Kill me again, Miss Witch

It seems to be called Sally?

She is the eldest daughter of the Violet family and the fiancée of the fifth prince, who cannot be offended.

Tierus, who is also His Royal Highness, shrank his neck in a lack of ambition.

......

Putting on her regular clothes, Didora came to the arena early and chose a front row seat, which was very close to the duelist's entrance passage, hoping to see her young master's appearance as soon as possible.

There were quite a few noble students sitting around. At this moment, Didora couldn't help snorting slightly when she vaguely heard their undisguised contempt for Shaar in their discussion.

What's more, a student named Sergey even opened a handicap, but because the odds gap is too large, there is no winning line at all.

The only market that can bet on is how many rounds Xiaya can survive under Angelica's hands.

"I heard that guy has a high probability of being a quasi-knight. He can't resist even one spell, right? I bet, three rounds!"

"Are you kidding me? That's Angelica-senpai. Under serious circumstances, it's impossible for knight students to even get close...two rounds."

"Twenty gold coins, I'll bet for one round, I trust Senior Sister."

"Hey, hey, at least give people a little hope for a new life, right? Uh... I'll bet one round, ten gold coins!"

Hearing these voices, Deidora felt an instinctive displeasure.

"Excuse me, can I sit next to you?"

Deidora raised her head subconsciously when the pleasant girl heard it.

She saw a girl wearing a black cloak with blond wavy hair. Under the cloak was a gorgeous and complicated court dress. She looked pure and beautiful, just like a princess who escaped from the castle.

Deidora nodded cautiously: "Please sit down."

"Thank you!" The girl smiled sweetly at her as she took off her cloak, "My name is Sylvista, and I'm a friend of Xia's classmate. I'm here today to cheer for him."

Afterwards, the girl named Sylvista pouted in distress and looked towards the auditorium opposite.

She said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Actually, I came here secretly, because there are also many people from the family. If they find out that I've 'surrendered to the enemy', I will probably be reprimanded by my elder brother for a long time."

......

"I just mentioned it casually, but I didn't expect you to actually come."

Sital looked at the person in front of him in surprise, and then showed a smile.

It was a man wearing silver light armor, with a feminine complexion, a tall figure, and looked a little indifferent, with a scar engraved on the side of his face.

"How could Rhodes ignore the request of my former teammate?" The silver armor knight chuckled, "But relatively, I hope you will call me Your Excellency the Judge in the future."

"You've been promoted? Haha, it's really amazing!"

Sittal laughed loudly, reached out and patted Rhodes on the shoulder.

As the administrative center in charge of the empire's legal system, the Tower of Judgment is undoubtedly the most terrifying law enforcement agency in this country. At any time, there are only nine presiding judges in total. They are all powerful knights in charge of various regions in the empire.

Only when one of the presiding judges dies or retires can a new person replace him.

As one of the nine most powerful people under the tower master and the supreme judge, Rhodes has undoubtedly stood close to the top of the empire.

"This duel looks really big."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two found a place where there were no people and sat down. Rhode looked at the bustling situation in the arena and said in a little surprise.

"It's really unexpected. Not only that, but you can see that those people are also here."

Sittal's focus was not here, but pointed in several other directions and motioned.

Looking in the direction of his fingers, Rhodes nodded: "Needless to say the old dean Lucius, Archbishop Edmund of St. Teacher... Huh? The leader of the Holy Brilliant Knights is here?"

"Now I'm starting to wonder how talented these two little guys are." Rhode looked away thoughtfully, and exchanged glances with his old friend, "One of them is still your student."

Sitar coughed lightly, but in the end he still didn't expose Char.

In fact, most of these people came for Angelica.

Needless to say, magician Mavis and Dean Lucius, even the head of the knight order is Angelica's own brother.

As for the archbishop of St. Augustus Church, it may be because it is only one street away from Norton College, so it is too busy, so I came here for a walk.

Perhaps it was because the bet in this duel was an unprecedented noble title, coupled with the status of Char's war orphans, and Angelika's prominent family background, these high-level people gathered together.

But this also achieved Xiaya's idea of ​​attracting attention from the beginning.

This kid left with a bunch of junk yesterday, and he doesn't know if he can win the duel as he said.

Always feel unreliable?

......

"Mr. Meiweisi, Senior Sister Anjie has just signed a magic contract with my elder brother, and is now waiting in the background to play."

Nia, who was expressionless, was wearing a large mage robe and a classic wizard hat, and walked up to a woman wearing a dark veil with small steps.

She is wearing a moon-white mage robe, embroidered with complicated and gorgeous patterns, her appearance is not real, judging from her slim figure and youthful attire, she should not be very old, but her identity is enough to shock everyone present .

A magician!

That is a strategy-level powerhouse that can't be found in the entire empire, who can release forbidden magic-level magic, can easily change the terrain and weather of a city, and every move has unpredictable power to destroy the world!

Magician, among them there is a word of god, and those who can be associated with this word are destined to be the most noble and powerful existence.

Meiweisi put his hand on the side of his face and calmly watched the scene of the arena: "This duel may have some twists and turns, but overall there is not much suspense."

After knowing that Xia returned to the academy alive, Meiweisi was not too shocked. After all, everyone has a secret, and it is not a strange thing to be able to survive the killers he sent.

Of course, she didn't know that the killer had actually died under Shaar's fist.

"There is an absolute gap in strength between senior sister and elder brother." Nia stood indifferently, like an exquisite puppet, "Even if you can barely resist at the beginning, it is only a matter of time before you lose."

Hearing this, Mei Weiss chuckled lightly, and looked at his most proud disciple: "The opponent is your brother, Naia, don't you have any ideas?"

"It's just a duel."

Niya's words were simple, but she made her position clear.

Seeing her appearance as a puppet at her own control, Ms. Meiweisi nodded with satisfaction: "After inheriting the title, His Majesty will reward you personally, and in a few years, when you are promoted to Grand Magister , I will let you enter the court and become the youngest member of the Council of the Mage Tower."

"Thank you, teacher."

Nia said without emotion, not knowing what was going on in her heart.

"Did you take 'medicine' on time recently?"

Meiweis raised her slender fingers, stared at the neatly manicured light pink nails, and asked.

"some."

Nia nodded calmly.

"That's good, remember, the 'drug' allows you to keep your inner peace and communicate with the power of the elements more easily...Ah, it's started."

......

Finally, after a long wait, as the arbitrators took their seats, it was announced that the duel was about to begin.

The discussions and shouts in the arena were much quieter, occasionally interspersed with some trash talk to Shaar.

Obviously, almost everyone believed that this was a duel with no suspense.

No one believed that such a wild "noble" from the countryside could break the class barriers built by talent and family background.

Because the vast majority of the students present were from noble families, in a sense, Angelica represented their interests.

They are all here for Angelica-senpai.

On the contrary, Shaar, in the eyes of the noble students, was just a countryman from the southern provinces, vulgar and disrespectful, he was not regarded as the same kind at all.

And most of them were ignorant of the cause and effect of this duel, they just acted as wild boys who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and wanted to charge against the aristocratic class.

A moment later, with the sound and cheers rising again in the arena, a slender figure walked out of the competition channel on one side.

It was a girl with bright and attractive blond short hair. She wore the same rose-colored cassock to look stunning like a goddess. Her lower body showed a white and slender calf. She wore mid-calf boots, which looked inexplicably sexy. .

At the same time, the sound in the venue reached an unprecedented peak.

"Ahhh! Angelica-senpai!!!"

This is a normal male student.

"Woooooo so handsome! So handsome!"

This is a normal female student.

"My Lady Queen, please step on me hard!"

This is m.

"Hey Hey......"

This is perverted.

All in all, Angelica's popularity and popularity in this academy can be seen.

And when Shaar slowly walked out from the other side of the competition channel, those voices of cheers and discussions suddenly turned into merciless ridicules.

"Pfft—hahaha! What is that guy carrying?"

"Let me see, huh? Is it a pile of scrap metal?"

"What kind of shape is this? Isn't it too funny?"

"Is this a countryman? Don't even have money to buy magic tools? How about being a nobleman?"

"I think he is insulting Angelica-senpai and this sacred duel!"

Even Tierus, Sylvista and the others who were sitting in the auditorium had strange thoughts at the same time.

Xia Ya didn't think about winning at all, did he?

Chapter 27 Permafrost·Icevine Spear!

Back in time not too long ago.

Xiaya came to the arena's competitive passage early and waited. He sat on the bench and closed his eyes to rest. Because no one other than duelists could enter the waiting area, so no one bothered him at the moment.

The commotion outside gradually became louder as the students entered the arena, and the sound of discussions and laughter resounded throughout the venue, as if a grand opera was about to begin.

Of course, in the eyes of most people, Char may be Don Quixote who is riding an old horse and rushing towards the windmill with a wooden gun, a lunatic who thinks he is a hero.

After a while, the sound of light footsteps brought him back to reality from his thoughts.

Shaar looked up and found that the arbitrator walked in quickly from the entrance of the passage.

The other party showed a formulaic smile, and handed over a piece of yellowed parchment: "Student Xia, this is the magic contract provided by the opponent. The terms are verified to be reasonable. If there is no doubt, the trouble is Sign your name here."

Seeing this, Shaar nodded and browsed carefully.

Out of hypocritical justice, in addition to the viscount's title, two small rules were added to the wager of this duel.

If Shaar loses, he will have to return to the Viscounty under the jurisdiction of Langdi City, and cannot leave for the rest of his life. If Angelica loses, he will be given [-] gold coins as compensation.

This farce was full of oppression and injustice from beginning to end, but at this moment it was whitewashed as a fair and just duel, forcing Shaar to make a choice.

But he didn't say anything, just nodded, took the quill dipped in magic ink, and wrote Char Adelaide's name on the signature

A burst of golden light flashed, and somewhere, I felt that I had an extra layer of connection with this contract.

If one party violates the contract after the game is over, it will be punished by the contract.

After doing all this, Shaar slowly got up and turned his gaze to the arena in the distance.

Today, he is wearing a formal knight uniform and boots. He is tall, handsome, and very handsome. He looks like a young and promising knight officer.

At this moment, a huge wave of cheers erupted from the audience seats outside the passage.

Obviously, the heroine of this grand opera has already appeared.

Shaar smiled, leaned over and picked up a bundle of things on the side, easily carried it on his shoulders, and walked out towards the competition channel.

The bundle of things swayed slightly with Shaar's footsteps, making a tinkling sound.