Your notoriety is known to everyone.

He slowly opened his arms, a smile on his face, and declared:

"The time has come! The hunt begins!"

Chapter 55: Holy Son! We succeeded! (Two in one)

After passing the magic circle at the end of the corridor, the first-year students all found themselves in a jungle.

Thick and tall trees are densely arranged, and the lush branches and leaves filter the sunlight, leaving only a few spots.

In this dense green, sporadic bird calls can occasionally be heard, echoing among the tree trunks.

The classmates who had entered the magic circle with them were no longer around, leaving only one person standing alone on the forest path.

Walk along the path, and if you are lucky you will soon encounter a competition mission.

Because it is an assessment for students who have just enrolled for one month, most of the tasks are not very difficult. They can basically be divided into completing spells, picking potion materials, carving the magic circle given in the question, defeating a low-level monster, etc.

Occasionally there are some tasks that require two or three people to work together, but the chance of them appearing is very low, and most people will not encounter them even after walking for a long time.

When they complete several tasks and accumulate enough points, they will receive an invitation letter to prove that they are qualified to enter the second stage of the competition.

Students who do not receive an invitation letter will be directly sent out of the competition venue after the deadline.

According to such rules, the first decision that students who participate in the competition for the first time think of is to complete as many tasks as possible and qualify to enter the next stage.

In addition, due to the nature of the mission, even if you meet a good friend, few people will choose to travel together.

However, this did not include the students of the Demon King Academy. When they saw the mission point, they ignored it and kept running around looking for their classmates.

When the number of people reaches three or more, their behavior patterns will change immediately. Whenever they see students from other schools, they will begin to release long-range attack magic at the same time without saying a word.

Most of the students studied the most basic energy-shaping magic during this month in order to consolidate and improve their control over the four elements.

In other words, the vast majority of students are glass cannons and do not have many defensive skills.

Most of the students who had learned defensive magic in their spare time did not even have time to react, and were sent out of the competition venue with a look of surprise on their faces by the rising magical light.

"Dean Idrul, is this how you, the first-year students of Hilmi House, greet each other?"

A middle-aged mentor wearing a gray magic robe asked Idrul beside him with a puzzled look on his face.

All of Saint Herte's mentors were sitting in the grandstand boxes. Looking down from here, they could just get a clear view of the proportional projection of the entire competition venue.

"Probably..." Idrul was silent for a moment, then replied in a complicated tone.

At this moment, he was looking at the projection of the competition on the arena. He saw that the number of students from the Demon King's Academy gathered was increasing as time went by. Their behavior was like a swarm of hungry locusts passing through. Any student from his academy who just appeared in the sight of these students would be immediately bombarded with several spells.

"According to the vice-president's explanation just now, the rules of this competition should not have changed, right?

"You can only get 200 points by expelling a student, but if you complete a task normally, you can get between 150 and 300 points. And after you expel a student, you can't transfer the points they got to yourself, right?"

The instructor seemed unable to bear his doubts and continued to ask.

He really couldn't understand the behavior of the Hilmi Academy students that was harmful to others and not beneficial to themselves. After all, time was limited, and the idea of ​​expelling most of the students and then completing the mission peacefully was simply impossible to put into practice.

"That should be the case...but doesn't this also show that our students are united and act in an orderly manner?"

Idrul stroked his beard a few times and replied perfunctorily that he himself did not really understand what was going on in these students' minds.

As he finished speaking, the large group of students from the Demon King Academy who had just gathered seemed to have some kind of dispute, and then split into groups of three or four, and dispersed from their original positions in the blink of an eye.

“Is this what you call unity…?”

The middle-aged mentor was silent for a moment, then pointed in a direction in the field and asked in confusion.

There were four students from the Demon King Academy who had just separated from the team. They crawled in the bushes for a while and saw a student from the Holy Maiden Academy who was carving a magic circle. Two of them immediately released water spells, and the other two released fire spells. Four elemental torrents overlapped and collided, producing a large amount of hot steam, which rushed towards the student from the Holy Maiden Academy.

Idrull watched the victim of the ambush scream and wail in the steam, and when he withdrew from the competition in pain, he just smiled awkwardly and stroked his beard, forcing an explanation: "They followed different chiefs, so they probably regarded each other as competitors."

The middle-aged mentor opened his mouth to argue something, but because there were too many things he could argue with, he fell into silence.

Similar topics not only arose among the instructors, but students of all grades in the audience also had continuous discussions and analyses on this issue, but none of them could find a more reasonable explanation.

Rogers, the instigator of all this, was now leisurely strolling along the forest path and did not take the initiative to do any task.

At the beginning, when he met students from other colleges, they would put on a show and greet him politely.

As time went by, the students he met later would only have fear on their faces when they saw him, and would turn around and run away the moment they met him.

Gradually, the lone walkers who were once common began to walk in groups of three or four. They walked with great caution and constantly used wind magic to sweep the surrounding grass, without any mercy on their magic power.

Rogers looked at the two students in front of him, whose faces were covered with burns and whose bodies were wet, and who turned around and fled in a panic, and he couldn't help but nod slightly.

It seems that the guys following me performed quite well.

From the beginning, he never intended to expel most people, but simply intended to create an atmosphere of competition with mutual distrust.

Anyone who has been attacked by students from the Demon King Academy will certainly not only be wary of the Demon King Academy, but also of the entire Hilmi Academy. Their nerves will gradually become more and more tense, and they will completely lose the mentality to complete their mission with peace of mind.

He could clearly foresee that students who were unable to complete their tasks but were eager to enter the second stage of the competition would be forced to choose the only option, which was to expel students from other schools cleanly to obtain credits.

In the end, the entire atmosphere of the competition will be completely reversed. In this way, the Demon King's Court, which has been carrying out the expulsion operation from the beginning, will not suffer too much loss.

Because pretty soon everyone's behavior patterns will become exactly the same.

"How's the situation on the road?" Rogers stopped and looked at Elena who was walking on the path beside him, and asked curiously.

"Thanks for what you did. I have already encountered two attacks from different houses, and I have also seen quite a few students from different houses chasing and casting spells on each other."

Elina bent her fingers to push the hair behind her ears, her tone full of complaints towards Rogers, but there was no sign of her being affected by the curse.

"Has it developed to this point now? Alas, it seems that the time we have spent together is still too short, and we have not been able to establish a solid friendship between classmates." Rogers sighed and shook his head, then continued to walk forward.

Perhaps because of his notoriety, all the students who saw him chose to turn around and run away, so he was unable to truly understand the specific situation at the moment.

Ignoring his pretentious attitude, Elina followed his steps and walked side by side with him, then continued:

"I helped Lufia complete two tasks and also helped her expel four students. After that, I let her withdraw from the competition on her own initiative."

"That girl didn't ask much?" Rogers said after hearing this.

“No, she was very obedient and only said that she would become stronger in the future.

"I guess she thought the current competition atmosphere was getting more dangerous, so I advised her to leave. We've also encountered people who made the same choice on the road." Elina replied calmly.

Rogers nodded and said no more, and the two of them walked quietly together under the shade of the tree.

The breeze blew through the forest, bringing a hint of fresh air while also constantly ruffling the hair of the two.

If it weren't for the occasional noises of running coming from not far away, it would not seem like they were participating in a competition, but more like a group hiking together.

Only when an old tree that could be hugged by eight people came into view did Rogers stop and slowly said, "We're here."

At the foot of the tree there was a cluster of unusually bright mushrooms, growing out from between the tangled roots.

Their hats are a dazzling deep purple that emits an alluring shimmer, and the edges of the hats follow the lines of light gold.

“The juice of the magic-eating mushroom is highly versatile and can be added to the preparation of many types of magic potions.

“Just be careful when picking it, because when it is damaged or encounters strong external force, it will actively spray spores.

"These spores will attach to the skin of living beings and constantly absorb their energy and magic. In serious cases, they will become like him."

After Rogers finished explaining to Elina, he glanced at a student from Morost Academy who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and gasping for breath.

The other person had brown-gray curly hair and a ferocious look on his freckled face. At this moment, he was constantly scratching the exposed skin with both hands, moaning in pain and making teeth grinding sounds.

When the spores of the Demon-Eating Mushroom drain your energy and magic power, it feels like millions of tiny bugs are crawling on your skin, causing an extremely itchy feeling.

"Picking the Demon-Eating Mushrooms will only earn you 300 points at most. What do you want to do here?" Elena frowned slightly and thought. She didn't think that Rogers took her so far just to pick mushrooms.

"Who said I'm here to pick mushrooms? I'm actually here to save people." Rogers raised his fingers and shook them twice, looking very righteous.

"It turns out that there are more ways to earn points than just mission points. You can also help classmates in distress?" Elena said suddenly.

"Am I so terrible in your eyes?" Rogers sighed in great disappointment.

"If there wasn't a student lying here, you would definitely try to grab one from the surrounding area first, right?"

Elina sneered, then she raised her slender hand slightly, and a magical power carrying the wind element rushed towards the man, washing away the spores on the other person's body in an instant.

At the same time, her badge also trembled slightly, indicating the arrival of two hundred points.

"So you know the characteristics of this Demon-Eating Mushroom." Rogers pinched his chin and observed the other party's operation.

"You are not the only one who can preview the knowledge for next semester, Chief." Elena glanced at Rogers and said lightly.

After rescuing each other, they both tacitly agreed not to leave immediately, but waited quietly for the other to wake up.

When Rivers felt the extremely itchy feeling on his skin disappear, he tried to raise his weak eyes, only to see a silver-haired boy wearing the Hilmi Institute uniform standing next to him.

"Lord... Chief."

When he saw the person's face clearly, he felt his scalp tighten and he opened his mouth to speak in a weak and trembling voice.

At this moment, the scene when Derek asked him for credits emerged in his mind. He didn't expect that only a few days later, he would meet Rogers himself in the competition.

But as he gradually realized the current situation, he asked hopefully, "Did you save me just now?"

"Yes, don't be afraid. Although we are in a competition, we are classmates after all, and it is our duty to help each other." Rogers slowly squatted down, with a kind smile on his lips, and said softly.

"Thank you..." Rivers couldn't help but reveal a look of shame on his face when he heard that. His lips moved, and just when he was about to sincerely apologize for making money in the name of Rogers, he heard a gentle request that sounded like it came from hell.

"Well, can you show me how you picked that bunch of mushrooms?"

Rogers grabbed Rivers by the collar of his robe and dragged him to the front of the Demon-Eating Mushroom, staring at him expectantly.

After seeing that the competition venue was not much different from the plot copy in the game, he immediately thought of this place.

After all, compared to running around solving problems, saving people from danger can give him a greater sense of accomplishment.

Rivers stared blankly at Rogers, who had a gentle smile on his face, and a chill ran down his spine. He seemed to have foreseen what would happen to him next.

Rather than going back and forth between being awake and itching, he would rather choose to keep itching, because after itching to a certain extent, his brain would enter a state of confusion and he would not feel so uncomfortable.

"Could you please be quicker?" Rogers looked a little impatient. If he hadn't known that a live broadcast was being projected and he had to be polite, he would have pressed the other person's face against the magic mushroom.

"I... I'll do it." Rivers agreed to this outrageous request with a grim expression. After Rogers walked a few steps away, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and stretched out his trembling right hand towards the magic mushroom.

As long as you obtain one thousand credits, you will receive an invitation to enter the second stage.

But after achieving their goal, Rogers and Elina did not stop helping Rivers, and they continued to work tirelessly to rescue each other.

It was not until a bell rang from deep in the jungle that Rivers was driven out of the competition venue surrounded by magical light.

"The real competition is coming..."

Rogers whispered, looking up at the sky which was getting darker and darker. Several dark purple lines were interweaving back and forth on the sky, outlining strange and extremely blasphemous symbols and graphics.

At the same time, several deep purple streams of light were reflected in his monocle. As the light got closer, a sweet and alluring cry came:

"Sir, we have successfully stripped the competition venue!"

Chapter 56: Sending You to See the Gods (Two in One)

"I'm sorry, I always underestimated you."

Before the light came, Elena heard the shouting and apologized to Rogers with a guilty look on her face.

"You know me. I have never been willing to do anything bad. The current situation has nothing to do with me."

Rogers's face darkened, and he accused the other party of the shameful slander hidden behind his words in a very wronged tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, six figures in black robes and hoods appeared in front of him one after another.

The six men were of different heights, different heights, different weights, and different thinness, all wearing holeless copper masks in the shape of animals.

They are hyena, jackal, mouse, monkey, goat and rabbit.

Their hands and forearms that stretched out from their black robes were all wrapped in layers of white cloth, as if their skin could not see the light.

"Are you...Monterroy?" Rogers looked at the man wearing a rabbit mask and vaguely leading the group and asked.

"That's not my real identity. You can call me Melusie now."

Melusie walked forward slowly. Her voice was soft, and every note trembled gently. Every syllable flowed delicately, just as sweet as honey, flowing into Rogers' ears.

The black robe she wore was tighter than the others, outlining her tender, youthful curves.

"Where is the real Montroy?" Rogers asked.

At this moment, he was secretly activating the [Enlightenment Special] and quickly recalling various game texts through a monocle, but he could not find any trace of the name "Melluci".

In the original story, this "Mellucie" always appeared in the shape of Montroy, and there was no change even at the end of the copy.