down her fork, and waved him off.This card with a full dose of sarcasm, she dare not take it!What banning words, what kneeling, adding up to none of it will get this card for someone to change their...Chapter 396: Even Lan Qi Arriving Has to Bring Two Cigarettes

After being watched by the leader, Huberlian, the three Demon Army guards quickly returned to their cold standby state.

But the meaning is also very clear, as long as Huberlian gives an order, they will dispose of this jailer in the most crisp and decisive way.

Huperliyan, sweating profusely, tore her gaze away from the three of them.

These three people are all workplace streamlining types. Without mentioning how they were transformed by Ranchi, the Faith Branch of Baitian always puts ability above all else. The weak serve the strong, and there is no such thing as seniority ranking.

Although Huberlian felt the surging of demonic blood in her veins as she faced Warden Corlander's words, she had long since learned to suppress the savage desire for her enemies to be torn limb from limb.

> Messing things up here will only make them worse.

It's not that she wants to be human, so she has to completely erase the desires and instincts of the demon race, becoming utterly desireless. Instead, it is about conquering desires, even transcending them, to become someone who can fully control them.

What attitude is this

Corlan, the warden, raised his head again and looked around at the people in the office with a knowing smile.

Having dealt with criminals for a long time, he was very good at sensing the hostility emanating from them.

If he wasn't mistaken, those students just now were considering using force to subdue him.

As a high-ranking prison warden, under the blessing of the prison barrier's protection, he wouldn't stand a chance of losing against these self-righteous students if he were to actually fight them.

And if only these young people dared to lay a hand on him, he guaranteed he would give these students the cruellest treatment, making them remember for their whole lives who to respect and where.

"It seems you haven't grasped how things work here yet. If that's the case, then there's no reason to give you easy tasks. There's no need to dawdle any longer, get to work, and don't let me see this attitude again."

The warden's voice grew much sterner.

After finishing, the jailer lowered his head and returned to his work, as if he wasn't going to pay any more attention to these students, no matter what they said today.

His words made it crystal clear. He had decided to spare no quarter today and press their every nerve.

Power is like that, it's the capital that dictates even the prison guards.

There will be a way to make these young people who have never seen the world before recognize their mistake.

"..."

Hearing this, Huberlian felt not only the pressure from the jailer before her escalating the situation, but also a chill running down her spine. The three Heavenly Fist warriors seemed to be even angrier now.

But Huberlian did not give up.

She understood that in this situation, any rash action would not bring about a good outcome.

During my prison guard internship, the first time I make a mistake, I will only be warned and not punished.

In other words, it was also understood by the Heavenly Demon Sect that — everyone has one chance to solve problems with force.

Although Hubertian was tempted to give the warden a yellow card right then and there, he decided against it. After all, a second offense would result in a red card, and he had just entered prison. It was best to save his precious opportunities for later.

"Director Corrandon, Master Warden Bacchus is currently in discussion with Headmaster Loch McCaskey at the Protos Royal Magic Academy. We are all students personally trained by Headmaster McCaskey, our abilities are absolutely trustworthy and we can handle the most difficult tasks. Perhaps you would show us some leniency considering Headmaster McCaskey’s position”

Hubberley smiled and introduced herself, speaking with reverence about her ideas.

"What use is it for you to keep rambling here"

Corlander's warden eyes held a barely perceptible distance.

These words did not soften the jailer's attitude. The more sincere Hughberlian was, the more ridiculous he seemed to him.

"You know Even someone like Rocky McCasi has to bring me two cigarettes when they come here."

Kolenda, the prison warden, let out a cold laugh, feeling that Huberlian's words were still questioning his authority.

Besides, you're just his student, not his wife. You really think you're someone important, don't you

These young people still don't understand one thing.

In the bowels of Helstrom Prison, where survival was a game played by those who didn't know how to play it right, seniority trumped ability every time.

Those who are capable have all gone to lower levels.

Unless you can become a warden, or even the superintendent, you wouldn't look down on this place.

First and foremost, show him respect above all else. Don't try to make empty promises or threaten him with some bigwig.

"I am not your teacher, and I have no obligation to teach you about the ways of the world. But if you fail to understand, then being exceptional at Protoss Royal Magic Academy will be meaningless."

Corland, the warden, continued his sarcasm, speaking slowly and heavily, emphasizing each syllable to highlight the ignorance and recklessness of these young men. It was like a sharp knife, cutting into the confidence of the probationary guards.

"...."

Hubery's face was visibly awkward and flustered, struggling to bear the warden Corandyn's sarcastic taunts with a forced composure.

It wasn't just the pressure of the moment; standing behind Hughbert, three Ashen Priest stood with an icy stillness that could hardly be contained.

The atmosphere of the Resurrection Church made the entire office feel tense, as if it were about to explode.

However, the warden remained unfazed by this atmosphere, instead appearing even more resolute. A slight smirk played on his lips, his eyes devoid of warmth and filled with nothing but provocation and contempt.

Just like asking them how many—give it a try yourselves.

When Huberley felt the pressure mounting, needing to make a decision, she suddenly noticed her raven-haired, emerald-eyed beloved poet stir.

It seems that Corlanna, the warden, just triggered a key word.

After the warden at Colan Dan pronounced "Lucky Mackey's" name, the great poet beside Hyberlian, like a student who had been daydreaming in class for ages and was suddenly called upon by the teacher, slowly came to his senses and began to focus his attention on the one who had called his name.

Soon, the great love poet blinked, looking around in confusion, like waking from a dream.

Her expression was innocent and guileless, and she should not lose that natural charm and curiosity about the world. It stood in stark contrast to the tense atmosphere around her.

She stared at the warden of Corland, as if confused. Had he just talked about human nature

The great poet gazed upon Huberlian.

I saw the dreary expression on Huberlian's face.

Suddenly, the great poet's eyes brightened, and he roughly understood this level of rules.

Immediately, she looked at Huberlian with intense eagerness. Even though his mouth was hidden behind the mask, she could feel the smile in her eyes, as if telling Huberlian, "Leave the human affairs to me! Just rest assured!"

(The End)

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