Chapter 0228-Shut Up Evil Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Leon said, “And Wilson is the executioner for tomorrow’s execution.”

After thinking about it, he looked to Loseweather, “Why don’t we sneak off and fly to the academy tonight, and then god forbid we get that old b-dragon …….”

As he spoke, Leon made a “knife” gesture on his neck.

Headache chopping is an undesirable treatment;

But if the cut is the one that’s giving you a headache, the treatment may be surprisingly effective.

Knowing that he was joking, Losweather shook her head, “It’s better to attend honestly, the letter said that the ceremony was only held in Noa’s class, and even if the vice-principal was there in person, he wouldn’t be able to raise much of a splash.”

The implication is that, having survived the previous two weight classes, the extent of this one is just a sprinkle of water.

Leon scratched his head and breathed a sigh of relief, “OK, so we leave in the morning?”

“Uh-huh.”

Leon waved his hand and turned to leave Los Viceroy’s room.

Loseweather sat alone on the sofa, for the ceremony of St. Heath’s College, even if she had always been calm as she was, she could not help but be a little ptsd.

One could only hope that tomorrow Principal Wilson would be a little more restrained and not let her and the Lyceum die too badly.

As the night wore on and sleepiness set in, Los Vespers got up and took a shower, tidied up briefly and then went to bed.

Early the next morning, the couple traveled to St. Heath’s College.

Upon arrival, they went to the school building of the young dragon division.

The corridors on all floors of the school building were filled with the parents of the young hatchlings, some fretting and searching for their children’s classes, while others took the opportunity to climb into conversation with the Outcasts.

Leon and Roseweather went straight to Noa’s class.

The classroom teacher is standing at the classroom door at this time receiving families.

St. Heath was a noble academy after all, and those who could come to school here were not ordinary families from the Dragon Clan, so the teachers would not put on any condescending airs while teaching and doing their duty, treating every family with a smile on their faces.

He had just finished receiving a family, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the homeroom teacher caught a glimpse of Mr. and Mrs. Leon, who were walking toward the place.

She rushed to meet them quickly, offering to shake hands with Leon and Loseweather.

What the vice-principal had commanded was to treat model families with ten or even nine times the enthusiasm!

“Welcome, both of you, to the Essay Ceremony, it’s been a long journey.”

“No where, teachers usually have to teach so many children, it’s even harder.” Losweather politely replied back.

The homeroom teacher was a little embarrassed by the compliment, hiding her mouth and laughing lightly, “It’s okay, this is my job. The two of you go in first, Noa sits in the center of the first row.”

Since she was much younger than all the other young dragons, she was naturally taller than them, so the homeroom teacher put Noa in the first row