043, fools only need food

"What are you doing!"

Suddenly, the water in the pool separated left and right, and the little girl coughed violently and lay at the bottom of the pool. Hearing this sound, the contemptuous smile on Dai Lao's face disappeared immediately, and he changed into a hint of disgust. He quickly left the edge of the pool, and as for the freckles that suppressed the idiot and the fat man, he let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted and retreated aside.

The thin body was swept towards the pool with wind and snow. His eyes were still bright red, and the chains in his right arm were not pulled out. But he ignored these things and quickly carried the baby girl out of the bottom of the pool. After confirming that she was still crying loudly, even though she was weak, she had no threat of life...

The chains that were pierced into his arms gradually shrank back. The bright redness of his eyes gradually returned to the usual darkness.

No one noticed these inconspicuous little details. Even the snowflakes that seemed to be hallucinations disappeared in the hot summer. Dai Lao and the other two stood in a row. Not far away, an old man with a white beard and a light green robe walked over with a serious expression.

"Mr. Principal, noon. What wind blows you here?"

Dai Lao spoke first, his smile was more polite than respect, but after he owed his body slightly, he straightened his back again.

The old man who Dai Lao called the principal did not answer him. He just stared at the idiot over there silently, his eyes not far away from the layers of chains on his right arm for a moment. At this moment, An Mie quietly returned to the chains. What exactly did he want to see from this?

"What am I here to prevent dead people from appearing here."

The principal spoke, as if he was talking to Dai Lao.

Dai Lao snorted, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again. He owed slightly behind him and turned around and left with two dogs. However, before leaving, he seemed to be a demonstration and left a sentence—

"Yes. If you come one step later, there will be dead people here. The body of a beggar and a baby will give you, the great principal, a headache? Well, don't mind too much. I'm just a joke, you don't need to worry too much." As he said, Dai Lao turned to the fat man, "Go and give this fool some money to buy food. Anyway, fools like him only need food. Haha, Mr. Principal, goodbye in the new semester."

Dai Lao has proud capital. His family is a military clan in the Bucks Empire. He is also a rare genius in a martial arts department in 50 years! To put it bluntly, this principal is just a principal. As the next heir to the duke, Dai Lao Goodsey, of course, does not need to respect a young principal.

The three of them left. After they left, the principal's eyes finally shifted from the beggar in front of him to the backs of the three. After staring for a while, he looked back at the black chains on the idiot's arm...

"Yes... If I come one step later, there will be dead people here. Dear Master Goodes..."

The next thing happened as if it were natural. The idiot untie the baby girl, carried her wet and cold body out, and put it in the sun. After the fabric and cotton were dried, he wrapped the baby girl again, held it in his arms, and gently sootheed it.

The little baby girl was still sobbing at first, but she lay back into the warm swaddle. The feeling of being gently picked up made her cry slowly stop and she fell asleep with peace of mind. During the whole process, the principal always stood aside and quietly watched the idiot's actions.

The sun gradually sets westward, and the old principal turned around and walked towards the depths of the campus. The idiot silently picked up the baby girl and followed him. The old and young people had never talked and said a few words, but just walked in front and behind. The distance between them was neither shortened nor extended, as if there was always someone holding a ruler to measure.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the idiot walked through the wide courtyard, passed the corridor full of vines, and walked through the passage full of portraits. The glory and size of the Royal Academy of Holy Grace showed him a small part of it on this road. If it were someone else who understood the mystery, he would have been confused and could not distinguish between the east, south, west and north.

Walking out of a tree-lined avenue that covered the sky, what appeared in front of me was a huge square. The white tower stood in the center of the square, revealing the noble and arrogant momentum.

The principal walked into the tower, reached out and pressed a wall. The wall opened and an elevator appeared inside. He walked in, and the idiot walked in without the old man's consent. After looking at the sign outside the elevator with the words "Glorious Tower, don't enter the idle people", the old principal pressed the switch without saying a word.

The elevator climbed up, and in the narrow space, there were only two people and a sleeping baby. The principal and the beggar didn't speak. Maybe they had forgotten that there was another person beside them?

Dingdong.

The elevator reached the top. The door opened, and a corridor in a shape appeared outside. The principal walked out and walked a few steps along the corridor. He gently pushed open a door marked with the nameplate of "Principal's Office" and sat down behind a luxurious desk facing the door. His eyes were sharp and profound, staring at the little beggar standing in the center of the room, holding a baby in his hand, and his right hand was wrapped in chains.

"You are not like a person from the Bucks Empire. What's your purpose?"

The sound is cold, making people unable to guess what the old man is thinking.

The idiot lowered her head and looked at the baby girl. At this moment, she was sleeping very sweetly. Maybe she thought she would be able to be protected by these hands any day from now on and hug her.

The principal's room became quiet. The idiot did not answer or moved. The expressionless eyes were just silently staring at the baby in his arms. In the air, there were only the wall clocks in the corners of the walls, making tick, tick, and tick sounds.

(It's time to end...)

The idiot walked forward, looked at the principal, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Campa. You can call me Mr. Campa. I used to be a doctor, and now the president of the Royal Academy of Holy Grace."

(It's finally over now...)

The ten-year-old child lowered his head, and his forehead touched the baby girl's sleeping little face for the last time, feeling the warmth of her skin. Then he placed the child on the table with the dried letter.

(My task has been completed...)

"Her parents asked me to bring her to you. Now, I'm done."

(From... take care of yourself, girl.)

The idiot's hands retreated. When the hands left the swaddle, he suddenly felt a slight tremor coming from his fingertips. This was not because of the cold, but because... it was like... losing something, there was a feeling of sadness in his heart that wanted to surge out... that kind of tremor...

The thin beggar turned his head and walked out step by step. He ignored the story behind him anymore. An inexplicable impulse in his heart warned him that if he refused to leave, his steps might become heavier and heavier and more and more unable to give up...

Principal Campa watched the little beggar leave, but he did not try to keep it. He just tore open the letter paper and took out the letters inside and looked at the back. While he was looking, he glanced at the corner of his eyes. When he was sure to walk out of the door, the principal suddenly pinched the little baby girl's arm with the nails on his little fingers.

The little baby girl was woken up by pinching and immediately cried. The beggar who was stepping forward also stood still as if he had been imposed on a fixed posture.

Principal Campa let the baby girl cry. To him, the baby on the table seemed to have nothing to do with him. After scanning the letter in his hand, the old man suddenly sneered, opened his hand, and the letter paper turned into ashes in his palm.

"It's just a nonsense. The two of them are just my students. Why should I take care of their children?"

Amid the little baby's crying, Principal Campa stood up coldly, turned his back to the table, and looked at every corner of the college through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind.

"Being chased and then avenge them? Since you are in this world, being chased and killed is the most normal thing. Just because of such a little thing, it seems that these two students' books are in vain. They don't have enough ability, so they deserve it if they die."

There was no slight pity or sorrow in the old man's tone. He seemed to have no sadness at the death of the two students, and he had no intention of avenging the baby girl's parents. After enjoying the scenery, Principal Campa threw down the crying baby girl and walked to the wine rack next to him to take down a bottle of wine and poured a little. Then, he pulled out a book from the bookshelf and returned to the table and sat down. Before opening the book, he hummed at the idiot outside.

"Hey, that garbage over there. The girl you brought is so noisy, take it away for me. Otherwise, I'll stuff her into a wastebasket and throw it directly from this place."

The idiot turned around, and even as cold as frosty, he seemed to be a little shocked at Principal Campa's words. He returned to the table, lowered his head, picked up the baby girl and coaxed him gently. But soon, he looked up and looked at the principal in front of him.

"...Her parents, ask me to hand her over to you..."
Chapter completed!