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Wilson, who has always believed that human beings are arrogant and conceited, had to admit that he had changed his view of the human being in front of him after hearing what Clemens said. Why do they refuse to mate with male dragons during the estrus period? You must know that there are very few female dragons in Dragon Island. In order to reproduce, no female dragon will refuse this sacred obligation.

Of course, no one can force Cynthia's choice, but the most important thing is... Gallup, the wisest golden dragon on Dragon Island, said that Cynthia had a child.

Every new life is extremely precious to them, not to mention that there have been no new baby dragons born on Dragon Island for hundreds of years, what Gallup said is not wrong, and no one knows where Cynthia hid the baby thing.In order to let Cynthia tell the truth, Gallup moved a little bit, and finally only found out that Cynthia had contact with a man named Climans after leaving.

As a person who couldn't bear to see Cynthia degenerate, Wilson offered to leave Long Island to investigate Climans. Judging from his contacts, this human being is indeed very strange, and there is also the aura that this human being has just now...

Clemens glanced at Wilson, and was relieved to see that the dragon was concentrating on thinking and not making trouble. When the other party was puzzled and wanted to find an answer, they also walked to the classroom—of course the last two latecomers.

Standing in front of the classroom stage was a burly soldier wearing light armor. At this moment, he was holding a list in his hand and counting the names of the people in his class. The appearance of Clemens and Wilson made this soldier There was a pause in his voice, but he didn't say anything. He watched the two of them enter the class and sit down. After reading the list of people in the class, he got to the point.

"Very well, the whole class is here. As your teacher, it is necessary for me to reiterate the issue of discipline here." The man looked around, his eyes sharpened instantly, "The most important thing for a soldier is to obey orders and be punctual It is the most basic requirement, since you have chosen to come to Saint-Tur to study, then you should not waste your time and your life."

The man untied the weapon from his waist and placed it on the table. It was a long sword that was longer than an ordinary blade. There was a dull sound of "clang". Just by hearing the sound, one could tell that the weight of this long sword was not light.The man rubbed his hand on the scabbard for a while, and introduced himself: "I am your teacher Johansen, as long as you are under my hands for a day, you should obey every word I say!"

"Now, stand up for the two people who were late just now." Johansen's eyes were fixed on Climans, who was holding the child in his arms, and Wilson, who was dressed dazzlingly.

Climans knew that this was the first time the teacher was going to give him a bad start. It was his own fault for being late, and it was normal for him to be caught as a model for education.He stood up obediently, while Brewster in his arms was poking his head out curiously, while Wilson next to him seemed to have not heard the teacher's words, propping his head on one hand and thinking about something.

"I said..." Johansen didn't expect that there would be people who could ignore him to such an extent. Seeing that flamboyant outfit and contemptuous attitude, it was simply arrogant!As soon as he grasped the long sword, he stepped in front of Wilson, slapped the table with his broad palm, and shouted, "Stand up!"

"Huh?" Wilson frowned. He was thinking about whether Cynthia's child was interrupted by someone beside Clemens. When he saw the tiny human looking down on him, his temper exploded even a bit, "Human , who are you talking to?!"

Johansen clenched his sword tightly, his forehead throbbed, "Boy, are you provoking me!"

Wilson squinted his eyes, and the anger accumulated this morning seemed to have found a breakthrough. The corner of his mouth curled up, exuding the coercion that belonged to the Dragon Clan, "Can you... say this sentence again?"

Johnson's whole body froze. At this moment, he seemed unable to move at all. His limbs seemed to be bound by ropes, and the aura exuded by the person in front of him was enough to make people go to destruction due to fear.

"Sorry, Mr. Johnson." Climans raised his hand and grabbed Wilson, quickly relieving the tense atmosphere between the two, "Wilson is not feeling well today, so he has a bad temper."

Wilson had no idea that Climans, a human being, would intervene. He stared at Climans with sharp eyes, as if he was about to beat someone up at any time.

"Do you still want to know what happened between me and Cynthia?" Clemens said to Wilson in a low voice, "If you don't want to learn, don't come here. Such troubles will cause problems sooner or later."

"... Tsk." Wilson curled his lips and turned his face away.

With Clemens' mediation, Johansen also broke free from the overwhelming coercion. In order to save his face, Johansen pointed the gun at Climans this time, "Who allowed you Brought children to class? Do you think this is a place for you to play house? There should be a bottom line for absurdity!"

"Teacher, I'm not joking. I will study the course seriously. Please rest assured." Climans explained that he was not angry at Johnson's scolding. On the contrary, it was quite new to him. Principal Collins did not His identity has not been announced, and without this layer of identity, he is now just an ordinary person.

"Taking children to study? Are you kidding me?" Johansen felt that today was really bad. He met two thorns as soon as he was in class. Such a difficult student was completely challenging his authority.

"Mr. Johnson, is it time for class?" Rita Reynolds, who was sitting in the front row, stood up. How can I learn fighting skills?"

Johansen looked at the lovely princess, and the anger in his heart dissipated a lot, but it didn't mean that he just let the two students go.

"You can be assigned to my class, which shows that you all have good talents in martial arts." Johansen put the long sword back into his waist, walked up to the podium, and took a few steps, "But can you become an outstanding fighter? , It all depends on your efforts. Today is the first day of our class, and I will let you experience what strength is."

"Soldiers, you can only improve in battle!" Johansen turned and walked to the door of the classroom, "Now! Gather outside the door, I want to show you how the seniors train!" Johansen looked at it specially Glancing at Climans, "Little soldier holding a child, perhaps a feeding bottle is much more important to you than a sword. Be careful not to fall behind."

Johansen thought that the students in the class would laugh at the weirdo because of this, but everyone acted in unison and remained silent, which made Johansen a little confused.

"That guy is mocking you openly!" Wilson couldn't see that kind of arrogant human by nature. If he didn't care about not showing his true body among human beings, he might snort that person away.

"Who told us to be late." Climans replied casually: "And your attitude before was much worse than his, and you said you would break my neck."

Wilson was taken aback. That's right, this human being is his enemy. What does it matter to him whether others ridicule him or not? "If you don't tell me about Cynthia, I will kill you at any time!"

"I just want to ask you a question." Climans didn't care about Wilson's threat at all. "Is Cynthia's wish your wish? Is she very important to you?"

"Of course!" Wilson quickly replied without even thinking about it, not to mention that it is important to him, it should be important to the entire Dragon Clan!

"Then you should understand her." Climans said: "Don't you think you dragons have been trapped on Dragon Island for too long, so long that you forgot to take a good look at this world."

"...What do you mean?" Wilson asked quickly.

"She loves this world. You can only know why she wants to leave Dragon Island if you try to understand her heart." Climans didn't finish his sentence, all he had to do was arouse Wilson's curiosity, "As for me, I'm at most someone who can help her."

Wilson was thoughtful, looked at Clemence's back, and followed.

What Mr. Johansen said about feeling the power was to allow them, a group of freshmen and senior students, to exchange martial arts.In short, let the senior students teach them.Climans followed the crowd to the open space behind the school. There were many kinds of weapons around the open space, and the surrounding stones surrounded a field, and the flat ground in the middle was like a square suitable for duels. venue.

The group of senior students were fighting each other in the arena, and some of the students with higher abilities had a layer of fighting spirit attached to them, which looked extremely powerful.

"Ms. Johnson!" The senior students greeted Johnson when they saw him.

"Where's your teacher?" Johnson asked.

"He's gone to rest, and we're practicing by ourselves." A man among the seniors came out from the arena. He was wearing a suit of well-crafted clothes, the collar buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a white chest.He looks pretty handsome, but the supercilious expression on his face spoils his original appearance a bit, not to mention his eyes, from the moment he came out, his eyes kept turning around the girl, making him look not serious.

"That guy is being lazy again!" Johansen muttered dissatisfiedly, he waved his hand, and introduced the new students to the group of students he had brought, "This is your junior and junior sister, show them How to use a weapon, teach them properly."

"You guys." Johansen said to his students, "You can try which martial arts you are interested in, and tell me what your goals are before get out of class ends today, whether it's a swordsman or a knight... It all depends Your choice."

"Hey, Johansen, do you mean that all these rookies are handed over to us?" The man brushed the hair on his forehead and winked at the girls, "I'm happy to serve the ladies .”

Johansen rolled his eyes, "Evan, you have something to do this time."

"what?"

"These two students are entrusted to you to guide." Johnson raised his hand and pointed at Clemens and Wilson. "Your fighting spirit is considered to be a bit basic. It shouldn't be a problem to teach two students, right?"

"I'm not interested." Evan bluntly rejected Johansen's proposal. Not only that, he also walked in the direction of Rita. gesture, "My dear lady, I don't think anyone is more suitable to teach you than me."

Rita apparently didn't expect that this man would come at her, she frowned and shook her head, "No, I will learn by myself." After she finished speaking, she immediately walked to Clemence's side, and now there are no two brothers and Carrie. With my sisters here, I felt relatively at ease staying with Climans.

When such a straightforward invitation was rejected, Evan's face was not very good-looking, but he still restrained his temper, because many of the students who came to St. It's not a civilian, it's not interesting if it's too easy to use.Thinking of this, he walked up to the girl with a smile, squinted at the strange man next to the girl, and said, "I think I should introduce myself well. My name is Evan Jeffrey. Senior fighter, I will accompany you in whatever you want to learn."

"Evan Jeffrey..." Clemens thought the name was very familiar, so he couldn't help repeating it.

Evan turned his head and looked in the direction of Climans, "You know me?"

The more Clemens thought about it, the more he felt that this person looked familiar. Before he could dig him out of his memory, Johansen forcibly arranged a battle for him.

"You, come here." Johansen pointed to Climans, and then grabbed the Evan who was turning around Rita, and all the senior students in the field came out at this moment, watching from the sidelines Lively, "Evan, it's up to you to demonstrate for everyone first, teaching this little warrior how to use martial arts."

Normally, Johansen would not do anything to a freshman who can't see him, but as long as he arranges Evan to play, then... the senior students can't help but look at Climans with sympathy: I hope this poor freshman Still able to get up at the end.