Don't confiscate my citizenship

In the painting classroom, the light falling next to Lan Qi seemed to become brighter, as if the sun was finally shining after a long period of haze.

As a glow demon, Lan Qi seemed to be the real savior at this time, and his appearance was so dazzling.

Professor Mogut lowered his head slightly to show respect to Lanqi.

The appearance of the special commissioner meant that the college was saved.

The entire classroom became quiet and solemn during this short period of time, and only the second hand of the clock could be heard moving gently.

Finally, Lan Qi spoke again:

"Take me to see the vice principal, and I will help you deal with the vampire messenger."

"yes."

Professor Mogut answered in a serious and solemn voice.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly and turned to Hyperion,

"Then she..."

Professor Mogut felt that Hyperion knew too much.

Now that the special commissioner has appeared.

Then their teachers no longer have to strictly enforce the rules of the college.

Everything will be prioritized so that the academy can overcome the difficulty of the Blood Messenger.

"The Demon King has told me that if a talented student is found in school, she can be brought back to the royal city. This is also another task of mine. Don't ask more about the specific content. In short, there is no need to worry. Treat her as the one I am cultivating. Colleagues are fine.”

Lan Qi glanced at Hyperion and said indifferently.

"Understood."

Professor Mogut nodded quickly, understanding in his heart that it was no wonder the special commissioner had been lurking for so long.

I don't dare to do anything that might offend this woman again.

Regardless of whether what Lan Qi said about "another mission" is true or false, he understands. It is not his place as a professor to interfere.

"You come with me, and I will take you to convene an emergency high-level meeting of the academy."

Professor Mogut walked to the classroom door without any delay, and had to take the special correspondent to see the vice principal as soon as possible.

"Um."

Lan Qi put his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.

There is quite a leadership aura that comes to inspect subordinate units.

He knew that the fourth period seemed to be unnecessary.

…

In the dark stone corridor, Bacher kept looking anxiously at the wooden door of the painting classroom.

Finally, when he heard a crisp sound of door lock coming from inside the painting classroom, his body immediately froze.

Looking up, I saw a familiar figure walking out of the door.

That was Lan Qi, as calm and collected as ever, as if what he had just completed was not a serious course but a relaxing afternoon chat.

Professor Mogut's eyes swept over Bacher, and the invisible indifference seemed to have substance, making Bacher feel a deep chill in his body.

Bacher never imagined that one day he would be so close to the school's senior leaders.

"big……"

Bacher was just about to open his mouth to call Lan Qi, when suddenly, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, as if he was instantly in a deep ice cave.

This was the killing intent emanating from Professor Mogut. It seemed that he could not tolerate a little person like Bacher causing any offense to Lan Qi, or even slightly delaying their time.

However, faced with such a scene, Lan Qi did not show any emotion. He just smiled softly, raised his hand leisurely, and used his actions to signal Professor Mogut to "don't be so nervous."

Then under Bachel's unbelievable gaze, Professor Mogut actually followed Lan Qi's wishes and restrained all his hostility!

"Bachel, go to class and have a good time. Then I have to do business."

As if the game was over, Ranch patted Bacher on the shoulder and said goodbye as he passed him.

"I……"

Bacher's brain was running rapidly, and he seemed to be able to figure it out, but it was difficult to accept this terrible fact for a while.

He had long known that this glowing demon was anything but ordinary, but he never expected that his true identity and status were even far above that of a senior professor!

Ding.

At the moment when Bacher didn't know how to talk to Lan Qi, he heard a crisp sound and saw Lan Qi throw him a credit coin when leaving.

Bacher caught it quickly.

"Thanks!"

After Lan Qi's back disappeared deep into the corridor, Bacher slowly straightened up.

He secretly lowered his head, spread his palms, and looked at the credit coin in his hand.

There, lying quietly, was a strange-style credit coin that he had never seen before.

Its existence was like a dreamlike reality, causing Bacher's snake eyes to tremble uncontrollably, as if the blood in his body was boiling.

It is a legendary 10-credit coin.

Bacher stood there absentmindedly, unable to bear the restlessness in his heart for a long time.

Until dozens of seconds passed, Bacher squeezed the 10-credit coin tightly.

"I also want... to become such a strong man who can dominate other demons..."

His voice was hoarse, as if the desire that had been dormant in his heart for a long time was being stirred up uncontrollably.

…

Half an hour later.

In the middle of the night at Ikerite College, the Jera Memorial Square was filled with white light.

The time on the clock tower pointed to half past midnight.

However, at this time, the square did not become silent.

On the contrary, at this time, the area around the open-air giant screen in the square was still quite lively, and an atmosphere of expectation and happiness filled the place.

The students who decided to stay up all night had already brought their own blankets and found their seats on the steps of the square.

Many people were holding a cup of hot coffee in their hands to ward off the coldness of the night. Some students looked as if they were on an outing, with wooden wine boxes beside them. The grill on the steps had a strong charcoal fire, and the meat, fruits and vegetables being roasted were emitting odors. A scent that makes you salivate late at night.

Under the light of the street lights in the distance, a figure walked slowly past and looked in the direction of the giant open-air screen on the square.

Her long gray hair has been tied into braids, and she wears a pair of flat glasses on her face, looking quiet and dignified.

This is Thalia in elaborate cross-dressing.

She originally looked cold and frosty, but now she actually had the temperament of a lonely literary girl.

Now she looked even more different from the poet of great love. In the dim light of midnight, it was almost impossible for anyone to notice the similarity in appearance between her and the poet of great love.

She was holding a box of roasted chicken with fragrant sauce, crispy skin and tender meat. From time to time, she would pick up a skewer and gently pass a piece to her mouth, and then chew it slowly, as if she had forgotten all the fatigue in the middle of the night. .

Ten minutes ago, she remembered the ancient demonic shadow world she saw in the afternoon. She tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. She happened to feel a little hungry, so she went out and visited Icerite Academy again.

However, what puzzled Talia was that the academy at this moment was much more lively than she had imagined.

"Mi Qingcai'ang!"

From time to time, there was a burst of discussion and cheers from the direction of the square.

It's like staying up late watching some annual finals.

"How exciting can it be... isn't it just Lan Qi's exams and classes?"

Thalia muttered in confusion.