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Chapter 379: Dark Demon Doesn't Want to Sponge off Anyone Part 2
It was just that last ti, he carelessly roared too loudly when watching the competition, which seed to offend the eldest prince Charles.
With the ntality of not causing trouble, Great Viscount Bayer decided to keep his mouth shut this ti.
After all, the Valkyrie sitting in the front row was very conspicuous.
Viscount Great Bayer wanted to exchange insights on "praising children" with the Valkyrie, but the Viscountess always said that she would do it in his stead at the tea party.
But could this kind of communication be done on one's behalf?
The giant bear sighed.
……
At the sa ti, Alvette also found her son's na on the big screen and instantly bead with happiness.
While the two little princesses were grumbling about not getting [Heavenly White Dragon], they were simultaneously looking for Dark Demon in the arena.
But under layers upon layers of cover, it wasn't easy to find soone.
Claire looked at the competition rules displayed on the side of the big screen and seriously expressed, "The rules are quite interesting."
Alvette suppressed her smile and agreed, "It seems disordered yet is actually orderly. If this mode is more formalized, it will beco a competition of connections. Only those who know how to join forces in the match can stand tall and remain undefeated. But the contestants participating in this competition are quite diverse. It’s obviously more about the entertainnt value, so it depends more on luck."
Claire smiled and said, "I wonder if Dark will be lucky enough?"
Alvette frowned, her expression turning gloomy. "This kid has had bad luck since he was a child."
Angie, the third princess sitting between Claire and Alvette, suddenly perked up, "That's right, I rember he kept losing at rock-paper-scissors!"
The second princess Anna imdiately rained on her parade and said, "Aren't you the sa? The only winner is ."
Angie sulked, "So annoying, our score is clearly 50-50!"
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Inside the loge of City of Freedom's branch stadium, Lady Montierfalli similarly spotted Dark Demon's na on the big screen.
"Is he really participating?" She tapped the armrest with her fingers and said to Headmistress Arte, "Cynthia, I want to take a closer look at him."
"No problem." As Headmistress Arte pointed her finger, a ray of fluorescent light flew out from her fingertip and dove into the one-way mirror that covered the entire front wall.
Technically, there wasn't any loge in Saint Marian Academy's open-air dueling hall. Only the Headmistress herself could set up a separate loge and connect it to the projection displayed in the dueling hall.
The spirit bug she released scoured through the projection, and then flew back with a "buzz" and exploded into a firework, transforming into an oval mirror.
The figure of Dark Demon then appeared inside the mirror.
Lady Montierfalli ticulously sized him up with a light frown.
Next to her, Aurora's eyes widened a little.
The son of Valkyrie had perfectly inherited her hair color, and his facial features were as delicate as a doll's.
If it weren't for the heaps of rumors about him, he would've undoubtedly been soone who could make girls fall in love at the first sight.
"Too skinny."
But Lady Montierfalli was obviously dissatisfied.
"At any rate, Alvette was a godly warrior, so how did she bring up such a delicate child? How can such a delicate child be worthy of my little moon?"
Yet Aurora whispered, "It's okay, I'll be gentle..."
Lady Montierfalli imdiately glared at her.
Dark Demon’s pretty face was indeed very captivating. Ordinary little girls would have no resistance to it.
But her daughter was certainly not that superficial.
She was the one to bla for Aurora's special concern about Valkyrie's son.
Once, in a state of intoxication while relaxing after a busy day, she accidentally spilled the beans and revealed about the arranged marriage between the two.
Originally, this so-called "arranged marriage" was casually decided by the two mothers while they were chatting.
At that ti, Montierfalli had just ford the intention to establish a city, but due to insufficient connections and resources, she sought her most trustworthy comrade—Alvette the Valkyrie.
Upon learning that Montierfalli's purpose in establishing a city was to house the discriminated mixed-race community, Alvette, such a gentle person that she was, agreed without the slightest hesitation.
At that ti, it was just a few years after the war ended. The dukedom was still licking the wounds left by the war, and its savings were equally tight.
The fact that Alvette chose to support her without any hesitation at such a ti made Montierfalli feel trendously moved.
On top of that, she just happened to see the two children snuggling together in the crib, so in a mont of impulsiveness, she proposed this arranged marriage.
Knowing that doing so would make her comrade feel more at ease, Alvette imdiately agreed.
But in fact, neither party took it too seriously.
After successfully establishing the city, Montierfalli had also presented the dukedom with enormous repaynt.
If neither party ntioned it, as both their children grew up, the "arranged marriage" would probably exist only in na.
Unfortunately, Lady Montierfalli accidentally exposed this matter when her daughter was five years old.
From that ti on, Aurora, who was already sensible and understood about right and wrong at the age of five, learned that she had a "fiancé".
Although they had never t again since they grew up, news circulated fairly quickly in the City of Freedom.
Aurora could occasionally hear about things related to him from the maids around her.
Gradually, she learned of his na, his unruly nature, and the specious rumors about him.
But what did that matter?
Wasn't it enough just to look good? [✘]
Bad character could be fixed. [✔]
In fact, Aurora knew about the truth regarding this "arranged marriage".
But from her standpoint, if the marriage could go smoothly, the burden on her mother's shoulders would imdiately be greatly lightened.
The establishnt of the City of Freedom was only the beginning. The key lay in its subsequent developnt.
As a new city built within the territory of the demon race, its developnt was bound to be full of difficulties and obstacles.
For her mother, for the city, and for all of the mixed-race, Valkyrie's support was necessary.
Of course, Aurora wasn't that altruistic.
She was just doing it for her mother.
In short, it was indeed like that in the beginning.
That was what she thought when she was five years old.
……
At that ti, Aurora's goal was to beco "the wife behind a successful man."
But as she grew older and her understanding of the relationship between n and won beca clearer, she beca too shy to speak about this goal.
That initial tinge of utilitarianism also gradually faded away as she grew up.
Lady Montierfalli always told her: It's your path, so you have to walk it on your own two feet.
To keep wanting to take advantage of everything and rely on others was a sign of immaturity.
After Aurora understood the truth behind this, she cut off the second half of "the wife behind a successful man" and kept only the first half—"the wife".
As long as she, as a "wife", was capable enough, what did it matter no matter how useless her "husband" was?
Yes, it would be alright as long as she beca that kind of "wife".
Aurora had habitually put herself in the role of a "wife".
Although the two weren’t actually engaged and hadn't even seen each other since they grew up, the current her already had the confidence to support any "husband".
……
"It'll be alright, Aurora."
Looking at her "husband" in the mirror, Aurora internally gave herself a little encouragent—co on!
……
Saint Marian Academy.
Open-air dueling hall.
Dark Demon had no idea that he was being watched.
After all, aside from occasionally joking about it, Valkyrie never brought up that matter.
Moreover, he previously had a simple-minded character and wouldn't pay attention to things that were only ntioned in passing.
So he had no impression of the so-called "arranged marriage".
But even if he knew about it, he still wouldn't change his mind.
Although his so-called "fiancée" was a popular character in the original ga, it had nothing to do with the current him.
Even if they got to know each other in the future, that would be a matter for the future.
He put his greatest effort into dealing with the [demon god bloodline]. As for matters other than that, he hoped to be able to do whatever he wanted.
"It's going to start!"
As all one hundred and thirty-two contestants took their respective positions, the atmosphere in the venue gradually changed from the initial liveliness into a solemn one.
No matter what kind of ntality one ca here with, the mont they stood on the stage, they would realize that if they still didn't take it seriously at this ti, the repercussions would go beyond rely losing face!
The audience's enthusiasm towards the duel competition shocked the few first-year students who took the stage for the first ti.
Earthshaking roars beca the accompanint signaling the start of the competition.
Being in the audience and on the stage were two completely different experiences.
Among those first-year students, so were already trembling because of this.
Dark Demon too, felt his blood gradually boiling.
On the comntator’s tribune, Zach Wilson vigorously waved his arms, trying to calm the audience down.
But his presence was obviously not strong enough to keep the situation under control.
For him, the comntary of the upcoming preliminary battle royale would also be a major test.
Left with no other choice, he could only shout as loud as he could amidst the roaring, "With all eyes on them, our contestants have all gotten into positions. Be it the first-year students entering the battlefield for the first ti or the third-year students with experience under their belt, they’re all standing on the sa arena in tribute to the all-new dueling mode. Here, on their behalf, I would like to wish everyone in the audience a happy Easter!"
"Happy Easter!"
Although there weren’t many, there were still so people sparsely responding to Wilson's greeting. The wishes mixed within the roars had Wilson quietly wiping his sweat.
"Happy my ass!"
But there was also soone who took the chance to curse out loud.
Angus Jeffrey, president of the Aristocratic History Research Society, was gnashing his teeth in the ring belt. He even yelled out amidst the crowd, "Screw him up!"
As if on command, several mbers of the Aristocratic History Research Society on the stage glanced in his direction. So looked indifferent, while so others had a glint in their eyes.
Since his failure on Valentine's Day, third-year Mike Irving had gradually fallen from Jeffrey's confidant to a marginal figure, so naturally, there was a new vacancy at Jeffrey's side.
No matter the purpose in mind, if one could replace Mike Irving's position and beco Jeffrey's confidant, it would be beneficial in the short term.
As for the long term...
Who still did long-term investnt these days?
It was a “battle royale” anyway, so no matter how chaotic it got, nobody would think that anything was off.
Might as well take the opportunity to cause so chaos.
Among those who took Jeffrey's proposal seriously, there were three second-year students and two third-year students.
And the one whose position was closer to Dark...
Contestant no. 74, a second-year student, was only two people away from Dark.
He was a second-year Noble House student, Ollig Ruther (奥利哥·鲁瑟)!
The Ruther family was just a little-known family in the kingdom.
The patriarch was only a baron.
However, they possessed a vast barony—although most of it was wasteland.
But recently, they seed to have mined so minerals.
As a result, Ollig Ruther managed to squeeze his way into the Aristocratic History Research Society. For him, this was an opportunity to move to the upper echelon, and he was striving hard to seize it.
For the marginal nobles, if they could reach the upper echelon, it would be a crucial step in improving their family status.
The access and opportunities available to those on the upper rung and those on the lower rung were completely different.
The sa also applied in aristocratic circles.
Furthermore, the only capital owned by the Ruther family—the abundance of land—was currently becoming worthless.
With the advancent of urban construction, human beings were in the process of surpassing the initial stage of "restoration of wasteland”.
There was no doubt that in the near future, humans would start to develop and reutilize the territory of the demon race.
And as an outpost, the City of Freedom would beco a hotly contested spot.
“Sun Warrior” Sunna Montierfalli had indeed built a promising ho for the mixed-race.
……
In short, for the benefit of himself and his family, Ollig Ruther was trying to find a way to trip up Dark Demon.
As for why not simply defect to the duke's son?
One reason was because he had no way to defect, and the other was because he had already joined the Aristocratic History Research Society.
People's vision would usually be obstructed by their environnt.
If his loyalty lay elsewhere despite him being in the Aristocratic History Research Society, his future path would probably go up in flas.
But how to trip up Dark Demon?
If he targeted him too deliberately, would it be misunderstood as his dissatisfaction towards the dukedom?
If he attacked him too fiercely, would he offend the duke's son and be secretly retaliated against?
The Ruther family couldn't afford to bear even the slightest bit of the duke's anger.
As a small nobleman, things were truly difficult for Ruther.
He was so terribly stressed out.
……
As the match was about to begin, Dark Demon took out two magic cards from his card pouch and held them in his hand.
There was no other rule to the preliminary battle royale—except for not being allowed to start summoning before the match started, anything else was permitted.
Thus, he directly took out [Curse Cage: DemiDevimon] and [Pride III].
In the early stage of the preliminary battle royale, whoever could summon powerful magical spirits faster would definitely gain the upper hand faster.
Since high-ranked magical spirits and low-ranked magical spirits were each worth one point, of course he would choose to hunt the low-ranked magical spirits!
And to deal with low-ranked magical spirits, no one else was quicker than [Devimon].
His gaze swept from side to side, ready to go.
……
Ding dong!
As the bell rang, a huge countdown appeared above their heads.
[30s]
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