"Hey."

"It's me, Daddy."

"Good morning."

"Well, yes, I'm already going through the school leaving procedures."

"I should be able to get my graduation certificate before the end of this month, and I can go to register at that time."

“……”

Early in the morning.

St. Yao Academy.

Middlebury Building, Office of the President of the Student Council.

Matthew sat down at his clean desk and said to the other end of the interface.

In the office, his personal belongings have been cleaned up.

His graduation process has now come to an advanced stage.

With just one message, he can leave Saint Yao and go to the new barracks of the Holy Grace Gendarmerie to start a new adventure.

But before that, Matthew has one more important thing to do.

That is, to report to the man on the other end of the phone about his errand.

He messed up the important things that the other party explained to him, so now it's going to be a big problem.

"Ah, yes."

"The plan failed."

"I deliberately used my position as president of the student council to transfer him to the S-class special operations team."

"Because there's my people in the group."

"That way, it's easier to get started."

"But what I didn't expect was that the man was a piece of rubbish."

"I swore that I would come to see me with Lu Qingge, but I was killed first."

Matthew's hand on the table couldn't help but clench into a fist, and he unconsciously exerted a slight force:

"That kid even cleared a copy called Zuo, and now the entire second-year students are blowing about him, including the magic department."

"Anyway, all the benefits were cleaned up for that kid, and we didn't even drink a drop of soup."

Matthew sighed a little languishingly:

"Ugh."

"The most annoying thing is."

"We're tossing and turning."

"As a result, that stupid woman is getting closer and closer to this kid now!"

"As it stands."

"You asked me to get close to that woman, so as to bring the Xia family closer to the way, it may be a bit impossible."

"Anyway, I'm sorry, Dad."

"You've been disappointed."

After the debriefing, Matthew closed his mouth and obediently waited for the other party's response.

He knew very well that the other party had been listening.

So the only thing he needs to do now is to wait for a scolding that will cover his face.

What he swore to promise was a mess for him.

In this case, it is naturally quite normal and reasonable to be criticized.

"Hmm."

"You did let me down."

A deep and steady male voice came from the opposite side:

"Matthew."

"You are the last hope and pride of the Castro family."

"You can't be young forever, can you?"

"You've got to be a big guy on your own."

"In the future, the banner of the family will be handed over to you to carry."

"Can you hear me?"

Matthew nodded and said, "Well, I'm listening, Dad." ”

"That's good."

The other party said in a calm voice:

"Don't forget how your brother died in the first place."

"This time—"

"Something that belongs to our Castro family."

"Get it all back."

Matthew nodded obediently: "Okay, I see." ”

"As for the little girl of the Xia family, you don't have to worry about it for the time being."

"Things have changed a bit, and plans are going to change."

"You train hard first, and after you go to the gendarmerie regiment, you can learn some skills."

"If nothing else, there will be a new life soon."

Matthew: "Hey, okay. ”

The call signal is cut off.

All that's left is the busy tone.

Matthew, a little irritated, turned off the communication panel, pulled a box of cigarettes out of his pocket, and lit one for himself.

"That's a lot of."

Matthew grumbled.

*

*

*

"The attacker is Grace."

"S-class student in the second year of the Department of Magic."

"He was attacking Lu Qingge of the same lineage, and was killed in the secret realm by legitimate defense."

"The historical kill records provided by Lu Qingge have been verified, and this has been confirmed."

“……”

St. Yao College, Academic Affairs Office.

Fan Wenzong, the director of discipline, frowned.

While looking at the information in his hand, he listened to the voice of the secretary on the side who briefly explained the situation.

"One of the more interesting things is."

"The student who was attacked was just transferred from the auxiliary department to the magic department this year."

The secretary smiled helplessly: "And his level is only lv1 - Munn has reached lv15." ”

"Low-level players are not defenseless against high-level players."

"The reason why Mun lost to him was probably because he was attacked or stabbed in the back."

Fan Wenzong says:

"But it's this lv1...... It's a bit outrageous. ”

"This person obviously has some BUG in the game panel, otherwise it would definitely not be this level."

"Even if it is, his real level can't be so low."

The secretary nodded and said, "Director Fan, how do you think you should deal with this matter?" ”

"Just follow the rules of the Brave Association."

"For this kind of thing, we and the Western Frontier Corps will inevitably bear some responsibility."

Fan Wenzong's eyes moved slightly, and he changed his words and said:

"It's the information provided by this lv1 kid, it's worth paying attention to......"

"Speaking of which, it seems like it's been a long time since we've encountered necromancy, right?"

"At least, it was almost ten years ago."

The secretary chimed in: "Indeed. ”

"If it looks like that, I guess there's something going on over there......"

Fan Wenzong pinched the bridge of his nose and said with some anxiety:

"I wonder if there's something new to activate......"

The secretary said, "Then I'll report to the academy superiors right away?" ”

"Hmm."

Fan Wenzong nodded and said, "You should contact the principal immediately now." ”33

The secretary, who had a very high execution rate, stepped on his high heels and walked away quickly.

"Something isn't quite right......"

Fan Wenzong hugged the back of his head, looked at the clouds floating outside the window, and muttered Shinto.

*

*

At the same time.

Lu Qingge, who was full of energy, came to the [shooting range] at the agreed time.

It was early in the morning.

On the vast shooting range, there are only a few sporadic players practicing various skills.

After finding the No. 28 target position located farther away from the center, Lu Qingge waited in place for a few minutes.

It didn't take long.

A familiar man wearing a black cloak appeared in Lu Qingge's sight.

"Morning."

"Professor Grian."

Lu Qingge said hello from afar.

……

Some people died, but not completely......