A strange world

Chapter 402 Chapter 60 The Fourth Battle

Chapter 402 Section 60. The fourth battle

The first game of the second day: Freya Holy Academy vs. Onyx Knight Academy.

Not long after Annan sat in the audience, several guards came over and took him away.

Vice Dean Boris, who was talking to the nobles next to him, turned around and found that Annan was gone, and asked anxiously what happened.

"Being taken away again." Alice said nonchalantly.

On the other side, Annan came to yesterday's room and saw the two etiquette officials from yesterday.

"Sister Janice." Annan showed a slight surprise.

"You have to call me Ms. Janice." The female official deliberately made a serious face, but there was a smile in the corners of her wrinkled eyes.

"Ahem..." The male official reminded them that this was not a banquet, "Annan, we said yesterday -"

"I didn't even play!" Annan interrupted.

"Let me remind you, your cloak..."

"My cloak does not affect my impartiality!"

"But you turned a high-profile game into a toy for money!"

"You scared our Mr. Annan." Janice complained that her companion was too serious. "You must know that it is not us who are really causing trouble for you, but our superior..."

"All right……"

Annan, who didn't even have a fief yet, couldn't afford to offend the big shots in the imperial capital, so he obeyed - mainly because Gem Star Jewelry Shop and Steve's Magic Shop had already paid the full price in advance.

The depressed Annan was in no mood to communicate anymore, which made Janice feel as if she had done something wrong...

"I'm keeping an eye on him. Go tell Mr. Minister."

"Why should I go?"

"Can you bear to blame Annan?"

Janice came to the legendary magic shield and was inspected by the royal guards before entering the sheltered seat.

She lowered her eyes slightly and glanced at the seats that were less than half occupied. Compared with the scarcity yesterday, there are more messengers and big shots in the position today.

"Mr. Minister, Annan has agreed to take off his cloak." Janice came to the minister near the front row.

"knew."

Janice respectfully exited the area, and Mr. Minister looked at the corner of the auditorium.

"Is he the child you want to compensate?"

Two seats away, a priest in a robe chuckled: "A champion..."

"'Our Montreal family owes him...' said the lord."

"What if he loses?" the priest continued.

"That means he is unlucky." The minister's gaze returned from the auditorium to the arena. "We can't even protect our own things, so there's no need for us to pay too much attention."

"Mortals are so indifferent..."

The two ribbons hanging from the priest's chest seemed to indicate his high position, but the minister still sarcastically said: "Does your church waste resources on useless believers?"

The priest lowered his head. "We are just shepherding sheep on behalf of God..."

Annan, who took off his cloak, moved to the side and changed seats with Alice.

"Isabelle, are you on good terms with your uncle?"

"He treats me just like he treats Cagalli." Isabel said with her chin clenched.

"Who is Cagalli?"

"His daughter."

Annan gave up speaking ill of her uncle in front of Isabel.

The battle between Freya Holy Academy and Onyx Knight Academy ended with the former narrowly winning. The second game was Tanamurdo Academy versus Habar Knight Academy.

The former is the academy of barbarians—not a race but a profession. They are rougher than warriors and smarter than orcs. The arms are thicker than the waists of many aristocratic ladies.

Annan stared at these barbarians for a while, feeling that Mr. Fast should not be able to defeat them.

Habar Knight Academy is an "old friend", and the contract of 10,000 gold coins is in Ellie's hands. They were controversial because they were dragged into the top ten by Annan, but in fact they were not weak. At least they fought hard with those barbarians and knocked five barbarians out of the arena.

In the third game, Annan appeared in the spotlight.

Solz Academy of Magic vs. Royal Academy of Magic of Montreal.

"I thought you and the Royal Academy of Magic of Montreal would be the finale." Isabelle said in surprise.

Annan thinks so too.

It's just that the first few rounds that followed were not as exciting as the audience imagined - Annan cast a spell, five large elements surrounded the opponent, and the battle ended.

The battle between Annan and the Royal Academy of Magic in Montreal seems to be no different from other academies.

At the end of the third round, Annan returned to the player box to replenish his magic power.

Whispers spread in the nearby auditorium, because they saw Annan pick up two bottles of magic potions with notes on them, one with "Gem Star, the second oldest gemstone, the favorite of ladies" and one with Posted with "Magic shop, the best potions, one bottle is worth three bottles]"

The fourth round begins and the fourth round ends. Also returning with Annan were officials from the Ministry of Etiquette, with new rules: no directional text was allowed.

Annan clicked his tongue and tore off the note.

Two games at Gem Star and one at Magic Shop. With the excellent results, they should be able to get their money back...

No refunds will be given regardless.

In the sixth round, his opponent complained to Annan: "Why do you want to fight us if you are so powerful? What is your relationship with the Montreal family?"

The tens of thousands of spectators in the arena pricked up their ears.

"If I had a relationship, I wouldn't have to fight you." Annan yawned.

Before the seventh round, Alice said someone wanted to see him.

It was a slovenly gray-robed spellcaster with long greasy hair stuck together.

"Who are you?"

"A warlock." The gray-robed warlock said.

Annan looked at the first warlock he saw after coming to Tatooine Empire again: "You don't look like a warlock at all."

"Not all warlocks live by their reputation!" The gray-robed warlock argued excitedly.

"So what do you want from me?"

"About the Warlock Protection Association..." The gray-robed warlock looked around and lowered his voice.

"Why are you so careful?"

"Well...the Warlocks' Protective Society is defined in some places as...a cult."

"...What did they do?"

“Can you expect a bunch of fanatics to do anything good?”

Annan felt that what he said made sense. At this time, Alice stood not far away and waved to him.

The seventh round is about to begin.

"I'll come find you after this fight." Annan said, returning to the arena.

His opponent was an ordinary-looking guy, no different from other players - he was also struggling to hold on under the attack of the elements.

Annan's attention was not on the arena, but on the Warlock Protection Association.

"Don't think you won!"

The sudden shout brought Annan back to his senses, and he saw a shadow of a giant dragon appearing behind his opponent.

"The great dragon clan protects me!"

His body began to swell, fine light blue scales grew on his cheeks, dragon horns emerged from his forehead, his tail and wings pierced the robe, and the strong wind pushed away the surrounding elements.

Annan released the low-level summoning spell without thinking:

"Elimayas, come out and see your people."

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