The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

Sunday, December 15, 905 8: 00 AM Unified Exam Day, Knight of Magic Instruction College

"I couldn't sleep much after all..."

Mia was moving her legs as she rubbed her sleepy eyes toward the main building of the Imperial Demonic Knights Instruction College, the test venue for the discipline.

"I couldn't sleep in a different way!

Pruitt had a major stretch even as he made a bear under his eyes.

Yesterday, after the teacher's class, when he returned to the dorm to open the package, it was a crate containing each weapon.

Mia is a cane, Pruitt is a spear, Cliff is a long sword, Teresa is a knuckle, and Eight is a special weapon called a gun.

They were all material class weapons with insane performance.

Regardless, they were all happy to jump up, but Pruitt in particular was shuddering like a young toddler.

"You know how important today's exam is to us?

"You don't have a choice. I couldn't sleep. Oh, I wish I could have used that weapon in today's exam."

"This is ridiculous! If I allowed that, it would be an exam where only those with wealth would win. Are you really satisfied with winning a test like that?

Cliff intensifies his anger at the tone. This statement by Cliff is a little fresh.

"You're just kidding. Don't be so mad at me."

"Totally you..."

Cliff also closes his mouth when he exhales a small sigh like a heartbreak.

"Teresa looks pretty good, but you slept?

"Yeah. It was neat."

"" "Envy" "

The three words were brilliantly hammered, and Eight had seen it and erupted.

"You're going to have a lot of room."

An ill-eyed blonde girl was royal with her hands on her hips in the middle of the road taking her surroundings.

"That's my dialogue... and I hear you care about us, too."

Express your thoughts that Pruitt has no such ex or child with a voice that frightens you from the bottom of your mind.

"Behold, why am I doing this to you people?"

"If you have time to give someone else a little time, I think you should preview it in your own classroom."

Has it bothered you? When Pruitt blocks Messalina, he makes a big stretch, doesn't stop his leg, and tries to pass by it.

"Hey, don't wait!!"

Even as Messalina speaks up, Pruitt raises his right hand and lets Prapra,

"Let's work together."

Spit out a dialogue she doesn't really want.

While the poopy boy next to Messalina raised a thin creepy grin,

"Well, do you know this? If you don't make it within 40 by yourself, it looks like your professor will be banished from this academy."

Mia and the others utter unacceptable facts.

Pruitt's feet that stop pitched. And I looked back over my shoulder,

"Dema from where, huh?

He was staring at a male student who felt puffy with a stiff eye.

"Oh, I knew you didn't know. That professor, without knowing it, became a barbarian lord like Delta, and he said that if he lost his professorship, he would be stripped of his status at the same time. I mean, come on, if one of you doesn't get within 40, he's ruined."

"Crazy! Such cod, I can believe it!

"If you think it's a lie, why don't you ask the school side directly?

"Damn!

Pruitt runs toward the school building when he pushes the students over.

"Let's go too."

Mia also nodded her legs toward the school building at Eight's angry caged voice, which didn't seem to be either.

"Is that true?

……

At the lifting mouth, Pruitt was stuck in the middle of a beautiful blue-haired woman wearing a dull hat.

That's Dr. Rebecca. Mia and the others. He's one of the few professors who's been intimate with G-Class.

"It's true how it goes, isn't it?

To Cliff's emotionless inquiry, Dr. Rebecca nodded small, even as he bit down his lower lip.

"But why confiscate it to the realm!? My father, noble, but that's not true!

When Teresa grabs Dr. Rebecca's shoulders, she shakes them with a bumble and questions them.

"That's... I can't tell you. But we just have to bet on you guys. That's what I'm thinking."

"Let's go, Teresa"

"So, but..."

"It's no use being mad at Dr. Rebecca! Anyway, it's the usual noble fence!

Cliff screams to throw it away, grabbing Teresa's wrist and walking to the designated classroom as if to pull it over.

Mia and the others also headed to the classroom, overwhelmed somewhere by remarks that did not seem like cliffs of aristocratic supremacy.

When Mia and the others enter the classroom, their gaze gathers simultaneously. There were S-Class members trampling together.

Pure hostility not scornful gaze like other students. That's what Mia and the others are all about.

Both Ronald and Alan were already in the classroom, but as soon as I glanced at Mia and the others, I began to look through the book. And that's the same for the other students. Only the red-haired girl doesn't even look at me here, looking out at the view with her cheekstick on.

"We'll definitely win this."

Pruitt groans bossly, and Mia and the others nod silently, taking their designated seats.