Chapter 1365

But in fact... they are enemies!

So it doesn't matter what age they are.

Dark's smile gradually grew, and he continued to watch the game.

During this time, more and more people gathered.

But the two players were not affected... or they didn't have much time to pay attention to the people around them.

They had to concentrate completely to deal with the opponent's offensive.

The intensity of this game was no less intense than a magic duel.

After about ten minutes, the two suddenly stopped.

But the total value of the troops limited by a game of chess was exhausted at the same time!

"Draw."

Both sides frowned at the same time, showing dissatisfaction.

But Emma has been like this, and Audrey's expression was only a flash.

After two breaths, the two suddenly looked up and looked at each other: Come again!

"Joan of Arc! Wait!" Evan Pearson took this opportunity to interrupt, obviously to remind Audrey not to waste time here.

But Audrey Jeanne didn't even look at him, and she had already resumed her chess game.

It seemed that she was too lazy to even say the word "go away".

Seeing him frustrated, Dake patted his shoulder affectionately and told him: "The Witt Gold you are looking for has arrived. Do you want to go and see?"

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[Tickets(；′⌒`)]

Chapter 866 Dake Dimon and the Kind Archbishop 4k

Evan Pearson stared at Audrey Jeanne deeply and said, "Since you are here, let's go and see."

Dake smiled slightly, winked at Aurora, and then took Evan Pearson and Tommie Smith out of the encirclement.

Their actions were no less attractive to the onlookers than Audrey Jeanne's group.

In a blink of an eye, half of the people broke away from the encirclement and followed Dake and others to the outside of the back garden.

There, Witt Gold was running over here excitedly with the boys from the second-year Knight Academy.

He originally thought that he would not have the chance to see the [Son of God] and the [Saintess] since he went to the Holy Church Mystery Academy, but he did not expect that the two would come so early.

He was already very excited when Dak sent him a message with the [Professor Card]. When he heard the news about the [Saintess], he naturally ran over with more excitement.

After all, for boys of this age, the [Saintess] is always more attractive to them than the [Son of God].

It was a pity that he was caught by Dak before he entered the back garden.

"This is really a lucky encounter."

Dak smiled and greeted Witt.

But Witt looked at his smile as dazzling as the sun, and felt a chill in his heart.

He subconsciously moved his eyes away and saw the [Son of the Holy] following behind Dak. He immediately had an idea and asked, "Evan Pearson?"

Evan Pearson narrowed his eyes and asked, "Witt Gold?"

"Yes, it's me." Witt subconsciously straightened his back and extended his hand to the [Son of the Holy].

"Nice to meet you." Evan Pearson walked forward and shook hands with the [Son of the Brave].

At this time, everyone around had gathered, and Dak also walked half a step to the side without leaving a trace, turning himself from a central figure into a "bystander".

After the collision between the [Saint] and the second-year Knight Academy Chief, the [Son of the Holy] also collided with the [Son of the Brave] of the second-year Knight Academy.

The onlookers were happy to see it happen, and they just wanted the collision between them to be more intense.

It would be best if... a full-scale fight!

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"Hey, Dak."

Dak stepped back a little and heard Doron's whisper behind him.

Duolong asked in a low voice: "Why do you always eat alone? Don't you think about the brothers who are about to die of thirst?"

"Sorry, Duolong." Dak laughed softly, "This is unexpected."

Duolong walked out with great interest, and while carefully looking at the [Son of God] over there, he said: "Is that the Son of God? It can be seen that he is from our Noble Academy."

Dak smiled and said: "After all, he is also a son of nobility."

Dolong complained again: "But why are the [Son of God] and the [Saintess] facing guys from the Knight Academy? They got a big score again!"

Dak shook his head, but did not continue to pay attention.

At the center, after politely greeting, [Son of the Holy] Evan Pearson finally showed his fangs: "Ever since I heard that the son of [The Brave] is also my age, I have always wanted to meet you. It's a pity that you and I are in different schools, which is always a pity. So when Archbishop Norris asked me if I would like to come here as an exchange student, I agreed without hesitation. But I never expected that you are also an exchange student here!"

Witt said: "Actually, I don't want to..."

Dake: "Ahem!"

Witt quickly changed the subject: "I represent the college and have no choice but to do my duty. "

"You are worthy of being the next generation of heroes!" Evan Pearson said, "I grew up listening to the stories of heroes, and I especially admired the hero Brett. Later, when I learned that he had a son, I was excited for a long time."

Witt smiled and said, "Really? I have always been proud of my father."

Evan Pearson raised his lips and said, "But there is one thing I can't figure out."

Witt said, "Please tell me."

Evan Pearson narrowed his eyes and whispered, "The title of [Hero] is given by the Holy Church, so why does the son of [Hero] have to study at St. Marian College?"

Werther was stunned for a moment by his question.

He had never thought about this problem.

But after being asked about it, he subconsciously said: "Maybe it's because I only received an invitation to enter St. Marian College?"

Evan Pearson's tone was stagnant. He naturally thought that Witt would answer "Of course because my father studied at St. Marian College", but he did not expect to receive such a simple and unpretentious answer.

This caused him to have a miscarriage in an instant, which he had prepared in advance, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Instead, Witte said enthusiastically: "Don't worry about it for now. It's a rare encounter. Let's get to know each other. My classmates are all very curious about you. By the way, what's the difference between you [Holy Son] and us ordinary people? I see you It’s just one nose and two ears. I really don’t see any difference...Ah, I’m sorry, I’ve been a bit irritable lately, and it’s all been contagious. I’m definitely not that kind of person!”

"Heh." Evan Pearson's voice suddenly raised and he said to Witte, "So, son of the [Brave]! Do you dare to duel with me?"

"Ah," Witte's tone softened. "You're jumping a little too far, my friend. But if you really want to duel with me, of course I won't refuse. But the state has national laws and the school has school rules. Since we have St. Marian's College, you must abide by the rules of our college, what do you think?"

Evan Pearson said coldly: "Naturally."

Vittor nodded and said: "That's good, take out the sorting card. How much do you want to bet?"

Evan Pearson subconsciously said: "What kind of bet? Gambling is evil, how can it be possible?"

Witte explained: "Since you challenge others, you must be determined to bet the price. For this reason, our school rules stipulate that in a duel between students, at least 100 credits must be staked. If you cannot get 100 credits , I will not duel with you here."

Evan Pearson could not refute, he could only frown and said: "Is there no other way?"

Werther glanced at Duck, who was watching the show, and said: "Of course there are ways. As long as we get the professor's permission, we can even rent a formal venue. But in that case, the significance of this duel will rise to..."

Evan Pearson interrupted him on the spot and said: "Since you only need to ask the professor for permission, you and I will go to Vice Principal Sylph together. I am sure she will give permission."

Witte looked at his face silently, and after a while he said: "No need. I can ask other professors for instructions."

As he said that, he pretended to take out his sorting card, then beeped twice, put it away, and said, "Professor agreed. Battle Hall No. 1 should be idle, we can go there."

Although Evan Pearson was suspicious, since he had achieved his goal, he didn't hesitate to ask more questions and said: "Lead the way."

…

The center shifted, and the crowds of people followed the [Son of the Brave] and the [Holy Son], and rushed towards the battle hall No. 1.

Duck stood there, watching the crowds of onlookers gathering more and more, the crowds of people surging and excited discussions, and everyone looked like they were not too dissatisfied with the matter. He knew that his kind guide... could take a break for a while.

When the people around him gradually became fewer and fewer, he raised his hand and let the little demon beast that flew down from the sky land on the back of his hand.

"Jie Jie Jie!" The little demon beast let out a burst of triumphant laughter.

Duck asked: "Are you ready?"

The little devil beast immediately nodded and said: "The magic ball has been placed."

Dak teased its chin and said, "What do you think of that [Holy Son]?"

The little devil beast immediately shook his head and said: "There is a disgusting smell."

Dak said: "That's right, after all, the attributes are not in harmony. Do you think they came so early just to let the Holy Son go to Werther for a duel?"

The little devil beast said: "It doesn't look like it."

Dak said: "I don't think it's like it either. But maybe this is one of the reasons? Evan Pearson really seems to want to duel with Werther. Does he want to prove something?"

The little devil beast grinned and said, "Don't he admire [Brave] Bright very much?"

Dak smiled and said, "Let's go and see."

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Battle Hall No. 1.

After such a long period of fermentation, the news that the exchange students from Sacred Mystery College have arrived at the college has become known to everyone.

So some people ran to watch the fight between [Saint] and Emma, ​​while others came here to watch the fight between [Holy Son] and Werther.

When Dak walked into the competition hall unhurriedly, a senior student already took the initiative to act as a referee, while Witt and Evan Pearson stood on the red and blue players' platforms respectively.

Duck found a bench directly at the door and sat down, not coming close, just watching from a distance.

Although the magic duel is a "martial battle", it will not cause substantial harm to the players on both sides.

As for who wins and who loses... Although he is on Werther's side, even if Werther loses, he won't feel anything.

However, as the dueling parties stood on the contestant stage, the atmosphere suddenly became more solemn.

It seems that there are still quite a few people who care about the outcome of this duel.

No one wants an outsider who has just arrived on his first day to win in such a duel.

However, the quality of students at St. Marian College has always been very high, and they have not shown any overt hostility.

After Witt and Evan Pearson stood on the contestant stage, they continued their conversation.

Although the conversation between the two was quite plain, the atmosphere gradually became tense.

When even the referee felt that the conversation could not continue, Witt suddenly changed his tone before blowing the whistle and said: "The professors have always told us that competition is second and friendship is first. The purpose of the duel is not to win, but to understand each other better and bring smiles to everyone. May our friendship last forever!"

Evan Pearson's eyes flashed and he said, "Thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the referee blew the whistle.

Above the heads of both players, the countdown of [Preparation Phase] clearly emerged.

At that moment, both players instantly drew cards.

The duel began!

...

The start of this duel was actually very abrupt.

But it developed so quickly.

The two teenagers who met for the first time started a duel "to promote friendship" without knowing anything about each other.

When the duel just started, Dak Dimon, who was sitting on the periphery and watching, found that there was an old man beside him.

He did not turn his head to look, but just from the bright aura emanating from the old man, he confirmed his identity.

The current chief archbishop of the Holy Church, Caleb Norris!

There was no foreshadowing for Caleb Norris's arrival.