Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

Seeing him nod, Cao Le felt even more hungry.

Looking at the sunset on the horizon, he said, "It's getting late, let's go back."

Mu Ningxue was quite unaccustomed to Cao Le's impatient manner!

It's only dusk...

This jerk got angry?

But she'll be eaten sooner or later anyway, so she doesn't really care when.

"Hmm~"

(*'з)(ε｀*)

...

As night fell, beams of light illuminated the scene. The tall streetlights cast a warm, milky glow, offering a touch of comfort to hurried passersby.

The colorful neon lights shone brightly, making the city come alive.

The glaring incandescent light illuminated the night as brightly as day.

They adorn the city at night, making the night even more enchanting.

Venice at night seems to be wearing a beautiful new dress, its brilliance enhanced by the reflection in the water...

That night, Cao Le was very satisfied with the "delicious food" made by Mu Ningxue herself.

It wouldn't be impossible for time to freeze at this moment entirely.

Of course, this idea...

With so many delicious foods available, he wouldn't give up on the others just because he'd only tasted Mu Ningxue's food...

...

Even the best food gets tiresome after a while... but for more than ten days in a row, Cao Le seemed to have never had enough...

In recent days, people from all over the world have been flocking to Venice. The small city has seen nearly three times the number of tourists in just a few days, making the boat lanes, bridges, squares, and ships quite crowded.

Venice isn't very large and can't handle a large flow of people, so it has gradually begun to restrict the influx of visitors...

The reason this place has suddenly become so lively is naturally because the World Championship is about to begin.

It was precisely because the competition was about to begin that Mu Ningxue finally strengthened her fragile heart and kicked Cao Le out...

The way he chased the woman away was exactly like the kind of person who abandons you after you've done your job...

However, although he was abandoned by Mu Ningxue, at least he finally had time to see Wangyue Qianxun, and it seemed that the woman had come as well.

As old friends, it wouldn't be right not to meet up.

Actually, after coming out, Cao Le wanted to have a chat with Jiang Shaoxu.

He has always been a man who sees things through to the end. (Gu)

Now that you've got one, you can't miss out on the other.

Unfortunately, the little fox hasn't appeared for several days.

Judging from what Zhao Manyan said, it seems he's taken a rare period of seclusion for cultivation and hasn't gone out to have fun...

Cao Le was somewhat confused by Jiang Tizi's sudden change.

You know, she's the epitome of a lazy, good-for-nothing girlfriend...

But now she's studying hard.

No wonder Mu Ningxue kicked him out...

...

At the Doge's Palace in Venice, the flags of the countries selected to enter Venice were already flying high. A total of 32 teams from various countries had entered the final duel in Venice. These teams had all performed exceptionally well in the national pavilion competitions and training missions in various regions. In fact, this ranking also reflected the overall magical level of each country to a certain extent, and the deviation in this measurement was not too much.

After all the countries had gathered, Cao Le found a place in Japan and went to meet Mochizuki Chika.

Speaking of which, Mochizuki Chika is more interesting.

Perhaps it's because their country has a superior education system?

No matter where Cao Le wanted to take her, she would always say no.

But afterwards, she would always say, "It smells so good!"

She was so good at being two-faced that she displayed flawless hypocrisy.

After spending a few more days together, the opening match arrived.

The venue chosen for the opening match wasn't very large, but all the forces that came here could be considered the world's top organizations!

The first ones were naturally the Temple of Liberty in the Americas, the Dubai Tower in Asia, the St. Paul's Cathedral in Europe, the Cape of Good Hope Magic Castle in Africa, and the Altar of St. Caesar in Australia—the headquarters of the five continental magic associations.

Following closely behind are the forces around the world whose status is second only to the Mage Association, with the Court Mage Association representing China.

Speaking of which, back in my previous life, people often said that the Royal Magic Association wasn't actually the strongest organization in China, since the Royal Magic Association didn't have any forbidden spells.

However, it should be understood that as a forbidden spellcaster, one has absolutely no right to participate in any activities.

They can only be deployed if a forbidden spell is absolutely necessary.

Besides, forbidden spells are essentially like being under house arrest in disguise...

Even if they don't use forbidden magic, as long as they are registered, their movements must be approved by the Magic Association. Otherwise, it would be tantamount to openly provoking the Magic Association.

Therefore, the Royal Magic Association is the premier organization in China.

At least, the powerful Pang Lai can go wherever he wants without any restrictions.

As for other organizations named after famous places in a country, they all represent national-level mages' associations that enjoy a high reputation in the world. Among them, the Parthenon and the Court of Judgment are the most prestigious in the world.

After the opening ceremony, the draw for the competition took place.

Ultimately, everyone gathers together to determine who is superior.

The teenagers from all countries have spent a year training, all for the sake of making a name for themselves on today's battlefield and gaining the favor of the strongest international organization!

Thirty-two teams, and the team captains all stepped forward. Normally, the "drawing" of lots is the responsibility of the mentors, but I don't know when it started, the team captains are now in charge of it. It's a kind of honor, since the entire process is broadcast live, and the captains' faces are exposed to the world.

Cao Le had absolutely no interest in any of this, because Feng Li had already stated that he wouldn't be allowed to participate in the preliminary rounds...

It's like being shelved...

Although I knew that this old geezer wanted to use me as a secret weapon.

However, Cao Le always felt that he might have offended him at some point!

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247. Opening match

(Yesterday's chapter order was messed up, plus one chapter was locked. It's fixed this morning, but the chapter titles are messed up. Hope you understand...)

Cao Le, who had been inexplicably sidelined, could only sit there, adopting an attitude of indifference and detachment.

After the draw, before they could even check who their opponents were, the Japanese in the distance shouted excitedly.

Cao Le glanced at the group of short, stocky guys over there and was puzzled. The previous year's failure wasn't this year's. What were they so happy about?

Don't they know that they beat the previous mentor, Mochizuki Chika, so badly that she had to kneel down and sing "Conquer"?

Others were also somewhat unhappy!

These birds aren't guaranteed to win, so why are they so arrogant?

"Mu Ningxue, Jiang Shaoxu, Guan Yu, Nan Jue, and Jiang Yu, the five of you come up." Feng Li didn't pay much attention to them and simply called out the names of these five people.

Upon hearing Feng Li's words, Song He hurriedly said, "This is the opening match, isn't it inappropriate to hide our strength like this?"

The other instructors couldn't help but speak up.

Even if Cao Le isn't allowed to play, at least let Mo Fan or Ai Jiangtu go!

Isn't that a bit too conservative?

"Old Feng, we still need to win this first match." Just as Feng Li hesitated, a somewhat aged voice came from behind the rest area.

The old monk with gray hair, dressed in very ordinary clothes, walked over. His bright eyes naturally fell on Jiang Yu, who hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully called out, "Teacher."

Pang Lai nodded, then looked at Feng Li and said, "I know you don't want to be targeted, but this is the opening match. This first match is related to too many things. If we lose, the public opinion will put a lot of pressure on the players and will also bring a sense of urgency to all of us. Let Xiao Ai play. We have to win the first match."

Although Pang Lai is Jiang Yu's mentor, he doesn't know much about the National Team.

However, Ai Jiangtu, the son of a military officer, was quite famous among the older generation. After all, he represented the pride of the military and was so strong that he could crush his peers. He was essentially an instructor mixed in with the cadets.

Seeing that Chief Pang Lai had arrived and that what he said made sense, Feng Li finally agreed to let Ai Jiangtu play.

Cao Le wasn't very interested; since he wasn't going to be the one to play, he naturally wasn't very interested.

Moreover, with this lineup, they completely crushed the opponent.

Looking at the crowd leaving the stage, Mo Fan couldn't help but feel a little itchy and said, "If they don't let me go on stage, how am I supposed to show my skills?"

"Who told you not to be a mind mage? If you were a mind mage, you'd have a chance to make a move every match," Cao Le said, stretching.

"How about I spar with you?" Then, feeling a bit bored, he suggested a friendly match.

"I don't want to! I refuse!"

Mo Fan felt that unless he was out of his mind, he would never fight Cao Le one-on-one.

This is even more powerful than a mere junior cultivator, let alone in a one-on-one fight?

Are you going to use your major to supplement your minor?

"Mo Fan, how can you be so cowardly right now? You need to stand up for yourself! Is your little Mo Fan having a short temper again?" Cao Le said helplessly.

Mo Fan completely ignored him.

Zhao Manyan interjected, "You're not human, who would dare fight you? That would be asking for trouble."

Cao Le pursed his lips, but had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​using him as a practice subject. This kid had learned his lesson after suffering too many losses.

There are many magical arenas in Venice, and these arenas are all unpredictable.

In a different location, the contestants take to the field.