Chapter 17: Team Southern Monsoon (2/2)

Ayrin thought of something and turned his head around, asking Belo, “These are students of Southern Monsoon Academy? Their school uniforms are yellow with a parasol tree leaf emblem on them?”

“That’s not a parasol tree leaf, it’s a maple leaf emblem. The strongest arcane master in the history of the Southern Monsoon Academy had a secret skill called ‘Maple of Life.’ The maple leaf emblem is in remembrance of the legend and glory of this powerful arcane master.” Belo pushed his glasses and said, sounding as if he were a big shot. “Look carefully at that group of students, see which ones among them are the most arrogant and the most enthusiastic.”

“Why?”

“After the match ends, we’ll go beat up the noisiest and most arrogant ones.”

“…”

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Amidst all the racket suddenly brought by the big group of Southern Monsoon students, the red-haired Moss sat alone in a certain corner of the stands.

An inexplicable disquiet had gotten hold of him after chancing upon the team of five on the road. Someone like him who came from a great clan with a formidable blood lineage would naturally not have the same ambitions as those ordinary students. They’d find a steady job after graduation, drifting along and waiting for death, while his goal was to become a mighty arcane master under the starry skies that would inspire awe and reverence. So for a freshman as proud as him, the academy’s glory was something essential. He’d always thought before meeting that team of five that no matter how disastrous the academy’s past results, everything would be better once he was eligible to go to battle as a representative of Holy Dawn Academy.

However, the emergence of that team of five actually made him feel uncertain about everything.

That feeling of pressure that made him almost unable to breathe, it made him feel like he’d have no way to compete even if given a year or two.

“What?”

An extremely conflicted and somewhat confused Moss stood up all of a sudden, breathing heavily.

At this time, the teams from Holy Dawn Academy and Southern Monsoon Academy as well as the teachers in charge of them began to come inside the field. He could see with a single glance that the golden-haired boy was definitely not among the five from Southern Monsoon Academy.

“So they weren’t the student team for Southern Monsoon?”

“Then who the hell are they?!”

Moss stared blankly at Southern Monsoon’s team. Other than the golden-haired boy, he didn’t have much an impression of the other four, but he was certain right now the five from Southern Monsoon Academy were different from the five he met beforehand.

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“Its the Amazing Girl!”

At the other end of the stands, Ayrin immediately shouted with excitement when he saw Chris among the representatives for Holy Dawn Academy.

Chris had her air bunched up today. She looked especially spirited.

Belo muttered, “What are you yelling for.” His gaze full of evil intent lock onto tightly on the team of five from Southern Monsoon Academy.

“Hmm?” Very quickly, he made a strange sound.

Ayrin immediately asked, “What?”

“There’s a new guy who joined their team, looks very dangerous,” Belo solemnly said.

“Which one? You know the rest of them?” Ayrin stared blankly. Everyone in the Southern Monsoon team was a boy. One of them had an especially tall figure, looking close to two meters tall, with very short hair. He didn’t wear Southern Monsoon’s outer uniform like the others, but only a yellow tank top. Thick body hair grew on his exposed skin, looking as hard as steel needles.

Among the four others, one was short fatty with a very bloated figure. He looked like a ball seen from afar. It even looked like he was chewing something in his mouth. There was a small and thin person with hair of a peculiar green color. Another one had his collar pulled up, his hands shrunken inside his sleeves, his head always lowered, his pale white hair tied in a braid. There was also one with pale yellow hair, his build and facial features both very ordinary.

“I watched the Southern Monsoon team’s matches before.” Belo rubbed his chin, looking as if plotting something. “That very tall guy who looks especially fierce is their team captain, Ferdinand. That fatball is Apia, the white-haired kid shrinking inside his clothes is from Clan Ryswell, the pale yellow hair kid seems to be called Crewe. That green-haired kid came out from thin air.”

“What’s special about Clan Ryswell?”Ayrin looked at Belo with some resentment, “You still haven’t told me what the rules of the competition are like.”

“Clan Ryswell is a clan with hybrid mutated blood.”

“Hybrid mutated blood?”

“Their bloodline is especially mixed. The successive generations of the clan have a history of intermarriage with elves, giants, and beastmen bloodlines. They have a little bit of every bloodline, that’s why you can’t even tell what’s their real bloodline nowadays. The only thing that’s certain is that people from their clan have move especially nimbly, and also, their clan have secret skills exclusive to those with their clan’s blood.”

Belo’s sight locked on tight on that seemingly low-key green-haired shorty, while he carried on with his explanation to Ayrin, “Now you can see the teams from both sides, both sides have five people, the rules are very simple. Both sides each send out one person, the winner can stay on the field and continue fighting. The game ends when the five on one side are all defeated.”

“One versus one duel, when you win you can even keep fighting on?”

“Right, that’s why usually even if you can’t win you still have to struggle to the utmost, so you can consume the other side’s strength and create an opportunity for the teammate coming after you.” Belo nodded. “That’s why many matches stop only when one side collapses entirely, unable to stand back up.”