The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　Justin Wayne played exceptionally well, but unfortunately, he didn't manage to skip a level like Diana.

　The second-year student let out a huge sigh of relief the moment he won; he was actually under a lot of pressure.

　After all, we can't let the second graders lose face.

　The following matches, the sixth through eighth, were all duels between second-year students.

　The eighth match, a duel between two second-year students, was particularly intense and exciting, igniting another frenzy.

　It captivated the entire audience.

　Dak watched very attentively and felt that he had learned a lot.

　At the start of the ninth match, he took a short breath and began preparing to go on the court.

　His match is the tenth one, and it's the next one.

　But just as he was about to step back from the window, he suddenly noticed that one of the two contestants who had entered the arena was...

　It turns out to be Angela, a third-year student!

　Her opponent, however, was just a second-year student.

　Although Angelia lacks dueling experience, she is truly formidable.

　Dark still vividly remembers that grueling battle.

　"They're carrying sacks of cash to collect money!"

　And sure enough.

　The ninth match became Angela's personal showcase!

　Once Dark felt the situation was settled, he spoke to Diana and entered the players' tunnel.

　It was just past 9:30, almost exactly the time predicted in the duel notice.

　He walked through the long underground passage to the entrance of the red team's player entrance and handed the player card to the guard.

　Staff at the entrance.

　"Dark Dimon, a first-year student?" the third-year student couldn't help but ask.

　Dark nodded: "It's me."

　The young woman couldn't help but chuckle, "I remember you. Angelia lost to you in the recruitment competition!"

　Dark smiled and said, "Senior, I really hope you'll remember me for some other reason."

　“Okay.” The young lady handed the contestant card back to him, but did not withdraw her fair hand. “Let’s get acquainted. I’m Demi Charlotte, a third-year student at Fool’s House and a classmate of Angelia.”

　Dark reached out and shook her hand: "Hello, Charlotte."

　Demi withdrew her hand and said, "Alright, when Angelia passes by, you have to pretend you don't know me."

　Dark was a little confused; we weren't even that familiar with each other!

　Diana is still the cutest and easiest to understand.

　While waiting, Dark leaned against the wall and continued watching the game.

　Minutes later, he suddenly noticed someone walking out of the players' tunnel across from him.

　"That must be Elsie Kevin."

　Dak recalled the memories in his mind.

　He hadn't paid special attention to upperclassmen, so he wasn't very familiar with this fellow student from a noble academy.

　solution.

　But that didn't stop him from running into him in the common lounge.

　Elsie Kevin is only thirteen years old. She's not bad-looking, just a bit puberty-oriented.

　Minor problems sprouted and grew on his face.

　His behavior was always very proper and he usually appeared in the public lounge with three or four companions.

　Moreover, he has always been the central figure in the small group.

　It is evident that his reputation among the second-year students of the House of Nobles was quite good.

　Dark observed carefully for a while, then suddenly remembered something and turned to Charlotte, asking, "Senior, do you know him?"

　Demi Charlotte glanced at Kevin across from her and casually said, "The previous Crimson Star winner, you shouldn't not recognize me. I remember you were this year's Crimson Star."

　"Ah this!"

　Dark looked away slightly; no wonder Senior Pandora seemed somewhat familiar with his name.

　This means that this Kevin Wen received an award at the Halloween party two years ago!

　Although he ranked first in his grade during the Halloween event, it doesn't necessarily mean that he was the strongest at that time.

　But this undoubtedly affirms his strength.

　At this point, Elsie Kevin is probably no easier to deal with than Angela.

　"I feel like I'm getting fired up!"

　Dak's eyes shone brightly, and his spirit was noticeably different.

　From an indifferent attitude when the assignment was posted, to a little interest last night, and then to a desire to win this morning.

　They remain full of fighting spirit until now.

　Dark's psychology went through several gradual processes.

　He felt he was in good shape.

　At that very moment, Elsie Kevin was also observing this side.

　He is currently in the process of advancing to the next round and originally did not want to get involved in this mess.

　To advance from the rookie tournament to the main tournament, you need to accumulate 100 points and then win three consecutive matches in the qualifying rounds.

　field.

　You earn 10 points for each win and lose 10 points for each loss.

　Kevin wants to hone his skills by entering the main tournament this semester. So he applied for advancement last week and has already won one game, with two more to go.

　He wants to win these two matches decisively and doesn't want any unexpected complications.

　But sometimes, there are things that are hard to refuse.

　Kevin had, after all, joined the Society for the Study of Aristocratic History and benefited greatly from it.

　Both logically and emotionally, we can only follow the president's wishes.

　"Then let's participate."

　He thought to himself, "My opponent is just a first-year student anyway."

　Although this first-year student seems somewhat like a supermodel, he's also among the top students in his class.

　Lie, somewhat confident.

　His inherent aristocratic arrogance made him feel that he was inferior to others.

　Both are noble academies, and he studied for an extra year; there's no reason for him to lose.

　Their gazes met briefly in the air, but no sparks flew.

　Instead, the referee blew the whistle.

　The duel between Angelia and the second-year student has finally come to an end.

　Angelia, who had just come down from the red corner, unexpectedly saw Dark at the tunnel entrance and stopped.

　He came over and greeted me, his tone full of regret: "Unlucky me, I didn't run into you."

　Dark blinked: "I've got 150 credits."

　Angelia smiled again: "Yes, another book in hand."

　She then continued on her way, leaving behind only a faint fragrance, as delicate as green bamboo.

　Dak was a little confused: "What kind of book requires a 150-credit, meticulously edited, limited-edition, signed collector's edition?"

　Demi Charlotte smiled and said, "The old bookstore run by the goblins in Traveler's Street sometimes auctions off rare books. You can try your luck there."

Chapter 273 Darkdemon Attempts to Take Control (8k)

　"I'll go take a look again when I have time in a while."

　Dak gave a polite reply and then walked out through the passage.

　He could feel that the moment he stepped out of the passageway, a large number of eyes were focused on him.

　come.

　That's certainly not because he was exceptionally handsome.

　Even if they exist, they will only occupy a small portion.

　However, he did not look around at this moment, as that would be too unseemly.

　Walking calmly up the stairs to the contestants' platform, Darke naturally turned his head to look at the...

　A near-circular zone.

　While in the players' lounge, he couldn't find Pandora because of the angle of his view.

　But upon reaching a higher vantage point, he naturally spotted that familiar figure.

　Senior Pandora was wearing her winter school uniform, with a thick scarf around her neck and a...

　Gloves—they were practically fully armed.

　But her bulky clothes couldn't hide her unique charm.

　Around her, a whole circle of seats were naturally left empty.

　Seemingly noticing Dark's gaze, Pandora raised her hand and beckoned in their direction, her long eyelashes...

　Mao's eyes appeared exceptionally bright in the morning light.

　"This gives us even more reasons to win."

　Dark raised his hand to his chest, waved in that direction, and then quietly gave an OK sign.

　They continued upwards and reached the red team's platform.

　Looking from the players' platform towards the audience.

　Below her line of sight, Rose once again held up the sign that read "Panda."

　Nearby, you can also see Doron and Pistan, among others.

　next moment.

　Doron suddenly ran to the side, clutching the edge of the red banner in one hand and a leather bag in the other.

　In Stan's hands.

　As Duolong ran, a huge banner was unfurled.

　There wasn't anything extra written on it.

　It read: "Dark! Dark! Victory! Victory!"

　You guys are something else!

　Darke smiled wryly.

　Then she slightly raised her head and looked at her mother and Aunt Claire in the front row of the audience.

　As for the eldest princess, Elizabeth, he ignored her.

　"Look over here! Baby's looking over here! Shouldn't I say hello to him now?"

　Alvette, her face flushed, then remembered Viscount Gretby's "greeting" and couldn't help but...

　asked.