Demon Royal Family

Chapter 113 Become a mentor?

Ivo finally had a long-awaited rest. Since his trip to Sandhiti, he had been tense and busy practicing all the time. Now he could finally take a breath.

After winning the league title, Ivo's fame quickly spread throughout the Kingdom of Laces. From time to time, people came to the academy to pay their respects... bah, to appreciate Ivo's heroic appearance.

"Academy Star" also sent writers to interview Ivo.

However, Ivo didn't like this newspaper at all and refused to see it.

The writer was very angry, secretly scolding Ivo for being crazy when he failed, and wanted to retreat and interview Hades, Barlow, and Ender. However, they and Ivo were on the same page, which made the writer frustrated.

He could only interview other students in despair, trying to learn about Ivo from their mouths.

However, the Hurricane trainees almost worshiped Ivo as a god. They saw Ivo's attitude and did not reveal anything. The writer worked anxiously for three days without gaining anything at all.

The new issue of "Academy Star" was released, and the people of Lasces couldn't wait to see Ivo's introduction and interview. However, after reading the entire issue of "Academy Star", they could not find Ivo's name. Feeling dissatisfied.

The writers of "Academy Star" can't tell you how hard it is to say that after the league, the sales of "Academy Star" should have increased significantly, but this year, the sales volume dropped sharply because of this.

This can be regarded as setting a precedent.

This is just a small episode.

Time passes in rest.

This day is the first day of the Firefly Moon in February, and it has been ten days since the league ended.

Hurricane Academy, Principal's Office.

"You want me to be a tutor?!" Ivo's high-octave voice spread throughout the building, and the tutors passing by in the corridor looked at each other.

Polanco nodded, "It will be the college's admissions day soon. Because of your achievements, many new students will come here, so Mapoyav and I made this decision."

Ivo pointed at himself and said with a surprised look on his face: "I won't be twelve years old in a few days, and I'm still a child!"

"You are already able to work on your own, and the warrior department is short of mentors, so you can fill the vacancy," Polanco paused, "at least part-time for a while."

Ivo pondered, with his current strength, it is not impossible to be a mentor, but the question is what are the benefits?

"It's no good." Polanco was particularly honest.

Ivo quit immediately, "I have shed my blood for the college, I have fought for the college, but you still want me to work for nothing while co-writing?"

Polanco waved his hands in shame, "Well, you can take whatever you like in the academy as your reward."

Ivo was extremely speechless. You still have the nerve to say that before I won the league, this shabby academy was still on the verge of bankruptcy and had nothing of value. You calculated this correctly before letting me take it casually, right?

Polanco knocked on the table, "The most I can offer you is the position of dean of students."

Ivo looked at him speechlessly and sighed, "It's my bad luck, I did it."

Today is the enrollment day. The front door of Hurricane College is no longer deserted in the past. It is crowded with new students who have come to register for admission.

There is a stone tablet in front of the gate of the college. The stone tablet reads "Today I am proud of the college, and tomorrow the college will be proud of me - Ivo Harrican."

Polanco wanted to fully exert Ivo's influence, but every time Ivo saw this stone tablet, he had a toothache. If he had known better, he would not complain about this. The stone tablet successfully lowered the quality of the academy... Although There is no strong character in itself.

Mapoyaf, the admissions officer, was overwhelmed. There were more than a dozen students helping to register, and students were taking new students to visit the campus. The entire college was mobilized, but there were not enough manpower.

Hurricane Academy has never been so busy!

There is a constant stream of new students, and the already small college becomes bustling!

This is all thanks to Ivo, to whom the top management of the academy is very grateful.

Mapoyaf’s old face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum. Compared with last year’s deserted situation, now he is so busy that he can feel fulfilled and satisfied.

According to statistics, the warrior department has the largest number of new students, with more than two hundred people, and there are even children of nobles among them.

Polanco knew that the faculty of the college was poor and was hiring tutors everywhere. This was also the reason why he made Ivo a tutor.

Soon, Ivo had his first class.

In the training ground, more than two hundred freshmen were waiting for their instructors to arrive and talk to each other.

"I joined Hurricane Academy because of Senior Ivo."

"What a coincidence, so do I."

“I really hope to see the legendary ‘Hurricane’ Ivo soon.”

While they were talking, a sturdy figure walked slowly over. He had short white hair, one red eye and one blue eye, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He looked a little shabby. He was 1.8 meters tall, with clear muscle outlines hiding the hidden dangers at any time. He is wearing casual blue casual clothes, with the collar open to the chest, revealing the outline of his chest muscles. The simple token hanging around his neck lies quietly on his chest. On his left chest is a black battle pattern in the shape of an octagonal lotus. .

His skin color is snow-white, but it does not look soft. Instead, he has a masculine and heroic look that comes from the cold winter, like a brave white bear.

The freshmen shouted excitedly: "It's Senior Ivo!"

"Hurricane Ivo!"

"It looks so strong."

Ivo looked at the excited freshmen with a headache and coughed: "Well... I am Ivo, and I am your tutor."

The freshmen cheered quietly.

Then, Ivo became silent...

I was a courier in my previous life, and I really don’t know how to teach!

The freshmen stared at Ivo eagerly. For a long time, someone asked in a low voice: "Teacher Ivo, is it time for class?"

"Um...yes, class," Ivo touched his chin and asked directly: "What do you think I should teach?"

The freshmen looked confused. Please be the instructor. Isn’t this kind of thing something you should consider?

Ivo racked his brains, "Then I will teach you a set of warm-up combat skills that can fully mobilize your body and maximize the training effect. Pay attention to my movements."

Ivo was seen performing a dazzling set of boxing skills on the spot, as flexible as a fox, with a whistling wind, and looked very powerful.

The freshmen asked curiously: "What kind of combat skill is this?"

"This is a set of high-level combat skills, the result of improvements by countless warriors. It contains the wisdom essence of thousands of people. It is a product of an era!"

The freshmen were frightened. They didn't expect to learn such powerful combat skills just after joining the academy, and all of them looked excited.

"By the way, I'll give you a piece of advice, don't use this set of combat skills to fight."

"Why?"

Ivo's eyes were far-reaching: "Because it is too powerful..."

The speed of radio gymnastics is accelerated several times, and the damage is extremely powerful. It breaks when it touches, and hurts when it touches. It can't hurt others, but it can also hurt itself.

"This set of combat skills is called 'Time is Calling.'" Ivozuo looked into the distance and shouted in his heart that he was so damn smart.

What's wrong with that? It's not a crime.

In the center of the royal capital, in the palace.

After a long wait, Mai Xibo was finally summoned by Severn III.

"His Majesty."

"Marquis Dren, what can you do?"

Mai Xibo: "Your Majesty, I would like to ask about this year's college funding..."

"Of course it will be given to the league champion Hurricane Academy. Do you have any ideas?" The king looked playfully.

Mai Xibo said hurriedly: "Of course not, I just think that although Hurricane Academy won, it was all due to luck. The Royal Academy is an old and excellent academy. We have trained countless talents for the kingdom. Please don't ignore it. Us."

Severn III heard the song and understood its elegant meaning. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, the royal family will not forget the contribution of the Royal Academy."

Mai Xibo got the answer he wanted and left with satisfaction.

The king called a chamberlain and issued a decree.

After three days of running in, Ivo finally understood what normal teaching was.

He possesses two master-level high-level combat skills and is rich in experience. He often hits the mark when teaching students. Students who have been taught by him feel enlightened.

In just three days, Ivo's teaching ability spread throughout the academy. Whenever he taught class, even veteran students from the warrior department would come to listen and take the class very seriously.

Even the warrior students from the Seabird Academy came here and were so stubborn that they couldn't be driven away. For Kolya's sake, Ivo had no choice but to allow them to attend the class.

This was originally not in line with the regulations of Hurricane Academy, but Ivo now has a high status in the academy, and almost no one disobeys him.

Ivo's fame is getting bigger and bigger!

Polanco feels more and more that Ivo is a treasure. He is already thinking about whether to give Ivo a vice principal position and tie Ivo to Hurricane Academy. This is related to interests, but more out of appreciation.

Ivo was in class that day, and suddenly someone came to him.

The visitor was a man wearing palace clothes. He said expressionlessly: "Please come with me."

Ivo looked confused: "Who are you?"

"I am the king's chamberlain," the man said. "The king has summoned you. Please come with me immediately."

Ivo touched his nose. The king summoned me? What can happen?

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