Fortunately, Green is very strict with himself, and has not been reprimanded by Per Anos several times.

At this time, this little boy, while other students were reading books enthusiastically, was the only one who was writing the page of fate, completely unaware of the gloomy anger of the mentor behind him.

What will happen?

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, the tutor knocked on the boy's desk fiercely. The boy who was writing the page of fate quickly put away his pen in fright, and turned his head to look. He didn't know what to say, his lips trembled, and the inferiority complex in his eyes became more serious.

Green noticed that the little boy wanted to put away the page of fate desperately, but was held down by the mentor with a sullen face. After the boy couldn't grab it, he was finally put away by the mentor.

With a low and cold tone, the instructor said something. Although Green couldn't understand his language, he could roughly guess the meaning of "follow me".

The little boy was frightened and desperate, as if he was eagerly looking forward to something, begging for something, but couldn't speak.

The little boy was sitting in the back row of the room, with his head down, silently following his mentor. Green frowned. Antonio was in the deepest part of the dimensional gap in Xiaoba's stomach. Why did he arrange such an illusion?

Now Xiaoba can't perceive the situation here, and Green has no choice but to ask.

Slowly, the tall tutor stopped. Green could feel the little boy's fear, but finally, the tutor stopped beside a girl who was pretending to read a book.

Green couldn't see the girl's specific appearance clearly, but he could vaguely feel that this girl should be beautiful, but contrary to his aversion and hatred for the little boy, Green had a natural liking for this girl.

The tutor said something in a low voice, but the little girl didn't know why, so she also stood up and followed the tutor and the boy out of the teaching hall.

"Hee hee hee……"

"Hahaha……"

Green was in front of the door, looking at these happy children after their mentors, boys, and girls left. They seemed to know the reason why the mentors and wizards called them away, and they were discussing with each other happily. The teaching hall of Sota Wizard Academy is far away.

Frowning, Green didn't delay any longer, and walked towards the room where the mentor brought the boys and girls just now.

"Woo woo woo..."

As soon as he entered the door, Green saw the furious instructor scolding and roaring in a low voice. The girl was crying, feeling so helpless, while the boy's face was pale and he didn't know what to do. prayer.

The instructor's expression of hating iron and steel, Green couldn't help but think that in order to rescue Lafite, he once prayed to the instructor Per Anos, which was obviously a wrong decision, and it was an act of violating the Seven Rings Tower. Per Anos also knew These, however, still agreed to Green's rescue and provided necessary help.

It is also true that during the period when Green advanced to the stigmata wizard, there was no restriction on heart disaster at all, and he directly condensed the soul of the stigmata.

At this time, the mentor's approach is likely to be completely opposite to that of Per Anos.

The instructor looked at the little boy with heartache, but chose to give the page of fate in his hand to the girl. The girl cried and tore the page of fate into pieces and discarded it. A helpless, hopeless little boy.

kindness! ?

Under Green's gaze, everything began to dissipate, and degenerated into the light of wisdom again. Everything was disappearing, retreating into the unknown darkness, but there was not a piece of paper filled with rules that seemed to be an endless world. Wen's page of fate, stay here!

This page of destiny seems to be condensed by the light of wisdom, but Green knows that it has always been there.

"Antonio, what information do you want to tell the latecomers? You are using this kind of time letter to convey it deliberately."

Green picked up the page of fate and muttered in a low voice. (To be continued.)