The hall of the university fell silent for a moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An eerie atmosphere hangs over the place.

Faces with disbelief written on them looked at the last row of the thirteenth arrondissement.

A moment later.

- Boiling.

"Did you just happen..."

Someone swallowed in disbelief.

"Nonsense! Russell actually suppressed Tyrone with his strength! ”

"Tyrone's arms are completely deformed, and he's vomiting a lot of blood!"

"He... Is he really Russell?! ”

"That Tyrone actually apologized!"

“……”

"What are you doing?"

"Yaofa Hall, no noise!"

The leaders of the academy who attended the monthly meeting entered one after another from the other side, and the first to walk in was an old man with a big beard, who heard the heated voice, and immediately sensed that something was wrong and shouted to stop it.

The old man was obviously very authoritative among the students, and as soon as he spoke, the scene was immediately controlled and quieted, but everyone's eyes were still not taken away.

He looked at the focus of his gaze, his face darkened, and he walked quickly.

Just looking at his movement speed, you won't feel a little old about him, this man is a typical person who is resolute. He holds a position similar to the inspector general in the academy, and his temper is very hot, although the school adopts free-range teaching, but that is the whole, there will always be exceptions, and the person in front of him is, he belongs to the faculty of the academy who is particularly wide in management, and likes to intervene in everything.

"Stop!"

He watched Russell completely subdue Tyrone, looked at the blood and teeth scattered on the ground, and scolded angrily.

Russell faded his smile, glanced at him, nodded, and then lifted Tyrone's whole person to the ground, and said in disgust:

"Get out!"

"Director Sheriel."

After doing this, Russell looked at the old man who was walking towards him, and bowed slightly to show respect. This was the rule of the academy when facing the teacher, and the memories of Cheryl surfaced, which also made Russell feel that the other party was indeed worthy of his respect.

Without him, this is one of the few people in the college who is really interested in running a school.

"You did this?"

Cherier walked up to Russell and stared at him closely.

"As you can see."

Russell shrugged, not caring about the oppressive look in the other party's eyes.

Seeing Russell's indifferent look, Cheryl's temper attacked, he was furious, raised his voice sharply, and roared:

"Don't you know this is the Yaofa Hall?!"

"How dare you fight here?!"

"You're doing it so cruelly!"

Hair dryer...

Russell was sprayed in the face by him, but he was not angry, he said softly: "I know." ”

"I knew this was the Hall of Yaofa, so I didn't use any spells."

"That's why this person can stay here intact."

As he spoke, he pointed to Tyrone, who was leaning against his side and clutching his arm, unable to get up.

Russell is a reasonable man who is willing to play by the rules, after all, people need not only self-control, but also external constraints.

The rules only said that the use of spells was forbidden in the Yaofa Hall, but not that it was forbidden to fight, and he did not violate the rules. As long as it is within the scope of the rules, then he occupies a "reason" word, and he can be justified all over the world.

"So, if you weren't here, you'd be ready to kill?"

Cheriel laughed angrily.

"I didn't say that."

As a less determined modest, vague and ambiguous speech is also Russell's usual method, and he is also good at pretending to be garlic.

Cheryl was silent, he was stuck.

Continuing to pursue?

They did follow the rules, and here, he couldn't feel any magic remnants and elemental fluctuations.

Not pursued?

If it is not punished, the phenomenon of student private fighting will only become more serious, and it will become more difficult to control, and the school spirit and discipline will become an ornament, where is the face of the college?

If Russell really kills someone here, the situation will be very easy to deal with, just abolish the magic and kick out of the academy, the academy has zero tolerance for this aspect. But what's going on now? It's like a fish bone stuck in the throat, it's not a big deal, but it's really serious and a big problem that can be fatal, and it's tricky to deal with.

He controls the undefined "supervision" authority at the school, so he has a detailed understanding of all aspects of the college's rules and regulations, and because the terms of reference are not clear, he is lenient, and he is happy to do so, and he has never wronged anyone.

Cheryl knew that Tyrone, this student relied on his strength, often overbearing, bullying others, and did a lot of bad things, he had been taught many times, but he did not change his teachings, due to many resistances, checks and balances, and Tyrone has not committed any major crimes, so he can't expel him directly.

As for Russell, frankly he didn't have any impression of him in the past, but recently information about Russell has spread all over the top of the college, and unlike the rumors of the student body, they have the most authentic and credible first-hand information, so it is difficult for him to know that Russell is such a student, after all, Russell has done such a big thing. Replaced by the previous Russell, honest and low-key, a responsible person, no criminal record, he can judge with his knees who took the initiative to provoke the trouble here, and he will definitely not criticize him.

But the meritorious Russell in front of him is completely different, and someone even cried to him last night that he was beaten, and the perpetrator was Russell.

So he can't take everything for granted.

The merits and demerits do not offset each other, and the wrong is wrong.

Cherier took a deep breath and made a judgment:

"In any case, this is also a non-combat area, and although you have not violated the rules of this Yaofa Hall, you have violated the school rules - private fights are prohibited. The academy expressly prohibits students from fighting outside of the magic training ground and the battle hall, and battles in other areas are regarded as private fights. ”

Seeing that the principal and other leaders were already in place, he didn't want to delay the monthly meeting, so he directly decided on this matter.

He said in a deep voice: "I don't know the ins and outs of this matter yet, and after I understand what happened in detail at the end of today's monthly meeting, I will give you a specific punishment notice." In any case, you are a direct participant in the event, and no matter what role you play in it, the punishment will not run away. ”

"Any comments?"

"Fair enough, I'm okay with that."

Russell was very satisfied with his judgment, and his heart was worthy of being an iron-fisted director who claimed not to wronged anyone. He didn't damage the college's property, let alone hurt anyone's life, but if it was judged to be a private fight, it was just reasonable. In this way, he can only be locked up in a confinement room for a few days, fined some money, or go to the magic field to be a sparring partner for a few days, which is not a problem.

"See what?"

Cherier's chest rose and fell, his anger was not calm, and when he saw that many people in other areas were looking at this side with their necks crossed, and even stood up, he was furious, "Sit down for me!" Do you want me to teach you what to do at the monthly meeting?! ”

Everyone immediately turned around and sat down, and the pace was surprisingly consistent.

"Humph!"

He glared at Russell and walked away angrily. Although he made the most just judgment by reason, he was very dissatisfied with Russell's behavior of taking advantage of the rules, and classified him as a slick student.

Really spiritual.

Seeing the old man's back in the front row after blowing his beard and glaring at him, Russell laughed in his heart and sat down again.