The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life

But think about it carefully.

The position of the players in the junior group in the third round of the points competition is rather embarrassing in itself.

Because the junior group is not naturally the opponent of the senior group, the meaning of their existence seems to be only to provide points for the senior group.

As for the following grams on.

This kind of scenario may be more likely in regular competitions, but when everyone is at the top of their respective ages, the possibility of defeating the opponent is too low.

This is very similar to the situation in the St. Mary's College College Cup Leapfrog Challenge.

However, the competition party also provided certain protection measures for the junior group, and did not allow the same person to initiate a second duel against the same person on the same day. And in the first day of the game, there was a half-hour break.

During this period of rest, junior players have the right to refuse challenges from others, and they can use this time to find players who are also junior players and initiate duels against them.

The atmosphere of the whole game should theoretically be positive and uplifting.

All contestants are actively participating, trying to find possible opponents to beat.

Even if it is not for the final victory, it is still fighting for more [God Cause].

As long as you can participate in the entry, basically you only earn but not lose. Therefore, of course Vivienne also wanted to participate in the third round of points competition. But after thinking about it, she finally gave up on her own initiative.

After all, she is only a sophomore, and she doesn't have absolute strength like Aurora, so it's really not easy to grab the position of Sarah or Emma.

We can only wait for the college competition next year, and make persistent efforts!

After Vivian chose to give up, the third graders also gave encouragement

Judging from the current situation, this year's Academy Competition was very successful, and it was basically confirmed in advance that it would continue to be held next year.

By then, Vivienne, who is already in the third grade, will become one of the leaders of the lower grade group.

Together with Aurora and others, she will fight for the academy!

Dake and the others will be promoted to the fourth grade, and will compete with this year's fifth graders for the spot.

If Emma, ​​Sara and others don't make much progress in the next year, they might not be able to compete.

But after saying this, Emma and the others also raised their fighting spirit

As the discussion on the third round gradually deepened, the atmosphere in the box became more serious.

Of course, the war between Diana and the food on the table is also very serious. As for the other hidden big eater present—Aurora, she was obviously much more reserved, and kept eating slowly at an even speed, but never stopped. Duck stopped eating early, and only occasionally picked up a knife and fork to cut a little and taste it.

Although he has a [Gluttony] research plan, but the first ten days of this month have passed, he needs to restrain himself again, and cannot let the [Gluttony] index continue to increase.

As time went by, so did the menu. When even Diana was clear that she was full, everyone ended the dinner together and left the restaurant together.

Originally, for a dinner party like this, after eating and drinking, it should continue to play in the traveler's street until late at night.

But these two consecutive days of competition did consume energy. Although the physical strength of the players had recovered, they were indeed lacking in energy, so they decided to disband directly and return separately.

Duck, Aurora, Diana and others naturally gathered together. On the way back, he went to the branch of the National Dueling Club to learn about the business growth in the past two days, and then left the shop and returned to the castle.

The branch of the National Dueling Club in Traveler Street is also facing the problem of expanding its business.

Because in addition to the simulated duel, a magic duel was added. Dake didn't plan to open a second store in Traveler's Street, so he decided to merge the businesses of the two stores and put them in the same store.

But in this case, there will be some more practical problems. But he didn't need to worry about that, and someone would take care of it. Today, one of the functions of his Dueling Club branch in Traveler Street is to observe the market reaction.

After all, this street can be said to be the commercial street with the highest concentration of magisters. Not to mention the mock duel business.

The most direct customer of the magic duel business is the magister. Therefore, it is very important to observe the reaction of the student market

Only by grasping the specific direction can the Magic Dueling Club seize the opportunity and rise against the wind.

It was late at night.

A group of people returned to the castle, talking and laughing.

The newly established [Disciplinary Committee] organization is still patrolling the castle

Accompanying them is naturally the reprogrammed patrol golem. But with the activities of the Disciplinary Committee, the safety issues within the academy suddenly disappeared, and there were not even a single person who liked to wait around in the castle after the access control.

I don't know whether the deterrence of the [Disciplinary Committee] really worked, or the fact that someone was killed made people naturally vigilant.

In short, Saint Marian College tonight is still safe on the bright side. Duck led everyone back to the tower of the Noble House, nodded slightly with the Feathered Serpent Golem at the door, and pushed the door open.

After a whole day of carnival, there are not many reserved people in the common room.

Feeling a little lucky, Duck first sent Aurora to the bedroom on the third floor, and then sent Diana and Rose to the bedroom on the fourth floor.

After that, he walked back to his dormitory, ready to wash and sleep. Of course, before going to bed, he did not forget to practice [Death Art]. When he finished training and opened his eyes on the bed, there were already magic elves crawling around him.

He shook his head slightly, retracted into the bed, closed his eyes like that, and sneaked into his dream

Presumably, it will be a sweet dream.

zero.

The stars and the moon fade away, and the night is completely dark.

The huge and ancient castle, under the guard of four towers, crouched under the night like a giant beast, quiet and steady.

A large number of patrolling golems moved silently in the darkness, silently guarding the safety of the students.

But in the shadow of the corner of the wall, there are still shadows twisted from time to time, like wriggling bugs, avoiding the sight of all the golems, and wandering in the castle.

Dak had a dream that night.

He dreamed of the dark fog, the huge golden door, and the endless stairs that came into view after pushing the golden door open.

Step up the ladder of gold casting and climb up layer by layer.

His consciousness gradually became clear during the process of climbing the ladder, and a cognition based on a "lucid dream" has emerged in his mind.

But he didn't wake up.

Not even the thought of "waking up" occurred at all. He walked on the stairs and moved forward step by step.

The golden staircase behind him has been submerged in the dark fog, and the golden staircase in front of him still has no end in sight.

But he didn't look back at all, only the way forward in his eyes. Naturally, he couldn't see the darkness and despair behind him.

The stairs ahead are always lit, and the bright golden light fills the entire eye sockets.

That's it, keep going up.

Tireless, unaware of the past.

It wasn't until a certain moment came suddenly that he woke up suddenly in the midst of struggling, only to find that exhaustion was surging.

It was as if he had indeed walked that extremely long distance. "What time is it..."

The magic elves around him were awakened by the movement he made, and they opened their hazy eyes one by one. Seeing that he was still lying down, they closed them again in a daze.

Duck saw that the pointer on the wall was pointing in the direction of three o'clock in the morning. It turned out that in that dream, he only climbed the stairs for more than three hours. However, his intuitive feeling after waking up was like climbing for three days and three nights, his whole body was extremely sleepy, and his whole body felt extremely sore. However, it was three o'clock in the morning after all, and his fatigue made him sleepy. He thought about the problem vaguely, and then fell asleep again.

This night, there are many dreamers.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Da Ke suddenly woke up in his sleep!

He stopped abruptly, staring at the clock in a daze, his mind completely empty.

After a few minutes, he gradually came back to his senses, but the feeling of waking up in the early morning, as well as the memory of the dream, were greatly reduced.

It felt like it was just an ordinary dream. He cares slightly.

But the time on the clock urged him to get up from the bed immediately, then wash and tidy up, prepare the teaching materials, and when everything was ready, he forgot more about the dream.

He sat down, took out the newspaper from the food basket sent by the little evil beast, and glanced at it while taking the time to eat.

Sure enough, topics related to the college competition have completely filled the page.

Above the banner on the home page were the silhouettes of a total of twelve contestants from the junior group of St. Marian College.

Turning to the second page, suddenly there are many well-known experts who don't know where they came from, and they are sharply evaluating each duel and the entire academy competition.

Duck glanced at it, forced to laugh, and almost thought he was reading "Daily Clown".

He closed the "Great Sage Daily", took out the "Magic Duel News" that was on sale in his shop, and took a few more glances.

Naturally, this newspaper was also talking about the college competition. But the Academy Tournament is just an introduction, and today's "Magic Duel News" is promoting a kind of thought from the beginning to the end-the era of magic duels has come!

After reading "Magic Duel", read the final "Joker Daily".

This newspaper, which records absurd and uninhibited content on a daily basis, is inferior to the "Great Sage Daily" today.

Dak just finished the "news time" this morning after a quick glance, and headed to the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

Normally, he always wakes up at six o'clock and has plenty of time to study and exercise.

But today, after sleeping for an extra hour, it seems relatively urgent, and I have to go to the classroom quickly.

However, as soon as he walked to the common room, he couldn't help but stop. An unexpectedly large number of people gathered in the common room.

Originally at this time, most of the people were already on their way to the classroom

But this morning, from the first grade to the sixth grade, many people have not yet left their homes.

A large number of Noble House students gathered in the common room, chatting about something.

He listened. Suddenly someone died. Listen carefully again.

And I don't know who said that no one died, just a coma. "So is he dead or not?"

Dak couldn't help but complain.

A familiar senior suddenly replied: "It should not be dead. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people arguing about whether they were dead or not."

Dak looked at the senior, frowned and said, "So, was someone killed?"

The senior rubbed his chin and said, "I don't know, I just came down. But isn't it normal for someone to be killed? After all, the murderer who attacked the grassland elves hasn't been caught yet."

Dak immediately knew that this senior also didn't know anything, but just as he was about to find someone to ask again, someone suddenly reminded him: class time is coming soon.

Then the students gathered in the common room seemed to suddenly realize that there was still a class to attend, and suddenly rushed out of the gate of the tower building, and walked quickly to their respective classrooms.

Dak looked at the rapidly disappearing crowd, frowned a little, and quickly followed. He was still a little worried.

But as the senior said, if someone died in St. Marian College, then the college's security level must be completely different from what it is now.

Since this group of people can still rush to the classroom to study as usual, it is not a big problem even if someone is actually attacked.

It just made him wonder... who was the victim?

Looking at the appearance of the students of the Noble House, it seems that they don't know who they are

This is very problematic.

"The students of the Noble House don't know about it, so it can basically be concluded that the victim is not a student of the Noble House."

"If it's a student of a foreign race, especially the elves and orcs, I'm afraid they have already fallen out."

"But if it's not the elves and the orcs, who could it be?"

"Are they the same group of people who attacked the grassland elf Dylan and led public opinion to blame the orcs?"

"Or someone else, fishing in troubled waters?"

"I don't know if I should be thankful. This happened today, not yesterday. It won't affect the holding of the Academy Tournament."

Duck was thinking while he was on his way.

If it wasn't for time constraints, he would go straight to the infirmary now and ask Sister Carlian.

Today is Monday, and the first class is [Summoning].

When Dake rushed to the classroom, the classroom was already full of people, only a few people still hadn't arrived.

He entered through the back door, came to the last row of seats by the window, and was about to ask Diana and Rose in the front row after putting away his things. The [Blessing of the Wind Spirit] that was hidden in his ears suddenly flew out.

Immediately afterwards, Professor Sylph's voice came from the [Wind Spirit's Blessing] and penetrated into his ears.

"Jingle Bell."

The class bell finally rang.

The originally noisy classroom became quiet at that moment, and a needle could be heard

but sarah

Professor Sylph didn't come in at the right time. Just as the students were surprised by Professor Sylph's first late arrival

Substitute Professor Dark

Dimon, from the classroom to the podium at the end

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