In the base of the owlet.

Living quietly on the armchair, Qing Gong's head rested on his arms, and his feet were casually crossed on the table. He looked very leisurely, but his eyes never left the ceiling above his head.

‘Classification’…

With memories of his previous life, he naturally knew what it was.

The official name of the 'Card C' is the 'Document Constantine', written by the Roman Emperor Constantine I (306-337). The 'Card C' is a powerful spiritual suit that can make all the speakers' words considered to be 'Roman Orthodox is absolutely correct', and it is also the main mastermind behind the news that has recently emerged from the public in Europe that has been constantly opposed to the school city.

In other words, the "c document" is a spiritual outfit with strong brainwashing ability. By using this spiritual outfit, the Roman Orthodox Church can make ordinary people feel disgusted by the Academy City, which will cause marchs against the Academy City around the world similar to the previous news broadcast. Over time, it will have a great impact on the Academy City's reputation, economy, and even its discourse status in the world.

But even though I know, what to do next is still a problem.

The Qing Palace knew that in a short time, Tuyumen would take Katsujo directly to France to resolve the C document incident together. Not long after, the Academy City sent troops to assist in the suppression, and even sent all the passes out, but they returned in vain.

Logically speaking, the Qing Palace should have received the transfer order from the Academy City. However, the Qing Palace did receive it, but the tone was very ambiguous. I just told the Qing Palace about this matter and asked the Qing Palace to consider whether to go or not. But this "self-consideration" made the Qing Palace frown.

No matter how powerful the effect of the "C Document" is, it is essentially just a piece of paper or a document. Perhaps there are a lot of protective magic on it, but the essence that is easy to be destroyed has not changed. The Qing Palace has confidence that as long as he goes, even if he encounters the left side of the original work, he can destroy the "C Document" without any harm. But this self-consideration is worth thinking about.

Are you afraid that my appearance will lead to a formal war with magic? Qing Gong thought quietly, no, the Academy City has even sent out the Drive Armor troops, are you still afraid of triggering any war?

Is it because of my recent identity? I am worried that the masses misunderstand this is what the masses mean?

Bah, how could those directors care about these things?

"Is this what you mean?" Qing Gong sighed lightly, and a deep feeling couldn't help but appear in his eyes. The figure of the silver-haired middle-aged man immersed in the blood-colored liquid flashed past his head.

"Give me a choice, and tell me the result." Qing Gong shook his head and lowered his legs from the table. "What's the difference between this and forcing me to go?"

"If you don't go, it's just to let the Roman Orthodox turn your eyes from me to Kurajo."

"What a... old fox."

A high school, backyard of the stadium.

"Damn..." Shangyou squatted on the ground to pull weeds, while muttering to himself resentment, "Those three guys really have oiled their feet... they didn't come to weed at all!"

"What a plastic friendship." The other side of the Chuan Shiji couldn't help but curl his lips, and lowered his head and pulled out the grass.

"I'm not good at meeting someone!" Shangyong sighed. Thinking of the only blue-haired earrings he had seen since he was scolded, the expression of the scattered look on his face before school, and the words "Brother, I'll give you the opportunity to send a bubble blowjob." He couldn't help but sigh again.

Have you asked a girl to come out to pull the weeds?

"After that, I'll send you a blowjob," Kurajo bowed his head and struggled to deal with the weeds, and then chatted with nothing to say. "Hasn't the midterm exam in October been cancelled? Then what are you still studying recently?"

"Since the midterm exam has been cancelled, the results of this semester can only be seen at the end of the semester." Bukita said without raising his head, "You can't take it lightly, right?"

"Yes...yes!" Shangyong laughed dryly, and a wailed in his heart.

Damn, how could this be a girl's tone?

Tuyumen, Qing Palace, blue-haired earrings, I remember you three loyal guys!

"By the way!" Kuraki smiled as he looked at Nakajo's expression, and said playfully, "I won't lend you a copy of notes!"

"Huh...hum!" Kurajoo was stunned at first, then said deliberately indifferently, "Secesses in school do not represent everything!"

"I heard your tone, it seems like I can only read." Kuraki rolled his eyes at Kuraki's little, "Hmm?" Then Kuraki was slightly stunned and picked up something from the ground.

This is......

"Then what else do you do besides studying?" Kurajo looked at Kuraki curiously. It was not that he had the intention of provocation, but that Kurajo really didn't pay much attention to what amateur activities she had done except for studying and the last big star festival.

"Don't look at me like this, I can shoot finger-propelled balls!" Looking at the baseball in my hand that I don't know who threw it here, Chu Ji smiled slightly, "Although I'm not interested in baseball... take it!"

"Come on... really?" Shangjou raised his head blankly, looking at Fujishi who suddenly became energetic, looking confused.

"I will only come to the real world anytime!" Bukishi said with a proud look on his face, "Stand there!"

"Hi..." Although I didn't know why I suddenly started playing throwing and receiving the ball, Kamijo sighed and set up the catcher's position, "Start!"

"Okay," Seeing the action of Shangyou, Bukishi's face showed a satisfied smile. "Seeing my throw-in catch at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour, don't be weak!"

It's up to you...Shangjo looked at Chuanjo, who slowly raised his legs and posed in a pitching position, saying that I'm weeding?

Wait...wait!

Kamijo suddenly widened his eyes.

Fuji was wearing a high school autumn uniform. The uniform skirt was knee-length, which was originally safe, but with Fuji's slow raising of legs, her skirt continued to rise, and finally exposed her beautiful legs. Even the pure white under the skirt could be seen clearly.

"Wait...wait!" Although it was a pleasure to watch, Kamijo's "professional ethics" still made him hurriedly call Bukishi, "Stop!"

"What's for?" What made Shangyou squirt the most was that Kuroshi still kept this action and turned his head to look at him, making the scene not change at all, and made Shangyou vaguely urge to have a nosebleed.

"It's a skirt! The skirt!" Katsujo didn't care about anything else and shouted hurriedly.

"Ah!" Bukishi lowered his head, and then suddenly noticed his strangeness. He screamed and hurriedly put down his legs, but subconsciously threw the ball out. With a loud "bang", the baseball hit Kamijo's forehead hard.

"It's just a straight ball..." Shang Chuan smiled bitterly, then fell to the ground with a 'gudong'.
Chapter completed!