The figure that suddenly appeared and kicked Arila away was naturally Cyril.

She seemed to have hurried back from a long way away, her breathing was short, her plump breasts were rising and falling, and her face was full of anger that she had never seen before.

After kicking Alila away, she seemed to feel uncomfortable, and she walked over and stepped on Alila's corpse and stepped on it hard.

"Bastard, bastard, I asked you to receive my brother, not to ask you to eat him, you bastard, you dare to attack my brother, and sure enough, you still killed him. ”

As he spoke, a pitch-black flame ignited in his right hand.

Elemental Inferior Magic.HellfireIn fact, the black flame in Cyril's hand is several notches worse than the legendary Hellfire, which is nothing but combustible and incomprehensible, although it has the same color and the same name, but the difference between the two sides is like a cloud of mud.

The legendary Hellfire can ignite not only objects, but also souls, space, and even time.

It is a flame that angels are also very afraid of, born and raised, with terrible lethality.

The flames in Cyril's hands were born from the fire of hell, but their lethality dropped by more than one level.

But trying to incinerate a human body is not a big deal.

"Wait, wait......" Zhuang Mingge hurriedly grabbed his sister's body, "Are you really going to kill her?" Zhuang Mingge clearly sensed how powerful the black flame in Cylier's hand was.

Just burning silently, the space around the flames began to distort.

"That's right, it's too cheap to kill her like this. Cyril extinguished the hellfire with her backhand, and reached out to grab Alila who was lying on the ground, "Sure enough, how about you train to be a sex, slave, and dog to give to your brother?"

Zhuang Mingge was embarrassed.

By the way, are you really best friends?

"It's too much, Cyril. Arila, who was lying on the corpse, woke up, "How can I see people when I am trained into that kind of thing, in fact, I don't need to be trained at all, my body and mind already belong to my younger brother!"

"I don't want it!"

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but complain.

...... It was as if overnight, the atmosphere of the whole academy became extremely strange.

The half-breed wants to stand on their own.

Rumors that spread from nowhere spread throughout the academy overnight, with noses and eyes, and almost everyone knew about such rumors, making the already somewhat heavy atmosphere of the academy even more strange.

The half-breeds are going to split the house, and they're going to stand on their own.

The re-election is nothing more than a small part of their plan, a conspiracy.

Their ultimate goal is to split the Academy.

The half-breeds want to split the academy into the East and West colleges, the East College is made up of pure-bloods, and the West College is all filled by half-bloods, and they will even ask the college to build a wall to separate the East and West Colleges, and they will never get along.

The rumors are very fierce, and every student knows about it.

Many remained optimistic about the soon-to-be-split college, many remained indifferent, and many more said they were ...... Unacceptable.

"We absolutely do not accept it!"

In a certain classroom of a certain grade, a hot-blooded student stood on the podium, glanced at the whole class, and said impassionedly: "Can you accept that the hundreds of years of college is divided because of a group of lowly half-breeds, and the East and West Colleges are simply insulting, and those lowly half-breeds are completely insulting us." ”

He foamed at the mouth and shook his fist vigorously, "Whether you accept it or not, I won't accept it anyway, we must stop this conspiracy, the academy should not be divided, the lowly half-breeds have never been above us, and they have the qualifications to be equal to us." ”

"So, I propose, let's vote, we support the Wafert student council, and then completely defeat this group of half-breeds and let them know how cruel the reality is. ”

So, led by the man, most of the fanatical students followed him to the nearby polling place, cast a vote against it, and as if he had won a great victory, he shouted triumphantly, hugged each other, as if he had won a great battle, and vented his excitement.

At the same time, the same scene was playing out in different places, in different grades, in different classrooms.

Some radicals even shouted slogans such as "The half-breeds who split the academy are not entitled to stay in the academy, get out", and it is spreading rapidly.

The movement turned into a demonstration, in which countless students joined in, forming a huge long queue that swirled around the academy and drew more students closer to the vice-dean's residence.

"It's the other way around, it's just the other way around!"

Sultan Uris, the head of education, sat in his office, looking down at the students from the tall building, his face was pale, and although his mouth was sternly reprimanded, the smile in his eyes betrayed his mood at this time.

He shook his head and looked into the distance, where the deputy dean lived.

"So, Vice President Kainshel, how are you going to settle this scene, let me take a good look. ”

Students who couldn't accept the split in the academy gathered and shouted slogans to get the half-breeds out of here.

Such drastic behavior had never happened in the academy before.

In the past, students would not do such a thing even if they were in a bad mood.

In the vice-dean's office, Kainshel sighed deeply, he already knew about the demonstration, and it wouldn't be long before the demonstrators would gather downstairs.

"Wafert Vincent? You're really good at motivating students. ”

Kainshel knew exactly who was responsible for all this, and it would have been impossible for the students to act so radically without someone to direct them.

Although it did not violate the rules of the college, this kind of behavior has approached the bottom line of the college.

It is absolutely impossible for him to let all the half-breeds leave the academy, this is not in line with the concept and regulations when the academy was established, the private magic academy of Saint Laurent has been established for hundreds of years, what kind of scene has not been seen, and the demonstration of a group of students really thinks that it can force me to change my position?

No way!

Although he didn't say such a thing, his eyes undoubtedly said so.

"Here it is. ”

"Please come out, Vice President Kainschel, we want to see you. ”

"Yes, we absolutely do not agree to split the academy, those lowly half-breeds are not qualified to split the academy, drive them out, drive them out of the academy!"

The noise came from far and near, and Kainschel, who was sitting in his chair, stood up, he knew that the students had arrived at his downstairs, and through the window, he could see that countless students had gathered downstairs, and the darkness stretched to the end of the sight.

At least 10,000 people.

Kainshel estimated it, and couldn't help but look up to Warfit's methods again, "You can gather so many students, no matter in that aspect, you do have the qualifications to become the student president, Warfit." ”

However, admitting is not agreeing, and he also has his own position.

And as a silver mage, Kainshel would never hide in his office because he was just a student, he had never seen any big scene in his life.

After tidying up his clothes, Kainshel opened the door with an expressionless face and walked out.

...... The demonstrations were so loud that they soon spread throughout the college, and even the mixed-race people in the quarantine heard about it. They were boiling, feeling that they had been wronged, and no one wanted to split the private magic academy of Yves Saint Laurent, but they were locked in quarantine and there was no way to clarify the facts.

Theon also heard the news, and he understood that it was a trap.

"Probably Warfit's trick. ”

He was still a little stunned when he first heard the news, but he quickly thought it through, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Only a stupid fool would believe such a lie. ”

Noah, who was with Theon, also smiled with disdain.

The Saint Laurent Private Academy of Magic has been established for hundreds of years, and it has been stormy, and it has never seen any big scenes, how can it be possible to split the East and West Academies because of such a thing.

Not only are students not allowed to do it, but even teachers are not allowed by the college.

No one can split the academy, and even if there is, under the counterattack of the academy, it will soon be shattered.

This is simply nonsense.

"However, I didn't expect Warfield to use such a method, it's really a bad work. Noah frowned and said, "A lot of students will probably be bewitched." ”

If Noah guessed the same, many of the students were bewitched.

The fourth day of voting ended, and the results were unexpected.

Number of supporters: 129735 number of negative people: 100935 number of complete people: 19,984 Many students voted no, and the number of negative votes surged to a terrible number in an instant, so far, about 240,000 people have voted, and about 60,000 are still hesitating.

Seeing such a result, the half-breeds were anxious.

It's only the last step left, and if it falls short here, no matter who it is, it won't be willing.

"What should I do, President. "The old schoolhouse at night," William asked Sion anxiously.

After Zhuang Mingge came back from outside and learned the result, his brows furrowed involuntarily, he was only a small step away from winning, and with another 30,000 votes, Warfield would have to step down, if he lost here, he would not be willing.

"No problem, we still have hole cards that haven't been turned up. Theon said lightly.

He glanced at Zhuang Mingge, and a smile flashed in his eyes, in fact, he had expected such a situation a long time ago. "Everything is still under control. He said confidently.

- We will never lose, and we must not lose!

Zhuang Mingge thought about how he should get through this difficulty.

(To be continued)