Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Chapter 34 A Letter from the Military
As summer turns to autumn, the hot weather gradually cools down, and fallen leaves tumble through the air and drift into the campus.

The girls' original short skirts and stockings were replaced by trousers.

Mo Xie rested her chin on her hand by the window at the back of the classroom, gazing at the scenery outside.

The first semester of my first year of high school has already passed by more than halfway without me even realizing it.

Since everyone has just awakened, the teacher will teach the students basic knowledge and give them time to get acquainted with magic.

The school will hold a few self-study sessions specifically to give students time for meditation and self-discipline while they are on campus.

For example, right now, the whole class is sitting in their seats, closing their eyes and entering a meditative state.

As for why Mo Xie doesn't cultivate, the reason is actually very simple: he spends too much time cultivating in the morning.

Because he was ranked first in the entire school in academic performance, a tradition that started in junior high school and continued into high school.

The school granted Mo Xie many privileges, one of which was the right not to attend school, which was also one of his favorite privileges.

It's rare for me to come to school today, after all, I still want to experience high school life. Once a week... that shouldn't be too much, right?
When cultivating at home, Mo Xie was able to manage her cultivation time effectively.

It is clear when to meditate, when to control, and when to practice releasing.

But once at school, Mo Xie had no desire to listen to the teachers talking about useless things.

This meant he spent the entire morning cultivating, and if he continued like this, he wouldn't have any time left in the afternoon.

He had a complete understanding of the high school curriculum; otherwise, how could he have consistently ranked first in every exam?

The essence of a magician's awakening of magic is to fight against demons, no matter how excellent your theoretical knowledge or how powerful your cultivation.

Without ever truly fighting demons or killing demons, one is ultimately just a flower in a greenhouse.

The bell rang, startling all the students in the class into opening their eyes immediately.

"Damn it, I finally got into the zone, and this ringtone just blew me off!"

One student was so angry that he started cursing, his face full of resentment.

"Yes, the bell rings every time self-study get out of class ends, which disturbs me. I don't have any quiet time to study."

"Could you please suggest to the school that they stop playing the bell for self-study periods?"

Mo Xie shook his head helplessly when he heard the complaints from his classmates.

When he was practicing, neither the teacher's voice nor the noise of his classmates could make him break out of his practice state.

It's quite normal for them to encounter this situation since they've just awakened their magic.

The process of meditation can be tedious, and people with a stable temperament have an advantage because they can quickly adjust their state.

Those who are restless and impetuous can only have their edges smoothed out by time.

After class, the students left the classroom in twos and threes.

A moment later, Zhang Xiaohou ran in and shouted.

"Brother Xie, the homeroom teacher wants you to go to his office. He says he has something to discuss with you."

Something?

Mo Xie raised an eyebrow. Since the start of the semester, her homeroom teacher hadn't bothered her at all. Why was something suddenly happening today?
"it is good."

He responded and got up to walk out of the classroom.

Upon arriving at the office, Mo Xie found Xue Musheng engrossed in grading exam papers when he knocked on the door.

"Dong dong."

Hearing the knock on the door, Xue Musheng looked up and saw that it was Mo Xie. A smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Mo Xie is here, come with me."

After Xue Musheng finished speaking, he led Mo Xie away from the office.

On the way, Mo Xie couldn't help but ask Xue Musheng a question.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

"Don't worry, Mo Xie. The principal just needs to talk to you about something."

What could the principal possibly want with me...? Mo Xie didn't understand the principal's intentions, so she had no choice but to follow her teacher.

Xue Musheng walked all the way to the principal's office and respectfully knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

The office door opened, and Principal Zhu sat behind his desk, smiling at Mo Xie. "Alright, you can go back now. I need to speak with Mo Xie alone for a bit."

Xue Musheng nodded, turned and left, closing the door behind him.

"Mo Xie, please sit down."

Principal Zhu poured a cup of tea and handed it to Mo Xie.

"Thank you, principal."

Mo Xie accepted the teacup and thanked him.

Mo Xie took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and got down to business.

"I wonder what the principal wants to talk to me about."

"It's nothing, I just have a letter to give you."

"letter?"

Principal Zhu took a letter out of his desk drawer and placed it on the coffee table.

Moye took out the envelope and carefully examined its surface.

The recipient was clearly written as: Tianlan Magic High School, Grade 1 (8), Mo Xie.

The envelope was sent from the Xuefeng Mountain Post Station, where the military headquarters' insignia was prominently displayed.

I opened the envelope, glanced at the contents of the letter, and saw several large characters written on it.

[If you don't come here next time, you're dead! —Master]
Seeing the signature "Master," Mo Xie roughly understood what was going on and smiled helplessly.

After seeing that Mo Xie had finished reading the letter, Principal Zhu asked a question.

"Mo Xie, do you know anyone in the military?"

"more or less."

Mo Xie gave an ambiguous answer.

"Principal, I may not be coming to school for a while."

"Actually, Xuefeng Mountain Inn has already arranged a month's leave for you in advance, so you don't need to worry about this issue."

Principal Zhu quietly said something that even Mo Xie found somewhat amusing.

So that's how it is. They really don't want to leave me any way out... Mo Xie sighed and put the envelope away.

The letter has already been sent to the school, so it seems I have no choice but to go.

Principal Zhu sat to the side, already having some guesses in his mind.

Mo Xie not only has connections in the military, but her connections are exceptionally strong!

It is possible to send a letter bearing military insignia to Tianlan Magic High School in the name of Xuefeng Mountain Station, and also to get Tianlan Magic High School to give one student a month's leave.

There was only one person he could think of: Zhan Kong, the chief instructor of the Xuefeng Mountain Post Station and the military intelligence officer of Bocheng!
However, Principal Zhu couldn't understand why Mo Xie, a student, would know the highest-ranking figure in the Bo City military.

Even if he's an idol singer, he's not qualified to approach people of that level.

Could they be relatives, or have known each other for a long time?
Principal Zhu had many possibilities in mind, but he couldn't get them confirmed.

After chatting with Principal Zhu about family matters and studies for a while, Mo Xie took her leave.

On the way home from school, Mo Xie told Mo Fan that he was about to go out.

"I'm going on a month-long training trip tomorrow. Remember to help with cooking at home, and don't forget to pick Xinxia up too."

"it is good."

Mo Fan nodded, noting down all the instructions, and finally couldn't help but sigh, "When will I be able to go out and train?"

Mo Xie couldn't help but smile when she heard this.

"Once you've improved your strength, I can take you on some training trips."

"By the way, brother, where are you going to train?"

"Xuefeng Mountain Station".

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