Droste first used the redemption ticket on his own attribute points, quietly added a little magic attribute, and felt the magic power turn into a warm current out of thin air, slowly flowing into his body.

As his magic power increased a little more, his communication with the wind-type fairies became smoother, and the white tiger dagger in his palm also emitted a faint cold light, making it look even more intimidating.

In fact, every time you strengthen the magic points, you are only widening Droste's pool. The Innate Healing Holy Body will fill up the pool little by little, which is very generous.

Droste took a deep breath, and then entered the big bird spinning wheel in his mind. He had 2000 points in his hand, which was not rich, but he could still laugh twenty times.

Although Droste's own regeneration ability is sufficient and he can get enough nutrition every time he comes into contact with his teacher or other people, he is still nervous about whether he can extract some good things.

Not to mention the blue sky and white clouds, it would be great if I could hit the target with one shot.

"call……"

Droste let out a long breath, sat in a corner of the classroom, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be concentrating on his own thoughts.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, with a smile of anticipation on his lips. In his mind, this was an exciting lottery event, and each round of rotation was full of unknowns and possibilities.

The students around him did not notice anything unusual about Droste; they were busy with their own activities and the classroom was filled with noisy voices.

The golden turntable turned in his mind, and then Drost gently turned the turntable, and it began to spin slowly. The initial speed was not fast, but it was enough to make people feel nervous and excited.

As the speed increased and accompanied by the noisy sounds around him, Droste's eyes were fixed on the turntable. The color distribution on it gradually became blurred and turned into a colorful rainbow.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"White, blue, blue, white, white, blue, white - purple!"

Skipping the boring item check, Droste looked at the last reward.

Something was thrown out by the spinning turntable. It was a bright purple color, but this time it was not a potion, but an invisible object.

When the three copies were placed in Droste's palm, he still couldn't imagine why he had drawn such a thing. Was it a bit abstract?

But it's quite useful.

Droste calmed down and was about to draw the next points when the bell rang in the classroom. Droste was startled for a moment, smiled at the reward, then put it into the system backpack, exited the system in his mind, and concentrated on the class.

……

"You guys go ahead. I'm leaving first." Droste, Phoenix and Patrick said hello and headed towards another magnificent building, which was called the Student Union Office Building.

"No problem, go ahead." Patrick waved his hand and said goodbye to him.

Patrick also knew that it was a busy time for the student union, and he had to host a dance with President Bernadette, so it was not a relaxing event at all.

Drost looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard while strolling in the teaching building. The fragmented sunlight shone through the gaps and quietly sprinkled on Drost's body, setting off his upright figure and calm temperament.

Occasionally, a girl passing by would glance at Droste and then whisper in wonder behind his back, wondering why there would be a boy with such a temperament in the school. But when she turned around again, she could no longer see Droste.

None of these affected Droste's mood. He put his right hand in his pocket and walked forward.

He walked at a moderate pace, passed through several classrooms, and turned a corner.

In front of him was the office of the student union president. Drost knocked lightly and then slowly pushed open the heavy door. Several students were discussing inside. Bernadette frowned slightly, looking a little worried. When she saw Drost coming, her eyes suddenly lit up, but she hid it well and was not noticed by others.

"Hey, classmate Drost, you're here." Bernadette, who was standing in front of her desk and discussing with several members of the student union, said, "Sit down and take a rest."

"Well, good afternoon, Lady Bernadette." Droste responded to the greeting and found a seat to sit down.

While listening to the discussion between Irene and other members and Bernadette, Droste observed the surroundings boredly.

"This is the specific arrangement. Do you all understand?" Bernadette emphasized in a serious tone, with a serious facial expression, which made everyone subconsciously straighten their bodies and listen to her voice.

Always follow Lady Bernadette!
"Everyone has their own tasks at hand. I don't want anyone to leave their post without permission, understand? Every position must be managed by someone, and priority should be given to finding a replacement when taking leave."

"light."

"Master President, I'm here."

"Where's the host?"

"It's me, President."

"How are the stage effects prepared?"

"Mr. President, here, here."

"Everything is ready, right?"

"Yes!!"

After hearing President Bernadette's call, everyone responded seriously. After hearing their words, Bernadette nodded in satisfaction.

"No problem, just do it this way."

At this time, Irene turned her eyes and saw Droste sitting motionless on the sofa.

Although he looked different, more handsome and aristocratic, Irene still recognized him. He was the student Drost who was promoted by Bernadette.

After thinking for a while, Irene said, "Mr. Bernadette, it seems that Droste has not assigned him any work. As an assistant and a member of the student union, he should actively join everyone."

"Otherwise, everyone has their own things to do. Droste-san is an assistant, but he can only rest? This is not convincing, Master Bernadette."

Everyone then turned their eyes to the sofa and frowned slightly at the somewhat relaxed and comfortable male classmate, Drost.

"This……"

Seeing the fire suddenly directed at Droste, Bernadette, who had wanted Droste to enjoy the party and have more rest, hesitated and looked towards Droste, wanting to know what he was thinking.

Originally, this dance was already a heavy workload for the student union. As for her young master Droste, Bernadette had stopped him from doing work several times.

Damn it! (End of this chapter)