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Highfield suddenly turned his head and saw a familiar face. He was so scared that he almost fell to the ground, "Da …" Vice-Chancellor d'Abbs? " bsp;

When the Deputy Headmaster arrived, everyone stopped fighting. Even Ron and Khafir, who were in the midst of their fight, stopped staring at each other with their eyes bulging out.

He had always been kind to all his students, and neither Ron nor Haires had ever seen him in such a temper.

"Who started it?"

"He …"

"He …"

He was smart enough to admit that he was courting death at a time like this.

Those students got up one after another. Many of them were softly moaning on the ground, but they were also helped up by their companions.

The moment he received the notice, he immediately stormed over. He then glanced at Khafir and said, "Khafir, you are also a senior. For a senior to act like one, how is it proper for you to bully your own junior?"

"Bullying?" Since the start of the fight, Ron had been at a disadvantage, but it was not easy for him to win.

"Dean d'Abbs, I won't dare to do it again!" He was tall, a few heads taller than d'Abbs, but he was submissive before d'Abbs, and his arrogance and arrogance were gone by the evening. Even the snarling, long-toothed tiger was as obedient as a cat.

He was a water elemental Grand Magister, a master level expert. It was said that he had already half a foot into the Saint realm, otherwise, Pratz would not have asked him to be his assistant.

However, d'Abbs knew very well that he was hundreds of thousands of miles away from becoming a Saint. At his level, a breakthrough wasn't something that could be accomplished by just hard work.

He was quite satisfied with Khafir's attitude and nodded, "This time, let's forget about it. If there's a next time, I must expel you from the academy. Even if you want to solve any problems, it will have to wait until after the Ranking Tournament!"

Originally, it was common for students to fight in the academy, and the instructors would usually turn a blind eye to it. As long as they did not see it, when he took over as vice principal they would turn even more serious, and according to what he had said in his private meeting with his instructors, the students that we nurtured were not vases, regardless of whether they were willing or not, and in the future they would fight in all fields. Perhaps they would fight on the battlefield, perhaps they would fight in the forest, perhaps they would fight in the houses of the nobles, in short, if he chose to fight on the path of the strongest in his entire life.

Therefore, the first thing that he did after taking on the position of Vice Principal was to privately encourage students to fight and fight. As long as his life was not in danger, he would gently put down the students who were in trouble.

As for the reason Ron was locked up in the dungeon, it was because he had made a scene of public outrage and had nothing to do with the fight.

"I got it!" "Yes," Haires replied honestly.

"Ron, if there's nothing else, you can go back. You can bring the injured students to the academy's treatment room and have them treated by the professors …"

"Thank you, Dean d'Abbs!" Rowan saluted, and the Skeleton Bravehearts and Skeleton Mages on his back disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

"As expected, not bad!" Summoning puppets to fight, his fighting prowess is also incomparably strong. It seems like the ancient necromancy truly does live up to its name! " "That's right, Ron, go back and prepare for the ranking tournament and try to get a place in it. This is very important not only to your dorm, but to you as well …"

Dabbs pointed out to Ron just in time.

"Yes, Dean d'Abbs. will not disappoint you... "

He glanced around the room, then left without looking back. Now that he had finished, it was up to them whether to listen or not, and he was sure that even if Khafir had ten times the guts he would not dare to make a move on Ron, which he was, in fact, right.

In the end, he didn't even look at the others. It was enough to take down two leaders.

When he left, he came alone, without a mentor, and after he left, the old equipment depot was quiet again, as if he had never been there.

Ron and Khafir looked at each other in silence, their breathing barely audible, but distinct in the quiet of the equipment room.

Ron tightened his grip on the bone cane in his hand, secretly on guard. If Khafir had attacked first, he would have fought back no matter what. Being beaten was not his habit, even if it was for Dabbs' sake.

However, things did not develop as he had expected. Khafir's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but did not. After a long while, he finally managed to say, "Let's go …" As he spoke, he waved his hand and left with his men.

"Let's wait and see …" Highfield said fiercely, coming up to Ron.

"Hmph, who's afraid of who?" Aurora was not to be outdone.

"Whooosh."

Quite a few of the freshmen sat down on the ground with a thud, their legs still trembling. They did not know why they had been able to endure until now, but compared to the strength of their novice class, Hyphens was like a nightmare.

Manny patted her chest and said with fear still lingering in her heart, "This Khafir is indeed terrifying. My body is almost frozen after he cast a glance at me. My heart is still afraid now …"

"He is indeed very strong!" "I still can't beat him …"

"How could that be?" Karachi's eyes widened in surprise. "I can see that you're having a good fight with him. It doesn't look like you're getting hurt …"

In fact, he knew very well that the Soul Ring was most likely the reason why he was able to last until now. It had provided him with an almost unlimited amount of soul power, and if he took off this ring and used up all of his soul power, he would be at the mercy of others.

"Let's go back first!" Aurora said, seeing that Ron didn't seem in the mood.

Rönn nodded and instructed everyone to help the injured students up one by one. The students' injuries weren't considered heavy, they were all light, and there were almost no fatal wounds. The team he brought along already had a priest, so there was no need to go to the academy's treatment room.

… ….

"Big brother, why did you leave just like that?" On the way back to the dormitory, Hefelter asked.

Khafir coldly harrumphed, "So what if I don't leave? Dean d'Abbs has already spoken, do you want to see me expelled … "

Highfield panicked a little, "Brother, I didn't mean it that way, I just disliked that Ron …"

He thought that Ron was just a piece of trash like the other Necromancers, someone who could step on any one of them, but reality made him extremely surprised. Not only was Ron not a trash, he was also extremely strong, and he was not any weaker than his big brother. That is to say, this so-called genius that he was very proud of, was not on the same level as Ron at all.

He knew that he was no match for Ron, so he used provocative methods to provoke Frances first, and then his elder brother, Khafir. Unfortunately, they were not able to gain any advantage and he instead became the boss of the Skeleton Society.

Don't underestimate a small Skeleton Society. Ron has plenty of strength, and he is on par with Khafir. In time, the Skeleton Association's influence will grow, and its people will grow.

"Humph!" I also don't like him, but do we have a way? " "Dean d'Abbs is still protecting him..."

Khafir's wife, Misoya, thought for a moment, "I don't think Dean d'Abbs was protecting him, he only told us to stop. From his words, we are not allowed to pick a fight with him until the ranking tournament ends …"

"Ranking Tournament!" As he spoke of this, a trace of light flashed in Khafir's eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "In the ranking tournament, I must show him …"

"Ha ha!" Frances laughed from the side, "Ranking Tournament? Brother, I think you are overestimating him, right? "

Everyone looked at Frances.

As far as I know, there are only seven people in Room 302, three of which are Apprentices, one Intermediate and three more. If Aurora's strength is not mentioned, she is definitely high-level, while the last priest should be considered high-level, but you should have heard that Ranking Tournament is known as the most useless Priest in history. It is said that there is no problem when using Healing, but when using it during normal times, he has already been kicked out of several dormitories, boss said, do you think we have a chance of meeting such a team? "I don't think he'll be able to make it into the top 100 …"

"Makes sense!" "Then let's wait until the ranking tournament ends. Once the ranking tournament ends, I'll be as handsome as him …"

… ….

The next morning, just as the first ray of sunlight shone on the main gate of Baroque Academy, a figure appeared outside the door. He was dressed in the attire of a Holy Knight, with two space bags at his waist, and his hair was standing straight up, showing a slight curve on his face. The most eye-catching thing was that on his face, from his ear to the corner of his mouth, there was a long, hideous scar …

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