Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

After taking several classes in succession, Aecilia felt relaxed. Before lunch break, she made an appointment with Lucius to meet at the arena in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, she put on a shirt and trousers that were suitable for combat, and found the arena with a smart network map.

As soon as she walked in, she found that the hall was crowded with people, all gathered in front of a ring. She immediately saw Lucius's conspicuous short blue hair in the crowd, so she walked over and said:

"Are there usually so many people?"

There was a lot of noise around her, and she couldn't help but amplify her voice.

"Today a group of top students from the fourth grade are going to compete in the ring, and my brother has to watch from the side to prevent accidents."

Masters are very enthusiastic about high-level duel competitions. When fifth-year students are basically not in school, fourth-year students are the pinnacle of the student group, not to mention that the top students in the fourth-year class will be on stage.

Coupled with the help of Ernest, whose strength is obviously beyond the student group and whose appearance and popularity are the ceiling of the college, it is impossible for this afternoon's arena match not to be huge.

Aecilia had never seen this kind of competition, so she took Lucius and found a seat to sit down.

Lucius said as he walked: "I almost forgot to tell you, I still can't control my blood magic. It's easy to get into trouble if I get into a fight, so my brother has to watch from the side. He is the one at home. He practiced with me. My dad was afraid that I would accidentally hurt his face and affect his intimidation. My mom was afraid that I would burn her skin... I had injured many teachers before, but then I didn’t dare to take action anymore. But my brother hid. It’s fast, and it’s basically me who gets beaten by him.”

His tone sounded extraordinarily peaceful, and Aecilia asked calmly: "So we have to wait until your brother finishes guarding the ring before we can start?"

Lucius blinked:

"Don't you want to watch them fight in the ring? Watching a game of this level is more effective than going to the training ground to practice for half a month. Usually their battle training is carried out in a closed training ground. This kind of ability There aren’t many opportunities to watch.”

After thinking for a while, he added:

"My brother can pull me to see it openly, but he doesn't have much free time."

She nodded and asked:

"Then who should your brother look for when he wants to train?"

After hearing this, Lucius lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head, facing her curious eyes and said:

"Good question, I don't know either."

Aecilia turned her head away from him.

Lucius said slowly from the side:

"They should be Levine Asceptin or Olivia Novello...you can't beat them if you want. It depends on when Professor Albinia has time to keep an eye on them."

Professor Albinia wears many hats. In addition to being the professor of potions and wood spells, she is also responsible for the medical affairs of the college.

"Then do they have to go to such trouble for simple discussions? Professor Albinia... doesn't seem to have enough energy."

"Of course not, but strong strength is tempered on the edge of real death. Simple competition is an entertainment activity for them... Of course, it is best not to get close to them without protective measures." A simple discussion'."

It doesn’t matter whether the elephant trampled the ant to death intentionally or unintentionally.

During the chat, the scene gradually became quiet.

The two students had already walked to the stage. In the center of the first row of the auditorium sat Ernest, who looked calm as usual. The few people next to him had extraordinary bearings. They should all be senior seniors.

These kind of competitions organized by students on their own initiative usually do not involve professors, and they rely on their capable seniors to take the lead.

Ernest took out his staff, pointed the tip of the staff at the center of the arena, and issued a magic spell, simultaneously turning on the protective shield around the arena and the timer above.

When the duel time reaches five hours, both sides must immediately stop fighting and end the fight, regardless of the situation on the stage.

This is a rule set up to take care of the students' physical condition. Long-term overdraft of elements will affect the mage's physical health and magic foundation. It is not worth the gain to affect one's long-term development for the sake of temporary competition results.

There are also students who will privately find breaks for long-term duels, which are outside the jurisdiction of the college.

Standing in the left half of the ring is a senior with short brown hair and wearing a school uniform, with a relaxed and casual posture. On the right half of the field is a senior student with black hair reaching her waist, bangs in front of her forehead, and an indifferent face. Her demeanor looks a lot more solemn compared to her opponent, but there is a calm and composed demeanor between her eyebrows. Combined with the confidence revealed in the senior's relaxed demeanor, the two of them looked equally matched.

There was a gentle discussion in the back row:

"As expected, it's the two of them again who can never decide the outcome."

"It makes me laugh so much. The atmosphere of secret rivalry between them is so obvious every time they meet."

"Hey, hey, I'm asking you, why hasn't that fanfic been updated yet?"

"Stop talking. I have a lot of homework these days and I still can't see them. What can I do?"

"They must have rented a space at the training ground to practice more for today's game. It's normal that we can't see it."

"Do they know someone is writing about their fans?"

"A school girl who was brave enough to read the classroom article to them. I heard that Stephanie frowned after reading it for a while and didn't say a word. Anthony laughed next to her for a long time..."

"Huh? You laughed for a long time? Huh?"

Confused and shocked "Ah" sounds spread throughout the back row, and someone whispered: "I was there...Anthony said that Stephanie couldn't possibly wear that kind of clothes and say that kind of thing."

"Ah? Tell me in detail? I went up the mountain to do my homework and was disconnected from the Internet for several days..."

"Go to the account and see for yourself, can this be said?"

"Is Stephanie really not angry?"

"I can't tell whether I'm angry or not, but it's me and I should be angry."

"You don't know? They had another fight in the arena that day. Stephanie won. Anthony spent half a month lying in the medical ward for the first time in a long time."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Anthony is actually quite innocent. That school girl is too ignorant."

"Why doesn't anyone say that I'm ignorant when I write that kind of fan fiction..."

"Then don't look at it?"

"Of course I--forget it."

Ecilia, who had only been working hard since she had a clear memory, had only been working on the Internet for a short time, turned around and asked Lucius: "What is a fan? It sounds like something not very good."

Lucius, who has been deeply poisoned by the Internet since he was a child and received a very comprehensive education, his head was stuck for a while, and he hesitated:

"Fanjin is a good thing... but it depends on the score. You can't go too far if you have a living rightful owner... Anyway, uh... forget it, you will know about it later. Wait, you don't even know? You What were your days like before?"

Just when Aecilia was about to explain, there was an exclamation from the back row:

"Holy shit! You're so cruel when you come up, ahhhhhhhhhhh-"

"When did Anthony pull Stephanie's hairpin again?"

"Are there any more junior students who are ignorant?"