Chapter 234

"Blue, 4 points."

The fifth grade students have troubles that they cannot tell.

"Red side, 6 points."

"Blue, 6 points."

…

Professor Fox's grading is indeed a bit strict.

Although this duel turned into a mutual exchange of waste cards in the later stages.

But both players actually have their own shining points.

As a first-year student, Witte usually summons very quickly, and the quality of his single cards is pretty good, but he doesn't have a tactical system.

And Scott’s “ink” card is really creative.

Even though his basic skills are really bad, he doesn’t have the second-level Magic Elf card.

If he didn't work hard, he would probably fail the final assessment of the second-year summoning class.

As for whether they can finally pass the Duel Club recruitment, it can only depend on luck.

…

In short, after the seventh game, Dak finally couldn't help but close his eyes and rest for a while.

He then watched Sara Swati's game.

This top student from the Magic Academy has made significant progress since the last in-class competition, and easily won the duel with a second-year senior.

The entire first round of recruiting competition lasted for more than an hour, and finally entered the second round.

Rose stood in front of the bulletin board early. After the new schedule was replaced, she found the schedules for No. 123 and No. 666, and successfully escaped before the crowd gathered around.

Thanks to Rose's foresight, Duck and Deanna don't have to worry about checking the schedule.

They took advantage of this gap to chat quietly, and Dark, who regained his energy, once again looked forward to the duel with the upperclassmen.

In this second round of recruiting games, Dak and Diana are still in venue ①, and they are in the second and fourth games respectively.

This means that Dak will be able to play again soon!

He cheered up: "I will go first this time."

Diana: "I will definitely go first next time!"

…

Not far away...

Owen, who stood next to the "Noble History Research Society Recruiting New Sign", once again looked at the three people on the bench.

A short student next to him couldn't help but raise his head and said, "Owen, when will you take action?"

Owen showed his white teeth with a calm look: "Don't worry, I'll go right away."

In fact, he was going to persuade Dak after the duel, but then he was attracted by the game of the Brave Son.

After all, although the son of a brave man, Witte Gaud, is not in the House of Nobles, he is still a serious descendant of the nobles. Who wouldn't want to find a son of a brave man to be a treasure in the society?

When the two swords of the kingdom gather together, will the Noble History Research Society be in heaven?

Unexpectedly, one look at it would make him sleepy!

So much so that I never found a chance to persuade Dark Dimon.

As for the previous societies that came to persuade but were rejected, this seemed to him to be a matter of course.

In the entire Saint Marian, only the Noble History Research Society is worthy of Darke Dimon!

In short, it was dragged until the break of the game. There happened to be no one around the three of Dak, so it was a good time to go and persuade... to recruit!

Owen straightened his proud golden bangs and headed there.

When he arrived at the place, he specially turned to the front of Dak, bowed with aristocratic etiquette and said: "Good afternoon, Dimon."

Dak then raised his head and said, "Good afternoon, senior."

Let’s call him senior, I don’t know where it comes from…

Owen introduced himself very naturally: "Well, we should have met in the common room of the Noble Garden. I am Mike Owen, a third-year student, and a member of the Noble History Research Club."

"Aristocratic History Research Club?" Dak only knew that there were many clubs in the academy, but he really didn't expect that there would be such a club.

Wouldn't it be nice to just call the History Club?

Study whatever history you want to study!

Owen cleared his throat and prepared for a long speech: "Our Noble History Research Society is mainly focused on studying the rise and fall of royal aristocrats throughout the ages. The purpose is to draw lessons from history and apply it to the future. Every member of our society is The backbone of the kingdom’s future…”

"Wait a minute." Dak interrupted him directly, "So the senior is here to recruit me into the Noble History Research Club?"

Owen showed a mysterious smile: "That's right. As long as you join our Noble History Research Club, you will at least start as vice president. Of course, you will officially join the club in the next school year."

Dak said in surprise: "Directly vice president?"

Owen said, "Yes. Your blood carries salt for you."

Duck: "Uh..."

Owen immediately added: "If you feel that the vice president is not enough, as long as you stay in the club for one year, you will be the official president! I believe that the current president will definitely step down and make way for someone else."

Dak couldn't help but laugh: "With your treatment, if I hadn't already had an idea, I might have been tempted away by you."

Owen immediately heard the voice-over, and his heart suddenly froze: "What's the explanation?"

Duck sighed: "The Noble History Research Club sounds really good, but I plan to start my own club next school year, so I'm sorry. Of course, if the seniors are interested in joining my club, I will definitely leave you a place to be reviewed."

Owen was silent.

After a while, he asked again: "Is it confirmed?"

Duck looked up: "Of course."

Owen shrugged: "That's nothing we can do. But starting a new club is not an easy thing. If you ever change your mind, you can come to me directly. The position of vice president of the Aristocratic History Research Society will always be reserved for you."

Dake: "Thank you."

Owen turned and left.

The original smile suddenly turned into a vicious look!

But this expression changed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye it turned back to a smiling look.

"What's up?" The short student asked casually when he saw him coming back.

Owen found a place to sit down and smiled, "They said they wanted to create their own club."

The short man nodded and said, "It's not that easy. But if we create our own club, it means that we won't be able to promise other clubs before the next school year. We still have a chance, right?"

Owen: "Of course we still have a chance, and it's a big chance."

The short man: "Hahaha."

Owen: "Hahaha."

The short man: "Haha your head!"

The short man suddenly jumped up and hit Owen's head with a folded paper fan, spitting: "Is that how you do things?"

Owen: "Sorry, President!"

The short man: "Useless trash!"

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"Aristocratic History Research Society?"

After Owen left, Dak thought about it carefully.

Of course, he couldn't really think that this club was studying the history of the nobility. He didn't know whose child Owen was. He didn't seem to have seen him before?

Eh...

That's right...

Since the Valkyrie took over, the Dimon family rarely did those things that were fake.

Even if they had met before, he might not remember it.

...

Dake immediately turned his attention back to the recruitment competition.

This first game was actually a duel between two third-year seniors.

Although they were far from being excellent among their peers, their two and a half years of study still gave them the strength that matched the accumulation of time.

"A pretty exciting duel."

Dake gave his own evaluation.

Then he stood up a little anxiously.

"It's my turn. I wonder who my opponent will be this time?"

"If it's the level of these two seniors, I can have a little more fun."

No matter who it is, after making great efforts, they need to get positive feedback.

Just like the red flower reward and punishment system that Dak formulated for the magic elves, only with positive feedback can some of the magic elves' independent efforts be promoted.

And being able to enjoy "bliss" in the duel is the positive feedback he chose for himself!

Undoubtedly.

He found new fun in the duel.

...

"It's his turn again."

Professor Fox sat up subconsciously in the judging seat.

Comparison is comparison, competition is competition.

In any case, Dak Dimon is the most promising little guy he found in this recruitment competition.

The last round of the game ended too quickly, and he still had a lot to see clearly.

This time, he must watch carefully.

Professor Jones, who was sitting next to him, smiled slightly. Some people's life trajectories are far ahead from the start. It is an honor to be able to walk with them before they show their prowess, not to mention as a teacher.

Although she did not come to St. Marian by her own subjective will at first, every time she saw the young magicians grow rapidly under her guidance, her sense of identity with the position of teacher gradually became stronger.

"I wonder how much more surprise he can bring us?"

...

On the other side...

Angelia, after being reminded by her classmates, put down Claire's Travels in her hand, stood up and walked towards venue ①.

Some time ago, a strange trend came from somewhere in Traveler Street. Both new and old bookstores were doing Christmas collections of signed editions, and the prices doubled directly.

This kind of leeks-cutting thing, but some people voluntarily took the bait.

Angelia spent all her savings to fill the bookshelf, and she said it was really good!

Now, the matter of joining the duel club, which was originally just a verbal talk, has also been put on the agenda.