Commanding Wind and Cloud

Chapter 127: Bloke, You Can Make It Next Year

Translator: Udong Editor: IceTea

Qian Jin felt around his chest, turned his hand and took out a silver coin from the warrior dimension. He happened to take this wallet when he was slaughtering in the forest. It managed to be of use at this moment.

Gabriella anxiously followed Qian Jin as they stepped into the school gates. Having been gone for two years, she wondered whether Caeller, the managing director, as well as the department head had removed her name from the student list with some unknown excuse. After all, no such case had occurred before where a student went out for two years to complete a mission.

Oakland Mage and Warrior Academy maintained its old appearance.

Compared to two years ago, nothing was changed; not even a tile or a brick was added to the academy.

In spite of the curious stares of the newly-enrolled apprentices, Qian Jin drove like a chauffeur and took a number of turns on campus with Gabriella, and they eventually arrived at the newest gate of the managing office.

Qian Jin pushed the door open and felt surprised upon seeing the person sitting in front of the office desk. It wasn't Cealler, but Rodriguez! Another two warrior apprentices were standing by the desk. One of them had a modest look and had golden smooth hair. It was Durk, the strongest warrior of grade one.

The other person had a slender figure, with slightly sunken eyes and short and brown hair that resembled a beast's hair. He seemed aloof and had a sense of pride that pushed anyone approaching him far away. From his face, a sinister intent could be felt. Overall, this person left people with a frightening impression; it felt like he resembled a demon beast more than a human.

"Umm? When did Oakland Mage and Warrior Academy start taking in such warrior apprentices?" Qian Jin felt lost for a little while, and then turned to Rodriguez who was standing behind the desk.

The office door was opened by someone, with which the radiant sunshine flashed into the room.

The room suddenly became bright, drawing the attention of Rodriguez, Durk and the other warrior apprentice who were chatting with each other. One of them turned back and the other two raised their heads. Noticing Qian Jin standing by the door and wearing a smile, Rodriguez and Durk were shocked, while the warrior apprentice who felt dangerous looked at Qian Jin up and down in a cold and aggressive way.

"You…" Rodriguez pointed to Qian Jin with his shaking finger. His entire body was also trembling slightly, "Qian Jin… you… you're still alive?"

"Definitely, Professor Rodriguez." Qian Jin opened his arms and walked to Rodriguez. "I'm finally back after finishing the warrior test."

Rodriguez moved to Qian Jin, raised his hand and punched at the boy's chest hard as he said, "You bloke, I used to think that you were clever, but why did you behave so stupidly this time? Even if the mission couldn't be completed, you could've come to me to help you come up with a solution. It has been two years since you left. Do you know that you two were nearly expelled from the school?"

"Oh? I wasn't expelled?" Qian Jin put a smile to cover up what he had experienced during the past two years. He glimpsed the room and asked, "Where's Caeller? I'm here to hand in the mission…"

"How dare you call out the name of our dean?" The only young apprentice who had been standing motionlessly opened his mouth. His remarks were as cold as frozen ice, bringing about a cold current to people.

Qian Jin turned back to look at Rodriguez. Without glancing at the ruthless apprentice, he asked, "Professor?"

"Caeller is the dean now." Rodriguez patted Qian Jin's shoulder, "I'm the managing director and the department head. That's why you escaped being expelled. Just hand the mission to me."

"This?" Qian Jin took out the red hair of the golden-haired monkey king, and then walked to the other side so that Gabriella could hand in the egg of the demon flamingo.

Rodriguez was shocked by the objects handed to him. These were the missions Caeller appointed to the two kids? Wasn't this asking for their lives? How could these missions be completed? However, Qian Jin succeeded…

Durk was standing behind Rodriguez, and he also quivered upon seeing the two objects. He looked at Qian Jin, wondering how could the two kids successfully obtained these two items.

Rodriguez sighed and looked at Qian Jin as he said, "You must have suffered when getting these two things, didn't you?"

"Undoubtedly…" Qian Jin recalled what had happened in the past two years they spent in the Four Season Valley. He couldn't stop explaining, "It can't be described as suffering, or even enduring a devastating hardship. We were almost killed many times."

"Alas… at least you have come back alive. It's good that you've returned." Rodriguez patted Qian Jin's shoulder, trying to comfort him, "It's a pity that you missed a lot of lessons and exercises, as well as the warrior energy concentration array. But it doesn't matter, since I'll allow you to study for one year more, given my post as the managing director. As long as you try your best to exercise, you still have the chance to catch up with Durk and the other apprentices… pitiful… it's so pitiful…"

Rodriguez kept shaking his head and sighing. Durk walked to Qian Jin, his classmate who defeated him with one move and became the number one warrior of grade one. Despite disappearing without receiving any preferential treatment, he patted Qian Jin's arms, "It's nice to see you back. As long as you spare no effort to train yourself, your chance of catching up with me is still enormous. Pitifully, you cannot take part in the coming competition with me."

Qian Jin forced a smile, deciding not to argue with him. It was a rare thing for Oakland Mage and Warrior Academy to have nurtured a Level 9 Warrior like Durk. But the truth was, he had already become a Level 9 Warrior when he left the academy two years ago.

"That's fine. It doesn't matter." Durk patted Qian Jin's arms with his two hands and nodded his head with encouragement. "Trust me. You have stronger talent than me. Besides, you're hard-working. As long as you make up for the missing lessons and trainings, you'll definitely catch up with me."

"I will." Qian Jin agreed with his classmate. He then turned to Rodriguez, who was still feeling regretful for him and said, "Professor, the mission has been reported. If it's convenient, I want to go back to see Rollin."

"Rollin…"

Rodriguez and Durk answered him at the same time. They had a strange and wry look appearing on their faces. They looked to each other and mumbled.

Qian Jin felt curious seeing the expression on their faces. "What's wrong with that fat guy? Did he fail the examination, or has he been expelled?"

"Ah, this…" Rodriguez looked at the perplexed Qian Jin and murmured to him, "Qian Jin… about this… don't be sad… Rollin…"

Qian Jin felt uneasy seeing Rodriguez's twisted expression. He asked anxiously, "What's wrong with him?"

"Two days ago, he passed away…"

"What?!"

Qian Jin lost his balance, jolting to the other side as if he was hit by lightning on his skull. He looked at Rodriguez in a stupor. The muscle on the corner of his eyes kept cramping, "He's dead… dead…"

Rodriguez grinded his teeth and nodded his head, "Un…"

"How did he die?" Qian Jin felt suffocated as if he was pushed by a big stone on his chest, "He was as timid as a hare… after all, no war broke out here…"

Rodriguez peeped at the seemingly ruthless warrior standing nearby. He grinded his teeth again and said, "I'm not too clear about this. I was informed that he passed away suddenly in his own home several days ago in the evening. His wife Julius said he died from a quick heart attack…"

"Heart attack? You mentioned who? Julius? Rollin married Julius?" Qian Jin looked at Rodriguez and questioned, He died from a heart attack?"

Rodriguez shook his head and sighed, "Who knows for sure? All kinds of rumors are being spread around, among which the most reasonable one is that Julius wasn't faithful and had an affairn with Caeller, causing them to murder Rollin. At this moment, the Cae Family is rushing into the Roll Family in an attempt to scramble for the entire family property of the Roll Family…"

"Professor, please be cautious with what you say." The brown-haired seeming insidious warrior apprentice slightly raised his head and stared at Rodriguez, "Is it possible that the Cae Family is green-eyed for the insignificant property of the Roll Family?"

"Is the Cae Family still in the Roll Family?" Qian Jin gazed upon Rodriguez's eyes.

"Um." Rodriguez nodded feebly, "They are threatening the Roll family in Rollin's mourning hall. The poor little girl… alas… Qian Jin, I know that you used to be close, but there are some affairs that you shouldn't intervene with…"

Qian Jin turned back, turning a deaf ear to what Rodriguez was saying. The sunlight ahead of him suddenly disappeared as the brown-haired warrior apprentice came to stand in his way. At the same time, the cold voice rung into his ears, "You just called out the name of the dean…"

"Get out of my way!"

Qian Jin's mind was filled with Rollin's image and his voice when someone stopped him. He showed no concern for what that person was talking about. Rather, he pushed away the intruder's shoulder, strode so fiercely that the flagstone on the ground was smashed into pieces, and rushed out of the room for the Roll Family.

The brown-haired warrior felt pain on his shoulder by some strong force before being pushed away, without being able to make a move. His shoulder knocked on the wall sharply, producing a dull bang.

Rollin was dead? Was Rollin dead?

"I swear that I will marry Julius as my wife! Otherwise, I will grow fatter and fatter until the day I leave this world."

"Comrade, our friendship…"

"Bloke, be my brother-in-law…"

"Buddy…it's my treat…"

Qian Jin kept thinking about the smiling fat Rollin. How could such a person pass away?

The Roll Family's house took up an area of nearly a whole street. White cloth strips were hanged on the wall throughout the street. Nobody came to show their condolences; the cloth strips were quivering lightly in the wind, creating a mournfully desolate scene.

Rollin's corpse was laid in the front of the hall. By the coffin, Rosella was kneeling in a white mourning dress with tears dried up in her red eyes.

Julius was also in white mourning dress, standing there and cuddling a one-year-old baby in her arms. No trace of tears or sadness was shown on the corner of her eyes.