to imitate Ranch and repeat his words!Generally speaking.No one would force everyone to declare their praise for the Goddess of Fate as a means of proving their innocence, even the priests of the godd...Chapter 102: Lanche's Most Evil Episode

A silent venue, an ancient wooden house, the mottled midday sun, and two contestants completely focused on their duel, all conveyed a supreme martial spirit without words.

The competition has begun.

Tzeelvini did not immediately rush to attack Ranchi, but instead kept her distance, carefully applying enhancement and immunity spells to herself.

She was light on her feet, ready to dodge at any moment. Her steps were cautious, and her eyes were filled with vigilance.

Even at this moment, she had already braced herself against the possibility of Lance's long-range spells.

Perceiving hostility and reaching the state of being first before others is a great realm for a warrior.

Tsvirilni can perceive Lanchi's attack intentions before her eyes even register it.

Tsvizlveni knew she was facing a talented mage in Ranchi, and she had to be careful of any traps or enchantments he might have set.

However.

Lanche's eyes were calm and still, as if holding no trace of hostility.

Tzivini became even more wary. She had never met anyone like this before, someone who could remain so friendly and amicable even when facing an opponent they absolutely had to defeat.

If Lanchi truly reached the state of complete convergence of hostility, then she would probably already be beyond it. At the very least, she wouldn't be able to bypass enemy perception and allow her opponents to be completely unaware and unable to anticipate her attacks!

As Tsvizl continued to hone her thoughts, Lance swiftly drew a stack of magic cards from his pocket. With practiced ease and without a moment's hesitation, he flung them towards the ceiling beam behind him, simultaneously releasing a rudimentary artisan-like activation ritual that imbued the cards with a touch of power.

What

Lanche's actions were baffling to both Tsirveni and the other fighters present.

You should know that there is a limit to the number of magic cards that can be bound, and the rank of a magic card can be seen as a cost. At most, someone at the third rank can carry a total of thirty ranks of magic cards.

Even if Lance brought all his one-star cards, at most he'd only have thirty cards. With this kind of deckbuilding, he wouldn't have any combat power whatsoever.

I surrender!

Lanche's shout echoed throughout the entire venue.

Then, facing the still unresponsive Czelvieni, Lanche started running with all his might toward the outside of the wooden house, without even looking back.

"Confess"

Tzivi was completely dumbfounded.

Even if she had imagined a thousand ways Ranch might fight with all his might, she never expected him to surrender directly and yield victory to her!

Could it be

Does this kid like himself

All those agreements signed before were just a way to help their team, right

Tsvireni's heart pounded in her chest, growing increasingly confused. She couldn't decipher Ranchi's intentions or the meaning behind his actions!

Just as the frantic beat of her heart filled her ears.

A much more violent explosion than any previous duel between Fray and his opponent echoed through the hall!

Tsvireni's eyes widened. Where the magical card Ran had left on the beam above them, it exploded in a chain reaction, just like a set of firecrackers!

At this moment, a wooden house that already had a damaged beam was struck again, breaking another crucial beam. It began to shake violently, seeming as though it could collapse at any time.

When Tsvizlerini looked back at Lance and the others, she found that all three of them had already disappeared.

Fray, who had been prepared for this, ran out the door the moment Lance admitted defeat.

Hubberley ran even faster, leaving behind only a decoy hidden in place.

Suddenly.

In the midst of Czelvin's brain short-circuiting, his face contorted in disbelief and shock, the wooden shack trembled violently before collapsing with a thunderous boom!

……

Within the Knight's Academy school district, a tremendous roar drew the attention of many students nearby.

Looking out, one could only see in the depths of the jacaranda grove, a wooden cottage had already become ruins, surrounded by charred wood and smoke.

In the ruins, after an unknown amount of time, a slender figure emerged, covered in dust and dirt.

She stood up, swaying slightly. Her eyes were vacant, as if she were trying to piece together what had just happened.

A sense of emptiness, like dust settling heavily, pressed down on her heart.

She definitely won.

The joy of victory and a warmth she couldn't quite describe hadn't settled in her heart before it was shattered, crumbling like this wooden hut.

She seems to remember.

The treaty mentioned this.

Regardless of the damage caused during the duel, the fighting team shall be responsible for it. The student management committee shall not be held responsible.

The magic cards that Lance used to blow up the cabin were indeed real, although he didn't know what principle was involved. He could even use unfinished magic cards as detonators.

Even the contract states: regardless of the outcome, both parties shall not betray the fighting spirit and honor of their family name to retaliate against the other party after the fight. They shall not slander the other party's reputation, nor threaten or infringe upon the other party with force or power. They shall maintain friendly communication.

All of this, it seems like it's not a coincidence!

Thus, Tsvirven finally understood the trick Lantz had played.

This newborn never even thought about winning!

He only wanted to demolish the house during the duel, and even tricked them into signing a contract beforehand.

And all those provocations from Frey were merely to create room for negotiation, to make them think that Lanci was reasonable!

"I... I still thought you were a good person..."

Tsvirveni trembled, unable to tell if it was pure rage that shook her more, or the lingering shame from her earlier fantasy threatening to shatter her heart.

Tsvizl's cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes brimming with fury and tears ready to spill.

"Lance!!!"

Zivilni stood atop the ruins, her roar tearing through the sky like a deafening tempest, echoing between the halls of the Knight's Academy.

Rage consumed Tsvireni's every thought, turning her into a raging beast. She burst from the ruins, charging toward where the three fled.

And the rest of the fighters, just clawing their way out of the rubble, had also entered a blood-rage state. Seeing Tzervini leading the charge, they followed without hesitation or reservation, consumed only by utter madness.

On the road of the Knight's Court in the distance.

Even the three Student Council members, who had already put some distance between themselves and the others, could feel the terrifying murderous intent from behind and the booming roar of the earth!

The three immediately sprinted with all their might to escape.

"Hey hey! In black and white! You signed the agreement yourself, you can't retaliate against us!"

Lan Chi turned back and said.

Although he still felt justified this time, the other party's overwhelming aura made Lance feel a little guilty.

He also didn't expect Tsvirveny to get so angry. He had already conceded to her so amiably!

"Lance! You most despicable and cunning villain!!"

A voice from far away, a whisper of Ts'ivir, came from behind.

"…"

Lancer hesitated for a moment, unwilling to continue provoking her. Just then, he caught a glimpse of Tsul'vir's expression from afar when he turned his head and understood immediately.

He is too familiar with every stage of the human anger process, from zero to beyond the limit!

Tsvirveniy is now clearly consumed by rage, her reason lost.

Before she could calm down, she probably wouldn't be able to keep even the clause in the contract about the martial spirit bound.

As expected, Talya's training was right. Both sprinting and long-distance running are useful because sometimes you encounter unreasonable classmates like this!

"Lance, it's been so efficient working with you."

Freya couldn't help but turn her head to look at Lance, praising him. She had initially thought that no one in the world could keep up with her thoughts, but now it seemed there was such a teammate who could cooperate with her, effectively and efficiently achieving impeccable results.

"You scratch my back, I scratch yours. Without you to cover for me, I wouldn't have convinced them to sign the peace treaty so easily."

Ranch was also amazed.

...Even thought that if could meet Frey sooner...

"So, about those explosive magic cards of yours..."

Frey seems to be very interested in this efficient and convenient new technology.

"Oh, those are some unfinished magic cards. Just need to add a supplementary incantation and they'll explode."

These days, Lan Qi, under Talia's guidance, has developed a new type of "explosive semi-finished magic card."

Although soul binding is not possible.

But this white mage, too, has finally gained a semblance of the red mage's offensive capabilities in this world.

There is still plenty of room for improvement and increasing the explosive power in the future.

"Next time at the Shadow World, shall we three go together Our Civilized Role Model Squad is just missing a front liner, Freya, you should be very good at taunting, right"

After Ranch explained, he seemed to remember something and hurriedly asked Frey.

The three of them are not only members of an organization but also first-year freshmen who demonstrate good teamwork. They must be well-suited to tackle the world of films together!

"What else is there to say I just need credits, and I can't find any suitable teammates!"

Frey seemed to be very happy as well. After getting acquainted with Ranchi Huberlian, he was completely different from his initially aloof demeanor.

It seems like he can't wait to go back to the student union and play cards and chess with them.

"You..."

Hearing the conversation between the two strange men beside her, Huberlian couldn't help but sigh and complain to the heavens:

Why do I have to run with the both of you!

Although she hasn't done anything wrong.

But she felt that if she dared to stop, she would be the one who died!

Therefore.

On the school grounds of the Ictere Academy, students watched in astonishment as three figures sprinted ahead, pursued by a group of fighters.

It's hard to imagine what these three guys did to make the people behind them so angry.

……

Old Humanities Building, Student Union Room.

In the spacious and silent meeting room, the president and vice president sat at their respective desks, completely absorbed in their work.

The chairman's long table reflected the dark sheen of the hardwood, its clean lines making the surface appear even more spacious. Even though there were quite a few file folders and papers piled on it, everything was neatly organized.

Suddenly, a clamor of voices, carried by the wind, burst into the student council room through the row of windows.

President Monaster, disturbed by the commotion, put down his pen and stood up. With his hands clasped behind his back, he stood by the window, witnessing the chaotic scene of people chasing each other downstairs.

It seems like they made it.

Monaster took up the coffee cup on the table, sipping it and expressing his satisfaction with a contented air.

"Is this really done"

Soon, Vice-Chairman Asana also arrived beside him, looking down in astonishment at the situation below.

Her words hesitated, somewhat unsure how to evaluate this situation.

I feel like the three people being chased were like a hornet's nest, they probably did something wrong!

With three excellent new members, the student council's work this year will surely go smoothly.

"Just so happens, there will be an academic visit from the Alolan Royal Academy next month. While they're a prestigious school on the South Continent, just like ours, their attitude towards us every year is rather... intent on suppressing us."

"This year, the other party seems to have recruited many excellent freshmen, which gives them the confidence to conduct academic visits this early in the academic year. However, with the three of them here, I'm not afraid anything will go wrong."

President Monaster calmly adjusted his spectacles, seemingly quite impressed by the value of these three newcomers. He said with a smile:

>Tomorrow begins the main plot of this grand chapter!

Ps: This chapter is 3400 words, so the system calculates the price as higher than the usual 2000-word chapter. The price was not set by me, but automatically determined by the system based on the word count.

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