Chapter 47 The Fake Santa Claus of Christmas

"Yes, then I'm Zhao Jie's boss, in other words, your boss's boss, as long as I give an order-"

"I'm not going to help you bully people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

“！！”

No, even if you stare at me like that, I won't help you.

"Captain Chartia too, for the sake of Zhao Jie's life in the Federation, I think it's better not to quarrel with Lin Xi now."

"Even Olivia said that?"

I don't know when Olivia began to call the president by his first name.

It seems that she is not as incompatible with the president as she used to be, after all, in her eyes, the president is no longer the Lucy who only fought against herself as an elemental.

However, Chartia could not let go.

"Really, Olivia, which side are you on?"

"It's not a question of which side you're on, the most important thing now is to ensure Zhao Jie's survival.

Captain Chartia, no matter how you say it, you are also my former boss, and I will be embarrassed if you cause too much trouble to Zhao Jie. ”

"How-"

Chartia suddenly collapsed on the ground as if she had been struck.

"Master, am I in trouble?"

"Truth be told, yes."

"Hmm!"

Chartia cried and hugged my legs.

"Hey, don't do that in broad daylight."

But as if she hadn't heard, she wiped snot on my pants.

Because it's a celestial clan, if she really wants to hug me, I can't get rid of her at all, and it's troublesome-

Having said that, this kind of indifference to time, place, and shame, because of the ups and downs of feelings, the fact that she dares to do anything is the most troublesome thing for Chartia.

It took a lot of time to calm Chartia after that.

……

As the days go by, the country doesn't celebrate Christmas, but every year businesses still use it as a gimmick to get in the Christmas spirit.

There are also more and more pedestrians on the streets, taking advantage of the sale to eat out and buy a few clothes, and then make a date with the girl, there is no shortage of such cash in this city.

Some of my classmates have joined the ranks, and some are more concerned about their final exam scores than about Christmas.

But for me, if I want to care about these two things, I have to find a way to survive until Christmas.

According to Olivia, her mission is for a month, and if she fails to kill me and bring the key back to the Magister camp after a month, the Magister will hunt me down on a large scale.

And the Elementalists will fight with the Magus for my ownership, and no matter who wins or loses, I have no chance of surviving.

And everything I've done so far has been to keep myself alive.

For me, it's like I'm holding a countdown watch, and when that watch reaches a certain point, I have to face the biggest test of my life.

For this reason, I didn't dare to relax for a moment, and I went to Wu Ye for training every day, and now a week has passed, and I have already adapted to that kind of deadly training.

But I still overlooked one problem.

Is this pocket watch on time?

As always, I walked out of the school gate with the president, but—

"Be careful!"

The president immediately threw me into the grass on the side of the road.

In terms of size, although the president is tall among girls, he is far inferior to me, but this pounce is like a cheetah that pounces on its prey, so I pounce with her body without resistance.

In fact, the president's body is as soft as a feline, and I know she can't be trying to do something discordant to me, but I always feel like I'm taking advantage of her right now.

But then again, what exactly does the president mean by "be careful"?

She pounced on me, and there didn't seem to be any danger to attack, and even if there were, I wouldn't be slow enough to need to pounce on me if I did.

Just being thrown into the grass by the president of the school's first beauty, I attracted a few onlookers from school, which was so conspicuous that I, a student who has been a transparent person at school, didn't know what to do.

"President, what the hell is going on?"

Hearing my voice, she moved away.

But as soon as I sat up, she grabbed my hand.

"There are two people at the school gate, who seem to have been sent by the Magister." She said.

The president would never joke about such a thing, and I immediately became alarmed.

"It's 5 days before Olivia said so, did the Magister take action in advance?"

"I don't rule it out." The president said. "It's a 30-day deadline, but that's the deadline for Olivia's mission, in other words, if the Magus already knows that Olivia and their mission has failed, there's no need to wait until 30 days have passed to start working."

When the president said this, I understood.

Olivia said that the task of chasing me down is still in charge of a small group of members including Olivia in the Magister for the time being.

Olivia seems to be calling Chartia "Captain", as if Chartia is the person in charge of me.

It would be nice if Olivia was missing alone, even the head of the mage would be missing, and the higher-ups of the Magister would not be able to ignore it.

It took a week for the Magus to appear, and the Magister's reaction wasn't quick at all.

With this in mind, I immediately brought a cyan mask from my bag.

With this mask, I won't be noticed by ordinary people, and like a servant, I won't make a sound with objects that come into direct contact.

In addition, I am not a magician, and I will not be perceived by other magicians, so as long as I don't directly enter the other party's line of sight, I won't be discovered.

I was used to wearing this mask to carry out all kinds of actions with Wu Ye, and I took two or three steps to the bottom of a tree, and gently touched the trunk and climbed up.

Even though it's winter, dead branches on trees can still be effective shelter.

Looking out of the school gate from the tree, as the president had said, I saw two suspicious people, but—

I thought that the Magister who came to hunt me down would wear a black trench coat and this decent sunglasses like a serious killer, but these two were not.

One of them was a strong man more than two meters tall with a big waist and a round waist, wearing black trousers and a black tank top, yes, he was wearing a tank top even though it was winter, and he looked like a rampant.

And on his head, for some reason, he wears a reindeer hat.

The other was a short man at the waist, wearing a red leather jacket and a red and white-brimmed hat, dressed like Santa Claus, with a white beard sticking to his mouth.

But judging from her slightly bulging chest and smooth and fair side face, no matter how you look at it, it's a Lori Santa Claus.

"Those two are from the Magister's camp?"

"That's right, although it looks a little weird, but the appearance of a mage in human society doesn't seem strange."