"Well, you'd have a great goddess wash your clothes!? Who let you doubt my ability? I will not help you!"

　　Na-Jia glared at me with an angry expression, but as she saw my awkward situation, her proud expression gradually relaxed. She sighed helplessly and then hit a bully with one hand.

　　After the flash of my fingers, my smelly clothes returned to normal. I smelled the clothes and the smell disappeared.

　　"Well, look at Dianthe's face. You can't let her become disheveled again because you helped her! I use the sorcery to add the fragrance of peppermint to your clothes by the way!"

　　"Thank you! If I came home in dirty clothes, I would be scolded by my mother. So why did she become a monster?"

　　"Alas... This time, the child has been through a lot of suffering! She turned into a monster, probably because of the powerful curse attached to the collar.

　　Na-Jia smiled at Dianthe in her arms and gently turned to put the unconscious Dianthe on the ice throne, smoothing her messy hair gently. Her eyes were full of love and tenderness, and her kind expression was like a new mother giving birth.

　　"A curse? Why did Michael curse Dianthe?"

　　As I wondered what was happening to Na-Jia, Michael stood up in a nasty way behind me. He held his dazed forehead and looked in the direction of our voices.

　　"How dare you attack me! You, you are the queen of the dragon race... "

　　When Michael saw the Na-Jia in front of him, his voice suddenly lost its momentum, his expression suddenly twisted and his eyes were full of fear and shock. It was as if he saw the President of the United States and his legs were shaking.

　　"I dare to attack you. What's wrong with you?"

　　Seeing Michael's reaction, Na-Jia remained the same, confident and angry. She stared into his eyes and instantly read everything in his soul.

　　Michael's face twitched like mine. He hid his eyes and yelled, "You, don't you look at me. Why are you here?"

　　To escape her line of sight with his eyes, Michael pulled out of his pocket a pair of black sunglasses and put them on. He turned around and got up out of the hole that the frost throne made. Michael, like a swashbuckler, held the attitude of contempt for all the world. I couldn't help but laugh.

　　"Why can't I be here to see my student representative? What's wrong with that!?"

　　"Yes... No problem, but, this is your illegal entry; even if it were the Dragon King of the Americas in another world, he couldn't enter the Americas without the permission of the official human government!"

　　"I know I am here illegally, but I have come to America. I do not need you to remind me. After a while, I will take the initiative to follow the police to the police station and surrender. I saw a bunch of movies know my Miranda rights... "

　　"As the superintendent of the Ohio district, I won't let you stay here! Your behavior is a complete violation of the myth of biological communication law, the destruction of the myth of biological and human peace!"

　　"But it doesn't seem to be part of your job to send me home! Your area of authority is solely responsible for the management of mythical creatures."

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　　Michael the teacher completely had nothing to say. He as head of the Ohio area; his scope of work is mainly to manage and record the social activities of mythical creatures. It was not to detain the illegal entry and exit of mythical creatures. In fact, the only Ohio-registered mythical creature is Dianthe. Even his present job is responsible for the social experiment, Dianthe's performance grades.

　　And this is the Dragon Queen of the East, a God of Water, officially recognized by all human governments, and a god of the world has the power of terror to kill his kind hundreds of millions of times over.

　　It is not only a question of whether she is dangerous, but also an international problem for the country she represents and the mythical creatures of the east. After all, even if there is a different world above the United States, it does not mean that the mythical creatures of America will help the United States to fight against the mythical creatures of the east.

　　"Well, nothing to say? But I know who you are!"

　　Na-Jia grunted in exasperation when she saw that Michael was no longer speaking easily. She gave the frost throne a slap and stood up.

　　"What do you want?"

　　"Don't hide it, you are a member of the league with that very long name! The connection between mythical creatures and humans cannot be separated, and contact between the two cannot be avoided."

　　"And you... "

　　"How dare you attack my student representative? Don't think I don't know what's going on. It's the official policy for a student representative to wear a collar with restraining powers."

　　"But, bombs and curses?"

　　Hearing these two words, Michael's expression showed some doubts, but Na-Jia continued: "Perhaps, you in the first just want to rid student representatives that come from a different world. You want to keep mythical creatures separate from humans, but I have to tell you that not everyone is willing to abide by the laws in your alliance. They are just the means of criminals who have the naive idea of things worse than you."

　　"No way, our league wouldn't use such a nasty trick! You, aliens, are framing our alliance!"

　　"Stupid! The bomb and the curse were set to explode a month later, and if I hadn't destroyed it in time, the curse would have spread and the city would have died."

　　"That's impossible! We never thought... "

　　"You're just a shield!

　　"Na-Jia barked. Michael froze for a few seconds, his eyes glazed over with complexity and reluctance.

　　"But even if you save the whole city, I still hate you, mythological creatures! You mythological creatures, good or not, are a threat to humanity in the sense that you cannot control the privacy of others."

　　Na-Jia frowned guiltily at Michael's words, then sighed heavily. "You're right," she said.

　　"Your student representative suddenly goes crazy to attack mankind, I don't know whether she got rabies, but if it weren't for me following my student, she would have already eaten a person!"

　　Michael sighed helplessly and looked at me with angry eyes. I stood up in horror, unable to look Michael in the eyes as I was spotted sneering from behind the frost throne.

　　"It was because someone had broken the collar under Dianthe, part of the curse inside leaked out, making her very uncomfortable and driving her crazy! I just saw a baseball bat-shaped dent on the back of that collar!"

　　Na-Jia opened her mouth slowly to explain the reason, and pointed her finger at me, which reminded me of the attack on Dianthe. I didn't refuse but told Michael everything I knew, which made his face even worse. Looking at Dianthe, she felt sorry.

　　It turned out that it was all the fault of human beings. Dianthe didn't want to attack human beings. She even... for the things caused by Michael's extreme remorse, choose to believe the lies of Blair, choose to forgive being hurt by Lightning Thomson and others and was also willing to protect me from the hands of Lightning Thomson...