"It's you, why are you here again, and why are you bringing this bitch here."

The dean looked at the clown Grand Inquisitor and her niece who were showing their figures opposite. She was stunned for a moment, and then asked through gritted teeth.

She really didn't have a good impression of this guy who just came to ransack the house not long ago, causing disgrace to herself and her family, and even her daughter to pay for it, especially when he had that damn bitch with him.

She secretly turned her head and looked at the face of her mother beside her, but she couldn't tell anything.

The coldness on his face only grew stronger.

"Go away, you are not welcome here, you disgusting bastard, take this bitch and get away."

Before her mother could say anything, Rosalind took the lead. With a straight face, she waved her hands, trying to send these two guys away first.

"Hmph, just leave. I'll give you a face this time."

Although the dean's wife was still so disrespectful today, Dorothy decided not to argue with her today and would talk to this wife's daughter next time.

However, when she really wanted to hold Sophilia's hand and leave, another kind voice came from behind.

"You've already come, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Am I some kind of man-eating monster?"

Principal Pririlla looked at the two children in surprise, then said with a smile.

Dorothy: "."

I'm so fucked. I really can't leave now. Why am I so unlucky today? I just happened to bump into a real boss. Dean, you are indeed not a man-eating monster. How can a monster be compared with you?

Her face under the mask was crying, but there was nothing she could do. She was weak, pitiful, obedient and helpless, and stopped in her tracks, not daring to move any more.

The gaze of a sage is something I really cannot afford to offend, and I dare not touch it.

"Mother."

Rosalind wanted to say something when she saw this, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was frightened into silence by her mother's look.

"Okay, you kid, stop acting. It's obvious that your aunt is the one who cares about this kid the most, but you still dare not admit it."

The dean reprimanded this daughter who was not frank at all, and then once again turned his attention to the pure white figure opposite.

"You two are here to draw your sword, right? Come here, I'll open the door for you."

Pririlla said this.

Dorothy and Sophia: "."

The two of them looked at each other, big eyes and small eyes, a little confused.

The witch is confused

/

Please remember the domain name of this book:.The Moral Record of the Mortician
Chapter completed!