Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

Only after the principal finally finished his lengthy speech did Feng say goodbye to the others and walked out of the principal's office.

Marula and the wind fairy followed closely behind him.

At this moment, they were covering their red and swollen heads with their little hands. They looked pitiful, with crystal tears sparkling in their eyes, as if they would roll down like beads with broken strings at any time.

Not long ago, Ma'la and the wind fairy caused a lot of trouble because of their mischief.

"Boom-boom-"

In a fit of anger, Feng adopted the simplest, crudest, and most primitive and effective way of education, and gave each of them a heavy chestnut hit.

In fact, he originally thought that Ma-la would become a little more mature after evolution, at least he would not always get into trouble like before.

However, the opposite happened. This guy was only pretending to be calm on the outside, but in fact, there was still an impatient child living deep in his heart.

"I've been delayed for so long and haven't even made it to the classroom after the reassignment. I hope they haven't finished yet..."

According to the process, after being promoted to a new class, students will go to the new class for a short class meeting.

Just like the beginning of the school year, the new head teacher and new classmates introduced themselves, talked a lot, and then the class was adjourned.

but.

Feng was taken to the principal's office by the grade director for a talk.

The conversation lasted for a long time. When he returned to the classroom, he found that the class meeting had already ended.

The head teacher who was supposed to be standing on the podium and talking nonstop was nowhere to be seen, and the students were walking towards the classroom door in twos and threes.

Among the remaining people in the class, there is still an "acquaintance".

Feng noticed.

The mayor's nephew Ajian was huddled together with a short boy at this time. They were whispering to each other from time to time, looking very mysterious.

Around them, there were several classmates who seemed to be scattered randomly, but in fact they were carefully covering for them.

There are only a few people left in the class, and it looks a bit empty.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Feng's eyes turned and he sighed helplessly: "Alas, I'm still late..."

Then, he walked out the door with the two Pokémon and left without looking back.

……

Inside the classroom.

The short boy was the investigator's "prince" - Longzhi.

He was holding a single-headed dragon in his arms. The little guy was obviously tired from playing and was curled up in his warm arms, sleeping soundly and making a slight snoring sound from time to time.

Long Zhi saw Feng turned and left as if nothing had happened, and he did not take it to heart. Instead, he turned his head to look at A Jian beside him and asked in a low voice:

"Hey, Ajian, has your uncle told me when we can start? I've been so worried..."

"Don't be so impatient."

Ah Jian crossed his arms and responded slowly, "Uncle has already told us that the current situation hasn't developed to the point where we need to take immediate action. Whether it's you or Xiaochun and the others, the most important thing right now is to hold your ground and not act rashly."

however.

Longzhi was clearly not as calm as Ajian. He frowned slightly and sighed anxiously, "Alas, I'm worried those guys in the family will take action first. Especially Elena, she actually managed to advance to the intermediate class this time!"

In the intermediate class.

It’s not like the elementary classes where students just stay in a safe school and “play house”.

Instead, they often conduct field training courses to cultivate students' survival skills in the wild, so that they will not only be able to fight in regular arenas.

Once you move up to the advanced class, you will take it a step further.

There are special courses to teach them how to fight criminals, and they will even be given some tasks to cooperate with the police or investigators to arrest criminals, so as to train students to become trainers who can truly "fight".

What Longzhi fears is that during the field class, Elena and others will deliberately create some "accident" to make him "disappear" in the wild inexplicably, in order to threaten his father.

"Don't worry."

Ah Jian's face was calm. He stretched out his right hand and placed it on Longzhi's shoulder. He patted it twice with a little force, then leaned close to his ear and whispered slowly:

"I've received information from informants saying that those families are secretly plotting a major plan. In my opinion, they should be too busy to worry about anything else at the moment and won't take the initiative to cause trouble at this juncture."

Hearing this, Longzhi's eyes widened in confusion and he stammered, "Wh...what big plan?"

As he spoke, Longzhi subconsciously stopped stroking the single-headed dragon, and it seemed that even his beloved Pokémon was temporarily forgotten.

Ah Jian shrugged: "It's definitely going to be bad for us. I don't know the details, go home and ask your dad..."

after that.

The two chatted for a while, exchanged information about each parent's situation, and then went their separate ways.

But from beginning to end, the two people who were talking did not notice it.

In the shadow of a desk not far from them, a sword and a small piece of coal had been "living" there. Every word they spoke was heard...

……

ten minutes later.

In the dormitory, Feng was still studying the method of breeding the Shield Sword Monster given by Aoi Nishikawa.

Anything produced by the Nishikawa family must be of high quality.

After reading it, Feng found that this secret book was not a diary written casually for fun.

Instead, he carefully wrote about the food production, combat positioning, skill development, etc. of the Shield Blade Monster.

Feng guessed that the head of the Xichuan family used some precious items in exchange, and the relationship between the two parties should be pretty good, otherwise who would take it so seriously.

This person's Shield Sword Monster is basically different from Feng only in its sword form, but it also focuses on developing the use of its shield, such as adding skills to the shield, using the shield to rotate and attack, etc.

This made Feng's eyes light up and he found a method that could be used as a reference.

Sadly.

The secret book does not mention any method of using spiritual power, nor does it say anything about the Shield Blade monster's connection with the soul.

It only wrote that it would absorb human life energy at the beginning of its Single Sword Sheath period, but after it adapted to energy blocks and elf food, it gradually changed this habit.

"Perhaps it's not in that Quasi-Heavenly King Secret Manual, or perhaps due to insufficient qualifications, this ability is not available..."

Feng pondered, his fingers stroking the pages of the book.

Sudden.

The shadow of Feng's finger moved slightly, and then, as if by magic, a sword and a small piece of coal suddenly sprang out from it, filling the table in an instant.

"Oh? So it's you two who are back. How are things going? Did they tell me any important information?"

Feng leaned back in his chair and asked as he looked at the Shield Sword Monster and the Charcoal Servant in front of him.