Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

Andros gave a cold laugh and said:

“Theresis is the headmaster of the academy. Your disrespect towards him is another demerit you’re adding to your list!”

"But I'm a very magnanimous teacher. How about this, I heard that you and Niyan are the eldest and second eldest sisters in Class 4, right? Let's make a bet."

Andros glanced at the clock on the wall; it was 10:00 AM, and there was still an hour and a half until the end of class. The time was a bit rushed, but it didn't matter. No matter how much time they had, they couldn't break through his defenses. He said calmly:

"I'm the teacher of the Originium Arts Defense class. Today, I'll show you what defense is all about. From now until the end of get out of class, you two, whether you take turns attacking or team up, use your strongest attacks on me. If you can break through my defense before the end of get out of class, I'll let bygones be bygones. Not only that, I'll give you full marks for this course. How about it?"

Surtr's eyes lit up, as if to verify Andros's words, and she called out with unusual anticipation:

"Teacher, are you telling the truth?"

How pleasant it is to hear that "teacher"! Andros nodded with a beaming smile.

"Of course it's true, but if you fail, you'll have to accept the punishment, for example..."

"No need to say anything, teacher, come on, we won't fail, right Mudrock!" Surtr interrupted him, hastily pulling out Leivatin before he could finish speaking.

Mudstone didn't want to participate in such boring activities. Whether she had to attend classes or fight, she didn't care. She just wanted to lie down peacefully during her rest time and improve her miniaturized clay figurine making.

But Andros's anger, already blazing from being interrupted again, was now uncontrollable. He felt utterly underestimated by these two arrogant students. Without giving Mudrock a chance to retort, he raised his hand to disperse the onlookers, his heavy stone armor suddenly expanding to cover his entire body completely, and he roared furiously:

"Little guy, come at me all at once, let me see the source of your arrogance! Otherwise, I'll give you all zero points!"

“…Sigh.” Mudrock sighed silently, drawing the charged warhammer from his back. Surtr’s face was filled with fighting spirit. With a wave of his hand, flames coiled around his arm, forming a giant flaming sword as tall as a man, as his hair flew!

Andros seemed stunned by the sight before him, his mouth agape as a sudden sense of foreboding washed over him. But out of respect for his teacher, he didn't back down, only his expression became more serious, and his rock armor grew even thicker.

"Okay, let's go, teacher! Watch your defense!"

Surtr shouted a warning. Andros's lips twitched, and he replied, his tone blustering but his voice betraying his fear:

"Stop talking nonsense, come on!"

Surtr chuckled, stepped aside, and pushed Mudrock forward, saying, "Alright, Mudrock, go! Break his armor!"

Mudstone glared through his mask at the culprit who had dragged him into this time-wasting brawl, but his hands didn't stop. He reached out, gripped the hammer, and slammed it heavily on the floor. The deep voice from the voice changer boomed:

"Bloodline of the Filthy Soil—Summon the Colossus!"

A moment later, Andros looked at his empty arm, then at the colossal stone statue that seemed about to smash through the ceiling, opened his mouth, and after a long pause, finally managed to squeeze out a few words:

“That’s…my stone…”

Surtr's queenly declaration then drowned out his murmur: "Lai-wa-ting!"

PS: Weekend gaming time:

Commander Doesn't Want to Be Exposed

Synopsis: During World War III, he transformed into a heretic guardian of the Mind-Ending Device, witnessing the arrival of a new era.

As captain of the Hyperion in the perilous Krupp Sector, he faces the Queen of Blades's billions of Zerg swarms and fearlessly fights against the hybrid army of the God of Darkness.

Faced with the Honkai's intent to destroy human civilization, she commanded the Valkyries to reclaim humanity's hope and end the Honkai threat.

On Rhodes Island, he strategizes and commands the operators who trust him, defeating one powerful opponent after another and bringing new hope to the land of Terra.

As Master, he led the Heroic Spirits through the Singularity, conquered the Lostbelt, confronted the Demon King, and defeated the Alien God.

Now, Yun Li, who has been a commander who has traversed countless battlefields, is exhausted. He no longer wants to fight; he just wants to rest.

However, one day, the commander saw a video—

"The anthem of humanity is the anthem of courage! A salute to the commander who never yielded!"

Subsequently, former confidants came knocking on his door, expressing their reluctance to let the Commander rest properly.

National Day Extra Chapter 42 and Mud Rock's School Bully Journey (5)

"Leivatin!"

Inside the principal's office, Andros exclaimed in a voice tinged with both fear and admiration. When he came to his senses, he realized that all his colleagues around him were staring at him.

He awkwardly lowered his hand, which he had raised high in excitement, glanced at his colleagues around him who were trying not to laugh, grunted twice, and loudly questioned:

"What's wrong? What's wrong? You don't know the pain until you've been hit by Levadin, do you? Who among you is willing to take my place? I'll step down immediately, okay?"

Everyone immediately fell silent. They exchanged glances, their eyes conveying the same message—whoever wants to go can go.

Therese's lips twitched. To be honest, he still had some doubts about Andros's words.

Even if you add another student, could one student have this level of combat power? Judging from Andros's description, he was careless, and the little girl named Mudrock happened to have the rare bloodline of the Earth's Filth, which gave her a natural advantage over warriors like him who manipulate rocks as defense. That's why he was caught off guard and lost the battle.

While it may sound unbelievable, it's not entirely impossible. Throughout history, countless people have weathered storms only to inexplicably stumble and fall. Given Andros's pride, losing to a group of students would be incredibly humiliating, so it's not impossible that he would exaggerate to create an atmosphere of "it's not that the teacher wasn't trying, it's just that the students have Gundams."

Leaving that aside for now, Therese steadied herself and asked:

"and then?"

Andros stared blankly at Theresis.

And then? Then I was caught in a pincer attack by Levadin and the Rock Colossus, and almost died there. What else do you want to hear? The detailed account of how a great demon like me was beaten up by two little brats?

To be honest, if Andros hadn't been so thick-skinned, and if Mudrock and Surtr hadn't been so ruthless as to actually unleash a combo attack in the school, he might have ended up in the principal's office in a wheelchair to resign.

The war with Lateran hadn't taken his life, but unexpectedly, just teaching for two weeks almost resulted in his relatives and friends having a feast. Andros was increasingly frightened by the thought, and hearing Theresis's nonchalant "And then?" made him feel insulted. He glared at Theresis, pouted, and turned to leave.

He'd made up his mind. Money and resources could be earned back; they had long lifespans, and with a little thrift, they could always find more. But once life was gone, it was truly gone. If Theresis didn't agree to his transfer request today, he'd simply resign. At worst, he'd just continue scavenging in the wilderness and ruins—better than death.

Seeing his resolute departure, Theresis felt a little embarrassed. He didn't know if he had said something wrong or touched a nerve with Andros, which made the rugged mountain troll show such a wronged and unbearable pout.

I don't know why, but my conscience suddenly started to hurt.

But as the principal and chairman of the committee, Therese certainly couldn't show any regret here. He straightened his expression, glanced at the other teachers still crammed into the office, and said:

"What about you? You also don't want to teach Class Four?"

“It’s not that I don’t want to teach, it’s that I really can’t. Unless you separate those two students and form a class, otherwise if they’re there, you won’t need to hire any teachers in the field of Originium Arts. Hiring them as teachers would be enough.”

A helpless female voice came from the crowd. Therese looked in the direction of the voice and said:

"I remember you, heir of the Banshee race. Although your mother ultimately chose the rising star Logos as the next Banshee Queen, your talent and strength are absolutely top-tier among the Banshees. I believe that if you were to teach seriously, with your magical prowess, you would definitely..."

A somewhat ethereal and alluring banshee sighed, shook her head, and interrupted, "I was hit by a mudstone colossus (high magic resistance)."

Therese paused, her gaze shifting to the carrion eater standing beside the banshee, and said hopefully:

"And what about you? The king of carrion king's capable general, I remember you once used your body to block a volley of fire from the wheeled musketeers for your chieftain on the battlefield. Although you were injured and had to retire because of it, your extensive combat experience and the physique of a carrion can't be inferior to the so-called stone man, can they?"

The scavenger whose name was called awkwardly turned aside, as if to avoid Theresis's gaze, and hurriedly replied:

“I was burned by Levadin (ignoring antifungal drugs).”

Therese was somewhat embarrassed. He searched the crowd, and finally spotted someone who could be seen as a glimmer of hope. He slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and said:

"Then you certainly can! Any physical harm is futile against you, Great Lich Roland!"

The lich waved his hand, as if to say, "I can't do it."

Therese, unwilling to give up, asked:

"What's wrong? Were you hit by a stone golem too?"

"No?"

"You were also burned by Levadin?"

"None?"

Therese couldn't understand: "Then why can't you?"

The lich Roland gave Theresis a mysterious look, and after confirming that he seemed to really know nothing, he slowly said:

“We liches are masters of the spiritual realm. If I were to teach, I could only start with the spiritual realm.”

“I’ve seen those two girls. Their souls bear the marks of someone else, marks I can’t erase. This means the person who gave them that power and left the mark is far, far stronger than me. Have you ever seen a hyena steal a lion’s prey?”

Therese's expression darkened. How did this involve the spiritual realm?

Considering that Surtr and Mudrock belonged to Victoria, and given the mark left by a mental sorcerer far more powerful than a lich, he naturally thought of his sister, the unparalleled strongest in the field of mental Originium Arts in the modern era—[Demon Lord] Theresia.

Are Surtr and Mudrock her people?

Indeed, if that's the case, then everything seems to make sense.

Surtr, who at a young age could wield the power of fragments of gods, and Mudrock, who possessed the rare bloodline of the Filthy Soil but had never been discovered by the outside world, and his perfectly coordinated combination spells, which could even defeat many members of the Military Council.

This series of anomalies becomes normal when you add the "Demon King" behind them.

Could these two be Theresa's trusted lieutenants, the ones she's grooming and planning to use in the future?

Therese had a sudden thought; he realized he needed to meet the two girls in person.

If possible, poach them! It would be such a waste to give these two formidable talents to my sister who doesn't like fighting!

National Day Extra Chapter 42 and Mud Rock's School Bully Journey (6)

Therese believed that people in this world are only after fame and fortune. As long as the money, the fame, the benefits, and the salary are sufficient, there's no fear that people won't be tempted or that they won't betray you. This is especially true for young girls like Surtr and Mudrock, whose resolve is not yet firm. They are barely a hundred years old combined, and time hasn't given them enough experience to develop the ideals and beliefs that can resist all temptations.

What Theresa can give, Theresis can give as well; what Theresa cannot give, Theresis can still provide. Theresa may restrain their warlike nature as Sarkaz, granting them immense power but also imposing various sanctions and constraints. But Theresis will not. He will make the most of every Sarkaz individual, including Surtr and Mudrock. He will satisfy their fighting spirit, training them into the strongest warriors, so they can fight for the great Sarkaz nation!

But Therese clearly overlooked the fact that teenage girls are far more naive than he had imagined...

“Miss Surtr, and Miss Mudrock, please have a seat.”

Inside the principal's office, Therese smiled and pointed to the seats that had been arranged in advance, inviting Surtr and Mudrock to sit down for the time being.

Surtr's expression was relaxed, showing no sign of panic at receiving the principal's message suddenly. Instead, she looked around curiously, comparing the office setting to the one in Wayne's bedroom in her mind. In contrast, Mudrock's state was somewhat intriguing to Theresis. Even facing him, Mudrock showed no intention of removing her gravity armor. Theresis lacked his sister Theresa's emotional perception abilities, so he couldn't observe Mudrock's expression beneath her mask. Since sitting down, Mudrock had remained motionless, like a turtle, silent and unlike Surtr, not looking around. If it weren't for the occasional breathing sounds coming from the voice changer, Theresis would have suspected that Mudrock had simply installed a stone golem inside her armor and impersonated her.

In reality, Mudrock simply didn't want to talk to anyone. She didn't want to take off her armor, partly out of long-standing habit, and partly because her mild social anxiety made her completely unwilling to reveal her true face to anyone except Wayne and Surtr, who had already seen her. Especially Theresis in front of her; although the man was smiling, he gave Mudrock an inherently uncomfortable feeling.

How should I put it? He's like a ruthless mercenary leader, the kind who will completely drain his mercenaries and then discard them.

Rather than dealing with him, Mudrock would prefer to write a self-criticism or something, and then go back to the classroom to continue sculpting his figurines, so that he could give Prince Wayne a gift when he came to pick him up.

After observing Surtr and Mudrock for a while, Theresis had a general idea of ​​their personalities and then spoke:

"Do you two know why I summoned you here?"

"I know!" Surtr said straightforwardly, "It's to give us full marks, right? That teacher promised us!... Mudrock, why are you pulling me?"

Surtr glanced strangely at Mudrock beside him, who rolled his eyes and sighed helplessly.