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What rank is Headmaster August?

Can suppress the mentor of Antonio, who is a sword master, and there is no way to get out?

Therefore, Han Qi felt that there might not be the highest, only higher.

That's why he didn't ask about the specifics.

Because he slowly felt that he had passed various battles at this time, although he was busy with a lot of things every day, but in terms of vague combat power, his internal strength and moves had also broken through and increased.

It's just not as big as it started out by leaps and bounds.

He thought that maybe the internal strength and internal force martial arts in this world might not have something in the form of the forbidden spell of the Sword Saint's realm law god.

But he thinks that one day, if he keeps moving forward, he will reach the level of the Sword Saint Law God.

It's still not even the end.

Otherwise, how did humans evolve?

It doesn't matter which plane it is.

He was looking forward to it.

At the same time, he also subconsciously put aside force after understanding the situation of the outcast in the God-given continent. I always feel that the problem of outcasts cannot be solved by force.

That's right, and it's very true.

However, this does not mean that force is useless.

Antithesis.

When the internal strength of martial arts can also reach the level of the sword saint and the god of law and even continue to move forward, it will lead the outcast to change the status quo and even rise slowly and stand at the peak......

Then he was washed by the sparkling gaze, and his soul was knocked back into the mortal dust.

"Ahem...... That one...... The squad leader is also there. ”

For example, at this time, Han Qi knocked lightly on the door and heard a sound entering, and the first thing he saw was not Mentor St. John, but those sparkling eyes. Coughed lightly and nodded in greeting, avoiding the gaze.

If you have a clear conscience, you are not afraid of being washed.

Whether it is against Auguste or Eve, Jelina Han Qi has never felt the slightest guilt.

But to St. John's Mentor, he came to apologize.

Because he felt very guilty about him.

"It's coming. ”

Liang Jingjing didn't speak, but Tutor St. John looked at Han Qi very calmly and motioned for him to come in.

Han Qi saluted with one hand and hugged the little short body, at least looking at the appearance of Mentor St. John at this time, it was not the burden and world-weary mood that he had squatted down at the gate of Han Qi's courtyard before.

"Uncle St. John...... I'll go first. ”

Sugree stood up and saluted, and was about to leave.

Han Qi smiled and teased the little short body.

Instead, Mentor St. John got up and said, "Don't you want to go to the banquet?

Flying String Sugray paused, shook her head and said, "Just go." ”

"Are you hiding from a banquet?"

Han Qi turned his head in surprise and looked at Flying String Sugree, who looked at him brightly and didn't speak.

"Hey, don't be so naïve, okay?"

Han Qi sighed and stood up with a smile: "The most helpless thing is not to speak, it's really boring." ”

Feixian Sugree frowned slightly, and looked at Han Qi with her hair closed: "You don't seem to have the slightest intention of apologizing...... To me. ”

Han Qi nodded: "I want to ask who is coming to my house for dinner, and if I tell you to leave, you will be blocked in the house if you don't leave." I eat and drink well, cook and cook by myself, and the dishes are going to kill me when you turn around. Speaking of which, it was Empress Eve's order, but who caused it?!"

Han Qi grinned and pointed at himself: "Is it me, squad leader?

Feixian Sugree bit her lip and looked at Han Qi shiningly.

Tutor St. John looked at Han Qi and then at Flying String Sugree, chuckled and shook his head: "Say a fair word." Han Qi really doesn't have to apologize to you, but you don't take the exam today, leaving him injured to fight alone in the third class...... Hehe. ”

Flying String Sugree looked at Mentor St. John, then at Han Qi, turned around and left.

"Go and hide from me. ”

Han Qi walked out of the door and signaled.

Flying String Sugray stood still and turned to look at him: "Aren't you afraid of being killed by my aunt again?"

Han Qi squinted his eyes: "I'll fight with them again!"

"Huh. ”

St. John laughed.

The mocking micro-expression of the flying string Sugree logo curled the corners of her mouth, and she looked at Han Qi: "If you can fight, why don't you fight at noon?"

Han Qi nodded: "There were too many people at noon, but now it's different when you go." Take you hostage, and when the time comes, I will hold a dagger to your neck and threaten your aunt. ”

Leaning over to look at Feixian Sugree, Han Qi spoke: "Do you dare to say a word." ”

Feixian Sugree looked at Han Qi brightly, ignored him, and turned to leave.

Han Qi smiled and didn't say much and turned back to go in.

Looking at the calm appearance of Tutor St. John, he slowly put away his smile and saluted with one hand.

"Apologize?"

St. John looked at Han Qi: "I heard that you know another language and writing, but your one-handed gift seems to have appeared earlier." It's another kind of etiquette, isn't it?"

Han Qi shook his head and sat down: "The apology is indeed true, but it is not the verbal kind." ”

Han Qi smiled and hugged the little short body looking around and playing: "And the outcast's apology is not worth much." ”

Tutor St. John was silent, and looked at Han Qi half-loudly: "Then you also came to me to avoid the banquet?" I heard that you were also invited. ”

Seeing Tutor St. John's distracted appearance, Han Qi was surprised: "So...... Didn't I invite you?"

St. John tugged at the corners of his mouth and did not speak. Sighing and motioning to Han Qi: "Go back." ”

Seeing Han Qi looking at him with a strange expression, Saint John waved his hand and smiled, "You don't know anything about us...... You can't really understand my mood and feelings. ”

Han Qi was silent and looked at Mentor St. John: "Actually, I didn't know you would come. Or maybe I didn't want to come to you. I just want Mentor Harriet to make a fuss, as long as you don't show up, it doesn't really have much impact. But I didn't expect ......"

"Didn't expect me to go anyway?"

Han Qi paused and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, mentor." Maybe I didn't think of it at all...... That's why I feel even more guilty. You were so kind to help me, but because of me, you have to endure these unbearable things. ”

Tutor St. John tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I really don't blame you...... But because you apologize will make me feel better, the backtracker can see what happened, but it doesn't really turn time back in time. ”

Han Qi was silent, and looked up after a long time: "So I said that it was useless to apologize." I really want to do something to redeem and make amends. ”

Mentor St. John laughed: "Go back." I really don't blame you, but you don't believe ......"

"I believe it. ”

Han Qi spoke: "But the purpose of my apology is not to just want you not to blame me, but to make amends." ”

Tutor St. John bowed his head and was silent, and smiled a little gloomily in the middle of the voice: "Can you still make up for it?"

Sighing and getting up, Mentor St. John walked to the window and looked out at the moon.

After a long time, he turned his back to Han Qi and spoke softly.

"I heard that when you took the art class exam before, you invented a new musical instrument and sang a poem of your own creation?"

Han Qi was stunned for a moment, nodded and spoke: "It's not poetry...... It's an ordinary, straightforward and simple song. ”

But it is easy to understand, and the meaning of the expression is deep and sincere. ”

Saint John turned around and leaned against the window and looked at Han Qi: "Maybe you don't know. I used to be a bard. ”

"Your word is really ......"

Han Qishu laughed and wanted to explain that he was not a bard, but it didn't matter if he thought about it.

"I don't know. ”

Tutor St. John sat aside: "Poems of ornate rhetoric are not as direct to the heart as your songs in expressing inner feelings." Because it is straightforward and popular, it is easier for people to understand and accept. ”

Han Qi was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "I didn't think about it that much. Actually, it's because I once promised...... A friend's request, so it's a fulfillment of a promise. ”

"It's called a snail, right?"

St. John's Mentor spoke: "There are many poems that borrow objects and personifications. If you have to distinguish, maybe you can only talk about it, there is no comparison between high and low. These two themes and forms are fundamentally different. ”

Han Qi turned his body short and suddenly raised his head in the middle of the ring: "Mentor." Do you keep avoiding the topic and don't want to talk about it, or do you want to change your mood before talking about it? ”

Looking at St. John, Han Qi spoke: "If it's the latter." I can talk to you for as long as I want. If it's the former......"

St. John was silent, and looked at Han Qi for a while: "What if it's the former?"

Han Qi shook his head: "If you can avoid it, it will be difficult to bear?"

St. John bowed his head and stopped talking.

Han Qi waited for a long time.

After hesitating for a moment, he leaned over and said, "Can you tell us about your past with Her Majesty the Empress?"

Tutor St. John looked down at the ground, still silent.

Han Qi smiled: "At least at this time, finding someone to talk to may make you feel a lot more relaxed." ”

"Then I'm not looking for you, am I?"

St. John looked up with a smile and looked at Han Qi.

Han Qihan smiled and didn't speak.

After a pause, St. John suddenly replied, "Do you know what the flying string is doing here?"

Han Qi was stunned: "It's not that I'm hiding from the banquet and making trouble with her aunt......"

St. John waved his hand to interrupt and looked at Han Qi: "She came to apologize for you." Let me not blame you, because between life and death, you can't take care of so much. ”

"Forehead ......"

Han Qi held the little short hand and paused.

St. John shook his head: "But in fact, she didn't come, and I don't blame you much." ”

Bowing his head, St. John tugged at the corners of his mouth: "If there is no problem between us...... How much of a difference can external influences make?"

Han Qi was also silent.

After a long time, St. John exhaled and said with a smile: "Forget it. In fact, it's all in the past, and it's long over. Besides......"

St. John stroked his hair and looked at Han Qi: "They all have white hair." I'm not a Sword Saint God, I don't have that long life. I'm fifty years old this year, and I still think about these things between men and women, it's a bit unserious......"

"Is it because of identity?"

Han Qi spoke calmly and looked at St. John.

Saint John's tone froze, and he looked up at Han Qi.

The gaze is sincere, as always.

Although knowing his sincere gaze, there are always a lot of secrets or bad ideas or the like.

"Forget it. ”

St. John shook his head and sighed, "It's nothing to tell you." ”

Looking at Han Qi, St. John smiled: "Your mind should not be described as smart, but the ability to see through the world." ”

Han Qi saluted with one hand: "Maybe the bystanders are clear." ”

"Bystander Qing?"

St. John muttered softly.

Han Qi remembered that it seemed that the flying string squad leader always repeated his four-word words, and after a while, he smiled and said, "So you admit it, right? Because of your identity, you can't be together in the end?"

Saint John looked at Han Qi, and then as if he was reminiscing, he opened his mouth to tell about the top ruler of the God-given Continent, Her Majesty the Empress of the Flower Corolla Empire, and his youth. (To be continued.) )