Team villains except me

After the last student in Norvia's charge fell to the ground with a thud, Norvia withdrew her hand and looked around.

At this moment, only her team members were standing on the field, and the students lying on the stage groaned in pain from time to time.

The audience was so quiet that even a whisper could not be heard.

The priests of the sect sat upright, and Roland, who was at the front, nodded to her.

The nobles were ready to go. They had just suppressed their excitement when some of them stood up. Ellit watched her take out a candy and eat it. Letobani took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her face and raised her hand to signal her.

The executives at Abersig looked nervous. Lacey quietly gave her a "ready" sign.

Norvia nodded, then threw a ball of water magic at Buka Zul.

The last confrontation was started by Tufei and ended by Buka.

Nolvia suddenly remembered that Teacher Valerio once said that Buka's water magic was very interesting.

There was a very soft sound in the sky, like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon. That soft sound brought a snowfall.

Snowflakes of the same size were falling from the sky. Buka looked at Norvia and leaned over to invite her.

Nolvia was stunned for a moment, then she thought about it and imitated Buka, turning her magic into cold raindrops.

The end of the war was a sleet, followed by all kinds of magic, colorful like fireworks.

This is their signature.

Even the most ignorant nobles could understand who had created the illusions they had experienced. The priests also knew who had called upon the gods. The management of Abersgar was also clearly aware of their attitudes.

Only the ordinary students who were watching the game saw the magic and thought it was some kind of celebration ceremony. They also wanted to make their magic a part of the fireworks, but Alison stopped them.

"This is not a celebration. This is a tacit agreement among our twelve groups... This is our challenge. This is our resistance, and we will be responsible for it."

After long planning, consideration and even uneasiness, after all the compromises, this is the attitude they showed.

A member of Abersg's management reprimanded Sophie Jeremy, who had been so nice just now.

"Didn't you just say you would fully cooperate? Why are you messing around with them now?!"

Sophie Jeremy smiled politely. Her every move was elegant, but her fire magic was not.

"Isn't the war over now?"

"I won't agree to this kind of competition existing!"

"really?"

Sophie Jeremy looked at the noble representatives and priests over there, and the curve of her lips grew wider and wider.

“They may not agree, right?”

……

The War of Resistance ended, but the subsequent war remained fierce.

The priests of the sect thought that the war of resistance should exist, while the representatives of the nobles had different opinions and were still arguing. The management of Abersgar firmly disagreed with passing the war of resistance.

All the questions raised by Abersgar's management were rejected with reason and evidence. The noble representatives questioned each other, and no one wanted to be the first to speak out.

"Where is your person in charge?"

"This kind of vicious competition should not be allowed!"

"So you just wanted to deceive us... This competition is terrible! It brings out the evil in your character. You think you are heroes and saviors, but you are still children. You don't understand how hateful these civilian teachers are..."

……

The sound of quarrels continued at the scene of the confrontation. The students lying on the ground were treated, and after waking up, they hid behind the family representatives without saying a word.

As the only instructor on site, Garcia was completely ignored by the management. He was pushed around as if he was invisible, as if nothing had changed.

Nolvia and Huete were about to run through the crowd to rescue Garcia, but Garcia suddenly raised his voice.

"Hello!"

A sharp voice, with a determination that could tear apart disguises.

Garcia used so much force that the veins on his neck showed. He straightened his back. His hands were shaking slightly, revealing some of the tension and fear he wanted to hide.

But he stood there, facing all the Abersgar managers, without retreating a single step.

After making sure everyone's attention was on him, Garcia repeated it seriously.

"Hello, I'm Garcia. I'm a teacher at the Wood Magic Court, and I'm a civilian. I'm the founder of the War of Resistance. I applied for the War of Resistance because I felt I needed to protect my interests, the interests of the civilian teachers.

The academy cannot guarantee our safety, we can only find a way to solve it ourselves. Now, please raise your dissatisfaction with the war of resistance, I will listen to your suggestions seriously and make corrections in time. "

Garcia pulled out his notebook and delivered a coherent rebuttal to management's challenge.

"He's just a commoner..."

Garcia's eyelashes twitched when he heard this. He closed his notebook and looked calmly at the noble representative who said this.

"No more than a commoner? You know you are no more than a nobleman."

There was a chorus of laughter. Lacey had had enough. She had been restraining herself for a long time, but now the battle was over and she wanted to take action.

Fiana held her arm but didn't make eye contact with her. Lacey endured it again and again, and finally turned to the [General Control Group] to see the progress of the final finishing work.

Garcia was not embarrassed by the laughter. His voice was flat.

"You are all stupid. Your status as a noble hides that. If you were commoners you wouldn't do any better."

"Garcia! You..."

"You remembered my name. See, that was easy wasn't it?"

"Do you think you can use this competition to blackmail us?"

"No. I don't think this competition can be used to threaten you. But I can use other things to force you to make a choice.

One third of the teachers in this academy are civilians. I would like to ask you, does the academy need civilian teachers?"

"We are the ones who gave you jobs, gave you face, and gave you the opportunity to hook up with the nobles..."

"If the war of resistance is not passed, I will call on all civilian teachers to leave the harsh working environment. I will publicize that Abersgard is an unfriendly academy for civilian teachers."

"You are a threat!"

"Do you feel threatened?

It seems so.

So I think that Abersgar needs civilian teachers. If the academy cannot protect the rights of civilian teachers in other ways, then I hope the resistance war will pass. This is our means of self-protection, and I hope the academy can understand and support it. "

"You're dreaming!"

"You wouldn't?"

Garcia's black hair was scattered irregularly, and his hairstyle looked so funny, but his dark green eyes were surging with an unknown light like a whirlpool.

Someone took a step closer to Garcia and whispered threats.

"Garcia, don't make the situation so ugly. Even if you don't consider yourself, won't your family be implicated by your recklessness?"

Garcia did not retreat. He took a step forward and lowered his voice.

"It seems that you don't know me. But unfortunately, I know you very well. I know your family structure, I know your work habits, I know you, just like your twin brother. My family will not be implicated by my recklessness, but you will be taught a lesson by your recklessness - if you know who my family members are.

But I'm not like you. I don't want you to get in trouble. I don't want to think I'll get in trouble for my family. So my advice to you is, back off and pretend you never said those things. I'll forgive you."

Garcia's posture was humble, but his words were blunt.

After he said this, he turned around as if he had sensed something, and saw Norvia and Huete who had already walked up to him, and he smiled.

His smile diluted the evil and dark feeling in him. He seemed to be shy again, even expecting to be praised.

But when he looked back again, it all seemed like an illusion.

Fiana and Sophie Jeremy watched the whole process from a distance, and Sophie couldn't help but ask Fiana.

"Is he usually like this? I remember he was sullen at first."

"People will always grow."

"He's like a different person. I think he's imitating, but whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally... I think both of them are terrible."

“Garcia has such a talent.”

"really."

The conversation ended there.

But Sophie had one question that she didn't ask because there were too many people around.

She wanted to ask if Garcia had attended the discussion, she clearly remembered seeing Garcia - why did Garcia work so hard? To make the result look more reasonable?

If this was true, Sophie admired Garcia's attentiveness very much.

……

Lacey would not allow the plan she had worked so hard to plan and coordinate to have the possibility of failure.

The process is important, but the result is the most important. The result she wants is that no force can prevent the formal approval of the war of resistance. In other words, Lacey treats absolute success as a known event, and all the plans she proposes are aimed at achieving this result.

Lacey didn't think tricks were bad. She liked to use flexible means to solve complex problems. In these twelve teams, there were the trickster Hashim, the judge Caesar, the pure-blooded succubus Ellit, her teammate Shuka... and the puppeteer Dooku Nifas, who used Jerry Wan to eliminate her and Shuka in the cooperation game.

A puppeteer needs consent before he can perform puppetry. How can consenting to watch the creative concept of the War of Resistance not be considered the most basic consent?

That huge player is actually just an application for consent.

And everyone - everyone in the audience - was more or less under Dooku's puppetry.

The war of resistance cannot fail.

Even if the talks broke down in the end, the nobles had Hashem and Ellito, the sect had Roland and Caesar, and the Abesgar administrators had Zhuxiang and Dooku - the Abesgar administrators were looking for every detail that could abolish the war, and they kept their eyes on the player.

No success is entirely accidental.