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

Before Roy could get close, many students had already gathered around them, and those who didn't know would have thought they were at a star-chasing party.

However, these two people are not perfect.

After going through so much, Roy had already understood that what was seen in the original work was just the tip of the iceberg, and Viszea was a real world.

As two background characters, it is impossible to be 100% sure what stories are hidden in the dark and whether they are related to the cult.

Hiss, if I think about it this way, doesn't that mean there's no suitable candidate?!

Just as Roy was struggling, he collided head-on with a silver-haired figure.

"Mr. Snow? Good morning."

Faced with the boy's habitual greeting, the silver-haired girl was slightly stunned and a little surprised by his kindness.

She thought that once the tutoring session was over, the boy would ignore her.

Little did she know that Roy's eyes lit up at her arrival.

If you think about it carefully, Jon Snow is the most trustworthy candidate for mentor, right?

As the heroine of the original work, there is no way she would be involved with a cult, so her safety level is maximized!

But, didn’t this guy in the original work refuse to accept disciples?

Or, try it out?

"That... *2"

The two people who spoke at the same time looked at each other in silence.

"Teacher, you speak first." The boy retreated first.

Jon Snow stared at him straight, his icy blue eyes as pure as ice crystals, appearing exceptionally clear in the morning sunlight, yet containing some emotion that Roy could not see through.

After staring for a moment, Snow looked away: "Nothing, I just want to say, I wish you good luck in the exam."

After saying that, the silver-haired girl walked away without looking back, not giving Roy a chance to speak.

Well, it seems that this guy is not here to recruit disciples.

The original work mentioned that every year there were countless students begging to become his disciples, but no one could ever melt the frost between his brows.

To be honest, Roy really couldn't imagine that the cold Jon Snow would take the initiative to accept him as a disciple.

Little did they know that the silver-haired girl who walked out of the crowd suddenly turned around, looked at the original black-haired boy, and sighed slightly.

If she had to choose someone to try to take as her disciple, the young man would be the only one in her mind.

Just now, if only I could have tried it out...

No, considering that child's excellence, he wouldn't lack a mentor, right?

It’s better not to be so self-indulgent.

Jon Snow shook his head, and his heart, which had just been disturbed for the first time, quickly returned to calm.

Chapter 36: Drag

On the makeshift podium, the first-grade dean, Snow Andrews, was explaining the rules of the final practical exam in an indifferent tone.

"This exam will be divided into two parts. First, your team will cross the front of the ruins and reach the lower reaches of the valley. There, you will meet the invigilator. The remaining exam content will be randomly selected by the invigilator."

"The familiar will follow and record your entire exam process, and use this to grade you. This exam will serve as the instructor's method for selecting his apprentices. I hope you will take it seriously and live up to the instructor's expectations of you."

Roy didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the silver-haired girl's gaze was intentionally or unintentionally falling on him.

This exam is conducted in teams, with the team list determined by the Academic Affairs Office. Different teams will enter the ruins through entrances of varying difficulty levels. The exam content drawn is also tailored to each team, making it highly personalized and distinct from the written exam where everyone takes the same paper.

Roy found his team according to the teacher's instructions, but was a little dumbfounded.

"Tsk, it's you?"

"My name is White L'Oreal, and it's an honor to work with Mr. Roy."

One of them was the brown-haired bad boy Mark who had been in the cram school before. There was a visibly unhappy look on his face, as if he owed him five million and hadn't paid it back.

As for the other, he was a dark-skinned gentleman in a blue school uniform, carrying a scroll, looking like a typical southern aristocrat. His words seemed respectful, but his tone was perfunctory, and there was a coldness and arrogance between his brows.

It's really unlucky. There are four people in the team, and two of them are very unhappy with me.

Not to mention Marvin, Roy was not surprised that White, a noble from the South China Sea country, was hostile.

In the previous factional struggle, their prince Jason suffered a great loss at his hands. It would be strange if the nobles under him did not bear a grudge.

However, he can’t even hide his emotions. This guy is still very naive for a noble.

Roy felt helpless and looked at the last girl: "This classmate is..."

This girl's appearance wasn't outstanding, but she was young and youthful. Beneath her fluffy short hair lay a rather childish and fragile face, and she spoke in a delicate voice, "I'm Jiaika! I'm also a Lionheart descendant. Um, I've always admired Roy. Please, please give me your guidance!"

Oh, I also have little fans!

Roy was just about to speak and try to satisfy the little fan's desire to chase her idol with a friendly attitude, but he suddenly felt four piercing gazes coming from behind, which frightened him so much that his hair stood on end and his face froze.

No need to think, everyone knows it’s Charlotte and the others!

But why four? Who is the fourth person?

Thinking of the little maid's recent abnormal behavior, Roy suddenly felt a little uneasy.

...Maybe it's an illusion. The little maid is so well-behaved, she wouldn't be jealous for no reason, right?

"Please give me some advice." Roy had no choice but to reply indifferently.

Even so, Jiaika still smiled sweetly, and felt elated.

This made the two male classmates beside them look gloomy.

As the final practical training officially began, each team entered the ruins from a different entrance.

The ruins were dimly lit, with only two rows of flickering candlelight illuminating the vague path ahead. The walls and floor were covered in dust, cobwebs, and the erosion of time. One could vaguely make out the murals that once graced the walls, but the details were difficult to discern.

A few minutes later, with a ray of dazzling light, the road ahead suddenly became clear.

Sunlight streamed through the leaves, and the breeze carried a moist fragrance. Towering peaks encircled the valley, their lush greenery and exotic vegetation forming a rich, timeless watercolor. A waterfall cascaded in the distance, its water gushing from the cliffs to form a thin stream that flowed like a blood vessel.

From the outside, the ruins looked like an ordinary forest. Even though they already knew what lay within, the four of them couldn't help but stop and stare at the magnificent spectacle.

It was not until colorful birds of various shapes flew over the dense branches that everyone came to their senses and continued to move forward.

Don't say it, really don't say it.

Looking at the towering vegetation and colorful birds above his head, Roy muttered to himself that this place really had a dreamy feeling, as if it were inhabited by mythical creatures.

But this valley is far from being as beautiful as it looks.

The winding, broken and dilapidated stone steps were covered with moss, and the route sometimes went up and sometimes went down, making it extremely difficult to walk.

From time to time, monsters would appear on both sides of the road to harass people.

Aside from Jiaika, who was only Sequence 8, the remaining three were all Sequence 7, which was considered quite strong for a first-year student.

Even so, it was no easy task to withstand the harassment from the monsters - of course, the exam was not a fight to the death, and Roy didn't take it seriously.

Mark has the bronze bloodline [Fire Fist] and is good at close combat, while White has the silver bloodline [Ocean Ranger] and is good at using bows and daggers for medium and short-range support.

As the vanguard, the two were not hindered by the environment and killed with great joy. They were almost invincible along the way. Soon, they left the road in front of them filled with the corpses of monsters, leaving Roy and Jiaika behind.

"Hey, Roy, aren't you good at close combat? Come up and have a fight!" Marvin circled around to stop a flying bird and challenged it presumptuously.

"Mr. Roy, time is running out. I hope you can speed up. Unlike that last-place guy, you shouldn't be so slow."

Jiayika bit her lip and tried to speed up her pace, but she lost her balance and almost slipped. Fortunately, Roy helped her up and she didn't make a fool of herself.

"Thank you, thank you." The little girl muttered with a red face.

Roy smiled at her, then said helplessly to the two foolish boys in front of him: "There's no need to be so anxious."

"We're all a team, wouldn't it be nice to take care of your teammates a little?"

Both of them scoffed and didn't reply.

"It is said that the people of Lionheart are warlike. Humph, I wonder if this guy is afraid?" Mark sneered secretly.

White shook his head and said disdainfully, "Or perhaps, he cares more about that useless woman than the exam."

"Oh, after all, he's a gigolo who's dating three women at the same time!" Mark nodded vigorously.

However, even though they were cursing, they suddenly fell silent when they thought of the beautiful figures that always surrounded Roy.

The scolding is real scolding, the contempt is real contempt, and the envy is also real envy.

Regardless of whether they are commoners or nobles, the yearning for outstanding opposite sex is the purest desire of adolescent boys.

The two young men, unwilling to admit their jealousy, had no choice but to vent their resentment on the attacking monsters.

Jia Yika bit her lip, feeling a little ashamed: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I dragged down classmate Roy."

Roy smiled lightly, but gave an answer the girl had never imagined: "No, they are the ones who are really dragging us down."

"Ugh?"

"You'll understand immediately."

Looking up at the woods above his head, a hint of teasing flashed in the boy's eyes.

Chapter 37: Pig Teammates and MVP

Mark and White were both Sequence 7, and Roy could probably guess what they were thinking.

They are all Sequence 7, so who is inferior to whom?

Why should we listen to you?

Why not take this opportunity to prove that we are not as bad as you, Roy! While you were slowly flirting with the girls, we had already taken the lead!

Alas, it’s good to be young, there is a kind of clear stupidity that has not been beaten by society.

Roy looked at the bird familiar above his head and could already imagine the teachers in the Academic Affairs Office shaking their heads at the two of them.

The team formation and routes were planned in advance by the teachers. In other words, the difficulty of the journey along the way was also designed completely according to the team of three sequence 7s and one sequence 8.

Don’t be fooled by their cheerful appearance now, they are about to be taught a lesson.

"Classmate Roy, you don't have to comfort me. I know I'm not as good as them. Why don't you catch up with them first?" Jiayika advised weakly with self-blame.

"Who says you are not as good as them? Now that you are not running around, you are already much better than them." Roy replied lightly.

He is not flirting with girls, but doing the most important thing in a team of extraordinary people.

Build a good relationship with the nanny.

That's right, Jiaika possesses the ability of [Fragrance Elk], which allows her to make special potions to heal wounds.

If nothing unexpected happens, the two little brothers will soon use this ability.

After passing a rugged slope, the terrain finally became flat, the vegetation on both sides gradually decreased, and the scenery suddenly became open.

Although the monsters on the road were not very powerful, Mark and White had consumed a lot of physical strength from being constantly harassed and attacked along the way. Now that they saw the open terrain and no longer had to worry about sneak attacks, they both breathed a sigh of relief and quickened their pace.

"I don't know what those teachers are thinking. Maybe those two guys are not needed for this exam. The two of us are enough." Mark glanced at the boy and girl who were following behind him from a distance, and couldn't help feeling a little proud.

White was about to express his agreement, but his expression suddenly changed.

"Overhead! There's something...!"

The terrain is open and flat, with no shelter, and although it may seem safe, it is the ideal hunting ground for birds.

Countless tiny birds swooped down, with their sharp beaks raised, like a rain of arrows, instantly covering the two young men in the front.

Jia Yika was frightened by the sudden change and said, "Classmate Roy, we have to go and help!"

Before the girl could do anything, she was grabbed by the black-haired boy and fell down.

Before she could figure out what was going on, she saw a row of sharp bamboo spears flying from behind, hitting Roy's body directly and shattering it.

In the jungle, a figure that looked human but had a bird's head let out an angry scream.

There are enemies behind us? When exactly is this happening?!

If it weren't for Roy, she would have probably...

"One, two, three... six? A Sequence 9 bird-headed being. This is the first time I've seen one."