evil witch

Chapter 245

"Thank you, mentor." Hill nodded to him and thanked him, ignoring the group of people who were gradually approaching, and asked with a smile: "How are you two?"

Rick and Lancey stood up from their chairs, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly. Feeling the relief in their chests and no longer the previous discomfort, they smiled and said, "The pain just now is gone. It feels like it's not hurt."

"Well, that's good." Hill nodded, and then turned his head to look at the dozen or so people who had approached.

"Mentor, it's her! She's the one who hurt us, and said what kind of voodoo was planted in our body! Threatening us not to tell the story!" One of the white-clothed teenagers shouted, pointing at Hill .

When the mentors heard the boy's words, they all looked at Hill in surprise, only one of them had an inexplicable light in his eyes, and that mentor was the one who took the first pass in the face-to-face assessment. He is aware of Hill's skills.

One of the instructors looked at the teenagers around him suspiciously and said, "You didn't recognize the wrong person, did you? She is just a ninth-class student, how could she hurt you?" He thought that the one who hurt them would be a A third-class student!This ninth-class student is still from the gastronomy department, how is it possible?

"Really! The pastor can testify. We came to the pastor for treatment just now. He is the most clear about the injuries." Another student followed suit.

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on the priest who was panting on the chair, asking silently.

Seeing their gazes, the priest couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. When he saw Hill's smiling but weird smile, he couldn't help but shuddered, and said immediately: "I am only responsible for helping the students heal the wounds on their bodies. Injured, I don’t know who hit them.”

"Listen, tutor, the priest also said that we came here for treatment just now, and the tutor must punish her well! Don't let her go easily! It's best to drive her out of the academy!" One of the teenagers glared at Hill viciously, If the pastor hadn't said that he had never heard of that thing called Gu, and that there was no such thing in this world, they would have believed it.

"What's your name? Is it true what they said?" One of the instructors looked at Hill and asked in a low voice with a trace of majesty.

Hill took a leisurely glance at those teenagers, his smiling face couldn't see any other expressions, his eyes turned, and he landed on the mentor who asked the question, "Returning to the mentor, my name is Hill, It's a ninth-class apprentice in the food hall." Her voice paused, and she said with a hint of a smile: "They are all third-class students in the combat department, and I don't need to tell the instructors what their strength is. Let me ask, how could I, a ninth-class gourmet apprentice, possibly injure a few of them?"

"You're talking nonsense! It's obvious that you injured us!" One of the teenagers yelled at Hill.

Hill smiled, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "Who knows if you hurt yourself and want to blame me? But, if you want to do this, you have to find a third-class student tutor to believe it." , Pointing at me like this, without evidence, is not very good for me."

"Whoever would hurt himself to frame you, it was you who hurt us! If the pastor hadn't connected his tendons, his hand would have been useless!" One of the teenagers pointed at the other teenager's hand. The still entangled white cloth said, wishing he could rush forward and kill Hill.I think they are all dragons among men, the third-class students who are touted by everyone, but they are teased like that by her little girl in the bamboo forest. If they are not angry, how can they swallow it!
"Then tell me, why should I beat you when I have nothing to do?" Hill said calmly, not paying attention to them at all.

"That's right! If she really hurt you, then why did she choose you to hit you?" Another tutor asked puzzledly, and his puzzled eyes fell on those students.

"That's because... that's because..." Several people stammered this time, looking at each other, but none of them could speak.They all knew that if they let their mentor know what they had done before, they might be fired.

"I think what they said is true. This student named Hill did have the strength to injure them." The mentor who had been standing behind and kept silent finally spoke. It was aimed at Hill.

Hearing this, Hill glanced at him, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and the light in his blue eyes flashed, without saying a word.

"How to say?" Another instructor asked, puzzled.How could a ninth-class student injure those people?

The instructor glanced at Hill and said, "She is a freshman who just came in today. I couldn't test her energy breath in the first level of the assessment. I was going to eliminate her, but in the end she was able to easily defeat her." She killed a student who was listed as a third-class fighter, so it can be seen that she may have injured several of them."

"Since the instructor said that I injured a few of them, then I would like to ask the instructor, why did I beat them? Can you give me a personal reason?" The look in his eyes made the instructor drink angrily: "Then I will ask you this! Tell me honestly, what is the whole thing like? If you can confess, then we can still Take it lightly on you!"

"Mentor..." Rick was about to speak when Hill stopped him.

"Since you believe that I hit someone, I would like to ask, besides a few of them, has anyone seen it? Is there any evidence against me? If not, what is the source of your determination, Teacher? Is it easy to bully just because I am a ninth-class student?" She said, the smile on her lips faded, her blue eyes swept coldly towards the several tutors in front of her, and fell on the tutor who was speaking for the last time. body.

"This..." When the other instructors heard her words, they couldn't help but hesitate. Although the third-class students are their core students, the ninth-class students are also college students. They can't be partial even if they want to She came forward, and besides those few students, there was no witness, so it's really hard to say that she did it.

(End of this chapter)