I'm turning into a goblin soon

Chapter 808 Is it swollen to become an imperial male god? 2
Maybe the future marshal of the empire is among the students watching today!

The media is waiting in full force, and countless viewers in the entire Tamar galaxy are also surrounded by their own star network to watch the live broadcast.

On the main channel in the southeast of the imperial capital, two hover vehicles are driving side by side.

In fact, one is an extremely dark purple color, and even a very strange pattern of thorn flowers is painted on it with spray paint.

It can be said to be very eye-catching.

The other one is a very low-key silver-gray, with an old-fashioned body shape. It can be imagined that the owner of this car is probably also a serious character.

"Hey Ares, don't you feel excited? Wait a minute and we will make our debut in front of tens of billions of viewers!" A frivolous voice sounded.

After a long time in the silver-gray body came a cold and indifferent response: "I don't think so, it's troublesome."

Although the voice is cold, but the timbre is clear, it sounds like the owner of the voice is quite young.

"Tsk, you are as boring as ever." The owner of the purple hover car complained, and he was a little annoyed, "If you want me to say, you are really blind to the beauty that Mrs. Ollie inherited from you. Otherwise, then What are a few guys who are praised by the girls of the empire?"

"……boring."

"..."

When the two cars arrived at the main entrance of the First Military Academy, it happened to be nine o'clock in the morning in the imperial capital.

Seeing the two cars, one gray and one purple, the onlookers were all elated.

He is the chief freshman this year!
The custom handed down from the First Academy: The freshman with the best theoretical and practical performance in each class, that is, the chief freshman, will come to the school to register at nine o'clock in the morning on the same day.

This custom is not a rigid rule of the college, but it has become a rule that all freshmen abide by.

Those other students also consciously waited until the chief registration was over before registering.

The car stopped.

The purple hover car slowly fell behind, allowing the silver-gray car to go ahead.

Door opens.

A boy in a black uniform with silver trim came out.

The wind blew his silver-white shoulder-length hair, and the excellent texture of the college uniform perfectly blended with his ice-like cold temperament.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and then various recording equipment rang non-stop.

"Is this really a student from the First Military Academy? I suspect this is a red carpet walk!"

"Wake up upstairs, have you ever seen such a good-looking celebrity on the red carpet?"

"Fuck, my legs are weak, that look... I can't describe it."

"It's unattainable. The strange thing is that I don't feel disgusted at all by this man showing such an unattainable appearance. Instead, I feel that I deserve it."

"Upstairs +1, he is obviously a delicate and beautiful boy, his aura is simply invincible!"

Ares didn't even give a little bit of charity to the people around him, and his expression was calm. It would be better to say that he walked the distance to the entrance of the college blankly and disappeared from the public's sight.

When he got to a place where no one was around, Ares sighed almost inaudibly.

It’s weird.

He looked down at his hands, which were white, soft, and unbelievably delicate, but they were not feminine at all.

There is a force in these hands that no one can ignore.

He was born conscious, but lost all memory of his past.

This made him very wary of his surroundings. Even if he could sense the kindness of the people around him, Ares was still vigilant about everything.

(End of this chapter)