Chapter 127: Young man, you'll still have a chance next year

  Qian Jing inserted his hand into his pocket and flipped it over, taking out a silver coin from the Dou boundary. At that time, in the forest, he was killing the killer with his sword, and originally, it was just a habit to pick up the wallet by hand, but now it has come in handy.

  Beryl nervously followed behind Qianjin as they walked through the gates of the academy, wondering if Principal Kailer would have already found an excuse to expel her two years ago. After all, no one had ever received a task that took two years to complete before.

  Oakland Magic and Warrior Academy, still that old academy filled with ancient atmosphere, as if it had already entered its twilight years.

  Compared with two years ago, nothing has been added here, and it is still the same as two years ago.

  Ignoring the curious gazes of the new students around him, he led Bi Luo through the familiar paths in the academy, making a few turns before arriving at the door of the relatively new administration building.

  With a strong push, the door opened and the person sitting in front of the office desk was taken aback for a moment. It wasn't Kayler! But rather, Professor Rodrigues! Standing in front of the office desk were two students from the Warrior Academy, one of whom had an air of humility about him, with hair as bright and smooth as gold - Dak! The former first-year student of the Warrior Department who was known for his exceptional fighting skills!

  Another person was slender, with sunken eyes and short brown hair that resembled a beast's mane. His body exuded an aura of pride from afar, like a giant. A hint of ferocity lingered between his nose and eyes, giving off an overall sense of danger, as if he were a magical beast.

  "Huh? Oakland Magic and Warrior Academy, when did they start accepting warriors like this as students?" Dryn's eyes widened slightly, his smiling face turned towards Rodrigues behind the table.

  The door of the office was pushed open and a ray of sunlight squeezed into the room along with it.

  The room suddenly brightened, attracting Rodriguez and Dark who were in the middle of a conversation. The three turned their heads, with Rodriguez and Dark seeing Qianjin standing at the door with a smile on his face, momentarily stunned. Meanwhile, the warrior cadet with an air of danger looked up and down at Qianjin with icy, aggressive eyes.

  "Y... " Rodriguez's finger pointed at Qianjin, his whole body slightly trembling: "Qianjin... you... you're still alive?"

  "Yes, Teacher Rodriguez." With a vigorous stride, he walked up with his arms open: "I just finished the trial assessment and came back."

  Rodriguez strode forward, clenched his fist and punched the sturdy chest: "You little brat, you usually seem so clever, how come you're so stupid this time? If the calculation can't be completed, you can also sneak back to find me for help. You've been out there for two years, do you know that you two almost got fired?"

  "Oh? They really didn't fire me?" Qian Jin laughed and didn't want to explain the experiences of the past two years, his eyes searching around the room: "Where's Kayler? I came to hand in my task..."

  "Can you also shout out Principal Ke's name?" The only young disciple in the room who hadn't moved, spoke in a cold tone that seemed to spew out icy frost, making one feel as if a layer of chill had been added to their skin.

  Dry eyes returned to Rodriguez's body, and he didn't even glance at the person who spoke: "Teacher?"

  "Keller is the principal now." Rodriguez patted his shoulder: "Now I'm the director of the teaching office and the head of the department, so you can avoid being expelled. Leave it to me."

  "Is that so?" Qian Jin took out a strand of the Golden Monkey King's red fur from his bosom, and made way for half of his body, letting Bi Luo hand over the task to Huo Lie Niao's bird egg.

  Rodriguez stared at the task item in his hand, stunned. What kind of task had Keller given them? Wasn't he trying to send two kids to their deaths? Could they even complete this task? But that little dry Qiang had actually done it...

  Dak followed behind Rodriguez, saw two task items, his body slightly shook, his eyes kept scanning the dry air, and these two things were completed by just the two of them?

  Rodriguez sighed and looked at Qian Jin: "You've suffered a lot for these two things, haven't you?"

  "Indeed... " Gan Jing thought back to the two years of living in the mountain valley and sighed: "It's not just about suffering, it's even more than that. Many times I almost died."

  "Ah... just come back, it's all right." Rodriguez patted the dry shoulder, comforting him repeatedly: "In these two years, you've fallen behind in your studies and training, and didn't even catch up with the Spirit Array. What a pity... what a pity. But never mind, I'm now the Dean of Studies, I have the power to let you stay for another year, work hard and train, and there's still a chance to catch up with Dak and the others... what a pity... it's really such a pity..."

  Rodriguez shook his head and sighed, while Dak walked up to Qianjin's front, looking at this classmate who had knocked himself down with one punch back then, successfully climbed to the first place in the freshman year, but still hadn't received any preferential treatment or training, yet disappeared. He gently stretched out his hand and patted Qianjin's arm: "It's good that you're back, teacher was right. As long as you work hard and train, there's still a chance to catch up with me. It's just a pity that we won't have the opportunity to participate in this competition together."

  He smiled weakly, not even wanting to argue with Dak, that the Oakland Magic and Warrior Academy could produce a ninth-level warrior like this was indeed an extremely difficult thing, only he had already been a ninth-level warrior unknown to others two years ago when he left the academy.

  "It's okay, really it's okay." Dake clapped his dry arms with both hands and nodded encouragingly: "Believe me, your talent is better than mine, and you work so hard. As long as you make up for the lost courses and training, you will definitely be able to catch up with me in the future."

  "I'll be fine." Kaori smiled wryly, accepting her classmate's kind intentions, and shifted her attention back to Rodriguez, who was still immersed in regret: "Teacher, I've finished my task. If there's nothing else, I'd like to go find Rorin first."

  " Luo Lin..."

  Rodriguez and Dak answered at the same time, their faces showing an inexplicable weirdness and awkwardness, exchanging glances with some hesitation.

  Qian Jin looked at the expressions of the two and was filled with curiosity: "What's wrong with Luo Lin, that fatty? Didn't he pass the exam? Was he expelled?"

  "This..." Rodriguez looked at Qian Jin with difficulty and said in a low voice: "Qian Jin... I'm telling you this, don't be impulsive... Luo Lin he..."

  Qianjin looked at Rodriguez's awkward expression and felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he quickly asked: "What's wrong with Luo Lin?"

  "Two days ago, he returned to the arms of the stars..."

  "What?"

  His legs felt like they were going to give out, his body shook violently as if struck by lightning, and he stared at Rodrigues in a daze, the muscles around his eyes twitching uncontrollably: "Dead... dead..."

  Rodriguez nodded with a clenched jaw: "Mmm..."

  "How could he be dead?" Qian Jin felt as if a huge stone was pressing down on his chest: "He's so timid... and there's no war situation here..."

  Rodriguez stole a glance at another student not far away, gritted his teeth and said: "This is unclear, only knowing that two days ago in the evening, suddenly died at home. Heard from his wife Zhuli, it was sudden heartache and death..."

  "Who's got a heartache? Who did you say? Juliette? Roland married Juliette?" Qian Jin stared at Rodrigues: "Die of a heart attack?"

  Rodriguez shook his head and sighed, "Who knows what's true or false? There are all sorts of rumors about Roland's death, the most believable one is that Julia is not a good woman, she had an affair with Caesar, and together they harmed Roland. Now, the Caesar family is still visiting, it seems like they want to take over the entire Roland estate..."

  "Teacher, some things can't be said casually." The brown-haired warrior student with a gloomy and dangerous aura slightly raised his chin, looking at Rodrigues: "Will the Kai family look down on the Roland family's property?"

  "Is Kay still at the Rollins'?" Qian Jin stared into Rodriguez's eyes.

  "Hmm." Rodriguez nodded weakly: "It was right above Rorin's spirit hall, that poor little girl... Ah... Qianjin, I know you two are close, but some things are better left unmanaged..."

  Dry and stiff, he turned around without listening to Rodriguez's words. The sunlight in front of him was suddenly blocked by a brown-haired warrior student, and a cold voice entered his ears: "You just called the principal's name..."

  "Get out!"

  His mind was filled with images and voices of Luo Lin, when suddenly a dark figure blocked his way, he didn't hear what the person said, he stretched out his hand to push away the shoulder that blocked him, his footsteps made the stone slabs beneath his feet shatter, and he rushed out of the house towards Luo Lin's home at high speed.

  The brown-haired warrior only felt a surge of power suddenly coming from his shoulder, and before he could even steady himself, he was pushed out. His shoulder heavily collided with the wall, producing a dull thud.

  Luo Lin is dead? Luo Lin is dead?

  "I swear I must marry Juliet as my wife! If I can't, I will keep getting fatter and fatter until I die."

  "Classmates, our friendship..."

  "Classmate, be my brother-in-law..."

  "Classmate... I'll treat you..."

  In his mind, Luo Lin's chubby and smiling face kept flashing back, how could such a chubby die?

  The Luo family's compound almost occupied the entire street, with white cloth strips hanging all over the front of the street. Nowhere could a person coming to offer condolences be seen, only the wind occasionally blowing and gently swaying the cloth strips, revealing an unspeakable bleakness.

  Luolin's body was placed in the center of the hall, and Lu Qingqing, dressed in a white mourning dress, knelt beside the coffin, her eyes red from crying but no longer shedding tears.

  Zhu Li Si wore a white mourning dress, holding a one-year-old baby in her arms, standing there teasing the child, with no hint of moisture or redness at the corners of her eyes.