I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

With her fiery red hair, imposing presence, and unparalleled strength, she became the campus idol of Ansaribong Dragon Academy.

Riding the sacred dragon Gu-Flin, Rebecca once commanded the respect of the school's combat instructors. When it comes to the strongest student at Ansari State Dragon Riding Academy, 99.9% of the students immediately think of Rebecca.

However, one person thought of something else entirely.

Upon hearing Rebecca's holy dragon name, Guflin, Gil immediately thought of a certain great Celtic hero because of the pronunciation.

Yes, the spearman in the blue bodysuit, with extremely low luck when wielding a red spear.

However, considering that Sylvia's sacred dragon is named Lancelot, and the other sacred dragon I saw last time in the sacred dragon's private enclosure named "Gawain"...

Jill said that Cú Chulainn was really not an innocent bystander at all...

Jill looked at Rebecca, who was standing on the podium, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

After all, Rebecca is a person of very good character and personality, and she has helped Jill a few times.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Competition Begins!

"The weather is perfect today—sorry, I don't want to waste time with this nonsense," Rebecca began her opening remarks.

The students on the playground lowered their heads and chuckled.

"The weather is perfect today" is the favorite saying of the headmaster of the Dragon Riding College in Ansari. However, the Dragon Riding Festival is an event held by the student council, and the headmaster does not need to give a speech on stage.

"Dear students, the Dragon Riding Festival is not just a sports meet, but a fine tradition of Ansari State, and the results of the competition will be recorded in official records. Since you are participating in the competition, of course your goal should be to stand on the podium. However, I am well aware that fine tradition and official records are not enough to inspire your will to win."

"So I've decided to give the winner a one-day date ticket as a reward. As for the date, I, Rebecca Randall, will be it."

As soon as Rebecca finished speaking, the students below the stage erupted in amazing cheers.

Jill raised her hand to cover her ears; the cheers were just too loud...

But this is also normal.

After all, Rebecca is a stunning beauty, and there's no doubt that dating someone like her would be incredibly appealing.

Although she was a little reluctant to admit it, Jill was sure that she was also a tiny bit tempted.

But...

"Hey Arthur, listen up. Fly faster than usual, but don't aim for first place. Just aim for second. If you do well, I'll give you an extra treat tonight." Jill patted Arthur's head. "If you don't get the right ranking, I'll reduce your food."

Arthur immediately nodded, agreeing with Jill's words.

"Mmm, good boy, good boy..." Jill said, stroking Arthur's big head.

Jill did this simply because she felt that if she got first place, there would be a lot of trouble afterwards...

Although Jill isn't afraid of trouble, it doesn't mean he'll actively seek it out.

That's why he made that arrangement.

"Brother Gil..." In her mind, Esther also spoke to Gil in a coquettish voice.

So Jill could only say to Esther in a helpless voice, "I'll pat Esther's head after tonight's events."

Esther fell silent, and Jill smiled helplessly.

This child is so easily satisfied...

"Quiet!"

Rebecca shouted loudly, and the audience immediately returned to silence.

"Next, a speech will be given by the participating representative. Her Highness Princess Sylvia Loreamon, a first-year student in the advanced class."

At Rebecca's signal, a girl appeared at the other end of the stage.

Jill raised an eyebrow.

That girl was Sylvia, the princess of the Kingdom of Loreiamon.

Sylvia's brilliant blonde hair was pinned back, and she wore a dragon-riding robe embroidered with the royal crest. She leaped down from Lancelot's back and slowly walked onto the stage.

The atmosphere inside the room, which had been enthusiastic after Rebecca's declaration, suddenly became somber and heavy.

Jill raised an eyebrow. Then she looked at Sylvia on the stage.

Is this princess really that annoying?

Sylvia stood on the makeshift stage, looking around at the students gathered on the sports field.

The blue pupils finally settled on Jill.

Clearly, the image of Jill easily defeating her in the dragon-riding combat class while riding Arthur had left the girl quite resentful.

Jill glared back defiantly.

In short, it's similar to saying things like "What are you looking at?", "What's it to you if I look at you?", or "Try looking at me again..."

Such a feeling.

Sylvia on stage shifted her gaze from Gil and slowly began to speak.

The cold sound reverberated through the air, evoking images of a winter that was gradually fading away.

"No matter the competition, we must give it our all. This is also the family motto of the Loreamon family—that's all."

Sylvia stepped off the stage, gracefully mounted Lancelot, and returned to the sports field.

After a few seconds of silence, scattered applause broke out in the stadium, with many expressing their dissatisfaction with Silvia's arrogant attitude.

"what is this?"

"The truly outstanding one is Lancelot, not the owner."

"What's so great about royalty?"

"The first generation of Knight Kings were originally knights of King Sheplon. In short, they were just lucky soldiers, not royalty at all..."

"Like brother, like sister..."

Jill glanced behind her; a few girls were whispering among themselves.

—Julius the Dragon Slayer, Silvia's brother.

As the eldest son of a royal knight family, he violated the greatest taboo.

No one knows what Prince Julius's motive was for slaying the dragon, because before he could reveal his true feelings, he was publicly executed as a serious criminal who had violated taboos.

It is really inappropriate to mention Prince Julius on this occasion.

Even if Prince Julius disgraced the royal knights, it was ten years ago, and there's no point in bringing up old grievances.

Jill glanced at the girls behind her. "The fact that she can stand in that position proves that she didn't just rely on Pal. She also worked hard. Your sour grapes attitude is what really annoys people."

Jill's words made the girls react like cats whose tails had been stepped on. "What do you know?"

"I think the only reason you were able to defeat that guy the other day was because of your Pal..."

Upon hearing this, Arthur stared directly at the girls with his blue eyes, and at the same time, magic began to surge from his body.

"Arthur, calm down." Jill gently patted Arthur's head. "Why get angry with them? Anyway, it's not certain whether they'll win in the end."

“You bastard…” one of the female students glared at Jill, “I’ll make you regret this!”

Upon hearing this, Jill couldn't help but laugh out loud. "You're welcome to try."

Although he was smiling, there was not a trace of amusement in his crimson eyes.

"I'll show you what true power is."

The game is about to begin.

The ranking of the contestants will be based on their scores in the mock competition of the practical skills training course.

Usually, the fastest rider is at the front of the line.

However, this year's Dragon Riding Festival is a little different.

The student ranked first was the one with the worst performance in the mock competition.

It is said that this was Rebecca's suggestion.

The reason is simple: it's more exciting that way.

Therefore, according to the new rules of the competition, Sylvia, who won first place in the simulation, could only obediently be placed in the last row, while Gil, who had not participated in the simulation but defeated Sylvia riding the Holy Dragon in the actual combat class, was also placed in the last row riding Arthur.

"Hey, Sylvia." Jill greeted Sylvia, who was standing next to her.

Sylvia stared at Gil, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Give it your all and see if you can beat me."

Chapter Ninety-Eight: You're still a hundred thousand years too early to play with me!

Besides Sylvia and Jill, Ash was also a member in the last row.

Although the student council made an exception and allowed Ash to use another student's Pal to participate in the competition, to ensure fairness, Ash's starting position was deliberately placed in the last row. Of course, this arrangement also had the element of preventing unforeseen circumstances.

"Ash, want to have a match?" After saying a sentence to Sylvia, Jill turned to Ash and asked.

“Alright, I’d like to see just how strong the Golden Knight really is,” Ash nodded and said.

"Huh? What Golden Knight?" Jill asked, somewhat puzzled.

Ash scratched his head. "It's your nickname."

At the Riding Dragon College in Ansari, students often give nicknames to students with outstanding abilities.

For example, Rebecca is called "The Crimson Empress," and Sylvia is called "The Blue Ice Princess."

Because Gil easily defeated Sylvia, who was riding the holy dragon Lancelot, while Arthur was still a pterosaur, he was considered a future "Dragon Knight". In addition, Arthur emitted golden light when using magic, and Gil had golden hair, so he was called "Golden Knight" by the students.

Of course, this is under the condition that Jill is keeping a low profile as much as possible.

“Well, I don’t like that title. I prefer to call myself the Golden King—” Jill gently shook the reins. “Arthur, right?”

Arthur looked up and called out, clearly agreeing with Jill's words.

“Is that so… not a knight but a king?” Ash looked at Gil. “Indeed, you have that qualification.”

“Whether I’m qualified or not isn’t up to you, Ash.” Jill looked ahead. “It’s about to begin.”