A few days after the conversation on the rooftop after class that day, the heir that was mentioned appeared at school.

Different from a normal encounter, Sully was telling Egbert seriously at the school gate: "You really don't need to watch over me 24 hours a day, go do something you want to do."

"I don't think I'm watching over you 24 hours a day, and I'm just doing what I want to do." Egbert responded quickly.

In Suli's view, it was the kind of reply that came out without even a second thought.

Sully felt a headache watching his respectful yet pious actions, and really didn't want to make any demands on Egbert.

People like Egbert are actually easy to deal with. Sully knew he shouldn't use the word "deal with", but that was the fact.

If Sully said he wanted Egbert to do something, or asked him to do something on his own behalf, Egbert would act immediately.

Then he took the initiative to leave Sully's side.

But the problem is that Sully doesn't have anything special that needs him to do, so Sully, who doesn't want to waste his time, has been wasting his time on himself.

Suli tried to persuade people with reason and emotion: "Individuals should pay more attention to their inner cultivation and focus on themselves, so that they can take firm steps on the road to better development."

"You are right, but I think that being alone is not as good as referring to your thoughts and actions." Egbert outlined a handsome smile.

Most of the time, the former Sons of Light are handsome. Not the kind of handsome that is particularly shocking, but the kind of handsome that is clean and in line with the description of the word light.

But he always breaks through this special filter given by God.

For example, Suli said seriously, "People should not always try to find shortcuts, but when faced with the right shortcut, they can choose to take it."

"And for me, as long as you exist here, whether it's breathing or speaking, you will be the biggest shortcut for me to cultivate both inside and outside."

Egbert said something that he had no shame at all, but at one point he brought Sully's shame level to a negative level.

"Because to me, you are the source of motivation for which I can give everything."

Suli really didn't know what to say now.

Since crossing over to this world, Suli always felt that no matter what the situation was, he could find the right words to respond immediately, but only when facing Egg...

It's not that I'm speechless, it's just that this guy Iger always manages to make Sully's brain go blank in the first place.

Even if after a period of time, his blank brain was reoccupied by consciousness and he organized a suitable reply, Sully would always be tortured by Egbert again until he was completely blank...

This cycle repeats itself over and over again.

But do you think Sully gave up so easily?

Absolutely not.

This is the most basic respect for human rights that people who have enjoyed modern quality education before time travel should show to another person, rather than to a person who is described and interpreted with objectified terms.

A loyal dog can be a manifestation of character, just like a repair dog, but it can never be like an animal and have its rights ignored.

Sully has been making this point to Iger.

However, this guy, after watching Sully walk towards the college gate and preparing to find a secluded place to climb over the wall to enter the college, continued to squat on the tree, revealing a face that was not bright, but still able to make people feel an obvious smile.

Then he added: "But in front of you, I would rather be completely objectified and become a non-human thing."

The sincerity of his tone and the deep emotion of his expression are really enough to make one's scalp tingle.

At this moment, Sully admired himself for being able to keep the last bit of calmness, and questioned Cyril with a little imperceptible grievance: "Don't you want to say something?"

At this time, Cyril had all the qualities that an adult should have.

That is - something that is destined to be irresistible, and there is no choice but to lie down and accept it.

Cyril said in a sad tone, "To paraphrase you, you said a long time ago that 'I should get used to the darkness'. In the current situation, it is very appropriate to use it."

Suli thinks that people really shouldn't talk too much.

Being taciturn is a good quality, and silence is golden is an inviolable truth in the world.

But Suli still had to ask a soul-searching question before he shut up completely: "So you just accept it?"

"After all, I'm not the target of Brother Egg's perversion."

Cyril said frankly, firing ten arrows into Sully's heart: "So, why should I not accept it?"

All ten shots hit the target, ten rings each.

Suli's brain was blank and his consciousness was hazy after being hit.

However, after Suli entered the college gate, he found that the situation in the college was obviously far more noisy than the quiet one in the past.

It's a bit too lively.

Because there were so many people and people were discussing the topic one after another, voices came from all angles, and Suli couldn't hear what they were talking about for a while.

It was not until a long time ago that Huimao, who had exchanged seats with Su and became the same table with Suli, noticed Suli's figure and his eyes lit up. He came over and took the initiative to provide information to Suli.

"He is from the capital city."

The capital of the country of Amicbee is Licheng.

Little Gray Hair continued, "It is said that he is the next heir of Ami Kebi. He will inherit the throne of the king in the future and he is a person of great status."

Although he said this, in essence, Little Gray Hair's tone was like the sudden change of chef in the college cafeteria. He looked like he was watching the excitement and felt it was interesting.

As a region where the Mercenary Alliance controls 95% of the city's population and power, Sadina has unimaginable freedom from a national perspective.

Suli knew that the locals living in this city had a lofty love for the city that outsiders could never understand.

So let alone the king's heir from the capital, even if the king himself was present, Suli suspected that in the eyes of the little gray-haired boy, this matter was probably just like changing the chef of the cafeteria and asking Egg to learn how to make the star-gazing pie.

Hmm... maybe that analogy isn't quite right.

After all, not everyone can be like Sully, who dares to eat anything as long as it does not kill him and the food is classified as food.

But in the end it's not a big deal.

Little Gray Hair's words and his expression all convey this message.

But Suli's heart suddenly sank.

Because Suli knew that the other party came to take Shu's life.

God knows what kind of illness the king has that he has to use his own untalented son to measure the character of his next successor.

Suli felt that he shouldn't accept people from another world so calmly and take it for granted that he wanted to kill another person.

And they are all children under the age of fifteen.

Theoretically, Suli should have directly violated the Law on Protection of Minors, but Suli, who has no clear legal knowledge, is essentially a person who relies on morality to restrain himself, rather than a person who relies on the law to establish a moral bottom line.

So Suli could only keep scanning the crowd, trying to find the figure.

This heir arrived too soon.

Suli was worried that he was on the chopping block without realizing it and could be cut at any time by the chef with a knife.

To her great surprise, Sully didn't find him, and neither did Cyril when they arrived at the classroom.

Haiya, the instructor with blond curly hair, entered the classroom and announced a new message.

"Willard from Lee City will join this class." Haiya didn't say anything to welcome him.

Sully could see clearly that this teacher, who usually seemed a little irritable, was not very happy to have this troublesome person in his class.

What's more, this class is different from other places where people strive to improve themselves. This is just a special class that anyone can join as long as they are given enough gold coins.

Willard could be Amikubi's successor, but no matter how talented he was, he shouldn't be here.

But he just showed up.

Others didn't know his identity, but Suli thought that as his instructor, Haiya would have a vague idea of ​​his identity even if he didn't know any particularly detailed information.

An exiled prince and the heir of a country were put together, and they both appeared in the city of Sardina, which was not "special" at all...

At this moment, Sully and the blond curly-haired teacher had the same idea in their hearts.

——It’s troublesome. It’s extremely troublesome.

Before the class officially began, Willard hid behind Sully.

People should not have too much self-awareness, but just as Sully can truly feel Iger's overly scorching gaze, Sully can now feel that Willard has inappropriate attention on him.

What Sully meant by "should not exist" is that gifted people generally would not be interested in insignificant roadside weeds.

But the current situation is that Willard was staring at Sully, not only completely ignoring the elemental knowledge that Haiya on the stage had been talking about over and over again, but even ignoring Cyril, who, judging from her actual strength, it was unreasonable for her to stay in this class that had to pay to get in.

You know, Cyril always sits in the back seat by the window.

Before the time travel, the back seat by the window, the hometown of the king - Suli also knew this.

So, is there any point in paying attention to him, a bystander who should not be involved in any incident?

Sully's heart, already sinking because of the possible danger, sank even more.

…

Sully always felt that he might have a bit of a crow's mouth.

For example, during class, Sully was thinking, if he didn't show up at school, he might have gone into hiding, and the best way to catch him was to directly deal with the people who were with him...

Although threats are dirty, they are effective.

But Suli, just a passerby, didn't want to be messed with.

You have to know that Suli, who has been in this world for less than a year, has already experienced two kidnapping incidents.

Although Suli was not the main target, he did not think kidnapping was something that should happen in daily life.

Living an ordinary life with a desire for something special has always been Sully's life goal.

Therefore, Suli did not want to be kidnapped for the third time.

After classes in the afternoon, I could clearly feel that it was getting dark much faster than before.

Winter has already arrived, and the brave costumes of the residents in Sadina City have also been given some special winter clothing.

Even Suli himself has some snow-white fur collars on his clothes, which are nice and warm, and have many discounts... Ahem, no...

What Sully means is: "I don't want my clean clothes to become dirty."

Other people's clothes are usually washed in an Element washing machine, but Mark, a male mother who seems to be more reserved than Lan Zhe's, always believes that hand washing is the best.

In Sully's sight, Willard's arrogant face was really ugly.

Willard is a very crazy boy. To be more blunt, he is a classic aristocratic character who is proud of his identity and even arrogant.

But if Sully were in his position and grew up under the same shitty social rules in this alien world, Sully thought, he would also choose to kidnap a character in his position.

However, unlike the situation where Willard led his troops to take direct action, he should choose to appropriately talk about his own difficulties, such as selling out badly.

It’s just that…

Sully is not in that position, nor does he want to think from other people's perspective about how to lead his life. Even if he is not a decent person, he cannot become a villain.

"Catch him." Willard completely ignored what Sully had just said.

Behind him followed a large group of soldiers holding metal polearms. Their armor was extremely heavy, and one could see from the holes in their helmets that their gazes were extremely tough, firm and powerful.

Suli suddenly began to question why Ziso Town, which was not an autonomous region like Sadina City, did not receive help from these soldiers...

But the situation now is...

Sully looked down at the men who had their guns pointed at his face.

While turning a blind eye to the danger that could threaten his life, Suli also responded with sarcasm: "Are you dogs who will do whatever others say?"

"I have to make it clear that I have no objection to dogs. Having both a cat and a dog has always been my dream. But unfortunately, the little cat in real life prefers Weiyi."

Sully said something that was completely incomprehensible to this group of people.

Willard stood in front of Sully with an arrogant smile.

Only then did Suli realize that he was a little short, at least half a head shorter than his mother.

"Delaying time? That's really a waste of time."

"As expected of a friend of garbage, he hangs out with garbage all day long."

Willard reached out his hand and tried to slap Sully's face twice. His eyes were full of indistinguishable details, but it was not difficult to find that they were all malicious messages.

Suli couldn't help but take a step back, causing the gun tip to move from a distance close to Suli's body to completely close to Suli's back.

While Cyril's pupils shrank beside him, the person on the tree not far away became restless, causing the leaves on the entire tree to fall down.

But neither Egbert nor Cyril took any action.

This was the moment Sully saw Willard and signaled them not to act hastily.

Sully had no intention of reasoning with Willard.

He simply watched the white mist drifting away from the side of his mouth while using his words as a sharp blade to stab into Willard's chest.

"You need to kidnap a piece of trash to threaten another piece of trash, but you look worse than trash."

The people in this world are very obviously gifted.

Although Sully is happy that no one in the small building, except Sully, possesses this strange knowledge, he will not completely define the knowledge of a minority as the majority knowledge of the world.

So, Sully directly hit Willard in the heart where he cared most about.

"Besides, isn't your current status also given to you by the garbage you mentioned?"

Sully tilted his head, and even though he could vaguely feel the chill from the weapon behind him coming to his back and he even shivered uncontrollably, he still perfectly ensured that his words were clear and his voice was steady while he spoke.

Willard was so angry that his eyes bulged out and he roared ferociously, "Shut up!"

"I'm sorry." Suli felt ashamed and apologized "sincerely". "As a useless person with no real power, I think I only have this mouth to use."

So Sully completely ignored his words of silence, and it would have been incredible if he had not ignored them and acted on them.

Suli smiled, a smile without any emotional meaning.

"He took advantage of others' charity, obeyed others' orders, envied his bloodline, and despised his talent. Hmm... let me think about what that sentence said..."

Sully made an expression of sudden enlightenment that even serious actors would not bear to see, and said with a sigh: "You really have a talent for comedy."

Willard was furious. He thought that he could make Sully surrender by physical movements, but the scene he imagined did not exist. In anger, he drew out the golden sword hanging at his waist and put it on Sully's neck.

"Do you think I can't find him without you fishing for him? Even if I kill you, I can still achieve my goal." Willard said maliciously.

Compared to the action of the soldier pointing the long spear directly at Sully's back, Willard's action of putting the long sword on Sully's neck was the one that completely ignited Cyril, whose scales were faintly visible on her cheeks, and Egbert, who was standing on the tree and truly felt how hateful placing a play was.

The former instantly used the wind element to sweep away the spears surrounding Suli, while the latter grabbed the sword on Suli's neck at an incredible speed, almost like teleportation.

It must be an alchemical weapon of considerable value—Sully thought so, and then looked coldly at the golden sword that fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

How vicious are adults when they are vicious?

Perhaps Sully could say to Willard without hesitation: "You're like the guy roasting durian on a bonfire made of dead rats in a sewer."

Sully looked at Willard calmly, his eyes wide with disbelief, as he had never expected such a scene to happen, and whispered, "It's simply disgusting."

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