Flirting with the identity card on the table, Dean stroked the lines of the pedagogical guild badge, revealing a subtle expression.

There were only two guest seats in total, and they were also provided to him and the hotel uncle who came here as a parent.

It smells like Blue Star on the Parents Committee Representative.

It is hard not to make Dean feel that this is the temporary position of senior officials of the academic school to add.

After looking around the VIP room, Dean became more and more sure of his guess.

It's also difficult for them.

I guess after he exposed his identity, those people had a headache for a while. How should they deal with their hot potato?

Dean leaned on the back of the chair and stared at Monsa who looked well-behaved.

Perhaps the experience of being forcibly forced out of the hidden state left a psychological shadow on the needle-haired banshee, which showed a rare quietness.

Even the long hair that had originally hung behind her was gathered in front of her, curling slightly, as if she was about to wrap Monsa in.

Dean quietly admired its rare and quiet appearance for a while. After feeling that it was almost done, he stretched out his hand and made a weed pulling action under Monsa's confusion.

Thinking of what happened a few days ago, the fool knew what he was implying.

The angry aroused in the heart of the needle-haired banshee instantly dispelled its uneasiness. Monsa's hair stood up slightly, and her cheeks also bulged with a certain curve. The shrinkage just now disappeared instantly.

Seeing that the demon pet had regained his "energetic" appearance, Dean retracted his gaze and then turned his eyes to the hotel uncle.

The other party does not seem to be a talkative person. Although the two are in the same seat, they have no communication.

The uncle had no intention of reminiscing with Dean, nor did he talk to the uncle beside him. The two acted like they had never met before.

But the other party is so big that even if he doesn't speak, his presence is still so strong that it is impossible to ignore.

Although it would not be said to make Dean feel pressured, the threat of being with the beast was lingering in his heart.

Xiaolan and Akaman divine fish, who sensed his emotional changes, also began to get restless.

Dean could only try to keep himself focused elsewhere to calm down this subconscious vigilant reaction.

Fortunately, soon five people except Mason entered the room one after another.

Dean recognized five faces in succession and suddenly realized that although Mason looked very untuned, he was the one with the most friendly attitude among the six people.

But the five people later were different. The eyes of their eyes when they looked at them were full of exploration and gaze, as if they were looking at an intruder, implicitly alert.

Not only did it to him, but also to Monsa and the hotel uncle.

Monsa, who has a keen sense, has a particularly profound experience in this regard.

While the five people came to say hello to Dean, they did not leave it behind.

It was like visiting something rare, everyone would look at it for a while. Although it was not long, Monsa's hair was still so irritating.

The little hedgehog-like appearance fell into Mason's eyes, making him laugh so hard that he trembled all over.

Monsa, whose self-esteem was damaged, glared at him, her hair completely exploded, becoming a sharp needle ball.

Dean glanced at the long black hair that was almost poking him in front of him, and his mouth twitched. He was about to let Monsa stay in another place when he heard one of the five people talking on his own initiative: "Did President Dean come for his friends?"

The word "friend" is very subtle.

If Dean admitted it, he would be shorter inexplicably in his identity.

He temporarily put down Monsa and faced the inquiring eyes of the vice president and acting president around him, denied: "It's a friend's child."

"It's my junior. I promised their father to take care of him more."

“It’s always something to do when it comes to speaking.”

"Anyway, I am a free guy. If you can take this opportunity to visit the third area, it will be considered as a benefit from the children."

After saying that, Dean looked at the person who was asking, and said, "But I didn't expect to take care of them all the way until now."

"I thought I would just be fine if I saw the ring match, but who knew I would come to the main venue... The students in District 3 were a little beyond my expectations."

This is a bit sarcastic.

The six people in the chair looked at him.

It seemed like there were twelve small knives that stabbed Dean in the face.

Monsa, who sensed the danger, immediately took two steps back, put her hands behind her back, and looked like she was not very familiar with Dean.

After a moment of silence in the room, the vice president of the Mage Academy narrowed his long and narrow fox eyes and continued: "President Dean's juniors are all excellent, and with the help of the magic pet, it is worth going far."

He deliberately added accent to the magic pet, as if he was emphasizing something, and as if he was venting some of his emotions.

Immediately afterwards, there was something sharp that showed its edge under the seemingly calm words.

"Children who are just using external forces all the way will inevitably feel proud and complacent. This is not a good thing. It will have disadvantages or benefits for their future."

"But President Dean doesn't have to worry. I believe that their psychology will gradually disappear in the next exam."

"Children will always know that the power gained from down-to-earth is the foundation that supports a person, not those shortcuts that look beautiful but have hidden traps."

The meaning of holding a gun and a stick is that everyone has tasted it.

Dean, however, nodded and praised, "That would be better."

The two looked at each other and smiled as if they had reached some consensus. Monsa couldn't help but shrink her neck, further reducing her presence.

When Kana, who was guarding the door, heard this, she couldn't help but wiped tears of sympathy for the ignorant Lucy and Kosey.

Dean deserves it.

The person was offended and the children were beaten.

He really has the responsibility of being an uncle.

With such a parent on the scene, Lucy and Cosey were no longer worried that their exams would not be exciting enough or exciting enough.

It shook its head, found a free room and went in. It confirmed that it didn't seem like someone would come, and then locked the door and hid under the table.

Listening to the noise coming from outside the wide open window, Kana crossed her legs and slowly closed her eyes.

...

The Gemini are connected, and as soon as Kana enters the state, Andal here senses something.

It held its paws and felt that it was in an unprecedented state.

Kossi exchanged a look with his demon pet, and a confident light suddenly appeared on his face. He poked his head out with interest, searched around the audience, trying to find Dean and Kana.

Unfortunately, the person couldn't find it, and that stupid look of protruding his head fell into the lounge of the next college, the eyes of a bunch of assassins.
Chapter completed!