Chapter 1082 (2/2)

”Obviously, Frankie, you don't seem to have enough energy recently. You don't even screw much But the unexpected positivity in this respect? ” Frey looks at Franken in a bit of surprise, surprised that the skeleton mage, who seems to have no passion recently, will say such a thing.

”Recently, I didn't screw the screw just because there were insects in my head. Recently, I have been asking the grass elves to help me remove the insects, and the thread inside the screw is rusty Do you want to see it? ”

And Franken made a gesture to open his head.

”Stop it! You won't be able to eat anything like that! ” Flea stops her.

By the way, with the progress of students' strength and the increasing understanding of the magic field, Franken as a dead creature has long been an open secret in the college.

Even Elijah, the holy virgin from the holy land, and the silver sword gefurei have accepted this.

”In that case, Frankie, when do you think we should start?” Asked Frey.

”Three days later. Now let's dismiss, and we'll leave you three days to enrich yourself and be better prepared. ”Franken's last sentence was to seven students, who nodded their heads.

”Oh, by the way, Miss Frey, can I talk to you later?” Just as several people were about to leave, Camille seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned to Frey, who was discussing with Franken about the ”worm in the head.”.

”Well, what can I do for you?” Frey was stunned for a moment and asked.

”I want to ask you about how to form a new religion.” The boy replied with a smile.

“…… Although I am no longer the head of the Knights Templar, I am also a senior member of the pure white church. Do you ask me how to form a heretical religion? ”

Although she has been living in Edric for a long time, Frey also knows that Camille is the most funny one among the four monitors, but she didn't expect that she would be able to tease him to this extent: ”and you are a magician, aren't you? What religion is the magician going to form... ”

”Umm, I haven't decided on the name to be honest Let's call it the sylvian cult. What do you think

Kamiyu pondered for a moment, then replied.

”Wait, the name Don't tell me, the people who believe in this thing are... ”

Flea puffed out of the corner of her eye and had a headache.

”It's our dean of Aldrich college, Sylvie Aldrich!” The boy continued to smile and reply, ”by the way, I am the Pope.”