Ancestral local tyrant system

"Old man, where is the position about three kilometers in that direction?" Fang Jueyu said, pointing to the north of Saint-El.

"That should be the direction of the principal's office, what's wrong?"

"My detector told me that my things are in that place, wouldn't your principal take them?" Fang Jueyu guessed.

"This..." The old magician thought carefully, it seemed that it was really possible!

In addition to managing school affairs, their principal has been wandering outside for a long time, because their Saint-El is extremely confidential, so all enrollment actions are handled by his principal.

The name of this principal is Broen, an old man who is over 100 years old, and his magic power has reached the level of a fifth-level magister, which is almost equivalent to the level of a fifth-level source energy person.

He has been wandering around in the outside world for a long time, with the purpose of discovering those children who have the potential to become magicians and trying to get them into Saint-El, and most of these children are orphans and little tramps.

Fang Jueyu said that his things disappeared on the island where the school is located almost an hour ago. This is exactly the time when their principal returned to the school this time. This is definitely not a coincidence.

"Young man, why don't I take you to see the principal. You may still encounter a lot of trouble if you break in like this." Seeing Fang Jueyu's face in providing these children with a batch of high-quality magic wands, they Still very willing to assist Fang Jueyu.

After all, what he said just now makes sense. There is really nothing in this school that is worthy of his jealousy. In all likelihood, he is really looking for what he has lost.

"Hold on to me!" said the old magician. "There is a magic teleportation array in the school. Our teacher can teleport to most areas of the school at will through a spell."

"It turned out to be like this," Fang Jueyu nodded. The method of teleportation is similar to that of the Transcendent Theological Academy, but one is science and the other is magic.

Fang Jueyu grasped the old magician's arm tightly, only to feel a strong tear, and Fang Jueyu's head suddenly went blank.

...

In the middle of the school is a tower-like building, and Saint El’s principal’s office is built on top of this tower.

This is a room made entirely of wooden furniture. On the desk, a feather pen is automatically correcting a stack of thick documents, and the flames in the fireplace are also burning extremely vigorously under the automatic closure of an ancient blower.

Bron was sitting on a wooden chair carefully observing a fist-sized meteorite. Right in front of him was a piece of old parchment floating out of thin air, which seemed to record similar patterns.

"There should be nothing wrong, this is something sent from the civilization of the universe," he said with certainty, "I didn't expect someone on this earth to be able to communicate with the civilization of the universe, who is it..."

"No matter who it is, maybe he is Saint-El's hope. I hope he can find our school."

Suddenly, the tower shook slightly, and the fine dust from the ceiling fell on Bron's table.

"It's so powerful, it's not like a magical attack by humans." Bron is a very strong magister. His strength is even higher than that of Blair. At a distance of a few kilometers, Bron can Feel the power of the magical cannon bombardment just now.

"Did this person come here so soon?" According to Braun's inference, it would take a day or two for this person to find the school.

He got up and was about to go out, when a panicked figure slammed open the door of his office and rushed in.

"Bruce, what is so flustered?" Bron has been alive for more than a hundred years, what hasn't happened?He dared to say that he was the most knowledgeable person on the entire planet, so he didn't appear to panic.

"Principal, a young man has broken into the school, and the gate has been broken by him!"

"What? Broken?"

He already thought that someone would break into the school. It’s not surprising that someone who can communicate with the civilization of the universe can cross that lake. As long as he wants to, even a person who doesn’t understand magic has many ways to crack this. Kind of magic.

But this school gate can't be broken easily!

Bron is very confident in his magic. The school gate he strengthened not only uses magic power, but also uses some powerful magic prohibitions and props. Even the seventh and eighth magisters may not be able to easily break him. Prohibition!

"Don't be nervous, speak slowly."

"It's the principal," Bruce took a deep breath, and then recounted what had just happened. Of course, he also omitted his provocation against Fang Jueyu.

"Magic Cannon, and red magic ore?" Bron was slightly surprised. The origin of this person is not simple at all to have these things.

But when you think about it, there are very few relics on earth. How easy is it to find a magic cannon and so many magic ores?

This person may have found the remains of another civilization, or he has a way to get these things from the cosmic civilization.

Judging from this express delivery, the probability of the latter is even higher, maybe he really has a way to solve the problems facing the school!

"Go, let's go out and find him!"

"Principal, you..." Bruce found that not only was there no anger on Bron's face, he was even extremely excited.

This is not scientific!They blew up the gates of the school. It was obvious that they came to kick the restaurant. Why does the principal seem happy?Almost laughed out loud?

They had just walked out of the principal's office, and with a wave of spatial fluctuations, Fang Jueyu and the old magician appeared in front of them instantly.

"Oh!" Fang Jueyu retched twice. The transmission device of the Super Seminary was also like this, but this Saint El's teleportation magic was ten times more disgusting than there.

"The principal, that's him!" Bruce pointed to Fang Jueyu and said, he filled up the lake around our school and destroyed our school gate with a magic cannon.

"Mr. Remus, how can you bring such a dangerous person here?" Bruce asked the old magician.

He shook his head, and the feeling of spinning around the world gradually disappeared. At this time, his gaze fell on Bruce and Bron. In the hands of the elderly magician, he was actually holding his express delivery!

"That thing is what I was looking for!" Fang Jueyu said excitedly, pointing at the meteorite.

"Principal, this..." The old magician called Remus didn't know what to say for a while. It seemed that their principal took Fang Jueyu's things without authorization.

"Principal, this person is very powerful. Don't let him leave the school, otherwise the existence of our Saint Ellie will be exposed!" With the principal by his side, Bruce seemed to have a lot of confidence.

"You shut up!" Unexpectedly, the principal suddenly took out his wand and pointed at Bruce very angry.

"Hmm, uh uh..." Bruce found that he couldn't say anything in his throat.

"Young man, I am Bron, the principal of Saint-El's School, and I apologize to you for what my teachers blocked you just now!"

"Huh?" Fang Jueyu was stunned. In this case, shouldn't the younger one get the old one?Didn't the principal come out to fight himself?

Even if it comes out to make peace, this tone is too humble, right?

Fang Jueyu looked up and down at Bron, "Is this old man a fool?"