The Crippled Boss Loves Me - Chapter 209 - Stop Talking Nonsense

On this continent, all creatures had a chance of evolving into dragons.

It was said that every life had their own Dragon Gates. After crossing it, they’d become like the sun and moon in the sky, dazzling gloriously.

That also applied to humans.

Humans’ Dragon Gates were becoming Dragon Tamers.

Searching everywhere for young spirits close to dragonizing, and training them into unparalleled Dragon Kings!

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A talented young man, Cyril Felling, just entered a prestigious academy of the great Empire, ready to begin his new life. Everything was supposed to go well.But suddenly he started seeing a strange woman trying to talk to him that no other human could see.Next, there was a student from the same grade saying she could see the future and that the world is in danger.And finally he discovered that his body was hiding some mysteries as well.All he wanted was to learn magic and prepare to fight demons in peace, yet he keeps encountering one weird situation after another.

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.