Dark Duel, as the chairman, I have no choice but to take part in it myself!

You Xian, whose appearance had returned to his original form, nodded slightly and smiled at the loyal subordinate in front of him.

The man bowed deeply to You Xian.

"It's all I should do. Thank you for your praise."

From beginning to end, his eyes never drifted to the giant dragon behind You Xian. Even though it looked so ferocious and exuded a terrifying sense of oppression, it did not move him at all.

His chairman is invincible, and even the most powerful beings have to be inferior to the chairman - he is extremely convinced of this.

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As the switch in the office was turned on, the warm light immediately dispelled the dark night and made everything bright.

The furnishings in the room appear more refined under the soft lighting, and the classical furniture exudes a faint wood fragrance.

The ancient books and documents on the bookshelf looked even more mysterious and fascinating against the backdrop of the night. The wick of the chandelier trembled slightly, making a slight tremor, as if it was a tiny heart beating in the office.

Although You Xian had been away for a long time, the office was still kept clean because it had always been in use.

You Xian sat back in his seat, turned on the kettle as usual, pointed to the chair in front of him, and said to Firkin, "Sit down."

If calculated by time, it should be time to get off work now, but considering the urgency of the matter, You Xian still took Firkin to discuss the message he had sent him before.

As for the White Realm Lost Dragon, it saw that You Xian still had things to do so it quickly turned back into a card and started slacking off.

After pouring a cup of hot tea for himself and Firkin in front of him, Youxian put down the kettle and spoke:

"Tell me, what's going on? When will the so-called examiner arrive?"

Firkin looked at the tea in front of him with a bit of embarrassment. It was inconvenient for him to drink the tea prepared by Youxian for him with the mask on, but he didn't want to disobey Youxian's invitation, so he was awkward for a moment.

Take off the mask? No way, absolutely not!

After thinking for a long time, Firkin finally put the matter aside and concentrated on answering the questions from Youxian.

"Three days later, we received the news three days later, and..."

At the end, his tone became a little strange.

"And what?"

"And the number of people coming this time may be far more than just the examiner. The people sent by the Duelist Council have far exceeded the standard. I doubt whose idea this so-called examination came from, and who approved those accompanying personnel."

"That's it?"

You Xian did not seem too flustered by the news.

When his strength reaches a certain level, a simple round-robin battle will no longer have an impact on him. Moreover, he is not under any pressure from the Pearl Tears Lamentation Clan. If they want to use human wave tactics against him, he can just kill one at a time, or two at a time.

"No, of course it's not just that. The key is that the leading examiners are two chairman-level figures, and they also brought some master-level duelists."

Perhaps to prevent You Xian from misunderstanding, he quickly added:

"I am not questioning your strength. You and the Pearl Tear Sorrow Tribe are undoubtedly invincible, but there are too many of them, and I doubt whether they are really just here for the 'assessment'."

"Come with a group..."

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, You Xian looked at the smooth table and fell into deep thought.

Although You Xian is no longer the same person as before, according to the procedure, he is still the "temporary chairman". Therefore, he must pass the assessment before he can be promoted.

However, according to the rules, there is still at least half a year before the assessment of the chairman himself or the assessment of the Duel Academy.

This is just like Sophia and Iris will not be evaluated until at least next winter after becoming the presidents. This one-year period is given to the new presidents to adjust and adapt.

Therefore, if the procedure is followed, it would be "illegal" for these examiners to come to him at this time.

But they still got the approval of the Duelist Council, and even brought a large number of "examiners", which seemed to be an intention to bring You Xian down immediately.

Although this was only an assessment for himself and did not include an assessment for Shenghua, You Xian had every reason to suspect that someone in the Duelist Council was targeting him.

Maybe it was not just directed at himself but also at the place where he was sitting?

"It seems that some people are panicking because I am too active."

You Xian put down the cup in his hand and smiled disdainfully:

"Don't worry, these people won't pose much of a threat to us. I will make sure they are well-prepared."

"Okay, Master Youxian."

Firkin had no doubt about You Xian's words and nodded immediately.

Lord Yuxian is invincible, so he can do anything! For Filkin, this is undoubtedly an iron rule.

"So, what about the bald eagle? You said you found a clue about her?"

Because Youxian has too much control over Shenghua, there have never been any dark duelists in Shenghua. The only one who can be confirmed is this Miss Bald Eagle.

It is certain that her target is You Xian herself, but she has been hiding in Shenghua for so long and still shows no signs of taking any action.

This fellow called 'Eagle' was so cautious that You Xian had not been able to find any clues about her.

The only thing that is clear is that she is a female and a member of the group Floating with the Wind, and her status is slightly higher than that of the toucan Firkin. Apart from that, nothing else is known.

Sometimes Youxian wondered if this guy had given up the mission and left Shenghua. And now, after he left Shenghua, Firkin actually found a clue?

Does this guy actually have the talent of a famous detective?

"Master Youxian, perhaps you misunderstood something..."

Seeing that Youxian's eyes were getting brighter and brighter as he looked at him, Firkin subconsciously shrank his neck.

"In fact, I didn't find her whereabouts. It was only because of some loopholes she left behind that I discovered her origins."

"origin?"

"Yes, I accidentally found her when I was communicating with the bald eagle and the emperor penguin. Although she ran away in the end, I found this."

As Filkin said this, he placed a dark blue badge right under Youxian's light.

The badge is deep blue, like the stars in the night sky, bright and mysterious. The edge of the blue precious metal is inlaid with exquisite silver lines, forming a complex and gorgeous pattern, as if it is a long-standing memory, carved by time.

"Is this...the school emblem?"

You Xian picked up the badge and rubbed it twice with his right hand, and his expression became a little strange.

This pattern, if he remembered correctly, was clearly the emblem of the destroyed Ritual Academy.

And this is not just an ordinary school emblem. Judging from its texture and pattern, it is clearly something that only the core members of the Ritual Academy can possess.

But why would a bald eagle that swims with the wind carry this thing?

Now that the Ritual Academy has been destroyed for a long time, this kind of badge is extremely rare in the outside world. If it is put on the auction house, it can even be sold at a sky-high price.

"It seems you recognized it too."

Filkin nodded steadily and continued, "I doubt the bald eagle has anything to do with the Ritual Academy."

Chapter 171: Sophia must be a spy for the Shining Assembly!

In the darkness, a girl in a teacher's uniform opened her clear eyes.

"Where is this?"

She looked around in a daze, but everything around her, no matter from which angle she looked at it, did not look like a scene that should appear in the real world.

The distant and cold starlight was still twinkling in the night sky, but there was only a dark void around the girl.

The dark and flat land stretched forward and finally disappeared above the ground line at the edge of sight.

In this lonely world, she seemed to be the only one, isolated on the edge of time and space. Everything around her seemed to gradually blur, as if it was a dream that could not be escaped. Her breathing became heavy, as if the burden on her heart made it difficult for her to breathe.

Is this a dream? But can dreams really be this real?

She looked at her slender little hands through the faint starlight, as if trying to find the flaws in this dream through observation.

But the cold and endless oppression still imprisoned this lonely girl - at least the feeling she had at this moment was indeed extremely real.

Soon, the surroundings began to change rapidly. The endless nothingness in front of her was no longer there. Instead, there was a building that could be called magnificent - it was a magnificent and towering castle, just like the palace of the devil in the story.

The castle gate was like the throat of an ancient beast. Although it was tightly closed, a faint blue light leaked through the gap.

The castle's outline becomes clearer as light and shadow interweave. Its spires soar into the sky, as if touching the stars. The castle's architecture is full of medieval charm, with delicate carvings and intricate patterns covering the roof. In the dark, the castle is like a dream palace, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

In the darkness of the void, as if to welcome the girl's arrival, the torches on both sides of the corridor in front of the castle were suddenly lit, and the girl was surrounded by torches burning with faint blue flames.

The light was like a distant star, flickering faintly in the darkness, as if guiding lost souls and the lights on the other side.

"What on earth is going on?"

Looking at the strange scene in front of her, the girl, Iris, who had no idea what was happening, vigilantly equipped the duel disk that appeared on her body at some point on her forearm.

According to her last memory, she should have been sleeping in her room before coming to this place?

In order to deal with the people from the Church and the Duelist Council, as well as managing the Overpowered Academy, she had been "tortured" these days, so she would fall asleep quickly at night.

Fortunately, the giant dragon incident that broke out at Synchro Academy shifted the attention of the church and duelists there, so Hyperion Academy has become somewhat stable recently.

If the last memory is falling asleep...

So is this still a dream? No, this real touch is not so much a dream as it is like she has arrived in another world through a dream.

Or was she transferred here by someone or some being in her sleep?

But the clothes she was wearing were still the ones she wore during the day instead of the pajamas she wore when sleeping, and even all the things she usually carried were with her.

Who was there to help her prepare everything before taking the person away?

Touching the cold stone bricks of the corridor, Iris's doubts grew stronger.

Who on earth was so bored that he would specially give her such a job? If she said that everything was an accident, she would never believe it.

With the boundless starry sky above her head, the girl wandered alone in the night and embarked on her journey to find her future.

Walking carefully through the long corridor, Iris held her deck tightly and kept moving towards the door.

It is not her style to continue waiting there. When encountering problems, she has to take the initiative to solve them.

Even if there are endless dangers and difficulties waiting for her ahead, she can overcome them one by one and then reach her own way home.

What's more, she is not a powerless weakling!

squeak-

Perhaps this castle or the owner of this castle really welcomed her arrival. When she gradually approached the castle gate, the door was slowly pushed open by an invisible force.

The cold wind blew out from inside, but in Iris's eyes, there was still only unclear fog inside.

The faint blue light shining through the crack in the door seemed to change as the door opened, gradually twisting into a dazzling scarlet, as if the interior of the door was not the center of the castle but a boiling pool of blood, and the mist was nothing more than the fog floating above the blood pool.

"Ha, it's just a trick to be mysterious."

The girl was not moved at all by this scene. She continued to move steadily and firmly towards the metal door, like a 'sacrifice' walking into the bloody mouth of a giant beast.

The passage across the corridor was unusually smooth. Although Iris was prepared to be attacked, she did not encounter any opponent.

Just as she saw it, she was the only one in this lonely and empty world, and only the night sky and the stars remained with her.

But the moment she stepped through the door, everything around her changed drastically again.

The cold starry sky disappeared, and what appeared before her was a tall and empty hall, with countless armchairs made of vines and scarlet on both sides.

The arranged armchairs were all filled with people wearing strange clothes. Perhaps because they were startled by the noise made when Iris entered the room, their attention was all focused on Iris.

Higher up, a scarlet scene spread out like ink dripping onto white paper. On the ground, creeping vines crisscrossed like blood vessels, covering the entire space in disorder.

These vines were bright red, like blood flowing, with an unsettling smell. They clung to the walls and ceiling like tentacles, and even entangled with each other, forming a red network structure.

Each vine was covered with tiny blood-red leaves, which swayed gently from time to time, as if playing a sad melody in the blowing wind.

Then the gate behind her disappeared in an instant, and all that remained in that place was a dark and solid barrier, which indicated that her retreat had been cut off.

But Iris had no time to care about the door behind her at this moment - because she saw the real owner of the castle, who was also the culprit who brought her here.

At the top of this scarlet hall, a man sat at the top like a master. His eyes were deep and cold, like the dark night sky, without a trace of emotion that could penetrate, as if he was a cold-blooded king who was not moved by the world.

He was wearing a dark black robe with silver lines on it, which flickered with a faint light and gave off a mysterious aura. There seemed to be a layer of light black mist surrounding him, making his presence even more elusive.

But what is more worrying is that the scarlet vines behind the man that connect the entire hall are like blood vessels that penetrate into the man's body one by one, as if they have merged into this towering building.

However, even though this was only the first time the two sides met, in Iris's eyes this man seemed extremely hateful.

Because in her eyes, this mysterious existence is one of the people who must not be let off according to her rules.