Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death.

Chapter 34 I, Xu Fang, am a true red descendant!

The Clock Tower Magic Association, the Inquisition.

"Name?"

"Xu Fang."

"gender?"

"...What do you think?"

Snapped!

The table was slammed shut, and the water glass on it jumped up, splashing tea leaves everywhere.

"Behave yourself, don't try anything funny!" the younger judge snapped.

An older colleague stopped him and asked, "Do you know why we called you here?"

Xu Fang said, "I know. I accidentally blew up a laboratory while I was experiencing forging."

"An accident? You think I'm kidding?" the young judge warned. "Stop playing dumb! Tell me! Who are you? Who sent you?"

"Whether it was intentional or accidental, you know the answer in your heart," the senior judge added. "I'm only telling you that confession leads to leniency, resistance to severity. Good behavior may allow you to atone for your crime, but attacking the Magic Association by unknown means is a serious offense!"

Ugh···

Xu Fang sighed.

What era are we living in? Why are we still using this traditional approach?

First, they slap a big label on someone, exaggerating a matter that could have been minor or major, and then one of them plays the good cop and the other the bad cop.

In my previous life, this would have been an outdated plot that even TV dramas wouldn't have wanted to film, yet these two judges acted as if they had the victory firmly in their grasp.

"I've said everything I needed to say. As for myself, I have a clean background and there's nothing more to explain."

Xu Fang shifted his body; this regret chair was really uncomfortable to sit in, and it even had a magic circle on it that imprisoned magical energy, which could prevent the connection of the star track.

This kind of magical artifact is very expensive to make; it's only available in the ancient capital, and you can't enjoy it anywhere else.

The two judges exchanged a glance, but before they could speak, the door opened and a middle-aged man walked in.

"Brother Liu!"

"Old Liu, what brings you here?"

"I've come to see him; I've already reported to my superiors." Liu Guifang pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at Xu Fang: "Do you recognize me?"

"I don't know him."

"But I recognize you. Some time ago, on the train, you helped me kill Tu Chao, a member of the Black Vatican, and Lü Wanqing, a traitor of the Inquisition."

"It's you." Xu Fang remembered. It was the judge who was afraid of affecting the masses and didn't dare to go all out, which led to him being beaten by two against one.

Liu Guifang said, "We have already verified your identity. Xu Fang is from Bocheng, Fujian Province. Both of his parents are deceased military magistrates and are entitled to the national second-level pension standard..."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of both judges softened slightly.

Based on the information, Xu Fang not only has a clean background as he claims, but he can even be described as having impeccable political connections!

"I awakened my Light Department skills last September and achieved the highest score in the entire school in the year-end assessment."

"In order to improve their academic performance, they voluntarily obtained the status of temporary students at the No. 2 Middle School of the Ancient Capital."

"The innate talent is a natural spiritual seed, an extraordinary gift, possessing the ability to condense light into fire, and casting spells at a faster speed."

"Last night, he assisted the military mage in slaying the undead on the ancient city wall, demonstrating combat power far exceeding that of mages of the same level."

"I don't know if I'm right?"

Xu Fang leaned back in his chair, seemingly shocked: "All correct! You... how do you know everything?"

"Because we are the judges, professionals," the young judge scoffed.

Liu Guifang gestured for him to be quiet, then said, "I'm telling you this to let you know that we won't wrong an innocent person for no reason, and we will never let any bad person go unpunished. Telling you everything you know is better for everyone."

have to.

It seems they still don't believe in themselves; they're practically ready to throw out the "turn back before it's too late" slogan.

Seeing that Xu Fang remained silent, Liu Guifang advised again, "I consulted the blacksmith before coming here. Magic tools won't explode if they fail to be made... You're still young, and you have a long future ahead of you."

"I need to make a phone call," Xu Fang said.

"Don't push your luck!" the young judge slammed his hand on the table.

"Yes, but our trial must be monitored throughout," Liu Guifang said.

"Okay, but I only trust you. The other two must stay away," Xu Fang added.

"you!"

The young judge roared.

Liu Guifang gestured for him to calm down and said patiently, "Although I am personally very grateful to you, I cannot agree to this request. The procedure does not allow it, and they are all trustworthy people."

In fact, after Liu Guifang returned, the trial launched a massive purge, which actually uncovered several traitors, and the rest signed new spiritual contracts.

Give him the phone.

Xu Fang got the phone, found a number in the contacts, and dialed it.

The phone rang twice before being answered, and a gruff voice rang out from the other end: "Who is it?"

"Commander, it's me, Xu Fang."

"It's you, you little brat... damn it! You little wolf cub, taste the power of my fist... keep going."

The calls for battle on the other end of the receiver made Xu Fang strongly suspect that Zhan Kong was leading a wolf hunt, and might even be floating in the sky using the Wings of Wind in order to find a signal.

"I've already arrived in the ancient capital, but the number you gave me isn't working, so... that's the situation."

Xu Fang explained the whole story, but was met with a long silence from the other side.

After a long silence, Zhan Kong's incredulous voice rang out again: "You mean, you blew up the Magic Association? With that... bomb you made?"

"It's not that exaggerated. It only blew up one house and my shield magic tool."

"You swear you're not lying to me! I mean every single detail!"

"I swear on my integrity."

"I don't trust your character, I trust your father's!"

Are you a child?

"quick!!!"

"...I swear on my father's integrity, I'm not lying to you."

On the other end of the phone, Zhan Kong took a deep breath. Xu Fang could hear the sudden increase in the speed of the air being cut, which made his voice sound broken.

"Kid, wait here, I'll find someone right now... no, I'll go to the ancient capital myself!"

"Luo Yunbo! Luo Yunbo, where the hell have you been? Get me a Skyhawk! Don't you have one? Then hurry up and buy a plane ticket!"

"Xu Fang! Brother, no, elder brother! You better not lie to me! I'm begging you, please don't lie to me!"

The phone hangs up.

The three judges in the audience were completely bewildered. From what Xu Fang said, he had developed a magical artifact called a "bomb." They didn't know what had touched a nerve, but the military mage opposite them was so excited that he was like someone with malaria, shouting that he wanted to come to the ancient capital.

"Could this kid be telling the truth? Is he really researching magical artifacts?" The young judge was puzzled. "But these magical artifacts don't seem very reliable. They blew up the house."

"Should we report this?" the senior judge asked.

Liu Guifang hesitated for a moment; things seemed to be getting out of his control.

"Okay, we'll get right there..."

Jingle Bell!

Liu Guifang's words were interrupted by the ringing of her phone. After seeing the contact name, she was stunned for a moment, and then quickly answered the call.

"Yes! Yes! I understand! Of course I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, Liu Guifang looked at his two colleagues with a solemn expression:

"Excuse me, gentlemen, please hand over all your communication devices and come with me."

The two judges: "???"

(End of this chapter)