"Die!" Angelet roared violently. He raised his hand, and the silver dagger suddenly came out of his hand and spun towards the girl.

Do!!

The dagger was nailed to the wall. There was no girl in the red dress in the room, only Angele.

He wiped his face and it was covered in cold sweat.

"What the fuck!" The veins on his temples were exposed, and a trace of ferocity appeared on his face.

"Damn it!! What the hell is going on!!"

Suddenly, a faint white light lit up from the package on the bed.

Angelet was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face.

He rushed over and opened the package. On the back of a gray robe folded inside, a cross was slowly but firmly releasing a pale light.

"It's the mentor! The mentor's call!! You can go back to the academy!!" Never before had Angelet felt that the scary old witch mentor was so cute. So much so that he couldn't wait to see her.

(To be continued...rq~.< >-~
Chapter completed!