"Of course, what I told you is my own discourse. I have indeed published many journal articles on this topic, but the focus is on the fact that the mad pope is attracted by my order, highlighting the greatness and correctness of my order teachings. .

You know, those of us who do research, sometimes in order to get some money and treatment, we can't avoid holding a Frisbee like a domesticated pet dog on the grass.

Moreover, my exposition is likely to be wrong. History is like a series of prisms with many faces, which can be arranged and combined one by one to create what you think is interesting and reasonable.

Like, before I learned your name, I never thought that you would be the now famous Minister of York City Karen. There is a huge difference between your persona and the rumored you. In and out, but how did you appear in the rumors?

Isn't it just news reports, internal information and other channels?

You and I standing here face to face, still can't see clearly, let alone want to deeply understand the hearts and thoughts of those people thousands of years ago or even before the epoch. "

At this time, the door of the bathroom was opened, and the District Chief Gaspor, who was dressed in a robe of order and combed very delicately, came out, and said in a bad mood:

"Are you spreading your fallacies again?"

Hidrod raised his hands: "My dear granddaughter, I know you are eager to regain the face you lost just now. After all, no boss is willing to let his subordinates see himself with such a slovenly home life, and this subordinate still completely ignores you. To him, you only have a little bit of boss mystery in name, and now it has been punctured.

However, I think it is a very stupid behavior to get the so-called face back by trampling on your grandpa. The better your grandpa's image is, the more it can actually help you regain face. "

Gaspor leaned against the kitchen door and said, "So, I never wondered why grandma divorced you. It's really impossible to live with someone like you."

"Life?" Hidrod smiled, "Since your grandma married me, I have never asked her to do a housework. I have to come back to cook for her every day after class. I am on a business trip. Before the archaeology, I have to help her prepare the dishes for the next day in advance. Including you, when your parents are away, I will take care of you."

Gaspor: "But in life, there's more than that."

"That's because I solved all these things, making you naively think that these are just small things, leaving you too idle

up. "

Gaspor was too lazy to answer, and poured himself a glass of milk.

Hidrod pointed to the teacup on the coffee table and said, "You seem to have forgotten to wash the cup that you extinguished the cigarette butt."

Gaspar shook his head: "You can throw it away."

"But have you ever thought about it, the value of a cup is really not high, but if your fiancé sees your behavior, or when he gets home and sits on the sofa to drink water, he picks up the cup and sees the cigarette butts inside, at that moment, He would doubt the point of marrying and starting a family."

Gaspar turned his head to look at his grandfather. If it wasn't for Karen's presence, a quarrel might have erupted between the two.

Hidrod was really not afraid of quarrels, nor was he worried about what would happen if he continued to stimulate his granddaughter, but he continued on his own: "You agreed to the marriage contract yourself, and you didn't even come to ask for my opinion, so you Do you think that you can stay away from this kind of daily chattering once you conclude a marriage contract with Miko?

Haha, my stupid little granddaughter.

You are so naive, really, those sons of gods are generally high on the top, but they are actually more generally wanting real friends and real family.

The more they lack this, the more they want it. This is determined by their life encounters since inheriting the 'Adults, Inheritance'. "

Karen, who was serving the dishes, felt that Hidrod's words made sense, and Marvalho was indeed such a person.

"Come on, we can have dinner."

"Where's the teacher?" Karen asked.

"Don't call him, I forgot that you and my granddaughter are in the same system, this is

When your department has an internal dinner, it is inappropriate to have more outsiders, Karen, what do you think? "

"Then do as you wish."

Karen cooked several dishes, which Hidrod and Gaspol tasted to their satisfaction.

But Hidrod's mouth still didn't stop. He pointed to Karen with one hand and said to Gaspol: "I admit that Karen's cooking skills are much better than mine. In these dishes, I saw something new. The shadow of the dish."

"He doesn't talk as much as you do," Gaspor said.

"Do you think this is a good thing?" Hidrod smiled, "Behave well, treat others in harmony, he can observe the expressions and movements of everyone around him, he can make people around him feel very comfortable, but with him If you live with such a person, unless you change to a calm and peaceful soul, you will absolutely not be able to bear the mode of getting along with him in private."

Karen: "..."

Hidrod said: "Sorry, Karen, I didn't mean to speak ill of you on purpose, I just want to take this opportunity to educate my little granddaughter, you know, your boss is a workaholic, but in life , she is really a cold idiot, she is not as good as a hot idiot!"

"You go on, I don't mind."

"I have to continue. She hasn't come to live with me for a long time. This time she should be here for you, haha. I have to pave the way for my subordinates myself. My little granddaughter, are you really angry? gas?"

Gaspole closed his eyes, and Karen noticed that the whip on the sofa trembled.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Karen didn't get up, he was not the master, Hidrod stood up and went out to open the door, standing at the door was Marvalho, he was wearing a divine robe trimmed with gold.

There is an embedded formation in the teacher's apartment building. Although it is not strong and not tight, it is like a fenced yard that can only prevent gentlemen but not robbers. People who pass by and live here will not release their own spiritual exploration. .

"Ah, Miko-sama!"

Hidrod knelt down to salute.

Marvalho immediately reached out to support him: "Please don't do this."

"No no no, this is what I should do, you are the noble son of God."

"No, no, you are my fiancée's grandfather, you can't do this."

"Even your own grandfather will salute you."

"Then think about it."

After some salutes and excuses, Marvalho came in, saw Karen sitting at the table, and walked over to talk to Karen: "Ha, I didn't expect that."

"I didn't expect that."

"Anyway, I'm on sick leave now, and I have a lot of time, so I can go anywhere." Gaspar bowed his head and ate quietly.

Marvalho came in without greeting her, and she ignored Marvalho.

If there were outsiders there, they might have put on a show, but there are no outsiders now.

Sidrod sat down and said: "It seems that your relationship is not very good, it really makes me sad, and I don't know how to explain to her deceased grandma, when her grandma was still alive, the oldest The wish is that she finds a suitable husband."

Marvalho seemed a little embarrassed when he heard this, and immediately responded: "No, professor, you misunderstood, there is no problem with my relationship with Gaspol, really."

Marvalho began to signal Gaspol to cooperate with him, after all, he is a relative of your family.

"My grandma just divorced my grandpa, she's still alive," Gaspor said, putting down his spoon.

Marvalho: "Ah..."

Hidrod said disapprovingly: "The elder who has no sense of existence, might as well be 'dead, and add some moral burden to the younger generation, don't you think so, Master Shenzi?"

"this…"

Hidrod nodded and said with a smile: "I am very pleased that Lord Shenzi can show embarrassment in front of me, it proves that Lord Shenzi is willing to compromise to try to manage this marriage.

so…"

Hidrod looked at Gaspol: "You should also show your attitude, don't fail to respond to others."

Gaspole took a deep breath and said to Karen, "It's over, let's go out."

"Snapped!"

Hidrod patted the table with his palm and said, "Karen still has class in the afternoon!"

Karen immediately said, "Yes, I still have classes in the afternoon, didn't we make an appointment for dinner?"

"Has Miko-sama been to the school before?" Hidrod asked.

"I've been here a few times, but it's all because of the experiment, but I haven't really visited it. You know, it's not convenient for me to walk in the crowd. I don't like to accept salutes from others."

"Gaspol, you can go around the campus with Miko-sama this afternoon, just pretend to be your identity." Gaspol said nothing.

Karen stood up and said, "Teacher, District Chief, Son of God, I will take my leave first, and the afternoon class is about to begin."

"I'll take you downstairs." Marvalho stood up and took the initiative to walk out with Karen.

The door closes.

Hidrod immediately yelled at Gasbor: "What are you going to do, look at your attitude!"

"You're annoying, Grandpa."

"I just hope you can live better, don't be like your grandma."

"You don't have to worry about my affairs. Besides, after my grandma divorced you, she is doing well now." Hidrod nodded and said, "Yes, your grandma can divorce me, but can you divorce **** son

what? "

Gaspar was silent.

"The tableware is here, I'll clean it up later," Hidrod said.

Gaspor shook his head, got up and began to clear away the dishes.

This was the first time in Hidrod's impression that his granddaughter did housework, but before a kind and gratifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he heard:

"Crack!" The sound of plates breaking.

Gaspor stood there, looking at the broken dishes on the floor, and said, "I didn't mean to."

"There's the broom, sweep it slowly, and when the Son of God comes back after sending Karen off, give him a chance to clean up with you.

meeting. "

Gaspar resisted his impatience and said, "You can stop this, Grandpa, I'm not a kid anymore, really!"

"But now I feel like I peed on you when I was a child."

"enough!"

"Not enough, pick up a fragment, cut your finger, and squeeze out some blood when Miko comes back. By the way, does Miko's saliva have antiseptic and pain-relieving effects?"

"Did you come here to eat by chance?"

"How about I come to my boss's house for lunch?"

"That's how I feel."

"Then I will tell you in advance."

"Don't be so reserved, I won't doubt that something will happen between you and my fiancée, I trust your taste.

"

"You're right, I don't know how to respond."

"I'll accompany you to dinner."

"If it's just for me, it seems that you don't need to go. So, is it for her? I'm worried that the academy will treat her coldly after letting her make way for me. Are you going to support her?"

"I really want to deny it, but what you said is indeed the truth. After all, no matter what, she is my wife. I can't let her lose face outside. That would also be a disguised way to lose my face."

"And your child's face."

Hearing this, Marvalho put his arms around Karen's shoulders: "Haha, I know you want me to have a baby very urgently!"

"Yes, that's right." Karen not only did not deny it, but continued, "I also want to choose a syringe model for you."

"I will do what you said. I didn't have a choice in my previous life, but I hope that in my future life, besides being a 'sculpture' or a 'mascot', I can have a little more life. What do you think? What, Karen?"

"There are things I can't empathize with or empathize with you, Marvalho."

"I know, oh, you never

It is far from being able to directly experience the anguish of being a child of God. "

"Yes, I envy your life like this."

"But, are you really going to class?"

"if not?"

"What class?"

""Determination and Recognition of Cults"."

"Send your subordinates to treat the teacher to a meal, just sign one by one, or just go to the vice president of the college to say hello, that's what those high-ranking priests do when they come to get a certificate of completion."

"That's meaningless. Since you have this opportunity, just listen to the lectures and learn as much as you can."

"Okay, it's up to you, I'm going back, see you tonight."

"See you tonight."

"Maybe it won't be until the evening, I'm afraid I won't be able to sit with her for three minutes after I go back."

"Then you have to keep exercising."

"Hehe, let's take a look first, if it doesn't work, I'll go find you, there is a private dining hall in the school, I'll take you to drink

""

"I want to study hard."

"With my status and treatment, I can order very expensive food in the private dining hall, and those deans and vice deans are not qualified to order."

"Go by yourself, don't disturb my class."

"Is it a friend? Is it a friend? Who am I using the syringe for? Who is my future child born for? Who would most like to see my wife pregnant?"

"Is there something wrong with your mind now?"

"Heh, let me tell you, Karen, I want to be promoted and become your district chief early, so you have to accompany me during this period of time to make me feel happy, otherwise I will go to retreat and say to the outside world that I have received it again." With the new inheritance memory, I will keep you from being the district chief."

"Are you nervous?

"What?"

"I feel, you are going back to see the tiger later, are you so afraid of her?"

"Oh, what a joke, who am I afraid of? A district chief?"

"Do you really like her a little bit? Usually with this kind of emotion, the taste is different."

"You are spreading rumors! You are talking nonsense!"

"Okay, you go to accompany the district chief, don't send it off anymore, someone will salute you again when you leave the dormitory."

Karen walked into the classroom. Although he cooked and ate at the professor's house, it was still a bit early for the afternoon class. This "Determination and Cognition of Cults" class was still in the auditorium, and the classroom was even more crowded. Bigger and more people can be accommodated.

As usual, Karen chose the corner position at the end. As soon as he sat down, he found a stack of books in the seat drawer, and the same in the drawers next to it. Some students should use this as a study room, because the large lecture hall The frequency of use is not high, and the occupation of the library is very intense.

Karen saw the "Overview of Advanced Formation" in it, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to take it out.

Come.

This is a textbook, not a diary, and there is no moral burden to look through it.

When I turned to the first page, I saw a string of words: "Damn it, why did I choose it!" followed by a series of exclamation marks.

It seems that this "High Array" really gave students a headache.

Karen scanned the catalog and found that the summary content in the catalog was just the basics. After reading it for a while, he concluded that this "High Array" was more like a basic science book for him.

This is not surprising, since Karen came into contact with formations, he has received guidance from three formation teachers, one is Grandpa Huofen, one is Mentor Pillow, and the other is Grandpa Delong.

Among the three, the grandfather with the lowest level is at least the bishop in charge of the formation department in a large district. And the students here have to go to the assigned position for internship after finishing college, and they have to work for a while after becoming regular.

Only by groping step by step can he become the kind of magician priest with a collective pattern on the chest of the robes that Karen recognizes, and he is still working as an assistant.

Continuing to flip through, Karen saw a newspaper clipping. The picture in the clipping was moving, and it should be cut from a religious newspaper.

Moreover, the person in the clipping was actually himself.

I flipped through it a few more times, probably because I haven’t learned it later, so newspaper clippings are clipped more frequently, one by one, all of them are photos of myself.

Some photos were marked with text, and Karen couldn't help laughing when he saw the text.

"Our Karen is so handsome!

"You are mine, my Karen!"

"I dreamed today that I married you, hee hee!"

"You are my hero, you are going to lead the team down the cave, I pray to the great God of Order, you will come back safely!"

"Ahh! I'm so excited that you came back safely!"

This accompanying picture is a "mummy" with bandages all over his body. It should be a photogenic photo of Neo.

As for the photos of myself after "healing", there are no photos yet, because Karen has been busy with work after the purification, and Alfred helped push down some reporters who wanted to interview him.

It seems that what Professor Hidrod said is indeed correct. I do have a lot of fans in school, mainly because I am young.

Karen closed the book without writing or adding anything.

Gradually, students began to come to the classroom.

Karen lifted up the collar of his divine robe, covering half of his face, and patiently waited for the teacher to come to class.

However, what surprised Karen slightly was that the back row, which was supposed to be the most sought-after seat in the university, became very deserted in this class. All the students who came in chose to sit in the front row, as if filling in a grid. Not a single one is left empty.

Five minutes before the start of class, the number of students coming in increased significantly. Finally, the class bell rang, and a silver-haired female professor walked into the classroom carrying a box and stepping on the bell.

Although she is old, she has a strong aura, and when her eyes sweep across the audience, she is intimidated by her spiritual power.

Yes, another teacher who likes to use spiritual power in class, but Hidrod is hypnotizing, and she tends to whip, using mental power to create a stimulating effect of pouring ice water on the body in winter, so that everyone can wake up wide awake.

"Students, let's continue the class today. In the last class, we talked about the judgment rules of cults. In this class and the next few classes, I plan to use examples to further explain the cognition of cults to you."

The female professor raised her hand, and a colorful python flew out of her cuff, suspended in the air, forming a projection.

Projected is the image of a giantess with one hand a giant pond of brilliance and the other entirely feathered.

"Does anyone recognize who she is?"

Karen said silently in her heart: Riliersa.

But Karen didn't raise his hand. Soon, a student below raised his hand and replied, "Teacher, it's the wall god."

"Yes, Wall God Raliersa." The female professor walked down the stage, "There are three kinds of cult judgments, one is the judgment from the Lord, the other is the judgment from the divine religion, and the third is the self-judgment from the cult. .

The wall **** is the judgment from my lord.

In our daily life, it is actually not uncommon for wall **** believers, especially in the profession of painters, the proportion of wall **** believers is the largest. Last year in our school, among the students of the mural painting department, it was found that they believed in wall gods. Therefore, the whole department of mural paintings has been under great scrutiny.

Classmates, don't think that they are harmless to humans and animals, and don't simply think that they are just fanatical and persistent people for a certain belief in their hearts.

To say something that you may not like to hear or that no one dared to say before, the bright remnants that we hate now are more pure than those cults most of the time.

After all, my teaching, as well as the entire church circle, did not judge the Church of Light as a cult, nor did they judge the God of Light as a cult, ha ha. "

This is a very cold joke, even the students here feel that it is a bit taboo, so everyone just embarrassingly echoed it and let out a laugh.

"Tsk."

The female professor is not very satisfied with the reaction of the students, she just thinks that this is a group of people who have never seen the world

Quail with noodles.

Of course, the school environment also tends to make the educators in it a little bit reluctant to eat Wayne miso.

Priests who work outside generally understand that if you have a friend of the Wall God, then you will be punished; if you have a friend of the Remnant of Light...then you may be gone.

The light that has not been judged as a cult is more intolerable than a cult.

"Followers of the Wall God Sect have a common characteristic—fanaticism. Their fanaticism can go beyond your comprehension, because they firmly believe that in their paintings, the future can be predicted.

This is different from the divination department of our school. The predictions of the divination department have rules, and the results of divination are often "good" and "bad." screen.

The fortuneteller is an 'observation' from the objective standpoint of a third party, while the Wall God Sect is the verdict of those who entered the game.

You may not understand the meaning of this sentence. For example, if a student from the divination department tells you that you will be full tonight, you can pay attention to it, and avoid it by taking Xiaoshi tablets or eating less. But if a follower of the Wall God Sect draws a picture for you, and your belly is burst...then you are likely to meet a strange demon tonight and burst your belly.

More likely, your classmate avenged you, caught the strange monster, and after skinning it, found that the strange monster was a believer of the Wall God Sect.

Of course, what I said is not directly related. It doesn't mean that in order to confirm that the painting is a true prophecy, he has to do it himself to make the painting come true... although many wall **** believers will indeed do this.

But in the true sense, the high-end believers of the Wall God religion, when they painted that painting, they themselves actually became the driving force for the realization of this painting.

Either, something they will be directly involved in, or something their friends and family will be involved in;

In short, this matter will have a connection with themselves, for example...they themselves will appear there inexplicably, in name to witness that their own behavior is actually one of the driving forces for the result. "

Karen began to listen carefully.

The female professor continued: "There is a joke that the butterfly in the western continent flapped its wings, and then a hurricane was set off in the sea of ​​the eastern continent, and the wall **** believer is that butterfly.

The pictures in their prophecy paintings are often the results they can push out, mobilizing themselves and all the people and things around them that can be touched to jointly trigger the realization of this result.

Most of the time, they themselves are also confused, because they use a very flattering method, avoiding, no, replacing extremely complicated calculations and deduction.

Regarding this, if you are interested, you can go to the school library to borrow the literature on the M shelf in the D4 area. The principle of God has a special experimental discussion. "

Karen silently noted the area.

"So, many people are curious about what exactly the wall **** painted that led to my master's judgment of the evil **** of the wall god. Even if the wall **** really painted the end of my master as the rumors said...I believe, with my The heart and character of the Lord will not be troubled by this.

The fundamental reason is that when the wall **** painted this picture, it was tantamount to joining in an activity of cursing my lord. The wall **** himself and the related existence of the wall **** will form a huge trend in the future to coerce My Lord goes to the end of her painting.

This is why my lord judged the wall **** to be an evil god. It wasn't that the wall **** offended my lord, but the wall god...attempted to assassinate my lord.

Therefore, if students find that there are believers of the Wall God Sect around them in the future, and they have established some kind of de facto connection with you, I advise you to be careful.

Because he can draw a picture scroll of your luck, it should be regarded as a blessing.

But it is also possible that he will draw a miserable picture of you, including your death, or a picture of a major blow to you, etc.;

After drawing this picture, he himself may also be shocked, and then cry and shout to remind you that you will most likely be grateful to him for predicting the coming of suffering for you, and then work with him to find a way to break the situation.

hehe.

he

He may really be your good friend, he may really be thinking about you, he may even be willing to die for you.

But in fact, the deeper you get involved with him, the more your destiny trajectory will slide towards the ending he painted.

This kind of thing...in fact, it does not depend on his personal will.

Of course, it's not that there is no way to crack it, there must be a way to crack it, otherwise why is the Wall God Sect doing so miserably now, like a mouse lurking in the sewer?

Why don't they collectively draw a picture of my order's demise to curse my church's decline?

Because I teach too powerful.

In the same way, if you are strong enough, please note that the strong here does not refer to your strength alone, but a collection of many aspects. You can completely change the ending in his picture scroll.

Your background, your involvement, special people and things around you can all have a similar effect.

It's like I dropped a pen from upstairs, and a student downstairs should have been poked in the head, but the vice-principal stopped him and scolded: "Which department, who is the counselor, how dare you?" Skipping class! ,

He stood still, stood up, accepted the criticism, and when he was rushing to the teaching building, the pen fell, and it was a step too late to hit him.

In this, the vice-principal plays a special role. After all, the vice-principal of our school is not ordinary. So, students, if one day you are caught and criticized by the principal or dean, you must not resent, you

Be grateful. "

"Hahaha…"

"Hahaha…"

The students laughed when they heard this.

"The teacher said this, not to promote the doctrine of destiny and fatalism. Many foreign teachers like to advocate this, but we, as believers in order, certainly don't believe it. But there is no need to completely kill things with a stick, because the followers of the Wall God religion draw pictures The final way to achieve it is to treat yourself as a small snowball and drive the surrounding environment to roll up together. At this time, if you yourself are hard enough, and there are enough hard and solid people and things around you, you can carry it down, so as not to Take him away.

The best way to resist the influence of wall gods on you is to be devout to the **** of order.

after all,

The wall **** is gone. "

Speaking of this, the female professor picked up the water glass, took a sip of water, and then kicked the box she brought over with the tip of her shoe.

The box was disassembled by itself, and a folded skeleton appeared inside. The skeleton stretched out, embedded a gem into the position between its eyebrows, then took a small bench and sat on it, and set up an easel in front of it, and started Play with paint.

This is a puppet, a very clever puppet, even Lemar could not make this kind of puppet.

Moreover, the gemstone used by the puppet is even more peculiar and precious. On that gemstone, Karen sensed the breath of the wall god.

"This classmate is very handsome. Are you afraid of being harassed by sitting alone in the back, haha."

Karen walked up to the female professor and said, "I'm sorry, teacher, I didn't know you had such a habit in this class."

"Do you often skip class?"

"No, I don't. I'm a temporary student."

"Oh, that's no wonder, hehe, let's treat it as a special experience, don't worry, it's not dangerous, but it will be fun."

"Okay, teacher."

After Karen came down, the White Skull began to quickly draw with a pen. Soon, the scene of the classroom appeared, and then the images of the students appeared, and then the…

The perspective of this painting should be overlooking from above the classroom door.

Finally, Karen was drawn.

No one noticed that when the White Skull was painting Karen, the hand holding the brush trembled slightly.

Karen appeared at the door of the classroom. He faced the classroom, knelt down, and saluted all the teachers and students.

"What do I need to do now?" Karen asked.

Then, the female professor turned to face all the students and said, "Everyone can wait slowly, it won't take too long, and it won't be too long, because in the painting, you

They are all here, proving that when the prophecy comes true, get out of class is not over yet. "

However, the scene that the female professor expected to be closely looked forward to together did not appear, which made her doubt whether her lesson preparation was perfect.

It stands to reason that at this time the students should be very excited and enthusiastically looking forward to the prophecy coming true.

In fact, it was because Karen's identity was recognized, and the students below began to communicate with each other. Basically, everyone knew who the young "classmate" in front of them was. Everyone's attention was actually out of the classroom.

Some people have prepared paper and pens to ask for their autographs after class, and some have already folded the spell papers, and are going to let the crows fly to tell their friends to come and see Karen.

For them, Karen is not as simple as a star walking into a university classroom and causing students to "wow", that kind is really too low-level.

You know, this is the University of Order. Except for foreign students and exchange students, most of them are believers of Order. After they graduate, they must also work in the Religion. With all of them, it is a "system".

So this sense of substitution of "worship" and "like" will be even stronger.

…

"I'm a fool, I'm a fool, I'm a fool! Damn it, **** it, but..."

Marvalho was walking angrily down the corridor, sucking the wound on his finger, and he was going to find Karen to drink, because he was very depressed and his face was burning badly.

After being separated from Karen, he returned to the Heidrods' house.

He saw Gaspar was picking up the broken dishes, and her finger was actually cut!

He immediately stepped forward and asked her if she was in pain.

Gaspar did not speak.

Then Marvalho, in a move that he now finds most stupid in retrospect, picked up a piece of the dish, cut his own finger, and said to her:

"Ah, it's okay, it doesn't hurt too much."

Then, Gaspar looked at him with a very shocked look.

Ahhh! !

Karen is right, am I really **** insane!

Marvalho, who ran away from that house, turned into a black mist and entered the teaching building. He remembered what class Karen was taking, so he searched for the class schedule on the wall.

Finally found.

Marvalho revealed his own body from the black mist, stood at the door, and faced the conspicuous Kaka who happened to be standing in front of the podium.

Lun beckoned:

"Karen, go!"

Karen walked to the door~lightnovelpub.net~ and asked Marvalho, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's a shame, it's really a shame! You go to the bar with me now, otherwise I will be embarrassed to see her again tonight, and you don't even know what a stupid thing I did."

At this time, the female professor saw the divine robe on Marvalho standing at the door, she immediately showed shock, and exclaimed, "Master Divine Son!"

Seeing this, the other students got up and left their seats one after another. Everyone's robes were mainly black, and only a very small number of people could wear the robes trimmed with gold.

The identity of the son of **** in the **** religion is undoubtedly extremely noble, because to a certain extent, he is the incarnation of the god.

"Greetings, Lord Mikoto!"

In the classroom, all the teachers and students faced the door and bowed to Marvalho standing beside Karen.

…

The arrival of the new month is also the arrival of the new year. Xiaolong is here to wish everyone a smooth and prosperous new year, good luck and good health in the new year!