Chapter 59. Dekan Never Holds Back on Face-Slapping

At this moment, many students had gradually gathered at the classroom door.

A large part of the reason was the sudden appearance of Cornelia and me.

When two supposedly unrelated pieces of gossip converged, it meant that there was bound to be a huge scoop.

I did not approach the door.

I just stood to the side outside the door and continued to listen to the situation in the classroom.

Inside the classroom.

“Running off to get close to the hotshot among the new students so quickly, just as expected of you.”

Frata’s voice was undisguisedly sarcastic.

He and his two followers surrounded Cloix’s desk.

They blocked the path Cloix wanted to take to escape.

He could only say helplessly, “I already told you, he was the one who came to find me.”

“Heh heh, what a big joke. If you hadn't shamelessly gone to find Dekan, how could he possibly come looking for a jinx like you?”

Cloix lowered his head, seeming to not want to explain any further.

It must have been when I came to find him two days ago. We had talked at the door for a long time and were seen by a passing student.

So Frata found out about it.

“Are you trying to get him killed, Cloix?”

Frata tapped lightly on Cloix’s desk, seeming to want to attract his attention and make him look up.

“No, I won’t team up with him.”

Cloix clenched his fists, placed them on the table, and said through gritted teeth.

“There are no suitable teammates for you among the senior students, and you have no connection with the strongest new student. So what are you still doing hanging around the Mage Academy? Are you trying to wait for a few more suckers and then cause another natural disaster?”

“I… I will honestly earn my credits and won’t go to the Shadow World anymore…”

“Good, you said it. Swear an oath, swear to all of us.”

Frata laughed heartily, as if he had finally achieved a good goal.

He looked at Claire, who was still sitting in her seat at the back of the classroom, with a look of seeking credit.

But Claire just looked away with some disgust.

Her expression was icy, and there seemed to be a faint hint of anger between her brows.

But soon, she looked at the back of the bowed-headed Cloix with a look of disappointment in him for not living up to expectations.

“…”

“Alright, I understand.”

After a long while, Cloix seemed to have finally figured something out.

At this moment, his expression was no longer bitter, but instead showed a hint of a relieved smile.

Indeed, it was time to give up.

If he continued to hesitate like this, maybe one day he would really be bewitched and agree to my request.

And then let the tragedy repeat itself.

And get this junior, who had shown him so much kindness, killed.

He thought to himself.

So he slowly raised his hand.

“I, Cloix Kuran, swear on my name that I will not…”

Just as Cloix was swearing the oath.

I finally strode into the classroom, causing a commotion.

“My goodness, could it be that Dekan was really the one who looked for Cloix?”

“It seems so. After all, Dekan even came to the classroom to find him. He seems quite concerned about Cloix.”

“Then this is a bit awkward for Frata…”

Amidst the discussions of the crowd in the classroom, I walked straight to Cloix’s side.

I grabbed Cloix’s forearm and pressed it down onto the table.

“De…”

Amidst Cloix’s stunned expression, I looked at Frata with a smile and said:

“He was right, I was the one who went to find him. Also, he has already agreed to join our squad, so you can’t make him swear such an oath.”

As soon as these words were spoken.

Whether it was the students who stayed in the classroom to watch the drama, or the large group of Mage Academy students who had gathered outside to watch.

Everyone was in an uproar.

“Heh.”

After a brief moment of surprise, Frata shook his head with a cold smile.

His expression was as if he had thought of some absurd joke.

He didn't keep his gaze on me for long, but instead, with a mocking tone, asked Cloix:

“Cloix, you are truly despicable. You hid the curse on you and wanted to join their squad, didn't you? If I tell Dekan about the curse on you now, what kind of expression do you think he will have?”

“…”

Cloix bit his lip.

Indeed, he hadn't told me about the curse on him.

But he hadn't agreed to join my team either.

“Joining the team” was something I had decided on my own.

Once Frata told the truth.

Both he and I would be in a very awkward position.

Just as Cloix was about to say something to explain.

“Huh? Isn’t it just a curse that makes the Shadow World harder?”

I asked, feigning confusion as I scratched my head.

Frata: “…”

Cloix: “…”

Frata seemed a little embarrassed, coughed lightly twice, and said:

“You probably don’t know how strong the curse on him is. It’s a terrifying disaster that will almost directly increase the difficulty of the Shadow World by one rank.”

“Only one rank?”

I looked at Frata with disdain.

Like I was looking at an idiot.

Going up two ranks is a vacation for me, so what kind of luxury tour is going up one rank?

“You…”

Frata’s arrogant expression seemed to freeze for a moment.

He wanted to ask me if I was here to cause trouble.

But on second thought, in the last Demon Academy, this guy indeed dominated two ranks above him.

He couldn't refute it.

So Frata could only say:

“You probably don’t know how terrifying the difference of one rank can be in a high-rank Shadow World. You also haven’t thought about what kind of inhuman torture your teammates might suffer due to his trait.”

“Of course I’ve thought about it. Isn’t the trait that Cloix possesses the most benevolent and kindest in the world?”

My words once again silenced Frata.

Even Cloix was too embarrassed to say anything.

Many of the onlookers’ eyes twitched slightly.

The words “most benevolent and kindest” sounded different coming from my mouth.

Some people probably already figured out why I was so fond of Cloix.

What I valued was not Cloix’s healing amount at all, but the poisonous healing that could torture enemies without killing them!

“You!”

Frata was finally angered by me.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and asked:

“So you’re going to stand up for him? Student Dekan?”

Hearing this, I still maintained a calm and composed smile on my face.

“I have always loved peace and have a kind heart.”

My tone was very gentle and slow.

I paused for a moment, then continued:

“But if someone bullies my friend, I will feel very heartbroken.”

When I said the word “heartbroken,” I seemed to have emphasized my tone a little.

This made many people subconsciously clutch their chests.

My heartbreak was very deadly.

That “60 times heartbreak attack” was too netherworldly.

At this moment, even the usually arrogant Frata couldn't hide the strong apprehension on his face.

Frata said righteously, “Private fights between students are not allowed in the school!”

Me: “Of course, I just said I would be heartbroken, I didn’t mean anything else.”

Who are you trying to fool!

Can you put away that demonic smile first!

Frata couldn't help but roar in his heart.

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