Chapter 276: Dark Demon Composes The Future (1) |
Chapter 276 Dark Demon Composes The Future Part 1
On the red player's platform, Dark squinted slightly, feeling the joy of victory. Although this duel was not long, it consumed a lot of energy. But the tsunami-like loud cheers made him a little excited.
"Is this a duel?" A thrilling duel and hearty victory all made him realize once again what a duel was.
One can be indifferent, but not without desire. A Rookie League gave him a new perspective on dueling.
He didn't look at the audience under the platform for the first time, but turned his head slightly and looked at Elvis Kevin opposite.
This senior Kevin was really a good opponent.
If there was a chance to fight him again, that would be great.
...
He subconsciously took a deep breath. As time passed, his emotions that had just gotten out of control had been adjusted.
He took out the magic cards and called back the remaining mechanical components in the arena.
Since it was a duel, there would always be a winner and loser. Besides, it was not the first time he lost to someone.
Apart from the fact that his opponent was a first-year student, the reason that he lost his calm towards the end of the duel today was mainly because the duel was too intense, which made him become too involved.
Once one was too involved, it was difficult to control their emotions.
After sorting out his mood again, he turned to Dark and said first: "I lost."
Dark nodded slightly: "It was a good fight."
Their voices were muffled by unquenched cheers, only so far that both sides could barely hear them.
Although it was only a one-sentence communication, both sides had a good impression.
The two greeted each other again, and then looked away from each other.
Dark picked up the magic card, called back the Miltank in the field, and began to replenish the magic energy of every card one by one.
Bastemon's fusion time limit had not yet been reached - she had not mastered the skill of "Fusion Disengagement".
At this time, Dark began to look down the platform.
He first saw the three people headed by Valkyrie, and raised his hand and waved at Alvette.
Alvette's eyes lit up, and she quickly raised her hand and waved vigorously!
The eldest princess did not stop her this time. She could probably understand Valkyrie's excitement.
Dark's gaze shifted slightly, and he looked at Claire sitting next.
Claire lifted "Galileo"'s paws and waved at him.
Dark couldn't help but smile.
That cat was still that fat!
Then he looked back, looked around the ring belt, caught Dianna, Rose, and Pandora, and didn't look any further.
After all, the next game would continue, and he couldn't always occupy the player platform.
When he stepped off the platform, Bastemon walked lightly beside him.
"Let's go," Dark said softly.
Bastemon followed him all the way into the player passage.
Senior Sister Charlotte beckoned to him and congratulated him: "I didn't expect you to win!"
Dark smiled: "I was lucky."
Then he greeted White, who was waiting at the entrance, "Hi, Gawd. Is it your game next?"
White's smile was slightly bitter, but he replied, "Yes."
Dark encourages politely: "Fight!"
White: "Thank you."
As soon as he finished speaking, White Gawd walked out of the player passage and walked to the red player's platform.
His back didn't look very energetic.
Dark asked curiously, "What's wrong with him?"
Demi Charlotte shook her head slightly and said, "Maybe it's because of the pressure."
Dark thought about White's situation, and agreed: "Maybe yes."
Sometimes, bearing the expectations of too many people was actually a very hard thing to do.
Fortunately, his own pressure came from within, and no one had high expectations of him.
Thinking of this, he turned and walked deep into the passage, but instead of returning to the player lounge, he turned to another passage leading to the ring belt.
When there was no one, he said to Bastemon, "Thank you all for your hard work today."
But Bastemon didn't respond.
Dark turned his head to look subconsciously, and suddenly a trace of musk smell entered his nose. Before he turned his face, there was a slight itching feeling on his neck, which was the feeling of hair tickling his skin.
Two delicate arms took the opportunity to surround him, wrapping around his neck.
Fragrant breath was blown into his other ear, making him slightly uncomfortable.
"Stop making trouble," Dark said helplessly.
The reason why he summoned [Bastemon] very few times after he crafted [Fusion] was that she was so clingy!
"Meow~♥" Bastemon was naturally not affected by such a soft command.
Dark reached out and grabbed one of her tails, then tightened his grip all of sudden!
Bastemon's body softened in an instant, like a cat being pinched at the back of their neck.
Dark let go of her tail casually, like a young noble who despised all temptations. He adjusted his collar, and then said, "I'm going out, remember not to expose yourself."
"Okay." Bastemon followed closely, like an aggrieved little girl.
Then one person and one magical spirit walked out of the passage and walked into the sunlight.
Based on his memory, Dark found the corner where Pandora-senpai was, and sat down beside her very naturally, attracting a lot of attention.
"Senpai, what do you think?" Dark said.
Pandora glanced at the Bastemon beside Dark very vaguely, and said, "This is the result of [Fusion]?"
Dark nodded: "If I had no [Fusion] today, I really wouldn't have known what the result would be. Senior Kevin is really a formidable opponent."
Pandora chuckled; "You are just not that experienced. By this time next year, his level..."
Dark blinked, confirming that he heard something from Pandora-senpai's mouth.
He said, "I heard that last year, almost no first-year student was able to join the dueling club in advance?"
Pandora: "I don't pay much attention to this. But amongst this year's second-year students, only a few are good. Mhm, Elvis Kevin, barely count."
She said it discreetly, but Dark suspected that it was not that the second-year students were bad, but that her standard was too high.
"Beep--" the whistle sounded, signaling the beginning of the eleventh duel this morning.
Dark whispered to Pandora-senpai and then left from the back.
Today was a rare occasion. He wanted to spend some time with his family.
The height difference between the spectator stand of the open-air dueling hall and the ring belt was only one meter, but the distance between the two was more than three meters, and there was a buffer zone in the middle.
Since the audience couldn't actually get from the spectator stand to the ring belt, there were no guardrails or the like in between.
However, the students also could not go to the "spectator stand", so the people from both sides could not communicate with each other well.
It was just that when students stood in the ring belt, they could still see the "spectator stand".
But the people in the "spectator stand" couldn't see the students in the "ring belt".
This was a safeguard for student privacy.
Dark walked to the ring belt closest to Alvette, and found a place to sit down. Accompanied by Bastemon, he silently replenished the magic spirits with magic energy.
One should be able to resist flattery, and withstand indifference.
Of course, Dark wouldn't go to his mother and beg for praise like a spoiled child, but just getting closer would ease his mood gradually.
He really had no external pressure.
But the internal pressure was not comparable to ordinary people's external pressure.
After he stopped thinking about other stuff and felt it carefully, he felt that the temperature in winter seemed to warm up a little.
...
Three meters behind him, Alvette didn't even know that her baby was sitting in front of her.
She just came here to watch her child's performance. After watching the performance, since she couldn't have further contact with her child, she also lost interest and decided to go back.
But the eldest princess held her back with a helpless expression: "Let's go after watching White Gawd's game."
"Gawd?" Alvette couldn't help thinking of the naughty "Gawd".
Because of the different battle lines, her memory of Bright Gawd only stayed in her student days and the demon king crusade towards the end of the war.
As for other things, she didn't know that much.
In fact, her relationship with Bright Gawd was not particularly good, at most they were members of the same club.
Alvette thought for a while and said, "The Gawd family is indeed prone to produce the Brave One, but what evidence is there to prove that White Gawd is the future Brave One? Just because of that useless Holy Sword Spell?"
Princess Eliza said: "It's because of the prophecy. The Deputy Castellan of Sky Castle, Granny Maggie of Norway Forest, had all prophesied about it. White Gawd will become the Brave One and stand up when the world is in crisis again, just like his father."
Alvette shook her head and said, "I know that. But if the prophecy were true and accurate, he wouldn't have died in the battle with the demons."
Eliza: "Although I also think so, I would rather believe it. It's not credible. We all know that the world is not safe."
Alvette sighed, "That's why I don't want to continue fighting internally."
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Meanwhile, the eldest prince Charles and the archbishop were finally able to watch the game of "the Brave One" that they wanted to watch.
"The Brave One" had always been favored by "light" and had a good affinity with the holy church, so the relationship between the two was generally not bad.
The last Brave One was also supported by the holy church initially after graduation. However, they later fell out because of some things, but it was not to the extent that it could not be resolved.
At least that was what the holy church thought.
The reason why they came this time was to find out the talent potential of "the Brave One", while observing the character quality of "The Brave One" at the same time.
Only by getting to know a person as much as possible could they make targeted strategies.
Whether it was out of "righteousness" or "political elements", they all needed to be prepared for this.
Regarding this point, they and the eldest princess thought the same.
"It's finally here, is he the future Brave One?"
Looking at White Gawd who got on the platform, the eldest prince couldn't help but get serious.
From the appearance alone, White was quite in line with the impression that "the Brave One" had always given people.
That almost natural affinity could make it easier for people to trust him.Please vote for this novel at