Your notoriety is known to everyone.

"Hey, why are you angry again? It was obviously you who came over here regretting it.

"Although I don't know why you are angry, I can at least apologize, right?

“No, I’ve already apologized, and you still want to keep that sour face, that’s enough.

"Alas... Look at Alice, even though...

"No?! Are you really going to do it?!"

When Rogers saw Elena approaching quickly with her fists clenched, he immediately ran away.

Seeing this, Lufia called out to the two anxiously, following their steps worriedly.

A meteor quietly streaked across the sky above the heads of several people, taking away the last ray of summer air.

In the blink of an eye, autumn has stepped lightly into the stage called Saint Herte, making many trees in the school covered with the colors that symbolize autumn.

During this month, not only the vegetation changed over time, but also the meaning of the word "Logos Brid".

It has transformed from a simple insulting word into a symbol.

It symbolizes the end of a relationship and the beginning of a fight to the death.

As the competition approaches, conflicts between academies become more frequent, especially between the Holy Maiden Academy and the Demon King Academy.

"Damn you! Your character is similar to our chief!"

In the classroom of the Spiral Tower, a student from the Demon King Academy pointed at the students from the Holy Maiden Academy and said so.

Chapter 51: Support from the Bottomless Pit (Two in One)

Rogers leaned back in his chair, looking at the autumn scenery outside the classroom through the tall and narrow window frame with boredom.

The leaves on the branches of the trees along the aisle have changed from dark green to colorful red and yellow, swaying in the wind like flames.

Sometimes leaves will fall and dance in the air, and after the dance they will fall to the ground and become part of a gorgeous carpet.

The noise in the front row of the classroom became louder and louder, making Rogers feel even more bored.

He didn't understand why these people could get into an argument over playing chess. Arguing would be fine, but at least they could fight and make everyone laugh.

Unfortunately, under Alice's suppression, they didn't even dare to call Rogers by his name, and began to describe each other as "our chief", "your chief", and "the chief of the Demon King's Court".

"I'm thinking, should I give you a nickname?" Elena's cold voice came from the side.

"Why?" Rogers looked away and asked in confusion.

"Because if I call you by your name directly, it would seem extremely impolite, and I'm also afraid that you'll misunderstand me as humiliating you." Elina explained quickly.

It’s hard. Rogers’ fist is hard.

He really wanted to press Elena down on the desk right now and kick her hard in the ass.

In one month, he received a lot of special lessons from the deans of various colleges, and his various magical skills made sufficient progress.

But in order to abide by classroom discipline, be a standard model of excellent student, and repay the professors' earnest expectations, he endured it.

Otherwise, Elena would have been begging for mercy with tears in her eyes.

"After you tortured Caspar into that state, it's normal for everyone to be afraid of you. Plus, the professors are openly partial to you, so it's natural for them to be jealous.

"But the ones who should really hate you are the students who were forced to accept your dictatorial allocation rules."

Elina chuckled at Rogers's reaction, then turned her gaze towards the direction where the Augustus Academy students were gathered, and continued to speak while thinking:

"I now have some doubts. The reason why you became so notorious during the time you were locked in the Observatory Tower was probably not just because of the gossip and entertainment of the citizens."

Upon hearing this, Rogers nodded slightly and looked in the same direction as Elena.

Caspar was seen speaking something to the third prince in a fawning manner, and a small area of ​​empty seats appeared around the two of them.

Even those who were loyal and willing to follow the third prince could not stand Caspar's constant affectation and could only symbolically surround the prince.

The third prince had a stiff and numb expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Oh, right."

Rogers turned his gaze and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve pocket. On it was written Caspar's report on his observations of the third prince yesterday.

At first, Rogers would take a look at it a few times every day, but gradually, the content of the report became a little bit strange. More than 80% of the content turned into praise and eulogy for the prince, and there were only sporadic pieces of information that could really provide help.

As a result, he became less willing to sort out the information, and would occasionally throw it to Elena and ask her to help take a look.

"It can be confirmed that the things that happened in Morost College are related to him."

Rogers handed the paper to Elina, holding his chin and frowning.

Just a while ago, some guys who went by the name of "Logos Brad" appeared in Morost College and forcibly collected credits from other students "reasonably".

At first there were only two or three people, but later, perhaps because they saw that Rogers didn't react much, or perhaps because they felt they hadn't been discovered, the number of participants gradually increased.

The tutors in the college also follow the principle that as long as students are not approached, they will not interfere in their social interactions, and they do not manage these outrageous things.

Speaking of which, Rogers had heard not long ago that the chief of this academy had had a duel with Elena.

The process seemed like the opponent had just condensed the fire element, and Elina used the extremely long casting distance to stir up the water element around the opponent, which then erupted into a large amount of water vapor, causing the opponent to suffer severe burns.

Since Elena never mentioned this matter to him, he didn't ask any more questions.

Putting away his wandering thoughts, Rogers raised his eyes and glanced at the front seat.

"Derrick! Come over to my place after class!"

His shouting instantly made the classroom quiet, and everyone who was arguing in the front row shut their mouths.

"Yes! Chief!"

Derek immediately stood up from his central position against the wall and responded loudly, as if he was afraid of being late for a second.

When everyone saw this scene, the room became even quieter.

They didn't expect that even a guy like Derek, who had a terrifying appearance and a powerful aura, would have to be so cautious about Rogers' summons.

"Good! Very energetic!"

As soon as Rogers waved at the other party, indicating that he could sit down, Alana walked into the classroom and began to talk about today's lessons.

Rogers had already learned the content of this course, and with the professor's approval, he was given the privilege of studying the knowledge that interested him in class as long as he did not disturb others.

He picked up the quill pen, filled it with ink, and began to scribble on the manuscript paper some sloppy symbols that no one in the world could recognize.

It is a mixture of words of various forms, and the layout is extremely chaotic.

Elina took a quick glance and didn't look at it again. She turned to listen to the class seriously.

What Rogers scribbled on the paper was the various branch developments in the college line of "Evening Bell Quartet" about the competition copy that was about to be held.

Because of his joining, it must have caused various butterfly effects, and it is impossible for the story to develop completely according to the original script.

So he had to pick out information that was unlikely to change, and also try his best to predict various accidents that might occur.

When Alana suggested ending the get out of class, Rogers pinched the paper covered with graffiti in front of him into his palm, guided the fire element to turn it into ashes, and then wrapped the ashes with earth elements, condensing them into a pure gray pebble.

In this world where symbols can be used as ritual materials, such a small stone is precious enough.

"Chief, I'm here."

The light from Rogers' window was suddenly blocked by a figure. He looked up and saw the purple-haired boy beside him with an extremely kind smile on his face.

"Move over a little and make room for my good friend."

He moved his hips and pushed Elina in hard. Then, regardless of the girl's disgusted expression, he reached out and pulled Deli to sit next to him. He took the opportunity to put his arm around her shoulder and said with emotion:

"Brother, don't be so reserved. We are actually the same kind of people."

Derek was very embarrassed when he was forcibly pulled to his seat, and his body tensed up suddenly when Rogers put his hand on his shoulder.

His ferocious face revealed an extremely obvious cautiousness, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Mr. Chief, have I committed a grave crime that I am not aware of?"

When Derek heard Rogers' statement, his eyes widened greatly, filled with confusion and fear, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"You are not guilty!" Rogers' face darkened, and he patted Derek's shoulder vigorously, and continued with a complex and emotional tone:

"It is precisely because you are innocent that you are the same kind of person as me. Because we are all innocent, we are all so gentle and kind, but we are also misunderstood by fools, and then spread vicious rumors about us that we have never done.

"Derek, I see your kindness because I am kind. I see your pain because I am suffering.

"So I want to treat you as my friend and my brother. Even if those who doubt us are allowed to doubt us, I just hope that we can trust each other."

Derek listened to Rogers' sincere speech in a daze, and the corners of his sharp eyes couldn't help but show a little moisture.

He recalled that when they had just met, Eunice, whom he had known since childhood, ruthlessly avoided him, but it was Rogers who came forward, put his arm around his shoulders, and said words that moved him greatly.

And this time, I understood his sadness so deeply.

"I believe you." Derek choked out in a hoarse voice and raised his arm to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He had never seen Rogers do evil. Even the duel with Caspar was missed because no one told him the time and place.

As for the resource allocation rules, he can still gain a lot of benefits from it because of his high ranking in grades.

In addition, Rogers' expression was so sincere and his actions were so kind that he couldn't help but feel that the other party might really be a good person like him, but was slandered by rumors.

Rogers observed Derek's reaction, nodded slightly, then took out a list from his sleeve pocket and placed it in front of Derek:

“Some of the vicious rumors about me were created by these people. Not only did they slander me, they also used my reputation to force other students to take credits.

"Derrick, I cannot tolerate despicable behavior. What I hate most are those who plunder other people's property.

"So I would like you to return the credits they forcibly took to me, and also ask them to give enough credits to return to other students."

Derek was listening carefully at first and even wanted to agree with her, but he swallowed his words back after hearing the last sentence.

Rogers noticed the other party's hesitation. He changed his tone and began to speak softly and soothingly:

"Evildoers should be punished for their evil deeds. Since the oppressed cannot repay the oppressed with an eye for an eye, I have to do it for them.

"But if I go there myself, those guys might take the opportunity to frame me, so I have to find a trustworthy agent, and you are the only brother I can trust.

“I can also give you 20% of the credits I earn, so that you can freely purchase those magic props or materials that you can only envy normally.

"Derrick, I know you love Eunice, but you can't talk to her. You can only peek at her from the corner, and you don't dare to hope to meet her.

"But what if you become strong enough? What if you become so strong that no one can ignore you? By then, she will know your good nature and see your talent. She will definitely change her attitude."

As Derek listened to the description, his breathing became a little faster and a bright light gradually flashed in his eyes.

Rogers patted the other person's shoulder happily again, thinking that the incitement effect of the [Establishment Special] was really good. He wondered how many people's emotions could be incited at the same time after being enhanced by the [Enlightenment Special].

"What if they don't return it then..." Derek asked in an unconfident tone after deciding to help.

"Then you can say a name they can't refuse - Caspar. They will definitely do what you say after hearing it."

Rogers originally wanted to say that as long as you just stand there, there is no need to threaten them with Caspar's fate, and they will not refuse.

He was just afraid of hurting the other person's feelings, so he considerately changed his words.

And as for credits, those people have to pay it whether they want to or not.

Because achievements like "linguistics" could not be counted as credits, Rogers only received a lot of favors from the dean and promises about the future.

Although the favors you can gain that cannot be bought with these credits are more valuable than the actual credits.

However, as a freshman, if he wants to exchange resources and materials, he must have enough credits.

But if he only counted the tributes from his followers and the gains from the courses, it was still not enough to buy the item he wanted very much at the moment.

Therefore, these leeks that have been raised for almost a month must be harvested before the competition begins.

"Well, you should go to the cafeteria for afternoon tea. I won't keep you."

Rogers felt the vibration coming from the magic book on his waist and politely asked Derek to leave his seat.

[Master! The Supremes want to speak to you! ]

He untied the leather belt on the magic book, slightly opened the page, and saw this line of twisted text.

Snapped--

In a moment, he slammed the book shut.

[Notice! The gods of the bottomless pit are casting a secret gaze upon you. ]

[The Honest Merchant expressed his admiration for your signing of a contract with the Shadow Demon. ]