Abnormal Moon

This girl is quite something; she even knows how to provoke her.

That makes sense. After all, they came from a war-torn region, so it's normal for them to have some sense.

“Generally speaking, students form their own teams to participate in the Star Martial Arts Festival, and I can’t break them up. But you’re lucky. There’s a team that I asked to participate in this year as the chairman of the board. To be precise, I asked one of them to team up with the person I specifically asked to participate in the Star Martial Arts Festival. I can kick that person out and let you team up with the person I specifically asked to participate.”

Pedra threw another spatial window over.

There were two girls on it.

One of them was the special student that Roy learned about from Claudia—a student who had been kept hidden away at Quenville Academy until now!

“Perfect timing. She lives alone now, so you can become her roommate. This will also help with teamwork. I'll talk to her about forming a team myself.”

"With your combined abilities, this year's championship seems to be a sure thing!"

Pedra was very happy.

There aren't too many teams participating in the Star Martial Arts Festival. One champion is worth ten runners-up. So, naturally, we should combine the two strongest teams together to achieve the best results!

Fortunately, there is still a month before the Phoenix Star Martial Arts Festival officially begins, so it is still possible to change the participating contestants.

Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief.

Overall, it was a win-win situation.

Although Souji has to participate in the Star Festival, with her strength she is indeed qualified to compete for the championship, which may actually be a good thing.

"Then I wish you the best of luck in winning the championship!"

Sylvia smiled and waved to Ms. Okita.

"Ah."

Ms. Okita nodded indifferently as before.

But Roy was secretly overjoyed.

champion?

It depends on my mood!

After the deal was struck, Pedra's mood improved considerably.

She personally helped Ms. Okita with her enrollment procedures, and just as the two were about to leave, she suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Sylvia, have you seen this news?"

As she spoke, Pedra sent out a spatial window.

The window displayed a news report that had just been published, with the enlarged text in the headline being extremely eye-catching.

"The terrorists who attacked Miss Sylvia have shown themselves? They call themselves 'Akatsuki'! Just who are they?!"

Sylvia's expression changed instantly.

Miss Okita's eyes flickered slightly.

晓？

What's the matter.

You want to carry rice too?

Sylvia strode forward and carefully read the news on the spatial window.

The incident reported occurred this morning when a TV Tokyo employee suddenly burst into the news studio, uttering insincere words with a look of terror on his face.

"Thank you all for issuing warrants for my arrest. I see you're all quite anxious. To be honest, I wasn't very satisfied with yesterday's debut performance, so I've taken the initiative to step forward and share some information with everyone! From now on, I hope you'll call me 'Xiao'. My goal is simple: to transform the world into a beautiful place where anyone can vent their malice and anyone can kill each other! So, is there anyone who shares my vision?"

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. I've been thinking about yesterday's debut show for a long time, and the more I think about it, the angrier I get. So, from now on, I will be launching an attack on that world-class diva, Ms. Sylvia Lunaeheim, and the cosplay girl next to her. The time and place are uncertain, so please look forward to it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the TEPCO employee convulsed and collapsed to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices and dying.

The video in the report ends here.

Sylvia's face turned extremely pale, her fists clenched so tightly that her whole body trembled.

"I'm going to make this guy pay!"

Sylvia has been targeted.

They've been targeted by some serious terrorists.

Most importantly, no one can find the terrorist's true identity now, and everyone could be remotely controlled by him, leaving everyone living in constant fear.

We won't have a moment's peace until we get rid of this guy!

In terms of being targeted, Ms. Okita is in the same boat.

However, Ms. Okita was originally a familiar, a dead person. Here, she is just a data backup on the Throne of Heroes. Even if she dies, it is not really a loss.

"After seeing this report, you still let me enroll?"

Miss Okita looked at Pedra. If it weren't for her sharp eyesight, which allowed her to see the threads, she would have suspected that Pedra was also being controlled by the puppeteer.

"You underestimate the power of conglomerates. As long as that person is alive, there is no way he can escape the eyes of the conglomerates."

Pedra remained calm, having great faith in the power of the conglomerate, this colossal machine.

Roy, however, felt that she had underestimated the puppeteer's power.

"Besides, I heard that out of all the people in Tokyo, you were the only one who noticed those threads. In that case, shouldn't we let you enroll?"

Pedro shrugged and then laughed.

It turned out to be the case.

This is true.

As long as Miss Okita is around, those threads will never be able to enter the Quincy Children's Academy; she is the special alarm for the threads.

Moreover, the technology in this world is exceptionally advanced, so the puppeteer may not be able to remain hidden behind the scenes forever.

To be honest, Roy had some suspicions about the puppeteer's identity.

If his guess is correct.

Then the world is likely to face a huge calamity.

…………

After leaving the chairman's office, Sylvia led Ms. Okita to her dormitory. After familiarizing herself with the way there, Ms. Okita went to her own dormitory.

Like Seidokan Academy, the dormitories here are also for two people.

Upon arriving at the dormitory, Ms. Okita didn't stand on ceremony and opened the door with a click.

Then, a very erotic scene came into her view.

Inside the room, a girl with long, fiery red hair tied in pigtails appeared to have just taken a bath. Steam rose from her body, and her delicate skin had a faint pinkish hue.

Her face was very beautiful, comparable to Sylvia's, but unlike Sylvia's elegance, this girl's charm was very flamboyant.

Because she had just finished showering, she was only wearing a set of underwear, a complete set of black lace underwear on her snow-white body, and it was a suspender style, the radiant scene was exceptionally eye-catching.

No, sister.

He's such a closet pervert.

"Ok?"

After seeing Ms. Okita open the door and walk in, the girl looked up at her.

She didn't scream or pull out a weapon to attack. Instead, after a moment's thought, she suddenly realized what was going on and walked towards her, extending her hand in a friendly manner.

"Hello, you must be the roommate and new teammate the chairman mentioned? My name is Stella, Stella Famillion. Nice to meet you!"

No extra chapter today.

Chapter 186 The Net of All Things

Located in the southeast corner of the academic city, the Seventh Academy of the Boundary Dragon is surrounded by countless buildings connected by corridors. Scattered courtyards and squares are encircled by these traditional Chinese-style corridors, making it feel more like a huge palace than an academy.

In one corner of the school, there is a building called Huangchen Hall.

This is a three-story pavilion with vermilion beams and pillars and a yellow glazed tile roof. At first glance, it does not look much different from other buildings, but any student belonging to Jielong knows how special this place is.

To be precise, it's not the building that's special, but the people who live here.

It inherited the alias "Universal Heavenly Net" and is the ruler of the Seventh Academy of the Realm Dragon.

Inside the Huangchen Hall.

"Master, it's time for our regular report."

A handsome young man with gentle and refined features walked through the sky corridor and came to the door of the hall, where he respectfully bowed with his left palm and right fist.

The boy was petite, and with his long hair, he could almost be mistaken for a girl. However, he was upright and walked with a powerful stride, clearly a trained martial artist.

The mahogany door to the hall creaked open, revealing a girl who looked no more than ten years old.

"It's already this late, Tiger Peak. Any interesting things have happened this month?"

The young girl walked out of the gate and lazily yawned.