黑人巨鞭大战中国妇女

Matilda shook his hand, "pleasant to be working together."

In reality, after serving as the Vice-president for two years in a row, Matilda wanted to serve as the president once Leo and the other tenth graders graduate.

She knew that she had to be at least rank-5 to achieve that or at least have a rank-5 above combat level to control the students.

With her soul power just above 92000, she thought she would be able to break through to the next rank before the next semester. However, she didn\'t expect Leo to resign and then, propose Azzy\'s name as his successor.

Azzy\'s earlier display of his strength and Leo\'s identity as the fifth prince made her accept it without any complaints. But, she didn\'t let go of her ambition either. Now, her aim shifted to the student council.

Rather than the vice president of the disciplinary committee, she felt that being a vice president of the student council will seem better in the resume. As for whether she can become or not, well, at least, she had a better chance compared to others.

With their business finished in the principal\'s office, the three of them excused themselves and left the building.

"Tomorrow morning, before the homeroom period, please make sure to be present at Disciplinary hall. It\'s on the first floor of the Student Council building. I need you to be there during the announcement." Leo reminded Azzy about it before parting his ways.

Leo and Matilda went to the Student Council building while Azzy returned to the classroom to spend more time studying.

Azzy became was so engrossed in feeding the theoretical knowledge of mathematics to the Reaper that he even forgot the time.

The next day morning, after having breakfast, just like he was told, Azzy went to the location. Maybe, he was too early or there\'s a holiday. For whatever reason, there was no one in the building.

Azzy thought for a while and decided to wait at the disciplinary hall now that he was already there.

He took the stairs and just as he entered the first floor, he witnessed a huge door before him. "Hmm… this is one strange door," Azzy mumbled as he looked at it.

The door looked a bit ancient carved with unfamiliar symbols. Azzy didn\'t pay any attention to it and pushed the door. It revealed a huge hall.

"What the hell is this place?" Azzy was taken aback to see an enormous hall with large pillars around. He felt very familiar as if he was in this place before.

As Azzy started to walk straight, he then saw a familiar-looking throne on the end with a familiar frail-looking old man sitting on it. He was none other than Qridus Garcia, the clan head that was closed to become an immortal.

Both of their eyes meet.

The old man seems to be surprised as he looked at the blurred figure of Azzy. "He was powerful enough to block my vision? That means he must be at least peak-eight grade or must have possessed a top-tier celestial grade spirit.

It is okay if it is the latter but if it\'s the former, then, I would have no choice but to deploy the clan leaders."

Qridus stood up and slowly walked towards Azzy.

Meanwhile, Azzy\'s eyes widened in shock, and looked around. "No, this place isn\'t the disciplinary hall."

In a panic, he called for the Reaper, "Chronos, what\'s happening here?"

He doesn\'t even understand what\'s going on. Just a while ago, he was before the student council building and now, suddenly, he was in the Throne room of Garcia palace?

However, he wasn\'t afraid of the old man either as he wasn\'t some stranger but his ancestor.

"Looks like your ancestor managed to track your existence, Azrael." The Reaper\'s voice echoed in his head.

"Eh? What does that mean?" Azzy was even more surprised by the Reaper\'s words.

"Don\'t worry. Your identity won\'t be exposed in this dream. Go forward." The Reaper convinced him that nothing can happen as this is just a dream he was dreaming while sleeping in the classroom.

Taking a deep breath, Azzy moved forward towards the old man.

Soon, both of them are standing a meter away from each other.

Not intending to waste time, Azzy directly came to the point, "Who are you and what are you doing in my dream?"

"Huh! A kid?" Qridus was once again surprised as soon as he heard Azzy\'s voice. Since Azzy\'s voice hasn\'t changed yet, Qridus instantly realized that the person before him wasn\'t an adult.

That revelation made him assume that the kid before him indeed possessed a celestial grade spirit that can control time.

He wondered whether it was really the mythical time beast Znuvo that can travel through time.

If it was a platinum grade beast, then, he would have understood that it might be some unknown time beast but celestial grade spirits can be counted on one hand.

As far as he knew, only one celestial grade spirit exists for every one attribute. From fire to dark, so far only seven such beasts have been discovered in the millennium history of Arcana. Along with those seven, there\'s also another celestial grade beast Znuvo which was spotted by the Arcana masters in the past.

*Ahem* Qridus cleared his throat and then, asked, "I already know the truth but just for formality I\'m asking you. Answer me. Are you the time traveler?"

The Reaper advised Azzy to answer it truthfully because lying is of no use before a peak-rank-9 Expert. Of course, he can stay silent but Azzy answered with a nod since it doesn\'t matter.

Qridus then asked his second question, "Are you from the future or the past?"

This time, the Reaper told Azzy to be silent and Azzy complied with it and refused to answer.

"So, I guess it\'s difficult to answer, huh!" Qridus mumbled to himself before asking, "One final question. Did you intentionally time-traveled to this timeline or it is by mistake?"

Azzy once again stayed silent, listening to the Reaper\'s suggestion.

Upon facing another rejection, Qridus narrowed his eyes as he stared at Azzy for a few seconds before he spoke, "It doesn\'t matter who you are, where you are from, or how you ended up here. Let me give you a warning.

My job is to maintain the balance of the world. As soon as I sensed the drastic shift in the world\'s timeline, I will make sure to wipe your existence. So, don\'t do something that will affect the future of the world.

And just like me, some other old bag of bones also sensed your presence. So, as far as possible, try not to expose your ability to affect time and live quietly.

If you want protection, you can always seek me through the dreams. All you have to close your eyes for at least 5 minutes. Emptying your thoughts, imagine my appearance and recite my name ten times. My name is Qridus Garcia."

Azzy simply nodded in response before the dream was cut off and he returned to the reality where he found his head resting on the opened book.

Meanwhile, at the Death clan village, once again, Vesryn Garcia was summoned to the throne room.

Vesryn wondered what might be so urgent that he was being summoned in the midnight.

"How is the searching for the time traveler is going on?" He inquired about the task he had given to this clan heir, more than a year ago.

Vesryn was taken aback by the question. He didn\'t expect the clan head would ask of it at this time.

Still, he maintained his usual composure and replied, "so far, we have found no one with the ability to control time."

Stroking his beard, Qridus then said, "Then, search the nation of Northern Qudour. Just a while ago, I managed to contact the time traveled through the dreams. I wasn\'t able to trace the exact location but he was living somewhere in the Northern Qudour. I need you to investigate it personally but you aren\'t allowed to make a move. You just need to keep an eye on the kid."

"Kid?" Vesryn eyes widened in surprise.