Playing with the ID tag on the table, Dean stroked the lines of the Breeders Guild emblem, showing a subtle expression.
There were only two guest seats in total, and they were both provided to him and the hotel uncle who came here as parents.
It's a bit like the parent committee representative on Blue Star.
It's hard not to make Dean feel that this is a temporary position filled by the academic leaders.
After looking around at the layout of the seats in the VIP room, Dean became more and more certain of his conjecture.
It’s also difficult for them.
It is estimated that after his identity was exposed, the group of people had a headache for a while, how to deal with this hot potato of their own.
Dean leaned back in his chair and glared at Monsha, who looked like a good boy.
Probably the experience of being forced out of hiding left a psychological shadow on this needle-haired banshee, which showed a rare quietness.
Even the long hair that was originally hanging down behind her body was gathered in front of her at some point and curled up slightly, as if trying to wrap up Mengsha.
Dean quietly admired its rare quiet appearance for a while, and when he felt it was almost done, he stretched out his hand and made a weeding motion under Monsha's puzzled gaze.
Thinking of what happened a few days ago, any fool would know what he was implying.
The anger that arose in the heart of the needle-haired banshee instantly dissipated her uneasiness. Mengsha's hair stood up slightly, her cheeks also bulged out to a certain degree, and the flinch she had just felt disappeared instantly.
Seeing that the demon pet had regained its "energetic" appearance, Dean withdrew his gaze and set his sights on the hotel uncle again.
The other party didn't seem to be a talkative person. Although the two of them were in the same seat, they had no communication.
The uncle had no intention of reminiscing with Dean, and Dean didn't talk to the uncle next to him. The two acted as if they had never met before.
But with such a big man standing here, even if he doesn't speak, his presence is still too strong for people to ignore.
Although it wasn't to the extent that Dean felt any pressure, the threat of sharing the same table with a beast still lingered in his mind.
Even Xiao Lan and Akaman Divine Fish, who sensed his emotional changes, began to become agitated.
Dean could only try to focus his attention elsewhere to calm this subconscious vigilance reaction.
Fortunately, soon, five people except Mason entered the room one after another.
Dean recognized five faces in a row, and suddenly discovered that although Mason looked very awkward, he was the friendliest to him among the six people.
But the next five people were different. Their eyes looked at him, full of inquiry and scrutiny, as if they were looking at an intruder, with implicit warning.
This is not only the case with him, but also with Mengsha and the hotel uncle.
Mengsha, who has keen senses, has a particularly profound experience in this regard.
When these five people came to greet Dean, they did not leave it behind.
As if they were visiting something rare, everyone would look at it for a while. Although they didn't look at it for a long time, it was still so exciting that Mengsha's hair stood up.
That little hedgehog-like appearance fell into Mason's eyes, making him laugh until his whole body trembled.
Mengsha, whose self-esteem was damaged, glared at him, and her hair exploded completely, turning into a sharp needle ball.
Dean glanced at the long black hair that was almost poking in front of him, and twitched the corner of his mouth. He was just about to ask Mengsha to stay somewhere else, when one of the five people took the initiative to talk to him: "President Dean is here for his friends. Coming?"
"Friend" is a very subtle word.
If Dean admitted it, he would be inexplicably inferior in terms of status.
He temporarily put Mengsha aside, faced the probing gazes of the deputy dean and acting dean around him, and denied, "It's a friend's child."
"They can be considered my juniors. I promised their father that I would take more care of them."
“What is said is always done.”
"Anyway, I'm just an idler. If I can take this opportunity to visit District 3, I'll be able to benefit from the children."
After saying that, Dean looked at the person who asked the question again, and said in a different tone: "But before I came here, I didn't expect that I would take care of them all the way to now."
"I thought I would just attend the arena competition, but who knew I would have to come to the main venue... The students in District 3 were a little bit beyond my expectations."
This statement has a bit of a yin and yang meaning.
The six people on the chair looked at him.
It was like twelve knives were stabbed into Dean's face.
Sensing the danger, Monsa immediately took two steps back, clasping her hands behind her back, acting as if she wasn't familiar with Dean.
After a moment of silence in the room, the vice-president of the Mage Academy narrowed his narrow fox eyes and said, "President Dean's juniors are all excellent, and with the help of their magic pets, they should go far."
He deliberately added an accent to the word "demon pet", as if he was emphasizing something or venting some of his emotions.
Immediately afterwards, something sharp emerged from the seemingly calm words.
"Children who just rely on external forces along the way and have smooth sailing will inevitably become a little arrogant and complacent. This is not a good thing and will do more harm than good to their future."
"But President Dean, don't worry. I believe that in the next exams, their mentality will gradually disappear."
"Children will always know that the strength gained from being down-to-earth is the foundation that supports a person, not those shortcuts that look beautiful but have hidden traps."
Everyone has tasted the meaning of holding a gun and carrying a stick.
Dean seemed not to realize the meaning at all, and nodded in approval: "That would be great."
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had reached some consensus. Mengsha couldn't help but shrink his neck, further reducing his sense of presence.
When Kana, who was guarding the door, heard this, she couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for Lucy and Kesi, who knew nothing.
As expected of Dean.
After offending someone, let the children take the beating.
He is really very responsible as an uncle.
With such a parent, Lucy and Kesi no longer worry that their exams are not exciting or exciting enough.
It shook its head, randomly found a free room and got in. After confirming that it didn't look like a place where anyone would come, it locked the door and hid under the table.
Listening to the noise coming from outside the wide open window, Kana crossed her legs and slowly closed her eyes.
…
The twins were connected, and as soon as Kana on the other side entered the state, Andal on the other side felt it.
It shook its paws and felt better than ever.
Kesi exchanged a look with his demon pet, and his face suddenly glowed with confidence. He enthusiastically stuck his head out and searched around the audience, trying to find Dean and Kana.
It's a pity that no one was found, but that stupid look with his head peeping out fell into the eyes of a bunch of assassins in the lounge of the college next door.
