Chapter 32: Mutants' Sparring Exchange
Editor: Atlas Studios
Betta and Cretius looked out of the room.
Outside the door stood a bald man who was shocked.
The man could not believe his eyes.
A girl was lifting up her dress. She was not wearing any underwear and showed it to a boy.
What was going on?
"Headmaster, why are you back?"
Betta asked calmly.
"Ah, that. I…"
The bald headmaster was suddenly at a loss for words and did not know how to explain himself.
After a moment, he reacted and pointed at Cretius.
"No, that's not right. This girl is a demon!"
"Tell me honestly, what do you want to do in our school?"
Cretius lowered the hem of her dress and looked at the bald headmaster impatiently.
"Ha? A weak human like you dares to speak to me like that?"
"Are you tired of living?"
With Cretius' Blue-Grade capability, it was not an issue to call the bald headmaster a weak human.
However, Betta slapped the back of Cretius's head again.
"You better behave yourself."
After shouting, Betta lifted Cretius by her neck and said apologetically.
"Sorry, Headmaster. This demon is my partner. We just signed a contract today."
"What?!"
The bald headmaster was shocked.
The female demon in front of him was a Blue-Grade Demon Lord.
As for this boy…
He was clearly only at the Red-Grade.
How could such a demon be willing to form a contract with a weak student like him?
Soon, the bald headmaster understood and said warily.
"Child, did you make an unfair contract?"
"How can you make a contract so casually!"
With that said, he pointed angrily at Cretius and said.
"You demon, how dare you trick a minor into making an unfair contract with you. You are simply abominable!"
At this moment, Cretius's expression was extremely unpleasant.
Why did everyone feel that she had tricked Betta?
She was the one who had been tricked!
Betta was the demon who swallowed people without spitting out their bones!
However, no one would believe her even if she told them.
Cretius could only grit her teeth and swallow her words.
Whereas Betta waved his hand and said.
"Headmaster, don't worry. We made a fair contract."
"Although Cody is a little hot-tempered, has a nasty personality, and has small breasts."
"She's still not bad in other areas."
The Headmaster and Cretius both looked grim at the same time.
Did he just mix in something strange in his words?
What the hell was with a small chest!
Seeing that Betta didn't seem to be threatened, the headmaster didn't say anything else.
He looked at Cretius's aggrieved look, then looked at Betta and sighed.
"Alright, since you said it's a fair contract, I won't say anything else."
"However, you must be more vigilant."
With that said, he looked at Cretius and snorted coldly.
"After all, not every demon is willing to get along with humans."
Cretius rolled his eyes at that.
"By the way, I didn't expect you to be able to form a contract with a Demon Lord."
"In that case, you should also attend the exchange tomorrow."
"Exchange?"
Betta was slightly stunned. What was with an exchange?
The headmaster glanced at Cretius, then explained.
"The full title of the exchange is called the 'Mutants' Sparring Exchange'."
"Every year, it will be held once and the best members of various organizations will participate in the sparring."
"I happen to have a recommendation spot, so I'll give it to you."
"After all, you have signed a contract with a Blue-Grade Demon Lord. You should be able to obtain a good ranking at the exchange."
"The rewards are also quite generous."
Betta nodded and pondered for a moment.
Wouldn't it be a great opportunity to replicate superpowers if the elites of each organization participated?
Naturally, Betta would not miss such an opportunity.
"Alright, thank you, headmaster."
Before the bald headmaster left, he glanced at Cretius again, the wariness in his eyes was unmistakable.
Even after he left the room, he could still hear the director talking to himself in the corridor.
"I already said that we should abolish these exorcism classes."
"None of these demons are trustworthy."
Upon hearing this, Betta glanced at Cretius.
At this moment, Cretius was looking down at the floor with an aggrieved expression.
Although she did want to trick Betta in the beginning.
However, she was clearly the one at a disadvantage in this contract.
However, every human felt that they were the ones who had cheated others.
How could she not feel aggrieved?
At this moment, a hand gently rested on Cretius's head and gently rubbed it.
Cretius turned and saw Betta smiling.
"Let's go. I'll bring you to eat something delicious."
Cretius was slightly taken aback. She opened her mouth but did not speak.
Betta smiled and said.
"Didn't I agree not to mistreat you? What are you waiting for? Let's go."
With that, Betta left the dormitory first.
Watching Betta leave, Cretius pursed her lips and muttered.
"Tsk, why are you pretending to be a kind person?"
Then, she quickly followed.
"I want ice cream!"
…
At the Cannon Master Association.
At the shooting range.
A bullet whistled through the air and accurately hit the bullseye.
However, the entire shooting range was empty.
On the roof of a tall building in the distance.
A half-kneeling teenager slowly took off his goggles and smiled.
"Good job, your condition is pretty good."
"As expected of my disciple!"
The King of Guns, who was standing behind, nodded in approval.
The young man said respectfully.
"Master taught me well."
Hearing the youngster's words, the King of Guns revealed a gratified smile.
"You must perform well at tomorrow's Mutants' Sparring Exchange."
"As long as you get first place, I'll give you the 'Deep Sea Soul'."
Upon hearing this, the young man was first shocked, then he was ecstatic.
The Deep Sea Soul was the proud work of the King of Guns.
Furthermore, the King of Guns had once said.
In the future, this gun would be given to his successor.
Now that the King of Guns said that he was going to give him the "Deep Sea Soul".
The meaning was clear.
As long as he won first place in the Mutants' Sparring Exchange tomorrow.
He would officially become the successor of the King of Guns.
And that meant…
The next president of the Cannon Master Association!
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