Magic!

Late at night, the principal's office was still brightly lit.

Russell and Duncan sat at opposite ends of the table, looking at each other.

The principal handed over a printed A4 document:

"Please trouble Mr. Demon Wang Xiaoming and sign a supernatural contract with our school."

This kind of contract with extraordinary effectiveness is extremely cumbersome to produce. Not only does it require the use of mystical printers, mystical paper, and mystical ink, but it also requires the use of mystical documents for editing. It also requires the use of rituals and the consumption of certain materials to produce it.

The Demon King did not hesitate and directly summoned his projection incarnation.

The burly and handsome man, with flames burning on his body, various patterns on his skin, and horns on his head, once again appeared next to Russell.

The Demon King's projection read through the contents of the contract and determined that the contract basically only restricted him from killing and causing destruction in the academy. Moreover, the contract also promised that the school would also respect the Demon King and would not harm him without reason. If the school breaches the contract, the restrictions on the Demon King will also be invalidated.

After confirming that the content of the contract was fair and just, the Demon King picked up the occult pen on the table and signed his name on the occult document.

"Wang Xiaoming."

The moment the name was written, the surrounding space suddenly fluctuated, and a solemn and inviolable atmosphere immediately emerged. Several golden lights glowed on Duncan and the Demon King at the same time, and an invisible shackles fell on the bodies and minds of both parties. Represents the conclusion of the contract.

Duncan put the contract back into the cabinet.

"Is this kind of supernatural contract completely inviolable? Even for a fifth-grade legendary existence?" Russell asked curiously.

"That's not true. It's just that if you violate it forcefully, you will pay a certain price." Duncan explained patiently, "And we believe in Mr. Wang Xiaoming's character. He just went through the process."

Wait a minute, why do you suddenly trust the Demon King completely? Wasn't this the case a few minutes ago? Russell was quite puzzled.

As if aware of Russell's doubts, Duncan stepped down from his seat, stood on tiptoes, and patted the Demon King on the shoulder in a very cordial manner:

"Russell, you don't know something. Because Mr. Wang Xiaoming hadn't woken up before, I couldn't observe his fate.

"I just stared at your heart for a while and determined that Mr. Wang Xiaoming's destiny is a rare one of 'uprightness'!"

The Demon King's fate is actually upright?

The more Russell listened, the weirder it became. However, after being in school for such a long time, he had already gotten used to it after coming into contact with the bullied old rulers, the cowardly female ghost, and the principal who pretended to be a student and acted like a pig and a tiger.

If the Demon King was really a heinous devil, he might be surprised.

"Okay, Russell, you can start asking questions." Duncan said.

"Then let's start with the first question..." Russell paused and looked at the projection incarnation of the Demon King sitting next to him:

"I have an abnormal physique that can distort the trajectory of fate around me, making it easier for me to encounter all kinds of things and troubles. Does this abnormal characteristic of mine have something to do with you?"

"No. I'm not good at intervening and weaving fate." The Demon King replied firmly, with a bit of surprise on his face as he spoke, "Young man, I didn't expect that you are so special?"

My abnormal physique, which can twist the long river of fate, was not brought by the Demon King? Is it something I was born with? Russell asked again:

"Then if you exist in my heart, will you bring any changes to me without taking any active action?"

Even though he asked this question, he already had the answer in his mind.

The Demon King did not hesitate and answered directly:

"The heart governs the bloodline and mind. On a mystical level, the heart is related to the mind, but it is also the leader of the bloodline and the source of life. I live in your heart, and you may receive one of the following two gifts at random.

"First, it makes you firm-minded and less likely to encounter mental suggestions, charms and psychic domination. This is also related to the superb magic resistance brought by demon blood.

"The second is to give you amazing vitality and regeneration ability. Even if your arm is cut off, it can grow back in a short time. This is also a manifestation of my powerful regeneration ability as the demon lord."

Sure enough, my biggest abnormality has nothing to do with the Demon King, but my superb mental resistance is indeed a gift from the Demon King. Russell understood something and sighed lightly:

"As expected.

"Then I want to thank you, Mr. Wang Xiaoming. During the time you were asleep, your gift greatly improved my mental resistance and helped me a lot.

"Fortunately, what you gave me is strong mental resistance. If it were regeneration ability, then I would be miserable."

The wind chime appeared out of nowhere and floated on the ceiling, filling the entire principal's office with a bit of chill:

"Wait a minute, Russell, please explain it clearly. I don't understand. Is there anything bad about the ability to regenerate? How cool is it to regenerate severed limbs?"

Russell smiled slightly and answered:

"In various stories, people with the ability to regenerate will always have their arms and legs cut off from time to time, or their chests will be cut open. As long as I didn't have the ability to regenerate in the first place, these disasters would not befall me. "

"That's it! Russell, you are really smart. Why didn't I think of this?" Feng Chime praised repeatedly.

Principal Duncan and the female ghost Feng Ling, who had long been familiar with Russell's abnormal physique, were not surprised by Russell's explanation.

On the contrary, the Demon King sitting next to him didn't know enough about the characteristics of the "player", so he was shocked after hearing Russell's words.

Is this logic that normal humans would use?

This young man is indeed not simple. No wonder the Thorn Bird cares so much.

"Okay, let's move on to the next question."

Russell asked again:

"Mr. Demon King, is your name indeed Wang Xiaoming? This name sounds, uh, not very consistent with the temperament of the Demon King."

"Yes, this is the name my parents gave me. And is there anything inappropriate about this name? Haven't you always called me Demon King in Chinese?" Demon King scratched his head.

ah? Russell was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what the other party meant, and asked doubtfully:

"Wait a minute, you have parents who are demons transformed from humans."

According to legend, if a human being is contaminated by the power of demons and corrupted by the desires in his heart, he may become corrupted by the desires in his heart and become completely demonized and become a demon!

But more importantly -

"Mr. Demon King, you mean that Demon King is... the abbreviation of Demon King Xiao Ming?" Russell summarized the key points.

There are too many doubts here!

"It's a long story..." The Demon King sighed again.

Russell became increasingly interested in the Demon King’s life experience:

"It's okay, Mr. Wang Xiaoming, let's start from the beginning."

The Demon King began to tell his story.

That was a long, long time ago.

(There may be no distinction between places from now on.)