The Dean Has Arrived

Xiwei stopped the wooden spoon in his hand and looked up at the empty sky.

"What's wrong?"

Sophia, who was sitting on the haystack beside him, asked curiously.

"Nothing, it just feels like someone is looking at us somewhere."

After not finding anything wrong, Xiwei shook his head: "It's probably just an illusion."

"Well, those guys come to harass us from time to time these days. It's really hard to rest." Sophia sighed, took a sip of the wooden bowl, and it looked a little bit like batter, still steaming. Sticky liquid food: "Fortunately, you have discovered all the investigative methods."

"Speaking of which, don't you plan to ask me why I do this kind of thing?"

Xiwei turned her head and asked the girl who was close at hand.

After saving the hometown of the ghost species, Xiwei learned from the village that nearby towns and villages were facing the exploitation and bullying of vampires and low-level demons, countless people were destroyed, and countless wives scattered.

So Xiwei simply took the young and energetic teenagers, took up arms, formed a resistance army, and slaughtered all the vampires and low-level demons who had been dominating the surrounding towns and villages.

And people in those places have had enough of those inhuman insults. Instead of waiting for more cruel punishment and oppression, many people resolutely joined the resistance.

Especially under the command of Xiwei, after the rebels relied on an ambush and wiped out the invincible low-level demon army with only a few casualties, more and more young adults came to take effect.The resistance of the army is like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger...

Sofia’s long red hair looks rougher in the past few days, but the girl's face, paler than the average person, who has been living in the library all the year round, was frozen red in the cold, but the girl herself didn't seem to feel anything about it.

She sniffed, probably feeling a little cold, and leaned a little closer to Xiwei: "Compared with playing foolishly with an performing troupe, I think what you are doing now is considered serious business."

Seeing the girl puffing her cheeks, Xiwei couldn't help but laugh.

Most of the rebels were poor farmers. Naturally, the daily food was not even comparable to the Cutler Performing Arts Group, but it was interesting.When I was in the performing arts group, the girls who complained about the poor food were able to drink porridge without knowing whether the bark or the grass roots.Chewing on half-baked corn or other things, there was no complaint, and even Xiwei's suggestion for them to start a small stove was rejected by her.

'If we can't even eat the same food, then what qualifications do we have to take them to the battlefield where they might die?'That's what the girl said at the time.

This gave Siwei, who thought he knew enough about the other party, a new understanding of Sophia.

In his eyes, the girl who was serious, rigid, and incomprehensible (...) suddenly became cute.

"I thought you would at least ask me one sentence. Why can I solve those demon legions with one hand. But I still have to let the resistance army of ordinary people fight against them." Xiwei took a spoon of batter and sent it in. In the mouth.It can be seen that this thing does not taste good, and Xiwei, who was raised in the college cafeteria, has a bitter face.It took the boss's energy to swallow the batter.

"Master Dean, aren't you planning to tell me now?"

Sophia seemed to feel fresh about Sivi's rare expression, and looked at him grinningly.

"Well, it seems that our Professor Sophia is as sensitive as ever."

In the end, Xiwei could only show a wry smile and explained to her.

Originally, he went to the Timothy Dark Alliance this time, just to borrow a way to go to Middle-earth and visit the princess of the night nobleman by the way.

It is true that one or two vampires or abyss demons, or even an army of two vampires and abyss demons, is nothing to Sivi, but Timothy's nominal master is still the princess after all.

Regardless of the fact that before the orcs invaded, she made a special trip to Adric to remind Sivi that she was the sister of Saran, which made Sivi not be able to attack her casually.

The great magician is not invincible. Apart from the existence of the same level, humanity and justice are their biggest constraints.

In fact, if it weren't for Sharan to pat the airport-like breasts before and promise to kill a few scum as the third princess, it didn't matter, Xiwei wouldn't even plan to do it himself.

But there are indeed many guys in the Timothy Dark Alliance who have unspeakable malice towards human beings. As a member of humanity, Sevi will certainly not let those guys do anything wrong-in fact, so far, the reputation in the academy system On the panel, Sevi's reputation in the Timothy Dark Alliance is still the mortal enemy inherited from the Dark Night Nobles.

Since you can't do it yourself, you can simply disintegrate from the inside. As a traverser from the celestial dynasty, Xiwei's most indispensable is the theory of resistance behind enemy lines...

However, it is impossible for Xiwei to stay in the resistance army all the time. If the resistance army has been under the protection of his wings and has not experienced a bit of blood and blood, once it encounters a fiasco, it may be defeated immediately.

In order for them to be tempered, Xiwei will spare no effort to create opportunities for them to experience the cruelty of war.

After all, he is still there. The battle between the Resistance and the enemy is like playing Warcraft when the map is fully opened and here is ready to enter cheat codes...

Only those who are honed in iron and blood over and over again are truly qualified fighters.Only a real warrior can stand firm in this kind of arduous resistance, survive tenaciously, and continue to obstruct Timothy.

And in order to prevent the rebels from continuing to grow, as long as the Timothy official had some brains, he would definitely not continue to do the same things that officials forced the people to rebel.In this way, Xiwei's goal of improving the living conditions of human residents in the occupied areas from the beginning has been achieved.

What's more, in the future, Adric can send some students over to hone himself while helping the resistance army. Whether it is psychological quality or spell-casting ability, the force trained on the battlefield is more like an outing in other colleges. Go well!

"What are you talking about?"

Halfway through Siwei's explanation, Saran hugged a holly leaf (which is not the same species as the earth's holly leaf, it looks a bit like a lotus leaf) and ran over.

"Of course it's the next trip." Xiwei sighed, and swallowed another spoon of batter with a bitter expression on his face.

"Eh……"

The little vampire didn’t seem to be very interested in this topic. Regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not, he sat down on Si Weikong’s right hand, and then took out an oval the size of a goose egg from the holly leaf: "I asked Do you want to eat the roasted potatoes that Uncle Meal wants?"

"Oh! What a great help!" Xiwei looked surprised and hurriedly took over the roasted yellow potato: "Otherwise I really can't drink this kind of porridge called Morolo..."

Although the potatoes are only sprinkled with salt as a seasoning, for Siwei, compared to the strange batter, it can be regarded as a rare delicacy.

"Sister Sophia, do you want?" The little vampire took out another one from it: "I got four in total!"

"I don't need it." Sophia shook her head and refused, and then looked at the members of the Resistance Army who were fighting not far away.

I don’t know how many of these lads will survive the next time I see you?

At this time, Sivi suddenly handed half of Morolo's porridge to Sophia: "Sorry, you can take it for me first... No, it doesn't matter if you drink it all."

"Are you a picky eater..." Sophia said with a little bit of sadness from a girl but was interrupted by Sivi's words that disrupted the atmosphere.

But then she found that Xiwei did not have a joking expression on her face, but looked seriously in the direction she was looking at before.

"There is a villain, I will send it." He threw the remaining half of the potato into his mouth casually, and said vaguely: "Give me ten minutes." (To be continued...)