Chapter 142: Dean

Since the creation god Jupiter was defeated at the hands of the demon king Angus, the four major demon clans under the command of the demon king Angus were originally ordered to jointly hold a magic academy that only the elite of the special demon clan could enter, and at first this was founded for the four major demon clans to cultivate successors in their respective clans, or to cultivate subordinates who can better serve the demon king.

As a result, the development of the magic academy itself continued to grow, and it can be said that it included the power of most of the famous magic masters, plus all kinds of extremely precious magic knowledge in the magic courtyard, and all kinds of valuable resources that could improve their own level, so that other races squeezed in like crazy.

As long as there is a little magic power in the clan, they will be sent to the selection examination of the magic house, if you are lucky enough to enter the courtyard to understand a higher level of magic power, it is immeasurable to guide the development of the entire race, and it is precisely with the golden sign of the magic house, as long as you can successfully complete your studies from the academy, you will become a hegemon-level figure in the future.

At the top of the white ivory tower in the center of this building, a room was playing through the glass ball the picture of Lin Yi and their fierce battle in the selection exam.

Directly opposite the glass ball, there was an old man with gray hair and a stooping body who was sitting on a stool and looking at the glass ball with interest.

Peculiarly, the old man's cheeks, chin, and eyebrows were obscured by a thick layer of white hair, and his true face could not be seen, and in his trembling right hand held a staff made of bone, and at the top of this staff was a horned serpent's head with a black stone in its head.

"Old fellow, one set on the surface, another set secretly. Not long ago, I swore that I wouldn't let my baby granddaughter enter the academy.,It seems that you've fallen into this pit too.,Hehe。。。 The old man sitting on the stool smiled slightly when he saw the picture of the war concubine.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, "Come in." After the old man coughed lightly a few times, he walked in from outside the door with a majestic attendant, only to see that this attendant was one meter nine tall, wearing a silver-white armor all over his body, a sword pinned to his waist, and behind him there were two treasures of different shapes.

"It's Mirdo, is there anything important?"

The squire in silver-white armor first saluted the old man respectfully, and then said, "Honorable Dean, the blood prince of the vampire clan outside the door asks to see you. ”

The old man was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then said to the attendant, "Let him in." ”

"Yes!"

After the attendant finished speaking, he walked out of the door, and after a while, he came to the old man with a middle-aged man in a black stand-up collar robe, only to see that this ordinary-looking middle-aged man was no different from ordinary humans except for his pale face.

"Lord Dean, it's too late to come and disturb you this time. ”

The middle-aged man spoke, the old man waved his hand to the attendant, and the attendant respectfully walked outside the door and closed the door by the way, leaving only the middle-aged man and the old man in the room.

"Prince Gabi, you don't need to be so polite, this time you came here for... ”

The old man was halfway through his words, pointing to the picture broadcast by the glass ball, and the middle-aged man known as the prince walked to the side and sat down, "Dear Dean, could it be that you have already practiced the magic of peeping into the heart?" The middle-aged man did not have a look of surprise on his face, but looked at the white-haired old man with a smile.

The old man stood on the staff, staggered to the middle-aged man, and then coughed lightly a few times, and seemed to have spent a great deal of effort to say clearly, "Prince Kabi... If I'm not mistaken, this is the participant?"

The old man raised his other hand and pointed at the person in the picture and said, at this time, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Prince Gabi of the vampire clan, and he never thought that the old man in front of him would eat himself to death.

Prince Jiabi knew that since the matter had been known, he no longer hid it, "It is worthy of being the man who leads the Demon Courtyard, and the intention of my side has been touched by you all at once, amazing, really powerful!"

Prince Kabi said with a clapping applaudation as he praised the old man.

"Alas, this old bone is useless, and I'm out of breath when I say a few words to you, and I'm old... It's really old. ”

The old man shook his head, and in front of Prince Jiabi, who was one meter nine tall, this old man was like a child.

"To tell you the truth, I came here this time for this, and judging by my current performance, it is decided to enter the magic courtyard. When the time comes... I hope you will always turn a blind eye. ”

Prince Gabi leaned over in front of the old man and whispered, after Prince Gabi finished speaking, he straightened up again, "Of course, as long as we can provide it here, we will do our best to meet your old requirements!"

The old man did not immediately answer Prince Kabi's question, but turned to look at the shining figure of the glass ball, "You... Do you think of this as your backyard?"

Prince Kabi felt that his body was in a different place for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his back was already wet, and the old man with a rickety body in front of him suddenly became taller, like a mountain pressing on his heart.

This sense of fear of life and death was in an instant, and Prince Kabi knew that the old man in front of him was giving himself a dismount, otherwise he would have been out of the world at that moment, "It's really worthy of being a man on the right hand of the demon king... "Prince Gabi has not tasted this kind of death for a long time, and even though he has lived for thousands of years, as a prince, he has long since forgotten the taste of death.

"There are some things that don't matter what you do outside the hospital, I can't control them. But in the courtyard, as long as you are a student of the Demon Academy, you don't want to touch them, even if your ancestors have given me a few thin noodles, you should know how to do it, right?"

Prince Gabi knew that what the old man said was true, even if his own blood ancestor came here, he had to give this dean some affection. Prince Gabi stood up and saluted the old man in front of him awkwardly, and then walked out of the room.

The white-haired old man saw Prince Jiabi's unwilling look, came to the window with a cane, shook his head and sighed, and said, "This group of juniors who don't know the height of the sky dare to come here, it seems that the moths in the academy are going to be cleaned up... ”