As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

In Jason's opinion, if Roy wants to expand the Lionheart faction in the future, his only choice is to temporarily avoid the limelight, swallow his anger, and seek a turnaround.

Disputes between organizations are not street fights.

If they fought to the end and launched an all-out war, it would seem that they had vented their anger, but in fact the Lionheart faction would be seriously injured and miss the opportunity to accumulate strength and exercise their abilities in the second half of the first grade.

This is totally self-defeating and extremely stupid.

From the fact that he fought against the cult, we can see that Roy is worthy of the word brave, but in the end he is just bloody and short-sighted. Being a knight may be good, but being a chess player still requires experience.

That guy Douglas was wrong.

Jason smiled at Roy, his glasses gleaming coldly and mercilessly. "Let me teach you a lesson. Courage and boldness must be backed by strength."

"Come here, report the latest battle situation!"

Chapter 47 Latest News

Under the exquisite and gorgeous crystal chandeliers, the beautiful dancers are still dancing to the lively music.

At Jason's request, a young man from the South China Sea faction came in front of the crowd, but was silent for a moment.

Roy, on the other hand, shook the wine glass in his hand and asked with a relaxed look, "What's wrong? Didn't you want to share the battle situation with me?"

The young man's eyes fell on Roy, and he seemed a little reserved and hesitant: "Your Highness?"

Jason noticed his uneasiness and gently soothed him, "Why are you so nervous? Just report the battle situation truthfully."

Jason glanced at Roy again and said meaningfully, "I believe he will change his mind after he understands the situation."

What results could come from verbal negotiations alone? While they were talking, Jason had already ordered the members of the South Sea Faction to prepare for a full-scale attack on the Lionheart Faction.

The South Sea faction's combat power surpassed the Lionheart faction by more than a degree. Their Sequence 8 core strength alone outnumbered them by three or four times, not to mention their Sequence 7 elites. Jason could easily destroy the Lionheart faction at any time if he so desired; it simply depended on the cost.

Factional struggles do not involve lives, but they are a training for the younger generation.

If the Lionheart faction suffered a huge blow, not only would the Lionheart transcendents' fighting spirit be dampened, but the prestige of the Lionheart Kingdom would also be severely damaged, and even Roy and Charlotte's status in the kingdom would be affected.

Jason believed that was a consequence Roy could not bear no matter what. Compared to that, admitting defeat and giving in temporarily was the wise choice.

No, never mind whether it's wise or not, any normal person would know what to choose.

Under Jason's instructions, the young man finally made up his mind.

However, what awaited Jason and the South China Sea faction was far from the good news they had imagined.

"Your Highness, our offensive has been severely hampered! We were even ambushed by the Lionheart faction, catching us unawares! The vanguard who first attacked was severely injured, even a Sequence 7 senior was seriously wounded. We have no choice but to..."

A glass was thrown hard in front of the young man, accompanied by Kuran's unbearable roar.

"Shut up!"

"This is in front of His Highness! Think carefully about what the hell you're talking about!"

The young man shrank his neck, hesitating to speak: "But, but..."

Jason crossed his hands and placed them in front of his chin, a cold light flashing across his glasses: "Go on."

"Your Highness?"

"I asked you to continue." The prince of the South China Sea said in a deep voice, as if it was the foreshadowing of a coming storm.

The young man hurriedly said, "Yes!"

"The Lionheart faction made thorough preparations, setting up barriers ahead of time and occupying advantageous terrain. They fully anticipated our attack! The six Sequence 7s sent to the front lines were all surrounded and repelled. Among them, Senior Nani was severely injured by the Lionheart Queen herself, rendering her incapable of combat. The core forces of the Sequence 8s suffered even more devastating losses. Our casualties to the Lionhearts were almost three to one..."

All the members of the South China Sea faction present were silent, feeling ashamed.

One to three, it sounds like the South China Sea faction has the upper hand.

But you have to know that the combat power of the South Sea faction is several times greater than that of the Lionheart faction, and it was a premeditated and organized preemptive raid, not to mention that they are sophomores who have experienced a year of training!

Logically speaking, this should be a crushing battle without any suspense!

At this time, the voice of the black-haired boy sounded and echoed.

"Lionheart will not compromise."

"No matter what your purpose is, if you dare to offend me, Lionheart will make you pay the price. As for the outcome..."

Roy leaned back in his chair and looked at the members of the South China Sea faction. The contempt in his eyes was undisguised, as if he was looking down on a group of ignorant children.

"You don't think you have the right to dwell on the aftermath of victory or defeat, do you?"

Roy glanced at each member of the South Sea faction and said coldly, "I promise you, after this battle, what you will remember most is not victory, but the price you paid for offending the Lionheart."

Everyone's faces suddenly turned ugly.

The second graders were facing the senior graders, with more people than them and the fight was so ugly. Even if they could win in the end, the details of the battle would make them lose face if they got out.

What's more, the injuries of the members, the consumed resources, and the destroyed industries are no joke.

Especially since the Dark Magic Faction is still watching closely from behind. If we really suffer heavy losses while dealing with the Lionheart Faction, and are instead taken advantage of by the Dark Magic Faction, then it would be more trouble than gain!

After all, who would have thought that a first-year faction not only intended to fight them to the death, but also actually had the strength to do so!

"Damn, what now?"

"Why don't we retreat? We're wasting too much time on Lionheart!"

"Retreating in front of the first years? No faction has ever been so incompetent since the founding of the school!"

"What's the point of fighting over personal feelings? Are you here to compensate the faction for its losses?!"

Everyone, including Kuran, was caught up in the quarrel and had no time or courage to respond to Roy's provocation.

Even the well-trained dancers were infected by the panic and anxious atmosphere and stopped dancing uneasily.

But at this moment, a light laugh suddenly rang out.

The laughter gradually grew louder, turning into a light sneer, then into a hearty laugh, until it completely broke out into a roaring laugh.

Everyone was stunned for a while.

Because the laughter did not come from Roy, but from their leader.

It was the first time for them to see the usually quiet and elegant Prince of the South China Sea burst into laughter without any image, even laughing to tears.

Even Roy couldn't help but frown slightly.

Wasn't he portrayed as a calm character in the original novel? Why did he suddenly act like he was possessed by an evil spirit? Did he suffer such a huge shock that his brain went haywire?

Jason took off his glasses, wiped his tears, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Roy, you really didn't let me down."

"I apologize to you. I thought you didn't understand the situation before, but now it seems that you were just prepared."

After putting on his glasses again, Jason's expression suddenly changed. His eyes were still elegant, but they were filled with a burning hostility and desire to win.

"Although I don't know what methods you used, it's clear that you anticipated my attack and even figured out my plan of action."

When he said this, Jason's body trembled, with a mixture of fear and excitement.

He felt a rare fear, fear that he had been tricked by Roy and won a game even though he had the upper hand. But he was also a little excited, excited that he had finally met another opponent besides the Witch Lyanna and Prince Douglas of Sands.

He looked into Roy's eyes and smiled, "I'll admit that you're also a chess player."

"But if you think this can turn the tide, you're gravely mistaken. Today, I'll make you sign my agreement with your own hands!"

The Prince of the South Sea looked back at his subordinates and waved his arms with determination: "Send twice as many people as possible to completely defeat the Lionheart faction!"

Chapter 48 Jason's Confidence

The crimson color fell, adding a touch of tragic color to the Lionheart Mansion filled with smoke.

The original design of the Lionheart Mansion was like a knight's fortress, full of the awe-inspiring feeling of iron and blood. Now, after a whole day of fighting, the outer walls of the mansion are covered with all kinds of shocking scorch marks, and even half of the roof has collapsed.

Just like the already crumbling mansion, the extraordinary people of the Lionheart faction huddled in the corner exhaustedly, looking into the distance nervously and anxiously, fearing that the South Sea faction would attack again.

Even Charlotte herself could not hide her fatigue, and with the help of the maid, she sat back in her chair.

Although the South China Sea faction was defeated, everyone knew that this was just the beginning.

The full-scale conflict between the factions was permitted by the academy, and not even the student council had the right to interfere. While both sides were restrained and no lives were lost, this was ultimately a battle between transcendents, and its intensity was too much for even the experienced Lionhearts.

What's more, the enemy is outnumbered and powerful, and they have reached their limit.

After a day of hard fighting, everyone's morale inevitably fell to a low point.

But at this moment, worse news came.

"Your Highness! The South Sea faction is attacking again! This time there are more enemies than before!"

As panic spread and everyone's morale visibly plummeted, Charlotte stepped forward and returned to their sight.

"Just right, I haven't had enough."

She turned around and looked around proudly. When her crimson eyes swept over them, every member of the Lionheart faction unconsciously straightened their chests and rekindled their fighting spirit.

"The Lionheart Knights will not give up until the very last moment. Your fathers once fought bloody battles against the dragons. Don't tell me that a mere bunch of South Sea barbarians can scare you so much that you can't stand up straight!"

After receiving this scolding, the already exhausted crowd gritted their teeth, gripped their weapons tightly, and gathered behind the crimson figure again.

Charlotte stood in front, like a pillar of fire in the darkness, supporting the Lionheart faction to stand firm.

When the Lionheart Princess looked towards the end of the crimson sky, a flash of tenderness flashed across her eyes. She murmured unconsciously, recalling the figure of the black-haired boy who supported her to stand firm.

She knew that the knights were willing to follow her to the very end, and she felt proud of it, and she had indeed thought about doing so.

But Roy gave her a better option.

"It's up to you, Roy."

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"Your Highness, do we really need to add more troops?"

In response to his subordinate's request, the prince of the Southern Kingdom just gave him a cold glance.

Realizing that Jason had made the decision, even though they were uneasy, the South China Sea faction still operated efficiently and dispatched more extraordinary people to provide support.

Originally they only sent out a quarter of their members, but now they are sending two-thirds of them.

If the previous strategy was just to quickly defeat a small faction, now it is to try every possible means to completely defeat it.

Roy, standing by, said nonchalantly, "Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

Jason turned around, adjusted his glasses, and smiled softly: "Very much."

"Roy, you're too dangerous. If you continue to develop, you might become another witch. Although it's regrettable, please leave now!"

Roy was silent for a moment before he whispered, "But isn't this a bit too desperate?"

Jason couldn't help laughing.

"You don't have to hint at me like that."

"Indeed, investing too much manpower in you risks a surprise attack from the Dark Demon faction. But as long as we can win quickly and make preparations in advance, we'll be fine." Jason took a sip of his fruit wine and said happily, "Or rather, I'm prepared for that witch to take over some of her territory."

"But so what? It's all worth it as long as I can get rid of you!"

In Jason's opinion, whether to spend some effort now to nip the Lionheart faction in the bud or to wait until the future to deal with a stronger Lionheart faction is not a question at all.

Jason had to admit that he had underestimated the boy in front of him.

Roy was too much of a problem, and it would be best to clip his wings as soon as possible. Otherwise, with his abilities, he would sooner or later become a threat to his path to dominance in the academy.

The black-haired boy pursed his lips slightly when he heard this, and said nothing more.

Jason felt that the wine in the glass tasted even sweeter when he saw the stiff look, but he also felt sorry for the other person.

It's a pity that I can't be in the same grade with him and have a fair competition - but this thought only flashed through my mind. A qualified leader will not miss the opportunity to win because of personal competitive spirit.

Jason certainly wouldn't have thought that the reason the black-haired boy pursed his lips wasn't because of fear or anxiety, nor was it because of regret for losing.

The boy was simply trying to suppress his laughter.

The extraordinary people of the Nanhai faction set out from the mansion in a mighty and hurried manner. This exaggerated momentum was seen by all the waiters.

For them, apart from lamenting that the factional struggles were exaggerated, there was nothing special to express their gratitude.

Whether they are nobles or extraordinary people, they are too far away from ordinary people like them.

However, a slender shadow snake emerged from the shadow at the feet of one of the waiters.