Chapter 7 - Chapter 7 Respect

It didn't matter if the castellan didn't work. It was just that the impression of fool Allen was so deep in people's minds.

In the past three years, he hadn't shown any sign of weakness.

Even the best teacher for him, Neve, didn't know that Allen was a strong man. Her best impression of him was that he worked very hard, but she still doubted whether Allen could become a Training Knight.

Let alone the vice president.

He was a fool student yesterday. No, he was also the last one in the assessment just now. Why did castellan have a different opinion of this guy?

Not to mention others, even Allen himself was a little confused. He didn't expect that castellan would praise him in front of castellan Will.

"Castellan, you flatter me, don't you?" Said Kelvin.

Will widened his eyes and asked, "What? Do you think I said something wrong?"

An invisible dignity burst out, which made him feel like sitting on pins and needles. After all, Will had been in the castellan for a long time, and his dignity was far greater than those of the nobility.

"Of course not. We will definitely train Allen well, castellan, don't worry."

The vice president came out to mediate.

Then there were all kinds of flattery. The big and small aristocrats came up to flatter castellan according to their status and ability.

Allen wasn't interested in flattering anyone as long as he was capable enough.

But what he didn't know was that even if he didn't speak, he had become the protagonist.

People around him would look at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Allen didn't pay attention to them and focused on his own business.

By rights, both in rank and position, there was a great distance between Will and him, and there were only two possibilities for him to be so patronized.

One was that he really appreciated himself and couldn't wait to promote himself. The other was that he took a fancy to some of his abilities and wanted to use him.

It was better to make use of him. After all, being used was also a kind of value.

Allen was not afraid of being taken advantage of, but he was afraid that he would be hurt.

When he was about to sneak into the venue, Allen noticed the strange eyes of his classmates. They were eager to see him, but he had to suppress his curiosity because of the form.

Allen had a hunch that if he entered the venue, he might not be able to walk out easily.

Their eyes were full of curiosity, like the gray wolf that had been hungry for three days in the demonic spirit forest saw a piece of fat meat. If castellan Will hadn't left, they could surround him and ask him for the truth now.

It was easy to fool him, but his "Corpse Touching System" was very troublesome. He couldn't tell him everything, could he?

That was what he could afford in the future.

Any tiny leak could bring about a fatal disaster.

Allen found an opportunity to slip out and went home directly.

But he ignored his importance. As soon as he left, someone found that Allen was not in castellan, so he had no interest in chatting with this group of aristocrats.

"It's getting late. Take your time. I'll go home, there was still much to be done in the city," said Will, who politely declined the pleasantries. Everyone was smiling and welcoming, but secretly everyone was rolling their eyes at the thought that you and Allen were having such a nice time just now, or that you had to drive someone home or something, or that you didn't seem to have a lot going on. And now that he's gone, you're telling me you have a lot on your plate. But the people also dare not forcibly retain, can only secretly hate oneself ability is not enough, cannot get the favor of the Lord of the city. By this time the wise man had quietly arranged for his men to investigate Ellen. After all, there's no way for a loser can make a lord like that."

But most of the aristocrats just wanted to know more about Allen. With their ability and status, they couldn't compete with castellan, whether it was salary or resources.

The vice president of the university went straight to dean Ferk.

"Allen might have hidden his real strength."

Ferk nodded in horror at the thought of the punch that had shattered the 500-pound boulder. Fortunately, the boy didn't know that the rock had been deliberately thrown at him, or else when he became strong and he would kill him.

No, Allen, who had won the favor of castellan, had made great achievements in a short time!

Thinking of this, cold sweat started to break out on his forehead.

"Then what should we do? Take the opportunity..."

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. He couldn't help but want to escape from the problem.

"What are you talking about?" The vice president glared at him and tried to stop him from thinking too much.

"Regardless of how he got the favor of the Lord, in this form, it's only a matter of time before he rises to the top, all we have to do now is get his understanding, even if we can't get his favor, we can't have a bad relationship with him, Ferk, you know what I mean?"

The vice president looked at him and said meaningfully.

As a senior executive, the vice president didn't know much about Allen. He wouldn't have the chance to offend him. His most direct aversion to him might come from this fat guy in front of him.

If he couldn't get Allen's understanding, the vice president might have to reconsider the choice of the dean.

Of course, he couldn't say it now.

With a serious look on his face, Ferk rushed out of the room. He didn't even tell castellan Will and went straight to Allen's house.

With the strength of Training Knight, he should be faster than Allen, shouldn't he?

All of a sudden, he felt a little nervous.

Allen felt much more relaxed when he walked on the street. Thinking of his lovely sister at home, he walked briskly, but he didn't run as fast as he could. After all, he had nothing important to do.

As soon as Allen arrived at the door, he saw a familiar figure.

It was dean Ferk.

This was the last person Allen wanted to see, and couldn't he talk to him at school?

Why did he have to come to his own house?

Instantly, Allen thought of his sister, who was alone at home, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.

A hint of coldness flashed through his eyes.

"What brings dean here?"

"Allen, you're back. Ha-ha. I just thought that I didn't know much about Allen, so I came here for a family visit today." Ferk explained, scratching his head.

Hearing this, Allen felt much relieved, but he still didn't want to let him in.

"There are only my sister and me at home. If you have anything to say, just tell me outside."

"After all, it's a family visit. Is it..."

Dean's words made sense. It was not a good time for Allen to be the bad guy. After all, he was not strong enough.

He had no choice but to usher dean Ferk into the room.

"Brother, are you back? Are there any guests?" A weak girl's voice came from inside.

Annie was ill in bed all year round, so her hearing became better and better. She heard the footsteps of the two people directly.

Hearing Annie's voice, Allen's face softened in an instant. He entered the room and looked at his sister, but didn't let Ferk in.

Annie was the bottom of his heart. He didn't want her to be raped by someone like Ferk.

They couldn't even stay in the same space.

"Okay, have a rest first. It's my teacher outside. I'll send him away and I will cook."

Allen walked out as he spoke.

When Allen came out, he was shocked.

The floor of the room was swept over, and even the tables of some articles were tidied up. However, Ferk was carefully arranging flowers with his thick fingers!

Who would believe that he was the most famous devil dean in the school?

Even Allen felt a little uncomfortable.

"Ha-ha, I haven't done it for a long time. I felt a little uncomfortable, so I cleaned it up." Ferk explained reluctantly.

Seeing the kind look on his face, Allen knew what he meant.

It seemed that the strength he had displayed had changed their attitude towards him.

"Dean, what do you want?"

Allen walked to the table and found that the chair was placed in front of him.

The degree of henchman was astonishing.

"You can't say that. Our school didn't pay enough attention to you before, so they sent me to see if you need anything."

Allen understood.

He only needed to keep a low profile now. To be honest, the school wouldn't help him much, as long as he didn't be bothered.

"Dean, you don't have to do that. As long as no one disturbs my life, I'll be fine. And I don't want what happened today to be said everywhere."

Allen smiled.

Hearing that Allen didn't want to settle accounts with him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After making a lot of promises, he was sent out politely.