Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 124: Merklin returns
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This man is about twenty-four or five years old, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, golden hair with a little noble taste, unruly eyes exuding a cold chill, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, like a smile. He was wearing white casual clothes. He was not tall, but extremely strong. Except for the scar from the ear to the corner of his mouth, which destroyed the overall beauty, he was considered a beautiful man.
The man was holding the Balowix College student ID card on his chest, and the old man guarding the gate glanced at him slightly and waved to let him in.
"It’s only been two months since I’ve been back. It seems that the college has changed a lot!" The man said to himself as he walked. At this moment, his brows wrinkled slightly because he saw the building under renovation. .
"Renovating? What's wrong? It seems that the academy has experienced a lot of destruction..." the man thought silently, lost in thought, "Who would have the courage to wreak havoc in the academy? "
The man has been away from the college for a long time. For him, the familiar college feels more strange.
Beside a small pavilion on the corner, students in twos and threes gathered together. This small pavilion was originally a place for students to study in the morning, but now it is shamelessly occupied by a group of students. That group is Heifelt As well as some of his men, Heifert originally had a class today, but he skipped the class. According to his words, listening to the instructor about those basic things was boring.
"It's so boring early in the morning, think of some good ideas to come out and play..." Heifert stretched out and said weakly.
Heifert was lying halfway on a girl's lap. The girl had red hair and looked bright and dazzling. Her small hands were helping Heifelt gently pinch his shoulders.
Echarlotte, Heifert’s classmate, is also the same batch of special enrollment students, and is now his girlfriend.
A freshman rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "The guy in the freshman paladin class is so arrogant, he actually claims to be the boss, Heifelt boss, how about we go to teach him a meal? I think he is not pleasing to the eye. It's been a long time..."
"No...no...no..." Heyfeldt stretched out an index finger contemptuously and shook it. "Since Ron’s and that incident happened, the college has strictly forbidden direct conflicts between students. , At least not before the qualifying match, you have to solve the trouble and go by yourself, I will not go..."
"Oh!" The freshman's eyes looked extremely disappointed. The guy he was talking about was not easy to deal with. He wanted to tell Heifert to deal with him. His strength was far behind.
At this moment, Heyfelter glanced at the direction and smiled, "It's not easy for you to find a Paladin. There happens to be one over there..."
"Huh?" The new student turned his head and looked at him. He happened to see the man before, even though he was dressed as a paladin, even though he was dressed in casual clothes.
Heyfeldt smiled and pointed, "Isn't that the Paladin? Call him over..."
"Uh! Well, I don't know him..." The new student shook his head.
"Stop talking nonsense, just let you call..." Heifelt jumped up, reaching out and shaking his head.
"Yes...Yes...Boss Heifert..." The freshman stood up hurriedly with a smile, and he beckoned, "You—that who—Paladin, come over to me... "
"Me?" The scarred man furrowed his brows in the distance. It was too late for the students to hide from him before, but this group of people dared to provoke him, what's the matter?
Interestingly, they are the freshmen of this year. The scarred man smiled, and he walked over quietly, and asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"
Heifert grinned, "It's nothing, just call you over..."
"Oh?" The scarred man frowned and smiled softly. He wanted to see what medicine was sold in the gourds of the ruffians.
Heyfeldt looked at him up and down, "Looking at your appearance, you should have good strength, at least the strength of an intermediate professional?"
It’s no wonder that Heifert has such a big tone. He is the mid-level peak strength himself and may break through at any time. Besides, there are many senior powerhouses under his brother, even if the opponent is a high-level professional, Heifelt Don't pay attention to it.
"It looks like where you just came back from? Hey, by the way, where are you from?" Heifelt asked with a smile.
"I just came back from the Holy Roman Empire, and it was a bit late to report..." the scarred man answered honestly.
"Holy Roman Empire? Yes, I also belong to the Holy Roman Empire. It seems that you are still a senior, so good, you will follow me in the future...Haha..." Heifert thought magnanimously With a smile.
"Hahaha!" The freshmen looked at the scarred man like a monkey show, with a hint of mockery on their faces.
Since that day, Hayfels has been ambitious and formed the Black Tiger Gang. They have included the large and small forces in the academy. They are strong, except for Ron Indabs’s warning. Apart from the gang tycoon's inability to move, Hefels was not afraid of anyone, so naturally he was not afraid of the single Paladin.
The scared man smiled more brilliantly, and a slight trace of murder flashed in his eyes.
Heifert’s eyes swept across the space pocket around the scarred man’s waist, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes, "You just came from the Holy Roman Empire, so you should have brought a lot of good things. Contribute to the things in the space bag. If you have anything to do in the college in the future, this young master will do it for you..." As he said, Heyfelter reached out and touched the space bag on the scar man's waist.
A trace of anger flashed in the scarred man's eyes.
"Ouch..." Before Heyfeldt reached out, he saw that the other party grabbed his hand like lightning, and then there was a strong force coming, his hand bones seemed to be broken.
"You!" Heifelt was shocked. The power from the other's warm hands made him terrified. He gritted his teeth, "Boom--" and a powerful flame burst out from his body. .
"So bold..."
"Stop me..."
"Dare to move the boss?"
The group of freshmen couldn't hold back their breath, and they all shot to stop, some even drew weapons on the spot.
"You...you let go..." Heifert felt that his hand was about to break. He struggled desperately and couldn't escape the opponent's grasp. At this moment, a trace of terror flashed in Heifert's eyes. , The opponent's strength can only be described as unfathomable, the man in front of him is really terrifying.
"You...what do you want to do! Let go of him!" Heifert's girlfriend Ycharlot also said angrily. Based on the strength of the other party, she wisely did not choose to shoot.
A trace of vindictiveness did not appear on the scared man. Only his own strength suppressed the vindictive Heifert, facing the weapons that Heifert had aggressively set aside, even his eyes. Without blinking, he said to himself, "Oh, I didn't think I had been away for so long, and no one would recognize me when I came back. I have to say that this is an irony..."
"Who...who are you?" Heifert was shocked and angry. He finally understood that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person.
The scarred man smiled and did not answer Heifelt’s question, but instead asked, "You should be Heifels’ brother? Or... someone who is related to him?"
Heyfeldt was completely stunned. He said graciously, "You...how do you know?"
"Guess!" The scarred man smiled slightly, reached out and pushed him, letting go.
"Punch..." Heifert took a few steps back abruptly, rubbing his aching wrist with lingering fear.
The scar man smiled, "Tell Hayfels, I will come to him and let him wash his neck and wait..." He said, ignoring everyone, and drifting away, the students frightened the scar man The strength of the atmosphere, the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath, let alone rushed to challenge.
As soon as Heifert got away, the villain’s face was exposed, and he exclaimed angrily, “Asshole, I’m not going to just leave things like this for today, Paladin... Your name..."
The scarred man stood still abruptly, looked at the frightened freshmen, and said with a slight smile, "My name is Merklin..." He said and left without looking back.
Heifert's mouth is wide open, enough to swallow a duck egg, Merklin, it is Merklin, the first paladin of the academy Merklin, Heifert has never seen him himself, But the name has long been like a thunderbolt. He has heard of the name from his elder brother many times, and from Heifeles's tone, this person is also quite jealous.
"Actually... it's Merklin... he is Merklin..." The calves of the freshmen were shaking, the dormitory with the top ranking in the college, the paladins with the top strength in the college, two The first created this legendary character. I remembered that I wanted to attack this person at first, and those freshmen would be afraid for a while.
Heyfeldt managed to stop his pounding heart, his mouth was extremely bitter, "Quickly, let's go back and tell my big brother that Merklin, the first paladin of Barovax College, is back... …"
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Dabs just returned to his dedicated office, and Mei Meidi made a cup of fragrant coffee. The coffee was produced in a place called Blue Mountains. Because of its scarce production, the price was much higher than ordinary coffee.
Take a sip with the cup in his hand, put it down, and then started the day's work. Dubbs is the deputy dean. He doesn't work much every day, but he deals with major issues.
"Boom, boom—" At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Someone came so early?" Dubbs muttered in his heart, and said in his mouth, "Come in!"
The door opened, and a not-so-bully figure came in.
"Why come here so early! Sit down? What's the matter..." Dubbs put down the quill in his hand and raised his head casually. He thought that some mentor had something to look for.
Suddenly, his hand shook, his expression froze suddenly, because he saw a familiar figure, this figure was once the pride of the academy, as the first dormitory in the ranking battle, the strongest saint Knight, Darbus will naturally not feel unfamiliar.
"It's you?" Darbus stood up in surprise, "Merklin, are you back?"