Don't confiscate my citizenship

Two days later.

Although the weather was not very good and the sky looked gloomy even in the afternoon, the royal capital of Icerite was very lively today on Friday, with citizens and tourists gathering near Icerite Academy.

Because there is another public event held by Icerite Academy that has not been seen for a long time.

Coupled with the vigorous publicity of the Hutton Times of the Alchemy Institute, many residents of the royal capital were attracted to come to Icerite Academy to watch the excitement.

Not only were the tickets for the Arena of Knights sold out, but even the edge of the Jerra Memorial Square where they were watching the broadcast was filled with pedestrians. There was no room left in the large square.

On the giant open-air screen, scenes from the scene were being projected.

I saw the camera sweeping across a magnificent arena from a high altitude. The building was surrounded by troops maintaining security to ensure the safety of citizens at this large-scale gathering.

In the huge arena, spectators are pouring in from all directions on the stairs and walkways, just to witness the upcoming exciting team fighting match.

The audience who had already taken their seats was in high spirits and was noisy. Occasionally, there would be waves of louder cheers, deafening, echoing throughout the entire arena.

In the rest area on the left side of the field, the team from Aloran Royal Academy is ready. Their clothes are uniform, and the leading professor sitting in the seat is the coach, with his arms folded, eyes closed, and the players are smiling and talking to the audience. They waved hello and their eyes showed sharp determination, which was their absolute certainty of victory.

A giant screen hanging on one side of the arena was playing profiles of the contestants from the two teams. Their photos showed bright and sunny smiles, coupled with passionate and shocking war songs, making the atmosphere even more lively.

High above, sitting on the referee's bench were the three deans of Icerita College.

They are Dean Loren of the Sage Academy, Dean Borao of the Magic Academy, and Sphyntos of the Knight Academy.

As for the director of the Alchemy Academy, he is still in prison.

"Teacher Sphyntos, is there really no problem with this game?"

Loren's expression was filled with uneasiness.

I thought that all the students of Aloran Royal Academy would be sent away safely soon, but I didn't expect that there would be such a closing event near the end.

What's even worse is that I heard that Lan Qi personally took over the position of coach of the Fighter Soul team on behalf of the student union.

Loren hadn't seen Lan Qi for two full days, and he was afraid that Lan Qi would give him the whole thing later.

"For young people, it's normal to be a little angry and make a fuss. If anything happens, it's mine anyway."

The old man sitting on the far left looks to be over seventy years old, but he is tall and stands at least 1.9 meters tall. He is wearing a black suit, with his gray hair hanging in front of his eyes, and a nonchalant smile on his face.

"I've made enough money from tickets and advertising this time. I'll get 40%, and you'll each get 30%."

Professor Pollao didn't have any objections and nodded with satisfaction.

"..."

Loren couldn't say anything else, so he could only hope that Lan Qi would be a human being this time.

Under the stands where the three of them were, the arena was already boiling before the game started, like a volcano about to erupt. Every spectator was looking forward to the arrival of the hour and the explosive fighting competition.

In the front row of the audience near the battle stage.

Two girls with light hair sat next to each other, one with an expressionless face and the other with a slightly worried expression.

"Tata, I haven't seen Ranchi for two days. I'm a little scared..."

Hyperion grabbed Thalia's hand beside her and said.

Since Hyperian was an insider of the student union, she easily got the tickets for the seats with the best view.

There were acquaintances nearby.

Everyone is eating melon, and it is not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Even Ranchi's father, Noe, was sitting in the back very happy, holding snacks in his hands, leaning back in his chair leisurely, looking forward to the show starting.

Ever since Lan Qi agreed to give special training to the Soul of Fighters team, Lan Qi had troubled Hyperion and Frey to go back to meet with the president, while he took these fighters to a place for professional guidance alone.

It stands to reason that the three gods were transformed by Lan Qi for only one day, and it was in an entertaining and educational mode.

Hyperion didn't know what would happen if Lanci performed the intense transformation alone for two whole days.

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

Thalia said without any emotion in her voice.

She didn't understand why Hyperion was so worried all day long.

That guy Lan Qi can't change the world at all, she can handle it casually.

Thalia doesn't like to watch the excitement, let alone crowded places.

But Hyperion was very concerned about this game, so she came with Hyperion, just in time to see what Lan Qi was doing.

On the far side of the stands.

A girl with dark red hair was looking down at the venue with a complicated and tangled expression.

Now Zylvini's long dark red hair is draped over her shoulders. She just put her hair down in a high ponytail and dressed like an ordinary student. Her eyes are no longer so aggressive but become calm and gentle. The students no longer recognized her, and some people even often asked who this red-haired lady in the school was.

She had clearly decided not to fight anymore.

But now for some unknown reason, she clenched her fists again.

The clock read about fifty past two.

The official game will officially start at three o'clock.

However, the Icerite Academy team still did not appear on the right side of the arena.

"Should we be there soon?"

"If you don't come again, you'll be considered as giving up, right?"

"Actually, there is a real possibility of giving up. It is said that the fighters at Icerite Academy were beaten badly before, but Icerite has found a great coach here."

"If you abandon the game and don't play, your money will be refunded!"

The sky was like thick ink, covering the entire arena, and dark clouds drifted over the arena from time to time, making the originally dark venue fall even deeper into darkness.

Strong winds swept across the site, kicking up gusts of fallen leaves and dust, as if mocking human frailty.

finally.

Six figures gradually appeared at the entrance to the arena's Ikerite side. They were the Fighter's Soul team led by Coach Lanci.

Just the appearance of these people made the entire arena auditorium quiet down until it was silent.

In the dark clouds, lightning occasionally cuts through the darkness and illuminates the entire site. At that moment, the light is like the eyes of a god, examining the living beings below.

The sound of thunder followed, shocking people's hearts. It was a warning from God, telling people that this was a life-and-death contest.

Under this sky, two teams of people stood on both sides of the arena.

Their eyes met. Although the wind was thundering and the dark clouds in the sky were flashing with lightning, the confrontation between the two teams was so quiet, like the calm before a storm.

In the audience, people's breathing seemed to have stopped. Only the cold wind shuttled between them, taking away the slightest trace of warmth.

Some elderly people held the scepter tightly in their hands, women tightened their coats, and children held their parents' hands tightly. The oppressive feeling was like a huge stone pressing on everyone's chest, making people gasp. Don't get angry.

Even looking at it from a distance, you can feel the invisible black shadows rising from the five people behind Lan Qi.

Zylwini, who was still hesitating whether to jump down and prepare to tell her younger brothers - "She will go up to challenge", was stunned for a moment.

She only felt extremely strange——

Those creatures seemed to have been deprived of their emotions and memories, and walked past her indifferently, not even noticing her presence at the edge of the stands.

What happened to her most precious friends?

Thalia in the stands on the other side rubbed her eyes.

At first glance, she thought these were five demons who were not good at pretending to be human beings. Their hands seemed to be stained with murder, but the coldness coming from their souls was not concealed at all.

The last time she saw a creature that felt like this was from the Demon King's Army's special killing unit.

Compared with the cheerful young people in the promotional materials previously shown on the screen, are these really the same five people? !

As the people on both sides of the center of the stand got closer and closer.

"I didn't expect you didn't escape, but actually came."

Kusai from Aloran's team walked at the front, looking down at the Ikerite fighters who came to challenge them and laughing.

"..."

Faced with Kusai's provocation, the fighters behind Lanqi did not respond at all.

In other words, their eyes have lost their sparkle, and they are like looking at a dead person.

Lanci ignored Kusai for the time being and just said a few words to the referee on the side.

After a while, the referee ordered the staff to bring a document and pen.

Several people from the Fighter's Soul team quickly signed it.

"Let's sign a life and death certificate first."

After checking the signatures of the fighters, Lanci handed the "Knights Academy Arena Team Fighting Competition: Disclaimer and Risk Information" to Kusai.

Please give me a monthly pass at the end of the month! Kneel down and worship in the evening!