before acting", or "old Yin X". In such a situation, he would definitely not choose to confront directly... But However, it happened that he was a little anxious today, and he just took up the job as a demon warlock, and his heart was high. Although he didn't show off his tongue for a while, he didn't give the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office any face.

Take the file, turn around and leave.

Didn't say hello.

The middle-aged man was holding a cup, just took a sip of coffee, and was waiting for him to speak.

Unexpectedly, Yate turned around and left without saying a word, without even closing the door for him!

The first time I met this kind of student!

When he came back to his senses, Yate's back had disappeared.

"Crack!" With an angry look on his face, he put the cup heavily on the table, stood up and scolded, "You're not polite!"

However, no one paid any attention to him.

The footsteps in the corridor are getting farther and farther away.

A strange look flashed again in the eyes of the young man who had been watching the whole process.

Have personality!

He understands Yate's mood very well. It's fine if you don't notify me of your defeat. You actually used my file as a flowerpot. You don't pay attention to others, so why do you ask others to respect you?

However, ordinary students, even if they have graduated, might not have the courage to do so.

After all, the person behind the desk is the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office of Moya University. If you really want to care about it, it is enough to make it difficult for an ordinary student to get along in Pudera City.

After pondering for a while, he walked over and closed the door.

It was what he owed Art.

"Assistant Defoe, let me show you a joke." The middle-aged man, that is, Mavis Hansen, sat down again, picked up the cup again, and put it down again just as it was brought to his mouth.

Was dizzy.

After working in the industry for so many years, this is the first time I meet a student who dares to show him face!

Not only is it impolite, it is simply uneducated!

However, he couldn't behave too vulgarly in front of outsiders, so he was even more annoyed.

"It's a good thing that such a person was not hired." Hugh Defoe said along the lines of Mavis Hansen.

It was he who took away the teaching assistant position that originally belonged to Yate, and has officially entered the job today.

Although I think Yate has a lot of personality, it doesn't prevent him from getting into trouble.

I just went to close the door, and I have already consumed the apology in my heart.

Well, that's all I'm sorry about.

"Yes!" Mavis Hansen nodded.

However, it immediately occurred to him that Art's behavior just gave him an excuse to reply to Professor Hughes.

It was Yate's ancient Chinese teacher, the one who recommended Yate as a teaching assistant.

I have been procrastinating without telling Art because I haven't figured out how to deal with Professor Hughes, and now it's resolved.

Thinking of this, his gloomy face gradually improved.

"Assistant Defoe, let's continue."