Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 313 The Teacher's Sweet Little Cotton-padded Jacket

I will seriously consider what you have said.

Not receiving immediate permission, Wuyan wanted to say something more, but opened her mouth and asked, "Do I need to submit an application form?"

Obviously not.

The key point is the principal's nod.

He walked out of the principal's office and landed directly in front of Pa, who was pacing around the office.

I did not see the other person who had spoken to Pa.

“You said…” Pa slipped to the ground and subconsciously began to communicate with the person she could talk to.

He stopped.

He turned around under the silent, puzzled gazes.

"Is it really appropriate for me to tell him this?"

"Will he tell anyone about this?"

"But who can he tell? Does Wuyan have any friends at school?"

He thought of a possibility.

Teacher Da Tian Tian.

"Eh."

Silently, he watched as Director Pa turned away and then back again, before pulling him aside to whisper something.

"If I tell you something very private, will you tell Teacher Da Tian Tian?"

He shook his head silently.

Pa slipped and landed doubtfully: "Really not?"

He nodded silently.

"Does the director mean to talk about restoring magic?"

Pa slipped and fell to the ground in surprise: "How did you know?"

"Never mind, never mind," Wu Yan opened her mouth to answer his question, but before she could utter a single syllable, Pa slipped to the ground and sighed again, "You know, my magic has always been a pain in my heart."

With a heavy heart, she clenched her fist against her chest and quickly helped him up without saying a word.

He just found out.

Aside from attention, he had never seen Director Par use any other magic.

Director Parr's heartache didn't last long: "The knight told me that as long as I have Haiti, my magic can be restored."

The pointer in his hand was almost rolled into a ball.

"Tell me, should I tell the Cute Knights about this?"

If he were to say this, it would make him appear as the director who doesn't care about the bigger picture.

If I didn't say that...

This is this...

"Oh dear." He was lost in his sorrow, and after a long while, he came to his senses and there was still one other person there.

"Huh? You still haven't told me, how did you know there was hope for my magic to be restored?"

“I heard you shouting outside just now,” Wuyan pointed to the principal’s office, “I heard you inside.”

"You heard that?! That principal..."

“Principal Os was inside and heard it too.”

"I was speaking so loudly just now, he..."

"The door wasn't closed properly, so they must have heard it too."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I wanted to speak, but you didn't give me a chance."

Pa slipped to the ground: "..."

The door, which had been slightly ajar, swung open completely, and Osgeda's annoying voice rang out: "Director Pa, come in."

She glared angrily at Wuyan, then glared fiercely at the automatic door.

They even secretly opened a crack in the door? He'll replace this lousy door sooner or later!

Just before going inside, Pa slipped from her hand and landed on the bull's head: "You won't tell anyone, will you?"

Before she could speak, the automatic door closed, and Pa slipped and nearly got caught, forcing her to stumble and fall inside.

He'll replace this dilapidated door sooner or later!!!

Kenny was very responsible. After handing the letter to Miya Xing and Qian Jin, he remembered that there was still a silent person in the office who was diligently cleaning.

When Wuyan returned to the infirmary, Datian, who had gone to change the clock, still hadn't returned. Instead, Genny appeared there, and the cleaning was nearing completion.

His surprise would have been even greater if Ginny hadn't given him that classic guilty smile, and if there hadn't been two extra broken potion bottles in the trash can.

Silently, he told Genny that Director Pa's magic could be restored and that the restoration required Haiti.

"Don't tell anyone that I told this story."

As Genny walked away, he made an OK sign.

After disposing of the potion residue in the trash can, the infirmary, now without its large clock, felt much more spacious. A silent prayer was offered: Sweetie wouldn't come back carrying a clock resembling a former Chief Physician.

When Ukunana returned alone, the discussion about this matter had not yet reached a nationwide conclusion.

“We’ve already discussed it with Ms. Victoria and decided to repair and upgrade the phone booth. Ulala will stay there to help.” After explaining the result, she asked, “What happened?”

Looking at Miya Xing, he didn't seem to have regained his memories, nor did he seem to have lost the potion's effect.

"It's because of Director Pa." After Eric briefly explained, Ukunana seemed thoughtful.

"It seems the Dark Emperor disguised himself as a knight and infiltrated the Moe Academy for Haiti's sake. I just wonder what he wanted to do by having someone impersonate Ruibusi..."

"what?!"

Seeing the simultaneous astonishment of his companions, Eric hesitated for two seconds before realizing that he and Opa hadn't told them about it yet.

"Yes, I and O'Pa quietly followed the Jazz and his assistant and overheard it, but unfortunately we didn't hear anything more."

"Captain Eric, you can't act alone."

“Miya Star. Me and Oupa,” he said helplessly, holding up his finger, “the two of us.”

Seeing that Mi Yaxing wasn't particularly surprised, I knew he must have already guessed it.

"We'll discuss the details later."

They were in the classroom next to where Teacher Qian Jin was mixing magic potions.

With Oupa and Piao A Piao already in the mix, adding a few more would just be a hindrance.

In theory, during the time it takes for the potion to be successfully prepared, they could do other things instead of just waiting.

but……

Opa hurriedly passed by the door, gave them an OK sign, and a little while later, under the bewildered gazes of Ukunana and Ginny, the rest of his companions left to go to the next classroom.

Teacher Qian Jin was just turning his incredulous gaze away from Piao A Piao.

"This is a drowsy potion powder, and you can't even tell the difference, yet you actually..."

Ouch, he felt dizzy, weak in the legs, and his chest felt tight. Based on his many years of teaching experience, he knew that the last one was definitely not caused by the magic potion.

How exactly does Victoria teach her students?

He only went on a trip for a while, and when he came back, the students couldn't even distinguish between drowsy and nauseous powders?!

"I'm sorry, Teacher Qian Jin. Actually, the potion powder I just spilled... caused more than just a drowsy feeling."

I drift away, filled with guilt.

Drifting and drifting, I feel guilty.

Piao Piao quietly waved to them, urging them to come over quickly.

While supporting the unsteady Qian Jin, Ou Pa asked, "What's the other one?"

"I don't recognize it, it has no label, and it looks like it's been sprayed..."

“Teacher Qian Jin,” Eric hurried over, “we need to get to the infirmary right away.”

He and Ukunana, who had finally understood what was going on, each helped Qian Jin away, one on each side.

"That's great! This way, even if they can't find anything wrong with Professor Qian Jin's health, the Duke won't be able to use Professor Qian Jin anymore!"

The remaining few people looked at each other, then at Oupa.

Piao Piao quickly covered her mouth.

“No, no,” she waved her hands repeatedly. “Oppa told me this on purpose. I saw that Oppa had been observing Jazz these past few days, and after secretly reading what he wrote, I forced Oppa to tell me.”

"Piao, piao, there's no need to say that. No one blames me, and no one blames you either."

"Really? That's great. Don't worry, I absolutely haven't leaked any of the Moe Knight's secrets," she said, pinching an invisible zipper to seal her mouth, demonstrating her absolute secrecy. "I haven't told anyone!"

"But wasn't flour the only thing in our plan? Why did you bring drowsy stuff too?"

Upon hearing this, Piao A Piao scratched her head sheepishly:

"Oh, because when I first did it, Teacher Qian Jin didn't react at all, so I was thinking if I made it look more serious so that he would take it seriously."

And Professor Qian Jin is really in good health!

She "accidentally" spilled so much magic powder on him, yet he still hadn't fallen asleep.

“Alright,” Ou Pa picked up the finished product from the table, “Miya Star, try it out quickly.”

"Don't worry even if it doesn't work." Although he didn't think that was possible.

But to avoid any potential disappointment for my friends: "I watched Mr. Qian Jin make the whole version. If this version doesn't work, I can improve it and make a new one."

"Just hearing that makes me feel like I'm going to have to drink several more bottles of bitter medicine."

Miya Star looked very relaxed.

Ou Pa, however, didn't think so at all.

He hesitated for a moment, but the hand beside him kept moving. Finally, he said, "Jenny, could you please stop squeezing my hand so hard?"

It hurts a lot, and he still can't pull it out.

"Sorry sorry."

The hand was finally freed.

"Oh my god, this potion is more bitter than all of Teacher Da Tian Tian's potions combined, ugh—"

After the intense pain exploded, the scene that was once clear in front of him began to blur. He seemed to be in a valley, with his companions calling him from the other side, their voices overlapping and echoing past his ears.

He didn't hear anything clearly.

"Well……"

Images flashed and jumped through his mind, but he couldn't capture a single frame. The surrounding noise was incessant, and with the lingering pain, he couldn't open his eyes. It seemed like someone shouted something, and then everything outside of him disappeared into the distance.

My body dragged my consciousness down into darkness, as if I were sinking into a soft, rippling pool of water.