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17. Uncle, I was a very powerful and domineering principal back then.(2/2)

Hold your head and hide on the ground.

In the chaos, Ms. Villala, the Archdeacon of the Academy, was the first to wake up. She still had the remains of a weathered staff in her hand and scolded in a stern voice:

"Stop all of you! Look at your appearance! It's so disgraceful! If you scream and disrupt order again, 10 credits will be deducted from the final exam!"

This shout is so useful.

The chaotic spirits calmed down almost instantly. Ms. Villala first glanced at her illusory spirit. She sighed, knowing that she was dead, and then raised her head to look at the burning enlightener in front of her.

Her eyes first shrank and she made a defensive gesture.

"Okay, Verala, I know that you played a role in Archimonde's betrayal of me, and this gave you, who was not very talented, the opportunity to become the Archon of the Academy.

But those things have passed."

Old man Sachir waved his hand indifferently, and said with a hint of sarcasm:

"Looking at your pathetic appearance now, it's obvious that Archimonde doesn't regard you as a confidant. Your betrayal only brought you a shameful death. Only the shameful Grand Prime Minister Galasum seems to be messing around with the Burning Legion.

Not bad.

It is said that he also changed his name to Jaraxxus and called himself the King of the Eredar. What a pitiful fool. Fortunately, I had already taken a small revenge before. I think that shameful guy is in C'Thun's stomach.

When it melts, it will reflect on its shameful sin.

Tell me, then, where is Argon, my loyal disciple, who has taken over my position as initiate?"

"Mentor! I'm here!"

A tall eredar spellcaster spirit holding a ghost blade walked out of the crowd. He bowed to Thaqir with great respect, so humbly that he almost knelt down and kissed the old man's toes.

He shouted:

"I knew you wouldn't give in so easily. My persistence paid off in the end, and the Secret Academy was once again in your hands.

Please lead us, mentor!

Revenge against the shameful Archimonde and his Burning Legion!"

"That's why I'm here, my students."

Sakir was holding the Scythe of the Counterwind Reaper with gusts of wind, and he shouted to the spirits in front of him with high spirits:

"Thanks to my advance preparation, you escaped the sad ending of having your souls devoured by demons, but there is no need to thank me, students.

This is what I should do as the principal of the Arcane Academy.

As you can see, I have also suffered shameful and painful treatment during this long period of time, but this may be the motivation for us to understand our shame and then be brave.

Those betrayals, those deaths, those times full of dark memories...

After the world collapsed, you saw the light again.

This means that you have to shoulder a heavier mission, not only to fight against the Destroyer, but also to rebuild the great inheritance of the Arcane Academy and the Eredar Magical Civilization.

This road is difficult to walk.

So I will not force you to follow me. Those who want to evade this responsibility should come forward now, and I will generously grant you eternal freedom."

The old man's burning eyes glanced in front of him. The trio of warlocks behind him, who were making weird laughs, had already taken out the blank soul stone. Looking at the way they were gearing up, you knew that these three guys were ready to deal with the indifferent.

Sad bastard's preparation.

This is the main job they hold in the Narthalath School of Magi.

Their family is clean.

Facts have proved that the Secret Academy is indeed the highest academy in Argus, and the students here are very smart.

Although most of the spirits showed signs of madness, in the face of Sakir's "death trap", no stupid student stood up against their old principal at this time.

Even the Grand Consul Lady Verala, who had betrayed Thal'kiel, bowed her head in humility to show her obedience.

"very good!"

Thaqir nodded with satisfaction, and as the skull fire burned more intensely, he shouted:

"Then the motion to 'rebuild the Arcane Academy' was unanimously passed. What are you still doing? Look at the desolate ruins around you. How can you continue to teach in such a terrible environment?

Move me!

In three days, I will see a clean Arcane Academy! Well, I also learned and borrowed a very effective new thinking management model from outstanding fellow educators from the alien planet.

I decided to govern the freshman academy with paramilitary rules.

Those who dare to be lazy, those who are too lazy to work, those who have failed three consecutive assessments, those who do not have enough credits before graduation, those who cannot complete homework independently, those who engage in academic fraud, those who dare to discuss the principal's decision in private, those who are afraid of the devil.

...

You'd better get rid of your bad habits, otherwise you'll be waiting to become the soul core of the Academy Guards!

Now!

Start cleaning before the start of school immediately! If you complete it successfully within 24 hours, each person will receive an additional 0.5 credit. If you cannot complete it tomorrow afternoon, each person will deduct 50 credits.

Do you have any opinions on this?"

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