The stables were clean, and the smell of horse manure was almost obscured by the aroma of hay and the smell of a fragrance extracted from a plant called the flower of the horse.

The school is clean, warm, well-fed and well-slept.

It's not like I've never heard of the world outside the school, which is like a wonderland on earth.

The meaning of his birth is to transform the entire continent into a place where he can eat and drink without worrying about food and drink, and can sleep peacefully every day.

"Vincent, you said you remember what the continent was like before the Great Collapse," Alver kicked the stake in the stables and thought about how to describe the burden on his body before continuing: "If the Great Collapse has locked the terrible continent into hell, then I am the key to unlocking this lock, which is why I tell you that I am a kind of 'thing'. ”

Vincent dropped the horse brush, clapped his hands and smirked, "Oh! Is that why your eyes glow? You know this when you are brought to the office? Congratulations, your key has only been useless for eleven years." ”

"It's not something that can be covered up by unpleasant words, it's a fact!"

Vincent couldn't figure out anything for a while, remembering that Elfer used to complain about the fact that he used to speak viciously to reward others, you are fifteen years old, and he thought that this kind of thing was absolutely useful now, and immediately returned the salute to Elf. "I say, White Ghost, if I'm not mistaken, you're only eleven years old!"

"What other kid has an eleven-year-old whose eyes glow?"

"Kitty cubs. ”

"Eleven-year-old cats are already old cats. ”

"Ah, forget it!" Vincent was a little frustrated, "I mean, just because you're only eleven!" he put his hand on the top of Alver's head and compared it to his chest, "Look! You're as tall as my chest! You're so small! That's why you've been fooled by the Headmaster!"

"You don't believe me?"

"I don't believe you won't tell you that I'm a child of the High Demon Clan, although the headmaster is a good person, but in your affairs, I always feel that he has a purpose. Vincent was pointing to the door with one hand on his waist and the other, and Principal Krent was standing in the doorway.

"Let me guess, is this a secret exchange of children to prove friendship?" the headmaster looked at Alfer and Vincent disapprovingly.

"At least Elver won't trade me for money. ”

"But you're going to stop Elver. The headmaster, with his hands behind his back, smiled gloomily as he spoke, and slowly walked into the stable.

"Hey, old man! You can't kill people if you believe in a cult!" Vincent instantly remembered the rumor that the headmaster was sometimes like a cult leader......

"Aha! Great idea!" the headmaster freed one hand and released an enchantment at the door of the stables, his other still behind his back.

At this moment, Alfer also panicked, and hurriedly took a step forward to block Vincent behind him, "Headmaster, Mr. Crent, Vincent didn't mean that! Please wait a minute!"

Old Krent walked up to the two children, ignoring Elver's plea, and withdrew his other hand.

The two children could see clearly that the headmaster was holding a wooden latch in his hand.

The door of the stables was about the same length and thickness as Elver's arm.

In the next second, the old principal slammed the latch with both hands and hit Vincent's buttocks, scolding loudly and slapping him: "Little bastard! Old man, right? Old fellow, right? Cult leader, right? There is a purpose, right? Kill people, kill people, right? Little rabbit cub! Why don't you suspect that I have poisoned you when you are eating? I will let you talk nonsense! I must have beaten you today!"

Although Clent was not aimed at Elver on the surface, there was not the slightest ambiguity in the force with which the headmaster's stick fell when Alph went to pull the two of them.

For a while, chickens and dogs jumped in the stable, and the principal released the enchantment, and the two of them couldn't run out, so they could only flash and move in the stable, but how could there be so much space! When Vincent dodged, many of the sticks missed, and they clattered on the wooden boards of the horse compartment; Vincent sighed loudly and explained that it really didn't mean that, but the more he said this, the harder the headmaster hit, and finally Vincent was already crying and begging; Elph pleaded and pulled, and couldn't hold back his screaming after eating a few sticks; old Crent riveted and scolded Vinson, although he scolded and scolded him back and forth, it was just a little bastard and a little rabbit...... In the end, the headmaster couldn't move, and bent his old waist to the stable floor with the latch of the door, and he couldn't scold anymore.

In the end, all three of them collapsed in the stable tired and gasped, and except for Vincent's gasping and a few sighs, the stable was completely quiet.

Outside the stable door, there was already a crowd of teachers and students watching the excitement.

Old Crent regretted a little after the fight, but remembered that Vincent's usual performance and Alfer's recent relationship with him was not good, so he was a little angry, so he could only force himself to calm down and think about nothing.

Alfer looked at the roof of the stables, just looking for a pile of horse manure to bury himself, and the frequency of getting into trouble was too high lately.

Vincent's ouch was enough, lying on the ground and sniffing quietly.

The head of the guards, the uncle, saw that the three of them were not moving, and his voice was full of joy, urging the students, "Disperse, disperse!