80《Dean》

It was class time at the Royal School. The sun was up and the students were listening in class.

The principal was at his desk, as usual, and the teachers without classes were in the break room.

1/B class had started the lesson. His first lessons were History, and their teacher was a frail man with old hair and round monoframe glasses.

He was lecturing solemnly with a long slender black staff.

A few of the students yawned.

Several students were already asleep with their heads on the table.

Most male students stared in the back row from time to time.

More specifically, a girl in the back row.

The girl's long blonde hair was released, and her innocent gaze combined with her white uniform had already set a throne in the hearts of many men.

The men looking at her were listening seriously to the lecture, as if it didn't exist, indifferent.

'Here it is as expected of our goddess! He even listens seriously to such a boring lecture!' That was the word that resonated in the hearts of many men now.

This girl was none other than Ayuan.

The men just looked but did not dare to approach. Because this angel-like innocent looking girl should have remained innocent in her thoughts! For such an angelic girl, even they themselves were like a stain on that girl.

This girl should not be touched!

Vile creatures like themselves should not touch this angelic looking girl and tarnish her!

At this time, the door opened. The person who came in was a big man.

"Dean," the History teacher said with a smile, as he walked towards the teacher, stroking his long beards.

All the students stood up respectfully.

The dean gestured "sit"

The class was quiet.

The sleeping students were poked and awakened by their friends, while the sleepy students were instantly sober when they saw the dean.

"This time, I thought I'd test the new students, you know I couldn't come to test the first days of school," said the dean, looking at the students while stroking his beard.

Shi La sneaking out of the window at that time was cursing her luck. "Fuck!

The Dean squinted his eyes, smirking slightly, and spoke calmly as he stroked his beard.

"Let's start the test with the first person who entered the test through that window"

When the whole class turned around and looked at the window, they saw the person in the back, sneaking into the classroom, hiding all around.

Shi La!

He put his foot in the classroom outside the window and calmly walked to the front of the classroom as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, oh," he cleared his throat, then explained.

"Teacher, I'm new"

"Oh? Haha, it's obvious" he said while stroking his beard.

Shi La muttered, "It's obvious, if my job doesn't go to school, I'll pull your beard out obviously old man," he muttered in a low mood.

The Dean grinned even more.

Pulling his hands from his beard, he took the black wand, pointed to the board and spoke.

"Since our lesson is history, you will be tested from history"

"Our topic is 'The Theorem of Different Races'"

Lightly explained.

"According to this theorem, it is argued that there are different races besides humans. Although there is no proof"

"Some said it was just a myth, while others believed it was true..."

As the man was going to continue, he paused, looking at Shi La, "What do you think?" she asked.

Everyone was silent.

All the students in the border were listening earnestly.

Because this person was the dean!

Dreamy!

That man, who was too respectable to look at them when he passed them, and who could never reach them, was teaching them a lesson!

One of the 4 deans who have never shown their face since the school opened!

One of the 4 great deans that even the King of the Imperial City was praised for!

Was it a dream?!

No!!

Shi La answered the dean's question, cursing at his luck as opposed to an entire class thankful for his luck.

"There are many races other than humans. The idea of ​​only human race is like a frog in a well."

The whole class started laughing.

"Ahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Ahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Those who were holding back from laughing continued to laugh with the leadership of the others.

Shi La was a little taken aback.

Did he say something funny?

Or were these people just below average humor, pathetic enough to laugh at everything?

With a clapping hand, the dean turned his full attention to himself, and the class fell into silence.

"At first, I explained that this theorem has two consequences. The first result was those who did not believe that there was another race. The second was those who believed. But later this theorem ceased to be a theory."

"It has been confirmed that there is no race other than man because it was a mental patient who came up with this theorem"

Shura silently looked at the dean and the class, who was grinning at himself.

He had to summon the infernal book and turn into a demonic form and show himself to this class as evidence.

Then he said to them, "Here's a cover for you!" He had a middle finger chin.

As a demon himself, he was speechless when faced with this situation right now.

His eyebrow twitched.

But showing up now meant being caught by Urmalin.

"I swear to you, as soon as I find this Infasion, I will show you my demon form and pull a nice cover!" He quietly made up his mind.

"You can sit down," the dean said with a smile.

As Shi La spoke to the back, a leg suddenly appeared in front of him.

One of the girls had sneered, suddenly sticking her foot out, demanding that she trip and fall.

The moment Shura stepped on her feet, a scream broke out in the classroom.

On the other hand, Shura stepped forward, taking another careless step as the girl behind her shouted, "Stop for me!"

Dean asked with a slight frown as Shura moved indifferently.

"What happened to my daughter?"

"He stepped on my foot," said the girl, crying and pointing at Shura.

Shura grinned, walking towards the girl again. Standing on his feet, he explained to the dean.

"Teacher, I am walking from here, it is not logically possible for me to step on this girl's foot"

Each student's body was in the queue. It was impossible for Shura to be where he was walking, unless he deliberately removed it from the queue.

The girl's face reddened.

This had two bad meanings.

If the girl was telling the truth, that is, her foot was stepped on, it meant that her foot was not in the queue.

This was also an expansive and disrespectful way of sitting, unsuitable for a girl.

Or the girl purposely put her foot out to knock Shura down.

This was another act that was considered immoral.

The second bad meaning is that the girl's foot was not stepped on. Which meant that the girl was lying.

In any case, the girl was in bad shape.

Shura made this clear by saying a single sentence.

After all, he was a demon who knew word games and was proficient in the art of conversation.

Feeling that all the strange looks were focused on her, the girl grit her teeth and looked at Shi La. His hands under the desk were clenched into fists, green veins protruding from his hands.

The Dean said, "Let's get back to the test," and hung up again. She didn't want an argument.

-To be continued-