Start a Dungeon

After deciding on the prizes for the winners, the Mimic Demon Principal asked representatives from each college to submit the teacher candidates participating in the competition to him for classification and statistics.

This time is the bottom line of communication within the academy. The final results of the competition will not be known to the guild bosses, so everyone does not have to worry about the final victory or defeat. It is just an entertainment activity.

The above was the speech given by the principal of Aome Academy. The representatives below naturally smiled and nodded, saying that they would definitely participate in this 'entertainment' event.

The competition location is a temporarily opened stadium.

The representatives of the college were sitting in the surrounding auditorium. There were not many people coming to negotiate this time, so each family sat far apart.

Lott and his two wives were sitting at the back of the auditorium. In front of them were several nervous and excited teachers, including Candice.

Not far from them, to the left and right, were people from the other two colleges.

"Hello, can I sit here?"

A not-so-good-looking student came over to Lott with several student representatives and greeted him with a smile.

The competition hasn't started yet, and each family has sent students or teachers to the surrounding neighbors to communicate with each other.

The person greeting Lott is the student president from the college on the left - those who are qualified to be here must be the student president team.

The three Lotts looked up at them.

I wanted to refuse directly, but Tina on the left had the good sense to stand up and sit on the right side of Lott, staying with Maria.

"Thanks."

The student council president opposite sat down on Lott's left, stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "Ewen."

"John." Lott said with a random name.

"Nice to meet you."

After shaking hands with each other, the two sat there looking in front of each other in silence.

At this time, Maria whispered in Lot's ear: "Tina wants to go to the toilet."

"Oh, go ahead."

After Lott nodded, the two disappeared together and teleported back to the palace.

Student Council President Alvin on the left discovered that the two people on Lot's right were missing. He suddenly became extremely curious and stuck his head out and asked: "President John, if I remember correctly, there should be someone next to you."

"They went back," Lot replied.

When Ivan heard this, he looked at him and asked, "How did you do it?"

"Witches are a very magical race, aren't they?"

"Oh." The student council president nodded thoughtfully, but one or two of the student council groups next to him showed disgusted expressions.

Obviously, witches who can impact the status of magicians are as unpopular as the Jews in Europe.

Unfortunately, what they can't change is that the witches are far superior to them in both creativity and comprehension.

"We have a lot of witches here." Lott looked at the other party and further stimulated, "The lord is also sparing no effort to recruit more witches."

After hearing this, the group of students turned their heads and looked here. Their expressions were not very good.

President Ivan didn't seem to be too entangled with the gap between the conjurer and the witch, and asked: "Really? This is the first time I heard this - President John has seen the lord here. What?"

Obviously, compared to the differences between the witch and the magician, this 'honest' student council president is more pragmatic.

"Lord? I've seen him before." Lott replied casually.

"Oh?" Ivan raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Aome Academy was opened by the lord, and the principal is the lord's man, so the teachers and student council presidents here have more or less contact with the lord.

It is necessary to establish as many good relationships as possible, at least there should be no hostility. Even if there is, it should not be known to others. This is the instruction given by the senior leaders of the colleges to the following operatives. Therefore, Ai Wen's words revealed something. It smells like a peacemaker.

When Lott said that he had seen the lord, not only the group of students on the left, but also the Aome Academy teachers like Candice sitting in the front turned to look at him.

What is the most mysterious thing about a dungeon?

Of course he is the great lord who can create this miraculous place.

However, there is not much information about him, the only thing people know is:

He is about 70 years old, wears a purple robe, has a stupid son and a stupid daughter-in-law, often loses things and asks the knights in the city to help find them. It is said that he has many talented subordinates, and he is most well-known for being in various fields such as administration, justice, and diplomacy. The fat men who hold positions in important fields are said to be multiple brothers from the same family.

No matter what, the local residents are quite curious and worshipful about the Lord. After all, there is no other city in the world that is so developed, advanced, free and open.

"Classmate, do you know the lord?" Candice turned to look at Lott and asked with a surprised expression - she had even scolded him before for not wearing school uniform.

"That's right. After all, I know his son very well." Lott said with a smile.

After hearing this, the president next to him hesitated slightly and said: "I heard that the lord's son"

"Those are rumors. His son is very shrewd and has learned the truth about the lord - hasn't there been no news about the eldest young master of the dungeon for a long time recently?"

Several people were stunned for a moment, and then quickly exchanged words.

When the people in front of and next to her were whispering to each other, Lott added: "The lord's daughter-in-law is actually not stupid, she is a beautiful and intelligent witch."

After finishing, he emphasized to the students who were biased against witches: "Not only is his daughter-in-law a witch, but also the lord's wife. You can sit here because this wife has a broad mind and tolerance. Don't you feel that Are you ashamed?"

Several people were silent after hearing this. Their faces were red and dark. They didn't know whether they were blaming themselves or feeling aggrieved. The scene looked a bit embarrassing.

"Ahem." President Ivan covered it up, and then said to Lot, "Sorry, we are not biased against witches, but um."

"No need to say more, President Ivan, I understand. I just want to remind everyone that it is illegal to discriminate against witches here."

"Eh?"

There is no such provision in the law, Lott was just trying to scare them for his wife.

However, as he expected, several people were stunned on the spot, including several teachers from Aome Academy sitting in front.

"Is it true?" Candice, who is a conjurer, looked at Lot and asked. Although she did not discriminate against anyone, she knew that many conjurers didn't like the witch very much.

"Yes, Ms. Candice." Lott looked at her and nodded with a smile.

"Classmate, although you are very familiar with the young master, do you know that you should call me teacher?"

"Understood ma'am."

"you"

"The game is about to begin, madam, please be quiet." Lott pointed to the front.