The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"Never mind, I'm already satisfied with your kind intentions." Adele smiled with relief, abandoning her earlier plan.

“You only had six months left to graduate anyway. It’s really not a good look to drop out of St. Freya Academy just for that little bit of time.”

"Without your assistance, how could I possibly deal with that monster, Dimir?" Her tone was full of trust.

"Everything is as Your Highness wishes." Schuster bowed slightly, then asked, "How does Your Highness intend to handle the matter of Sigurd?"

“I’m partly responsible for Sigurd’s current state. I promised Count Rafner that I would groom him as a trusted confidant. But I was so focused on the Griffin Battle that we were caught off guard and attacked.” Edel took the blame.

Although Edel hated Alandre to the core, she did not believe that he was the one who gave the cursed armor to Sigurd.

This old man cherishes his reputation and wouldn't do something that would bring trouble upon himself.

“Your Highness is not like Dimirli, who is about to graduate. There is no rush to train a successor for the class leader. Besides, Sigurd’s temperament still needs time to be honed,” Schuster advised.

“But the results proved us wrong.” Adele said in a cold voice, “The Rafna family entrusted their heir to me out of gratitude to the country. Now that the heir has become a cripple, I must give them an explanation.”

"Later, go and visit Sigurd in my stead, and try to get the origin of that cursed equipment from him," Edel instructed.

“Yes, sir,” Schuster replied.

"How's the individual competition going for the first-year students?" Edel suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question.

“The kingdom’s representative, River, has just been eliminated by Felix and will compete for the championship against the winner between Vena and Listy,” Schuster reported.

"This is good news; at least Adramra will not return to the kingdom's hands."

Upon hearing this, Adele's expression finally relaxed a little.

As long as Adramura doesn't fall into the hands of the kingdom, there's still a chance to salvage the situation.

Even if it comes at a greater cost, she will get Admira back.

The Laughna family has already sacrificed an heir for this relic; they must at least ensure that Sigurd can bring the relic back to the family.

“Vina, Lisette, Felix…” Edel murmured the three names.

At this point, the Silver Wolf Class has already secured the championship.

As for who will ultimately win the championship, it's simply a matter of their own decision.

"I suddenly have a feeling that Venus might be the one to win..."

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"Where's the goods?"

Vina reached out her hand to Anna, asking for it.

Not only are they freeloaders, but they also take advantage of others for free, which is truly infuriating.

"Here you go." Anna shoved a short sword into Viner's hand with a look of disgust, then complained, "Instead of comforting a girl who was just eliminated and is feeling down, you actually made her run errands."

"Don't you think you're going a bit too far, Venere?"

“It is indeed a bit much,” Wiener admitted, “but at this point, all I want is for you to help me.”

“You—” Anna was initially touched, but when she thought about what Venere had asked her to prepare, her mood immediately soured.

"So, how does Mr. Vina plan to repay my daughter?"

"I'll owe you for now." Viner was shameless; he took the things and ran off. "I'll think about it, or you can think about it yourself."

The arena for the final four had already been prepared, and the referees began to remind the contestants to step onto the stage.

He really didn't have time to continue guessing the riddle with Anna.

"I want that pouch from last time, make me a new one!" Anna called out to Vina's retreating figure, her tone tinged with helplessness.

With her back to Anna, Viner gave an "OK" sign from a distance before stepping into the ring.

When Jessica announced the start of the match, Viner quickly raised his hands, seemingly intending to surrender.

"I won't allow you to admit defeat."

Lisette seemed to have guessed what Venus was thinking and preemptively launched a veto.

“Aren’t you just making things difficult for me?” Venere casually placed her hand on the back of her head, switching the position with remarkable ease. “Why would I fight back?”

“But I’ve been waiting for this day to rightfully teach you a lesson for a long time,” Lisette said with a kind smile. “Felix told me that you think Teacher Tilissa is prettier than me?”

"He's spouting nonsense! That's definitely not what I said!" Viner was furious.

Felix had only been out of his sight for a few seconds, and he had already sold out so cleanly. This was outrageous!

We really need to find him a father figure.

"So that means you said it, right?" Lisette keenly grasped the key point in the words.

"Actually, you don't need to rush. In two years, you will definitely not lose to—"

Just as Venus was about to defend herself, she was completely interrupted by Lisette's next sentence.

"Let me remind you, although the audience can't hear what we're saying here, the teachers and senior students can hear it in countless ways. I advise you to be careful with your words."

"...So I really can't give up?"

Cold sweat broke out on Wiener's forehead.

The oppressive feeling that Lisette, in her jealous state, evoked in him far surpassed that of the ten pieces of the Calamity Armor.

"Not until I've vented my anger."

Lisette's lips curled up slightly, as if she were...pleased?

Chapter 306 Rikka: Is it my fault?

Let's rewind to before the competition began.

"hehe-?"

Felix hummed a melodious tune softly, pacing lightly along the edge of the ring, his mood as bright as the warm spring sun.

This made Lisette, who was already a little nervous because of the postponement of the competition, curious.

"Why are you suddenly so happy, Felix?"

She remembered that when Felix first stepped down, he looked anxious and worried about being blamed for breaking something, but Venere quickly made him feel better.

Lisette couldn't help but sigh inwardly, realizing that Venus understood Felix all too well.

Whether you coax them or deliberately provoke them, it only takes a few words.

“Of course there’s good news,” Felix replied happily.

"What good news is it?" Lisette asked patiently.

What do you think of Master?

Felix's answer was somewhat irrelevant, but Lisette didn't mind and instead began to think about the question seriously.

"Teacher Tilissa is wise, mature, and very gentle with her own people. She is also a rare beauty. It is my good fortune to have her as my teacher."

Listy's comments revealed a hint of admiration; in Tilissa, she saw the person she aspired to become.

"Right, you also think Master is very beautiful, right?"

Lisette's answer made Felix's smile even wider, inadvertently revealing what was a death knell for someone.

“We both think that the teacher is the most beautiful person we have ever seen.”

"Wina really said that?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Felix."

Never compliment another girl on her looks in front of a girl.

From behind is not an option either.

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Primarily driven by a desire to vent her anger, Lisette did not employ any complex magic, but instead repeatedly and continuously fired the most basic and lowest-level magic missiles.

However, with her magical power far exceeding that of normal students, even this basic magic missile released an effect like dazzling starlight.

This is also inseparable from Wiener's cooperation.

Knowing he was in the wrong, he had no intention of retaliating. He simply nimbly jumped and sidestepped at the far end of the ring, narrowly avoiding Lisette's attacks.

Not everyone can unleash such outrageous sword energy as Felix.

In this kind of mid-range combat, the means available to warriors are far fewer than those available to spellcasters.

At this point, the puppet should have stepped forward to entangle and restrict the opponent's movements, but Rikka stood motionless in place.

The young couple were just fooling around, and for a puppet to run up and interfere was a bit too presumptuous.

It's not Felix.

Having already seen through everything, Rikka lowered her head and began silently counting the floor tiles on the arena, patiently waiting for her two masters to resolve their dispute on their own.

When they reached the forty-eighth floor tile, Wiener finally spoke.

"Isn't that enough to vent your anger?"

"Then let me hit you once!"

Anger doesn't just disappear; it accumulates like a snowball.

"That won't do. It wouldn't be good if you felt bad about it."

Vina still had that same annoying look on her face.

“Who would—feel sorry for someone like you!” Lisette said angrily.

“Okay then, but since I’ll feel pain if I get hit, that option is out too,” Viner said honestly.

"...Fine, go ahead and keep dodging if you dare." Lisette laughed angrily, her movements changing as a new spell condensed at her fingertips.

Clearly, she wasn't going to let this go without teaching Vena a lesson.

"Either you attack seriously, or you let me hit you and calm down. There is no third option!"

"Alright, alright, I'll come over then," Viner said helplessly.

"late!"

Listy waved her hand, and a hurricane suddenly rose up on the stage, blowing towards Vina.

Even if Wiener reacted quickly, how could he possibly contend with this invisible, intangible, and ever-changing wind?

The hurricane's force nearly swept Viner off the ring, forcing him to exert all his strength and struggle forward against the heavy wind pressure.

Ha, still pretending.

Lisette looked at Venus, who was struggling to walk in the strong wind, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

This hurricane was entirely formed from her profound magic. It could transform into an incomparably sharp wind scythe or spread out wildly like this, covering the entire arena and forming a domain of wind.

Within this realm, everything is under Lisette's control.

Whether it's harming enemies or sensing changes in the surroundings, it's all as easy as using one's own arm, doing whatever one pleases.

Although Wiener put on a convincing act, he had a fatal flaw.

That is, he was clearly breaking through the wind to move forward, but the wind passing through "Vina" was not hindered in the slightest.

Conversely, not far to her right, although there was nothing there, she could clearly feel additional resistance.

Don't underestimate me!

Without hesitation, Lisette unleashed the shattering sonic wave she had been gathering for a long time toward her right side.

"boom!"

A dull voice sounded.

Rikka scratched her head, completely confused, not understanding why she would be beaten by her master just for standing to the side.

"You need to grow up a bit more before people will respect you."

Vena's slightly mocking voice suddenly rang out from behind Lisette, like a sudden gust of wind.