The voice is a little sharp and harsh.

Jason turned his head and saw a girl with two retinues.

The girl was wearing the school uniform of St. Mungo's college, with an average face, towering cheekbones, and triangular eyes, and was staring at the Thai flute at this time, while the two attendants behind the other party were tall and big, even if they were wearing suits, they couldn't hide the knotted muscles, and their bodies exuded a faint atmosphere that no one should enter.

It is clear that these two retinues are acting as bodyguards.

Moreover, it is very qualified.

At least, Jason could clearly feel that these two people had a fierce aura beyond ordinary people.

Similarly, the two bodyguards can also detect Jason's extraordinary.

The two stared at Jason intensely.

Jason's indifferent look made the two of them more stressed.

Almost involuntarily, he put his hand on his waist.

"What are you going to do?"

Edward walked over with his shoulders crossed and showed his police ID card directly.

When the two bodyguards saw the police ID card in Edward's hand, their faces changed again.

The two glanced at each other, and after putting their hands down, one of them stepped forward and whispered to the mean-looking girl in front of him.

The mean-looking girl frowned at first.

However, that disdain was immediately restored.

"Since you're Deputy Director Edward?"

"So you're the Jason in the newspaper?"

"I don't know what Mr. Jason is good at, how did he become a student council advisor?"

The mean-looking girl withdrew her resentful gaze from the student council president and turned to look at Jason.

Jason could clearly feel the faint hatred in it.

And he was seeing each other for the first time.

There is no doubt that the other party transferred his resentment towards the female student council president to him.

As for why?

Where there are people, there is fighting.

Fights arise either because of interests or because of differences in philosophy.

Or both.

It does not change because of environmental factors, nor does it change because of the number of people, and such struggles persist in any environment where there is an artificial plural.

The girl in front of me and the female student councillor have a fight.

He?

Naturally, they were implicated

The female pastry chef trotted to her side and explained in a low voice:

"She is the youngest daughter of the Under Armour family, and she once ran for student president with Teddy, and then, by a huge number of votes, she lost the election, and then, from time to time, she came to trouble Teddy."

"Be careful, this man is insidious."

The female pastry chef reminded Jason.

Jason doesn't want to get involved in the fight between the two little girls.

However, he is already an instructor in the student council.

Such intervention is inevitable.

Resigning?

Extra meals!

What should I do if I can't eat the extra meal made by the cooking teacher at St. Mungo's College?

And the salary!

He needed his salary to pay the female pastry chef's rent and the occasional meal.

So, after nodding his head, Jason looked at the mean-faced girl and replied, "Fighting, shooting, equestrianism, and cooking." ”

This is what Jason explained to your female student council president that he is good at.

At this time, nature will not change.

"Oh?"

"I thought it was a crime."

"After all, you've been in the newspaper because of your ability to solve crimes, and the rest?"

"I don't know."

The words in the mouth of the mean-faced Under Armour had an honorific title, but the tone was more and more mean, and her words made the members of the student council frown.

"Under Armour, this is the student council's training ground."

"Please leave."

The female student council president scolded, leaving no affection.

They had already fought several times, and there was no need to show affection.

"Leave?"

"Of course I'll leave."

"Before I leave, though, I need to make sure if you're abusing your power."

As he spoke, the mean-looking Under Armour pointed at Jason.

"He, I doubt his ability to be a student council instructor!"

"Unless he proves that he can do what he says is martial arts, shooting, equestrianism and cooking."

"Otherwise......"

"I would choose to object directly to the dean."

Under Armour didn't budge.

"Why do I have to prove it to you?"

"If you want to go to the dean to raise an objection, you can just go."

"I'm sure my uncle will treat me fairly."

The female student council president replied.

"What if your uncle is the dean?"

"St. Mungo's College has a board of trustees, and my Under Armour family has a place."

Under Armour was like a cat with its tail stepped on, and suddenly became angry.

"Under Armour always thought that she lost the race to Tydi because Tydi's uncle was the dean of St. Mungo—but she never thought that she might be chosen for her domineering appearance."

The female pastry chef whispered.

At this time, Under Armour seemed to have lost his mind.

directly took off his gloves and slammed them in front of the female student council.

"Duel!"

"I'm going to duel with you!"

Under Armour roared.

"Huh."

"New Virtue City regulations, duels are forbidden."

Teddy chuckled.

"Coward!"

Under Armour stared at Tydi viciously, and then, as if venting, yelled at Jason: "You are the same, rely on her to obtain the qualification of a teacher, and never want to get the true approval of St. Mungo, you will always watch others get rewarded on the 1st, 15th, and 30th, and you can only be pointed at." ”

With that, Under Armour turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait."

"Are the rewards you said about the 1st, 15th, and 30th getting extra meals?"

Jason said suddenly.

"Extra food?"

"That's just insignificant, it's really ......"

"How do you want me to prove it?"

Under Armour was about to say something, but was directly interrupted by Jason.

The mean-looking girl was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"I don't need you to seal the four disciplines of martial arts, shooting, equestrianism and cooking."

"You just need to prove one of them."

"If you dare, go to the second arena!"

Under Armour didn't stop this time, turned and left.

Jason turned his head to look at the student council president.

"Where's Arena No. 2?"

"On the old campus."

"But, Mr. Jason......"

"Lead the way."

Jason interrupted the student council president and said very dryly.

It's just a one-time confirmation.

How important is it to add food.

Looking at the determined Jason, the student council president frowned, and in the end, chose to compromise.

She motioned for Jason to come with her.

The female pastry chef and Edward naturally followed.

The members of the student council followed.

They made their way through the horse farm towards the depths of St. Mungo's Academy.

After walking for about 20 minutes, through a pine forest, a large deep pit appeared.

"This is the second arena."

Said the female student council president.

Jason looked at the so-called 'Second Arena', and the pit in front of him didn't look like it was specially built, but like it had been remodeled and rested in some way.

Because, at the bottom of the pit, Jason saw only the aquatic plants that grew at the bottom of the lake.

Although it dried up.

But Jason can confirm that it is indeed aquatic weeds.

"Was it a lake before?"

"The lake was drained and the so-called 'second arena' was built?"

"You can drain the lake, so why not build a new one?"

Jason thought.

With the current level of technology in the dungeon world, it is not a small project to drain the water in such a large lake.

The cost is even greater.

With such a cost, it is far better to rebuild.

As he pondered, Jason continued to look around.

Unlike the previous dense vegetation, there are no plants here, and the ground is compacted with loess all around, which is very simple.

The group came in the direction of the second arena, and they could clearly see the scene below.

The square stone floor was sturdy and solid, and a large cage covered with black cloth was placed in the middle of the arena.

A roar rang out from the cage.

The mean lady of the Under Armour family was standing on the other side of the arena with an entourage.

After seeing Jason coming over, the other party immediately said:

"Which one do you want to choose?"

"Whichever one you affirm, it has to do with what's below."

"Of course, you can also choose to give up."

A malicious smile appeared on the other party's face.

Then, the other party waved his hand.

Another attendant standing in the arena immediately ripped off the black cloth.

Suddenly, a louder roar sounded accompanied by exclamations.

"Bear!"

"It's a bear!"

"Under Armour, you're too much!"

"How can a man beat a bear?"

The student council members spoke out against Under Armour.

The mean young lady sneered.

"Can't beat a bear?"

"That only proves that he is too weak!"

"How can such a person become an instructor in the student union?"

"And ......"

"I didn't say it was bare-handed?"

"Isn't Mr. Jason good at shooting?"

"He can use a gun!"

Under Armour snorted again as he spoke.

This attitude angered the student council members.

Even the good-natured female pastry chef frowned.

Edward glared at the other party even more.

He knows very well that an ordinary small-caliber gun is not fatal to a bear, but will provoke a bear, and in the face of a bear that is injured to the point of madness, anyone will probably be torn apart!

Especially the bear in front of you.

Huge size.

Even in the cage, there is no restraint at all, on the contrary, more and more rage.

"Jason, you ......"

Edward subconsciously reminded his friend.

However, when I turned around, I realized that my friend who was still by my side just now was long gone.

"Look down!"

A student from the student council exclaimed.

Everyone looked.

I saw that Jason had already appeared in the arena below at some point.

When the attendant saw Jason appear, he turned his head to look at the person he was serving.

The youngest daughter of the Under Armour family had a touch of cruelty on her face and waved her hand without hesitation.

Immediately, the attendant ran up the passage.

He was holding a rope in his hand.

When he ran into the passage and closed the door, he tugged on the rope.

Bang dang!

The latch that locked the cage was dragged to the ground.

Roar!

The black bear in the cage crashed through the latchless fence and rushed out of the cage.

It was free, and instinctively it roared.

Then, he had to subconsciously rush to Jason.

However, when it got a little closer, when it looked up, it saw a pair of hungry, oppressive eyes......

Inexplicably, it felt cold in its heart.