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This person was Mo Klin, from the same dorm as Shayakadina. He was dressed in the casual attire of a Holy Knight, standing casually at the same place. He gave off an aura as unmoving as a mountain.

Compared to the ranking tournament, the so-called number one Saint Knight of the Baroque Academy, Mo Klin, was more about overall strength. It was not that he was the strongest in terms of individual strength, but in fact, when his strength reached the levels of Mo Klin and Khafir [1], the gap between them was extremely subtle. bsp;

"Mo Klin, you're finally back! I thought you weren't coming back! "

He immediately came out from behind his desk, took his hand, and reproached, "Where have you been all this time? It's been so long since the start of school … "

"Yo, your strength seems to have increased quite a bit. Not bad, not bad. It seems like this year's first place in the Academy Ranking Tournament will definitely belong to your dorm."

"It wasn't all because of me that our dorm got first place last time. As for this year's Ranking Tournament, experts are as numerous as the clouds. Honestly speaking, I'm not confident either!"

Naturally, he was extremely enthusiastic about Baroque Academy's genius, Dabbs. It had to be said that Moklin had brought back quite a bit of reputation for the academy.

He enthusiastically invited Mo Klin to sit down and personally poured a cup of water. "You just returned and have not completed the procedures for entering the academy yet, so I'll get someone to do it for you. As for the tuition fees, hehe, I'll do it according to the old rules of the year.

"Then I'll have to trouble Dean d'Abbs!" Mecklin said politely.

They chatted for a while longer, both of them talking about the academy and the like, both of them having very good discussions.

"By the way, Dean d'Abbs, is there a new student at our college this year, Ron?"

He wondered why he was mentioned, but he had no intention of hiding it from Mo Klin. After all, once he returned to the academy, they would get to know each other sooner or later, so he nodded and said, "Yes, there's this person! What's wrong? You had a grudge with him? "

Ron was a nuisance, he thought, having first fought with Khafir and now with Merklin.

Merklin shook his head. "No!"

He took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, then said, "Dean d'Abbs, I have a presumptuous request!"

"Speak!" "If you have any requests, please do not hesitate to mention it. An outstanding student like you, it's only right for our academy to relax some of its requirements. As long as the academy is able to accomplish it …"

Macklin smiled. "That's easy, Dean d'Abbs, and I hope you'll let me have Ron. Hey! It can also be said that they will be handed over to the Holy Church! "

"What?" "Hand Ron over to the Holy See?"

"Yes!" He calmly looked at d'Abbs, "Hand it over to the Holy Church, Dean d'Abbs. You can understand that this is a transaction. You can make any request you want, as long as the Holy Church is able to fulfill it …" Mokelin was confident of this, and he was sure that he could persuade Vice President d'Abbs.

He pondered for a moment, then asked, "Did the Holy Church call you here?" What did he give you? for you to be a lobbyist? "

"No!" "I don't want to hide this from you, Dean d'Abbs. The reason I came back so late was because I joined the Holy Church …"

"What?" His original intention was to keep this outstanding academy as a teacher. If he were to break through to the teacher level, he should be close to it now. However, he did not expect him to join the Holy Church.

"Yes!" He took a sip of his tea, then raised his head and smiled, "Dean d'Abbs, I have not only joined the Holy Church, but I have also become the Holy Son of the Holy See. Therefore, I can now speak up for the Holy Church regarding Ron... "Name your price..."

Mecklin waited with all his heart for the offer from d'Abbs. In his opinion, Ron was just a student, and wouldn't be of much use to the Institute. As long as he was given enough benefits, the Institute had no reason not to let him go.

"Mo Klin, you joined the Holy Church and became a Holy Son. This means that your future is limitless. It is not impossible for you to become a pope one day. As your mentor, I should be happy for you, but..."

"Sorry, I can't agree to Ron's request …"

"Ah —" Merklin's eyes widened. He had thought of any possibility before, offered all sorts of outrageous conditions, but he had not expected that d'Abbs would refuse, for no reason at all.

Why? Ron was just a student. He stood up. "Dean d'Abbs, please consider carefully..."

"There's no need to consider it further!" "It's not just my intention, it's also the principal's intention. Ron is a student of our academy, no matter what mistakes he has committed, it's impossible for me to hand my student over to the Holy Church. I can tell you clearly now, there's no room for negotiation, no room at all!"

"Mo Klin, you are the Holy Son of the Holy Church. You are also a student of the academy. There's no point in continuing to talk about this matter. If there's nothing else, please go back!"

A look of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He moved his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately did not. He bowed slightly, "In that case, Dean d'Abbs, I will take my leave first!"

He closed the door quietly and went down the stairs.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "You are right. The Holy Church came looking for us. It seems that the allure of the ancient necromancers is really great."

… ….

"Mo Klin is back!" This news spread like the wind throughout the whole academy. When Merlin returned to his dorm, many people who knew him were pointing at him, their faces filled with respect.

Experts were respected wherever they went.

An independent small apartment, which was the treatment given to the best students by the college. There was a dorm room in Haiphir, and naturally Mokelin was no exception.

She once loved him very much, and it could be said that she loved him to the bones. She had made many confessions about this, but it was a pity that he was not moved. He loved her.

"It's you, Shaya! Long time no see!" Merklin smiled, greeting him. The scars on his face twisted like earthworms, making his smile look extremely sinister.

Shaya frowned when he asked about Cardina. She pursed her lips and said, "You only know about Cardina, you've forgotten about me!"

"How?" "I've often thought of you during this time!"

"He's lying!" Shaya blushed. Although she knew Mo Kailin was lying, she still felt a sense of joy in her heart.

"Cardina just left for a while, she should be back soon!"

"Oh!" Mo Klin nodded, his eyes burning with passion. This scene was caught by Shaya, and she felt ashamed and disappointed, "In his heart, he still doesn't have me. Why should I keep waiting?" She was scared by her own thoughts, but suddenly, the image of a person appeared in her mind.

A short bone cane was in his hand, and a trace of stubbornness could be seen on his childish face.

"I... Why would I think of him? " Shaya's face turned red all the way to her ears, and her heart was thumping hard.

Mo Klin did not see the look on Shaya's face and casually said, "That's right, Shaya, your strength has increased again. It seems like we can still maintain first place in this year's Ranking Tournament …"

Without a reply, Shaya walked away in silence. Moklin shrugged his shoulders and didn't comment. He went to the window and looked at the beautiful garden under the apartment with a slight smirk on his face.

"Ron, the purpose of my return this time is to bring you back to the Holy Church's Hyjal Mountain to be judged. If that doesn't work, I will kill you on the spot. No matter what, on the continent of Noah, there must not be any ancient necromancers. The ranking tournament will be your death date."

There was a grin on his face.

… ….

After a busy day, the sky had finally turned dark. After dinner, the students returned to their dormitories in groups of twos and threes. They went back to their dorms to read diligently, cultivate, play cards, gamble, play games, and even some people would go to bed early.

Room 302 was brightly lit. Ron, Aurora, Manny, Kydd, Rancy, Lantern, and Kara Qi were huddled together in the hall, discussing something. There were only about ten days left before the Academy Ranking Tournament was about to be held.

At this moment, he saw Fatty Kydd stand up in excitement, his hand full of fat swung, something "pa" "pa" "-- something was thrown onto the table with a crisp sound.

Fatty gritted his teeth and said, "This is my entire fortune, 50,000 gold coins. All of them are here. I will donate them all."

"If I don't succeed this time, I'll die …" Fatty's eyes were blood-red. He waved his arm, and with an excited expression, he said, "For the ranking tournament, we must obtain good results!" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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