The Villain Master Only Wants To Live A Buddhist Life

This punch was merciless, and almost poured out all the anger he had secretly accumulated!

Scott had never been beaten to this extent, and his whole brain was stunned. He couldn't use any magic cards, and he screamed again and again because of the pain!

Robert still refused to stop, he threw forward and pushed Scott to the ground, then rode on his ass, and greeted him in the face with his fist!

...

The holster on Scott's face was broken, exposing his mouth and nose.

Robert tore it hard, tearing the leather case from bottom to top, and finally saw the man's true face.

Because he was a second-year student in the House of Nobles, Robert hadn't seen him, but that didn't stop him from slapping his pimple-ridden face a few more times.

Finally, when Scott's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, Robert's anger subsided a lot.

He laughed "haha" a few times, and felt that he had never been so happy since he entered school.

Scott lay on the ground, panting for a while, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

And Werther stared at the side, and it was the first time he had seen Robert actually do something.

After that day ended, Robert accidentally slipped his tongue and told Werther that he was tied up for one night, but he only concealed the fact that he became a woman.

But Werther had only now linked the murderer to the order in the Chamber of Secrets.

Among the people present, he was the only one who had seen Scott wearing a squid holster.

"What's next?" Werther asked.

Robert let out a breath, and said harshly, "What else can I do? Of course, send him to Professor Sylph. I'm sure Professor Sylph will deal with him well!"

"Don't! Don't! Don't!"

Scott, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, immediately screamed: "Don't send me to Professor Sylph, I will be expelled! And you will be locked up too!"

Robert sneered and said, "Confinement? I'm just taking revenge. How could I be confined?"

"No."

But Werther interrupted abruptly: "Robert, he's right. You've been beaten too hard. If Professor Sylve finds out, you will not only be put in confinement, but at least 50 points will be deducted."

Robert was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted: "How is it possible, it's not fair!"

Witte shook his head: "There is nothing unfair, fighting is wrong in itself."

Robert: "What about us?"

Witt pretended to be deliberate and said, "I've already taken revenge anyway, right? He didn't do anything to you last time, why don't we just forget about it?"

Robert: "But he last time!"

Witte: "Huh?"

Robert's face sank: "It's nothing."

Witt said again: "Hey, maybe we can ask Dak, he was here just now. Hey, where is Dak?"

...

Duck had already pulled back.

As for how Werther and Robert deal with Scott, that is their own business.

Darke speculates, however, that Werther would not want to bring Scott to Professor Sylph.

Flower cards, idols, religious groups, these things seem to have been connected.

But after careful scrutiny, you will find that there is a trace of indelible treachery in it.

And Werther was already deep in it.

However, Dak withdrew after realizing that the goddess statue was not a good thing.

But the main reason why he didn't want to participate in it was because of Professor Kazel.

...

As long as it is a human being, there is a bias in doing things.

...

night.

Scott limped into a back room wearing a patched leather case.

The members of the religious order sat around and couldn't help but look at the stitching marks on his leather case.

A total of sixteen members of the cult were present, and no one knew their true identities except the leader who gathered them together.

From here, Scott is no longer Scott, but a squid.

"So, what's going on here?"

It was their leader, Mr. Haixing, who made the speech.

Facing the question from the leader, Squid was ashamed to answer.

Mr. Hai Xing frowned and said, "I remember I told you to observe first and don't do anything."

The squid finally broke down and said, "I really didn't do it first!"

Mr. Hai Xing asked suspiciously: "Could it be that the son of the Valkyrie did it first? He is the treasure in the eyes of the professors, the future star of St. Marianne, will he hit people first?"

"It's not them!" cried the squid. "It's the son of the brave and his followers! I just moved my mouth, and they moved their hands first!"

"Hiss, why are you talking about the son of the brave again?" Mr. Hai Xing felt a little pain in his head.

The squid immediately blamed him: "I was followed. The person we got rid of that night was the follower of the Son of the Brave, named Robert Broheim. They found me!"

Mr. Starfish: "How did they find you?"

Squid: "I don't know, I really don't know! It's not my fault!"

Mr. Haixing's headache became more and more serious: "Then how did you escape?"

Squid: "The son of the brave let me go."

Mr. Haixing: "Son of the Brave, let you go?"

All the seafood looked at each other in blank dismay, puzzled.

One of them, the eel-headed one, the only female in the order—Ms. Moray eel wondered: "So is Dak Dimon the person we are looking for?"

Squid shook his head: "Although I was beaten up, he probably wasn't the one who destroyed the goddess statue. Maybe the reason for collecting flower cards is just for liking."

Miss Moray: "Who would that be? It can't be the son of the brave, right? By the way, what's his name?"

Blowfish: "It seems to be called White Gold?"

Starfish: "It's Werther Gold."

Pufferfish: "!"

Mr. Hai Xing sighed: "We can't make extra troubles anymore, we don't have much time. We must restore the statue before the Holy Night comes, and offer a living sacrifice on the feast day of All Saints, the resurrected goddess!"

...

Taking off the holster, turning back into Scott's squid, he cautiously entered the common room of the Noble House.

But the person he wanted to avoid was drinking tea and reading the newspaper in the lounge, with those two shameless girls beside him!

Scott turned sideways, trying to avoid being seen as much as possible.

But when Dak raised his head inadvertently, it collided with his line of sight for confirmation.

Scott tensed up suddenly.

It wasn't until Dak continued to read the newspaper as if nothing had happened that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that during the day, Dak Dimon did take a step first, so he didn't see my true face under the holster."

Scott walked quickly up the stairs.

The narrow space in the stairs made him much more comfortable. He touched the bruise on his face lightly, and a sharp pain came from his heart, which made him hate Robert and Werther even more!

"The leader said that before the holy night comes, there should be no extra troubles, but on the holy night..."