Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

"We actually wanted to give you the National Government ballots for Councilor Zhu Meng, the Songcheng Magic Association, and the Inquisition, along with the councilor's badge."

Tang Zhong handed a small, dark black box to He An, sighed, and continued with a hint of helplessness:

"Unfortunately, your votes in the National Government have already been filled, and you have been directly appointed as the captain of the National Government."

Tang Zhong watched He An examining the congressman's badge in his palm, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

A formal member of parliament who just turned twenty?

I doubt even those novels would dare to write something like that.

Actually, they initially reported themselves as honorary guardians.

Generally speaking, even honorary councilors need the strength of a super-level mage and a territory to be eligible to apply.

Even if He An's abilities and strength had reached that level, there would always be some members of the council who would try to obstruct him.

But the superiors' favoritism towards He An greatly exceeded their expectations.

They actually chose to have He An replace Luo Mian as a full member of parliament.

Faced with this decision, all parties within Songcheng fully accepted it.

Is it a powerless councilor who takes over, or a true hero of Songcheng with extraordinary abilities?

Not only is it no worse than before, it's even much better.

Compared to this, He An's bizarre abilities were what gave them the biggest headache.

Fortunately, those who saw it were all high-ranking officials of Songcheng and mages of the West Fortress Army; otherwise, they would have had to smooth things over with the World Magic Association.

"Am I the captain of the National Government this year?" He An asked curiously, putting away his congressman badge.

Logically speaking, shouldn't the Nationalist government captain have already decided on the "Black Devil" Ai Jiangtu?

"Yes, actually the first person we decided on was Ai Jiangtu from the Ai family of the Northern Military Region. His awakened spatial ability is indeed incredibly powerful, but unfortunately he ran into a monster like you," Tang Zhong explained.

He An nodded thoughtfully and continued to ask:

"What are the duties of a formal councilor? What rights do they have? They won't keep calling me to Songcheng for some random meetings, will they? I don't have the time for that."

Zhu Meng, who had been standing to the side, then chimed in.

"You will have the power to decide the future development of Songcheng, become one of the highest licensors in Songcheng, enjoy the treatment and benefits of a Songcheng councilor, do not need to attend meetings, and not attending is considered abstention, and the obligations you need to bear are almost zero."

He An nodded again.

It seems that the bigwigs above have high expectations for him.

Not only did it garner a large number of votes for the Nationalist government, it also gave them such a lucrative and lucrative position.

"Shouldn't you be returning to the Forbidden City to report on your duties?" He An asked Zhu Meng.

"Please give my regards to Chief of Staff Hua Jun and the Speaker of the Parliament. I will always remember their help, both overt and covert, over the past year, and I will certainly live up to their expectations."

Before Zhu Meng could respond, He An stood up, bowed, and his entire body vanished as a shadow.

"this……"

Zhu Meng and Tang Zhong looked at each other in bewilderment.

The person we've been talking to for so long is actually just a shadow clone?

When did this kid run away?

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The main campus of Mingzhu Academy, the fifth floor of the Three-Step Tower.

He An, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the platform, slowly opened his eyes amidst the energy vortex.

The galaxy of three colors—dark purple, dark green, and blood ink—flowed alternately in the depths of the eyes.

High-level Three Systems!

"Snapped!"

He An snapped his fingers lightly, and as the blood-black starlight appeared, several different roars rang in his ears.

"Hey!"

"Waaah~"

"roar?"

With He An reaching a high level in the Necromancer class, the coverage area of ​​the Netherworld God Realm has become even wider.

It can connect undead creatures with the undead realm regardless of geographical distance and summon them to your side at any time.

The Shadow type is close to the advanced level three, the Poison type is advanced level two, and the Undead type has independently broken through to the advanced level one.

He An was quite satisfied with his cultivation results.

On the very night he killed the Silver Sky Lord, he fled back to the Pearl Academy to cultivate, leaving only a Shadow Clone in Song City to handle any possible matters.

Since no one dared to challenge He An's position as the chief of the Shadow Department, the training time at the Three-Step Tower continued to accumulate every month that He An was away from school.

With his own strength and the special privilege granted by Dean Xiao, he settled down at the Three Steps Tower.

Before I knew it, I had been living in the Three Steps Tower for a month, and it was time to go out.

Just as he took a few steps out from under the awe-inspiring gaze of the senior guarding the Three-Step Pagoda, Mo Fan's phone rang again.

Is this guy some kind of event trigger?

He An answered the phone, puzzled.

"Scorched Plains North Corner".

A moment later, He An, having ended the call, murmured the place name.

This is a very famous sacred place for fire elements in China, and it is also the place where Mo Fan obtained his contracted beast, Little Flame Princess, in the original work.

There, a tragedy involving a mother and daughter awaits resolution.

Of course, these were all things that came easily to me.

Most importantly, after the fire, the northern corner of Zhuoyuan was filled with valuable treasures.

"Andrei," He An called softly.

"king."

From the shadows behind the building not far away, a burly black figure suddenly appeared and knelt before He An.

"Gather some men and prepare to go west to pan for gold," He An casually instructed.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Andrei stood up and respectfully performed an ancient vampire ritual.

For some reason, Andrei always felt that the king, after returning from his trials, was even more oppressive to them.

Compared to the previous suppression from the source of darkness, there seems to be an additional layer of suppression based on bloodline.

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As soon as He An arrived at Dunhuang Airport, he heard a familiar voice greeting him.

"Brother He!"

Upon seeing He An approach, Zhang Xiaohou, who was holding He Yu's hand with his right, waved his left hand vigorously.

"Brother He." He Yu waved and greeted He An.

The young couple were very grateful to He An.

If it weren't for him, the two of them would probably have died in the Bo City Bloodbath, at the hands of that Black Vatican instructor, Bai Yang.

"Brother He'an," Ye Xinxia said softly from her wheelchair.

Hello everyone!

He An greeted them with a smile while observing their changes.

Zhang Xiaohou and He Yu's skin tone was much darker than before, but their eyes were more resolute, and their demeanor was more composed and reliable.

It seems they have all received a lot of training in the military.

"Damn it! You bastard! If you'd told me the captain was coming, I would have gotten more utensils. Now we've lost at least three small goals!"

With his blond hair, Zhao Manyan punched Mo Fan's shoulder hard, cursing angrily with a look of grief and indignation.

If he had known that the powerful He An was there, he could have brought out at least 300 million more resources from the North Corner of Zhuoyuan!

That's three hundred million!

"What a pervert!" The little girl rolled her eyes at He An and turned her face away.

Ever since that mission with the trainee in blue, He An seems to have forgotten about her as his partner.

This forced me to continue teaming up with Mo Fan; it was exhausting to be with this reckless guy.

What's even more infuriating is that she learned from her sister that He An was involved in a bunch of big events, but that bastard didn't tell her a single word!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll take you with me in the future when there are important matters. I'm even thinking of helping Lingling become the eighth generation Hunter King."

He An stepped forward and patted Lingling's little head.

Yes, it's as smooth as before.

What brand of shampoo does this little girl use?

"Ahem, now that everyone's here, shall we set off?"

Mo Fan pushed Ye Xinxia's wheelchair and spoke.

No one objected; they nodded in agreement.

Setting off on the scorching plains.