Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 116: Leave it to me

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Faced with the fiery gazes from everyone around him, Ron hesitated. To tell the secret, he must tell the existence of Grandpa Khomelin. He knew that Grandpa Khomelin must have heard these words now, but he did not stop him. It seems that he wants to leave the decision-making power to him.

Ron thought for a while, finally made up his mind, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't say..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were disappointed. The most disappointed was Vivienne. Ron's words were extremely valuable for the study of undead magic.

"Bold! In front of Master Platz, there is no room for you to hide..." At this time, the old woman tutor who had been against Ron stood up and said angrily, "Boy, it's best Tell what you know, otherwise..."

The old woman's face trembled, her face full of threats.

"I'm sorry, I can't say it!" Ron repeated this sentence again, the difference is that this time his eyes were very firm, and he looked at the old woman without giving up.

"You..." The old woman's mouth was crooked, and she couldn't think that Ron would dare to confront her. The old woman felt that the dignity of her mentor had been provoked, and immediately took out the magic wand from the space bag in her waist. Teach this kid who doesn't know the heights of the earth.

"Stop!" At this moment, Platz's voice came from his ears. The voice was not loud, but there was an unquestionable smell.

The old woman was shocked, and her heart was broken. The dean was sitting here. When it was her turn to take charge, she immediately changed her tone, "Sorry, dean, I'm so excited..."

"You are not excited, but a bit too much!" Platz's voice raised a little, obviously with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Everyone has his own secret, is it our mentor to force him to say it? Thing?"

The old woman has a deep shame on her face, "I'm sorry! Mr. Dean!"

A small storm passed, and Ron knew that Dean Platz didn't mean to push him, so he was quietly relieved.

Platts' eyes fell on the table, Ron's file on the table, he reached for it.

Name: Ron

Gender: Male

Age: 15 years old

Occupation: Necromancer

……

Platz looked at it line by line. When his gaze fell on "Where are you from?" he suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head, and asked with an incredible expression, "You are from the Holy Roman Empire. ?"

Ron nodded, "Yes!"

Platz was even more surprised, "Didn’t the Holy Roman Empire prohibit the practice of undead magic? If it is discovered by the Holy See, it will be executed directly..."

Ron said calmly, "Yes, it is because I was chased by the Holy See that I escaped to the Roland Empire..."

Platts looked at Ron, "In order to practice undead magic, it seems that you have suffered a lot. It is not easy to escape from the pursuit of the Holy See..."

Ron took a deep breath and stared at Platz, "Dean Platz, the Roland Empire is known as the Kingdom of Freedom. I wonder what you will do with me?"

While speaking, Ron’s hand was secretly placed in the space bag, making an appearance of attack at any time. As long as one is wrong, he intends to do his best. It’s just that there are several division-level experts in the dean’s office. A master-level powerhouse, coupled with the dean, a sanctuary powerhouse, even if Grandpa Huo Meilin helps, he has no chance of winning, so he only used words to run against Dean Platz. Isn't the Roland Empire known as a free kingdom? How can you not tolerate the Necromancer?

Platz smiled slightly. He knew that the student’s guard had not been completely let go. He smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Ron, our Roland Empire is known as the Kingdom of Freedom, so naturally we won’t reject the Necromancer like the Holy Roman Empire. Didn’t you see? Necromancers can be found everywhere in the streets and alleys. Of course, these necromancers are completely different from you. As for me, I don’t have any prejudices against necromancers, whether it is ancient necromancers or modern necromancers. , Someone mentioned the cancellation of the undead system, I would not agree with this, so you can rest assured..."

The words of Dean Platz dispelled Ron's doubts. He breathed a sigh of relief, and put his hand in the space bag gently down.

"Master Xie!" Vivian gave a deep salute, and said, Vivian was the most delighted to hear Platz's words. She asked Dab for the cancellation of the undead system. Deputy Dean Si has many times, but no effect, but now Platz is speaking, who dares to object? This matter is truly set.

At this time, Darbus was silent for a while, stood up and said to Platz, "Master Dean, I have to remind you that if our academy continues to take in Ron, it may be an enemy of the Holy See... …"

Platz frowned, "What's going on?"

Deputy Dean Darbus gave a deep salute, "Master Dean, since Ron was involved in the fight, I am deeply shocked by his strength. I singled out more than 100 professionals. Moreover, the Necromancer, who is called a trash, is impossible under normal circumstances. I feel that something is wrong. I specially sent someone to the Holy Roman Empire to understand the situation..."

"There was news from the Holy Roman Empire that the Holy See paid much attention to Ron to the point of not hesitating everything, and they even sent the sanctuary powerhouse to hunt down Ron personally..."

"Sanctuary strong?"

This sentence shocked everyone in the house. The sanctuary powerhouse was sent to hunt down a necromancer, which shows how much the Holy Vatican attaches to Ron, and Ron's ability to escape from the sanctuary powerhouse is even more impressive.

However, Ron himself knew that if it hadn't been for Char's grandfather, Aqua Blue Sword Saint Corbett, to stop the action of Light Commander Wharton, he would have been turned into a bone now.

Dabs sighed, "Just a few days ago, I received a personally signed letter asking us to hand Ron to the Holy See. The inscription was the Lord of the Holy See’s Devotion, Light Commander Wharton..."

"Wharton? Is it him?" Platz frowned. He would not feel unfamiliar with the human sanctuary powerhouse of Noah Continent. Wharton had dealt with him more than once and saw him snort coldly. Said, "Will the Holy See stretch out too long? They banned undead magic in the Holy Roman Empire, I don’t care, I don’t care about hunting and killing necromancers, but it is his turn to take care of my Roland Empire. ?"

"Yes!" Darbus sighed, "I decided to ignore it at the time. After all, our Barovax Academy is also the premier academy in the entire continent. Although the Holy See is powerful, it will not bring us down. Frightened, the fight hadn’t happened yet. I was surprised that there were too many Necromancers in the Roland Empire, but why did they value Ron the Necromancer so much? Now I know..."

"...I personally feel that Ron, the ancient necromancer, has an extraordinary meaning to the Holy See, so Master Dean, I must remind you that taking Ron in is not a matter of a sentence, it may have to pay a price. ……"

Platz's eyes narrowed and he was silent for a long time before saying, "What do you mean by your plan?"

Dubs’ voice rang again, "...Master Dean, if Ron is directly handed over to the Holy See, it will damage the dignity of our Academy and the dignity of the Roland Empire, as if we were afraid of them. , So after careful consideration, I decided to take Ron out of the college in this fight. In this case, Ron’s matter has nothing to do with our college, and it can be justified in face..."

The other tutors’ faces were calm, as if they should feel like they should. Only Vivian’s face was pale, but it is also human nature. Taking Ron in is not good for the Academy, but it is of great significance to the Holy See. For him to be an enemy of the Holy See, Dabs made no mistake from the perspective of the academy.

Ron understands even now that the power and strength of the Holy See is too great. The Academy wants to expel himself. Maybe the Academy is not afraid of the Holy See. No one will do anything stupid to offend the Holy See for a student.

He sighed slightly in his heart. After all, this world still pays attention to strength. If he is strong enough to reach the realm of the sanctuary powerhouse, let alone the academy, it is too late to cheat, what about the necromancer?

"Master Platz, Deputy Dean Darbus, Mentor Vivienne, Mentors..." Ron said, bowing deeply to everyone, "I have been thankful for this time Your care, but I have caused you troubles as a student, I'm sorry..."

Ron straightened up and glanced at everyone. Those powerful mentors blushed and bowed their heads deeply.

"So, in order to avoid causing trouble to the college again, so I decided to apply for withdrawal..."

As soon as these words came out, the whole office was as silent as death. Only Deputy Dean Darbus and the mentors let out a sigh of relief. The college expelled students, although it was for the fighting incident, but a discerning person knew it at first glance. Many people gossiping about the Holy See's factors, but now that the students themselves ask to drop out, things are much easier.

Dubs cast a grateful look at Ron. There was a trace of imperceptible apology in that gaze, but Vivian looked anxious and squinted at Ron desperately.

"Ron, our college did not do well in this matter, but you can rest assured, we will compensate you, and hope it will satisfy you..." Dubbs said apologetically.

"No need! Goodbye!" Ron was in a mess now and didn't want to say anything. He took a deep breath, turned around, and strode out to look out.

The dean's office was silent for a moment, and the crisp footsteps fell on everyone's heart, making people feel extremely heavy.

Ron showed a firm gaze in his eyes. There are no people here. There is a place to keep people. There is no problem leaving Barovax Academy or even leaving the Roland Empire. Noah is so big, you don’t have to worry about finding them. If you don't have a place to stay, even if you go to the deep mountains and forests to practice, under the guidance of Grandpa Huo Meilin, will the effect be bad?

"Stop!"

When Ron was about to walk to the door, a dull voice rang, Ron stopped, turned around, and asked calmly, "Dean Platz, what else is there?"

Platts snorted coldly, "Ron, what do you think of Barovax College? Come and leave if you want?"

Platz slowly raised his head, his mouth turned slightly, with a sly smile, "You can't leave the college without getting the diploma signed and approved by me personally..."

Ron's eyes opened sharply, and there was a strong joy in that unbelievable look.