As one of the honorary vice presidents of Bison College, Tris is relatively familiar with the rumors of Maisel. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Maisel was proficient at crafting the Eighth-Order Holy Emblem, and her crowning achievement was that she had created a set of three components.

And with the help of Dean Kavin, he successfully made a ninth-level holy pattern.

Maybe that ninth-level holy pattern was just an accident, and it had to be assisted by Kaven to succeed.

But according to the standards of the Canolan Continent, Maisel is already qualified to be called a 'Rank 9 Stigmata Master'.

What's more, what people like Tris really care about is the set of holy patterns created by Mexiel. That's the most horrifying.

Although it has only three pieces, not five.

Maisel stood on the high platform, her gorgeous face was full of arrogance, her figure was slender and tall, her chest was towering, and her long wavy golden hair was really dazzling, and it instantly took the hearts of countless teenagers and girls.

Maisel has a smile and a smile, fully interpreting the charm of a mature woman.

When she opened her mouth to speak, the two huge white rabbits on her chest floated with them, like the waves of the sea, and the eyes of countless people couldn't take them off after staring at them.

"Wow, is this our dean? So young. An honest teenager said.

"Hehe, blessed, I hope she can teach us herself."

"Cut, don't be delusional, I heard that she is a ninth-level great magician, and she is also a ninth-level great saint streak!"

"Oh my God." A series of gasps.

The ninth-level Stigmata Master, with the full strength to speak directly with the kings of small countries, represents a huge force in their own right, with countless followers.

Even a cold young man like Inke had his eyes full of heat.

A strong and beautiful woman is more likely to become a goddess in everyone's mind.

But... You can look at it from a distance, but you can't play with it.

Annoying the ninth-level Stigmata Master, her hordes of followers can overwhelm you without Mexiel doing it herself.

Of all the people present, only a few people, such as Tris and Darcher, knew about Maisel's other identity.

She is the future daughter-in-law of the legend of the kingdom of Marty, Calvin Bisen.

If Mexiel doesn't leave Bekaa City, Darcher's ambitions will be ruined, unless he can get some opportunities in the heart of the Warcraft Forest and advance to the Holy Rank.

Behind the dazzling Mexiel, five white-robed elders lined up neatly, followed by ten examiners.

Their aura was as vast as the sea, and each of them was above level seven.

Old Marin shook his head and sighed, "Maybe in the eyes of Bison Academy, we nobles are the same as dirt buns." ”

On the high platform, the waiter bent his waist very respectfully, holding a piece of paper in both hands and handing it to Mexiel.

Maisel glanced lazily at it, stretched out two slender fingers with red nail polish, and clipped them over.

She said boredly, "Hmm... As for it, the examination ceremony is over. ”

Although Mexiel had a casual attitude and regarded this ceremony as child's play, the elders behind him did not dare to complain in the slightest.

Many people who didn't know Mesiel's true identity were shocked when they saw this scene. Among those elders, there were many eighth-level powerhouses, and even they were all respectful, let alone themselves and others?

As a result, the square became silent, and only Maisel was left lazily playing with her hair.

"This year's candidates can be rubbish." She spoke in a startling, casual voice.

The atmosphere in the room became extremely awkward, and even though Maisel sneered mercilessly, no one dared to answer her words.

The people of Bison College have always boasted of their status as kings, and they don't look down on Bekaa City at all. The veins on Darcher's forehead were throbbing, and he hung his head vigorously to prevent Mexiel from seeing his expression.

The power of one person pressed the entire Bekaa City to surrender, and there was no opposition to half of it.

Although there is a layer of Calvin Bisen inside, the majesty of the ninth-level Great Saint Stigmata Master can be seen.

Richard was fascinated, and in his subconscious, he belonged to the earthlings and had nothing to do with Becca City, so he only felt that Maisel was domineering, and at the same time, he was a little more impressed by the transcendent status of the Stigmata.

If nothing else, if Maisel on the stage was just an ordinary ninth-level magician, or a warrior, she would definitely not be able to control the scene.

God knows how many followers there are behind her.

At this time, the elders of the Bison Academy, if they knew what everyone was thinking, they would definitely smile bitterly.

Because Maiselle... She doesn't have a single follower.

In her own words: 'I don't need followers because they don't qualify. ’

Maisel cleared her throat, finally getting serious. She read according to what was written on the paper: "This enrollment ceremony of Bison College recruited a total of 98 new students, including 9 with excellent treatment and 89 with ordinary treatment. ”

"Here, I, Maisier, as the dean of Bison College, wish you all the best in the next three years."

Reading this, Maisier frowned, clutched the manuscript in a ball, and threw it on the ground as if it were garbage.

This action frightened the waiter's face blue, and the thin eyelids of the elders trembled, but they didn't dare to speak angrily, and they all held back in their hearts.

Maisel yawned and said with interest: "That's it, the admissions ceremony is over, if you have any questions, just go to someone else, I don't have time to accompany you." ”

With that, the titular supreme leader of Bison College turned away, leaving a man staring dryly.

Darcher said sluggishly, "This... This is an annual admissions ceremony! ”

The elders on the stage had already blown up their hair, and an old man stopped in front of her bitterly, and the old man's face wrinkled into a ball, and pleaded: "Your Excellency, you can do well, so you can finish this ceremony." ”

Maisel snorted: "I don't care who I love." ”

The power of the ninth-level great magician came out through his body, pressing the old man back again and again, and they could only watch helplessly as Mexiel drifted away.

The hard block can definitely be stopped, the problem is that they all know that there is Calvin Bissen standing behind Mexiel!

In desperation, the old man had to come out to play a round game, and said a few words to soothe everyone's emotions, and it was best to finally end after a 'assessment ceremony is over'.

Although the ceremony was a big oolong, instead of despising Bison Academy, they were secretly vigilant.

That woman's origin is very likely to be heaven-shattering, otherwise how can she suppress all the elders to bow their heads?

A person was separated from the examiners, he walked up to the examinee, and said in a cold voice: "There will be a carriage from the academy to pull you in a while, and you are all waiting here quietly." ”

They were still basking in the aftermath of Mesiel's majesty, and they didn't come back to their senses until the examiner's voice sounded.

It seems that I will not be able to move freely for a short time. Richard glanced at Wiener's back from afar, and a cold light flashed across his face.

He's going to have to find a way to get out tonight!