You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes? Chapter 187

At this moment, the trial ground is in a state of night.

Merron, who was supposed to be undergoing a freshman trial, had unknowingly invaded the principal's office, but everything except him was still running as usual—

On the vast battlefield, the Golden Storm has long since ceased to exist, and the manpower sent by the school to carry out the mission has also failed to finish work.

Even the corpses of many soldiers who were killed by the storm were now gathered up by the survivors, waiting for the laborers to be transported back to the camp.

Some of the apprentice wizards who participated in this trial in Graham City were integrated into a group of remnants of the army, some were still wandering in the wilderness, and some were mixed with the remnants of the Church of the Sun God...

According to their different performances, the school's trial "terminal" is always updating scores and information in various fields.

The students did not know the details of the corresponding operation, but because the scenes they experienced were basically the same as those recorded in the news, they knew that this was actually a trial.

It's just that, knowing and knowing, in the face of all the corpses around them, no one dared to be careless. They carefully lived in every corner of the battlefield, for fear of accidentally dying.

Under such circumstances, almost no one would think about other things, let alone how "bizarre" that special student Iger among them is currently experiencing.

Mrs. Chelsea, disguised as a black-haired girl, can't think of it either.

She didn't even fully believe that her student Mellon had passed the so-called heir trial.

I sent a message to the other party before, but I didn't see a reply. I'm not sure if I couldn't receive it or if I didn't have time.

I searched the entire trial ground, but also did not find his figure.

So just in case, Madam returned to her original appearance, found the place where Merron was last attacked, and began to wait quietly.

In her opinion, since the trial of the heir appeared based on the entrance trial, no matter whether it was successful or not, when Melon left the trial, he should return to his original position and not appear elsewhere.

The principal who wanted to come to Fort St. Grant had to look for Mellen, and he would not choose to go anywhere else.

However, the news from Mellen not long ago overturned her judgment.

"A bedroom connected to the office?"

"Marrying a little girl?"

"Browning?"

The news was so unexpected that Mrs. Chelsea, who knew more about the truth, changed her face unconsciously.

What shocked her even more was that, judging from the meaning of the news, her student Melun had really passed the heir trial?

how can that be?

She didn't have much time to think. With the appearance of a short figure, Madam's attention was diverted.

The figure came silently, and the whole body was translucent as if illusory, like some kind of projection-like existence.

Mrs. Chelsea recognized that this was a peculiar magic called the descent of spirits, which could not be used by non-top wizards.

But that's not the point.

The point is, the one who appeared in the field of vision was the principal of Fort St. Grant, Priestley Browning!

Obviously, the other party thought the same as she thought, thinking that Mellon would return to her original position.

"Isabella?"

When she saw the other party clearly, the other party also saw her existence, so there was a flash of surprise in the originally serious face, "Why are you here?"

"Long time no see, Headmaster Browning."

The lady in elegant black dress politely responded: "You look younger."

When she first entered Fort St. Grant, Browning was already the principal, so she was a junior regardless of age or seniority.

It's just now that she, this junior, has accidentally learned some kind of private matter of the elder in front of her...

"Iger Wilson is your man?"

I glanced around and saw that there was no figure of a certain young man, and the visitor understood something from this, "He can trigger the trial of the heir, and is it your help?"

"We were only going to try it once."

The lady replied, "I never thought it would be successful."

"But that's going to be a big problem for Fort St. Grant."

Browning said in a low voice: "Tell him to give up this identity, Isabella, for your sake, I won't pursue anything."

There was no displeasure or even anger in his voice, and the whole person seemed very rational and calm.

However, the more this happened, the more Mrs. Chelsea couldn't help thinking about the messages the students had just sent her.

Marrying a little girl…

middle aged...

Looking at the indistinguishable figure of a child not far away, she couldn't help but say, "Remember, when I was a student, you looked like a middle-aged man?"

"A secret technique of the Ransommore family. After my improvement, it can make the age grow in reverse."

The child replied: "If you want to learn, I can teach it to you as a kind of compensation for you."

Hearing the words, Madam didn't speak. After thinking about it, she turned and said, "What if we refuse to give up?"

"You should be able to imagine the consequences of this."

Principal Browning replied, "Before coming, I thought about killing him directly to avoid future troubles. Now for your sake, I won't do it. But I will refuse to let him appear in Fort St. Grant."

"His heir status will never have a chance to manifest."

"But what if he has reached Fort St. Grant?"

The lady smiled and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Arrived at Fort St. Grant?

The child was stunned for a moment, and then frowned: "If you insist on making Fort St. Grant your private property, Isabella, then I will use the school's influence at all costs to carry out your family's property. Retaliate."

If the heir appeared in the school, then he would not be confident that he could do anything to the other party. However, in such a situation, the worst result would be to give up the current school and transfer the campus.

The historical heritage and fixed assets of the school campus are very important, but the most important thing is the people in the school.

Where the people are, the school is there.

Therefore, trying to use this to call the school to have a master is simply a fool's dream.

"But," said Mrs. Chelsea, "what would you do if he showed up not only in Fort St. Grant, but even in a very secret room?"

Very private room?

Principal Browning frowned when he heard the words, and then his face changed suddenly, realizing the seriousness of the matter.

He didn't think about himself directly, or rather, he thought about all the hidden places in the school, including his room.

Some of these hidden places are purely hidden secrets, while others cannot be discovered because they are involved in various aspects. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

For example, the school's secret archives.

It's okay for the former to be noticed, but the latter...

In a sense, the latter is a bunch of "stains" and even "criminal evidence".

Which school hasn't had a nasty thing happen to it?

However, for various reasons, the school did not destroy some traces.

Considering the closure and security of Fort St. Grant, no one would think that these things could be discovered by outsiders.

However, now, the "building" of Fort St. Grant has recognized the main...

"You should know, Isabella."

Browning said slowly: "Sometimes, knowing too much can only bring harm."

"Of course, we don't really want to know too many unrelated things."

Mrs Chelsea replied softly, "Only if our rights need due consideration."

"And come to think of it, you actually don't want to do something like transferring the school, which is destined to be debilitating, right?"

Mrs. Chelsea, who is a teacher, is already trying to maximize his interests, but Mellen, the client, has no time to think about it.

Not long after he sent the message, he was thinking about whether to leave here honestly or to explore the secrets, when he heard a knock on the door from outside the office.

And, a sentence that surprised him.

"President Bennett of the Scarlet Cross has come to visit you again, Headmaster, have you considered seeing him?"

The name of the Scarlet Cross, Mellon, was familiar.

Because that is the name of the organization behind the nun, the organization that is suspected of wanting to call the Son of Destiny to blame!

Chapter end