Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 5 School
in the afternoon.

Allen took the road to school again.

There is an extra dagger and a bag of lime in the schoolbag.

With poisonous mushrooms in his pocket.

What happened in the morning left a lot of psychological shadow on him.

This time I deliberately avoided alleys and chose places with a lot of people.

Fortunately.

No more accidents, and went to school smoothly.

The school in the town provides lunch.

Most of the students are still in the cafeteria at the moment, and the classroom is very deserted, only two girls chatting in low voices.

The original owner of this body, Alan Panthers, had already entered puberty physically, but his mind was still relatively naive.

In the class, he belonged to the kind of bad boy with average grades but very naughty, and he also made friends with the same kind of naughty boys.

They are a group of boys who hardly talk to their female classmates.

The reason is that getting along with the little girl is too troublesome, if you don't pay attention when you are fighting, you will make the other party cry, and you have to worry about every little thing, it's so annoying!
Of course, his elder sister was an exception.

Kelly is a well-known female man in the whole school, the eldest sister!

Thinking of these things, Allen now finds it funny.

Thinking back to before time travel, when I was 12 years old, I had already tasted the taste of first love.

If the self before time travel had a strong body like Alan Panthers and a masculine appearance, if he casually showed off on the basketball court, it would not be too easy to pick up girls.

Putting aside childish thoughts, Allen opened his schoolbag and placed the books neatly on the desk.

The courses taught in the school mainly include Chinese, arithmetic, geography, history and martial arts.

The first two subjects are only equivalent to the level of the fourth grade of elementary school in the previous life. For a "problem master" like him who has received a full scholarship to study abroad for a Ph. D., it is too simple.

Geography and history are more like setting collections of fantasy novels, and Allen read them with gusto.

As I was turning the pages of the book, a faint scent of fragrance wafted from behind me.

"Student Alan, why didn't you come to class this morning?"

The girl's voice echoed in her ears, and she sounded unhappy.

You don't need to look back to know that it is Beatrice, the monitor.

The naughty boys in the class secretly nicknamed the girl "Police Dog".

Perhaps it was because she liked to be in charge and was very strict that she was chosen as the class monitor.

It must be admitted that Miss Squad Leader is conscientious.

Otherwise, it's not a big deal for a naughty boy like Allen to skip class for half a day and go out for a while, so why bother?
Allen turned around, looked at the girl in the white dress with a straight face opposite, and smiled slightly.

"Squad leader, good afternoon."

"Hey……?"

The girl was taken aback, as if she hadn't expected that this naughty boy would suddenly become polite, with a bewildered look on his delicate face.

"Well, good afternoon... Student Alan, you haven't answered my question yet!"

"It's a long story. It started when we went to the circus yesterday afternoon..."

Allen briefly recounted the experiences of the past two days.

Except for the identity of the traverser and the secrets related to the Taotie system, nothing else was kept.

First of all, it is unnecessary, after all, there are already dead people, and the report will soon spread throughout the town.

Secondly, it is also considered that the wider the spread of this case, the more it will arouse local residents' hatred for child kidnappers, and spontaneously organize to fight against such crimes.

If the circus sent someone back to kidnap children again, most of them would not be able to escape the discerning eyes of the people, which would be tantamount to helping Alan relieve the pressure.

Allen described these thrilling experiences vividly.

Beatrice was fascinated.

After a while, another girl in the classroom came over and sat next to Beatrice, listening to him curiously.

The two girls sat across from Alan, both resting their chins on their hands and resting their elbows on the desk, listening with gusto.

The boy who came back from dinner couldn't help being amazed when he saw this scene.

"Ai Lun, you boy! You actually have such a good time chatting with girls!"

"Damn traitor! He must be removed from the 'Iron Fist'!"

"I'm afraid it won't work..." Another boy smiled wryly, "After all, Allen is the boss of our 'Iron Fist Gang'! Only the boss has the right to expel gang members..."

……

"That's how it is."

After Alan finished talking about the cause and effect, he showed a half-true and half-fake look of fear.

"I was able to escape the murderous hands of the kidnappers, I really have to thank my ancestors for appearing!"

In this world where sorcerers are respected, people worship bloodlines and ancestors, and religious beliefs are brutally suppressed by major sorcerer families.

Believers of good or evil gods are not allowed to preach in public.

So when people express their gratitude, they always say "Thanks to the blessings of the ancestors" instead of "Thank God".

"Alan! You are so brave! You are so powerful!" The little girl beside Beatrice looked at him with admiration, "Killing two vicious kidnappers and successfully escaping, this is just like an adventure The plot in the novel!"

"So, you kid isn't making up a story, is he?"

Another girl who came over to listen to the fun asked in doubt.

"My ancestors, I'm telling the truth!" Allen said with a serious face, "If you don't believe me, you can go to the police station to inquire."

"Alan is unlikely to lie to us." Beatrice said something fair. "A boy like him will only brag in front of boys, and bragging to girls will be laughed at by other boys, saying he It would be embarrassing to pursue that girl!"

Allen nodded with a smile.

Miss monitor, you know the mentality of being a cool boy!

"Alan, after this incident, you have to learn your lesson, study hard in the future, and stop playing in dangerous places..."

The class leader, Miss, educates the delinquent teenagers in a serious manner.

Usually when she said these clichés, Allen couldn't bear to hear a word, and turned his head away.

But it is empathy for the soul of the traverser.

"You're right, Beatrice. In the past, I used to do meaningless stupid things all day long. I thought I was a gangster and a street guy. I was so stupid."

Allen said seriously.

"Squad leader, I will learn from you in the future, study hard, and do something more valuable to myself and society."

Beatrice's eyes overflowed with relief, and her fair and tender face suddenly flushed.

"Alan...you didn't come to the class this morning, so I'll lend you the class notes. Be sure to read them carefully!"

"Thank you monitor, I will return it to you before school."

"Don't be in a hurry to return it!" Beatrice looked a little uncomfortable, "Also, um...you haven't eaten lunch yet, right? I still have bread and milk, if you don't mind..."

"Thank you." Alan stretched out his hand calmly, "Actually, I didn't come here until after lunch, but I think I can eat a little more."

It was just a little girl's lunch, and Alan swallowed it in two or three mouthfuls, feeling... It was like he didn't eat.

"Gluttony System", in terms of "Gluttony", really lives up to its name.

The girls around had already noticed that the squad leader's attitude towards Allen was unusual, and they looked at the two with strange eyes.

Allen felt the sight around him, secretly amused.

Some innocent and kind girls are always keen to save bad boys, persuade the prodigal son to turn back, abandon evil and do good, and get a great sense of satisfaction and accomplishment from it.

For this reason, he even did not hesitate to destroy his own life, like a moth to a flame.

Beatrice, too, seems to have a bit of a Madonna complex.

(End of this chapter)