Chapter 338

Diana looked eager to try, and she was probably imagining making the biggest snowman in St. Marian!

However, when she saw the magic elves timidly lining up from Dark's dormitory, the idea of ​​snowball fight that she had put aside before overwhelmed the idea of ​​making a snowman again.

She originally thought that no one would play snowball fight with her, but now she doesn't have to worry at all!

Dark let her mix with the magic elves, walking in front like a kindergarten monitor, becoming the locomotive of the team.

He walked side by side with Rose.

This large group of people and pets walked down the stairs in a mighty manner and came to the common room of the Noble Court.

The chattering of the magic elves and Diana followed into the common room.

The male and female students who were warming themselves by the fireplace in the common room were instantly attracted.

This unprecedented grand scene made them almost forget what was at hand.

Even the kissing male and female couples froze.

It's not that no one likes to carry magic elves around, but carrying a large group of them like this...

Is it because they think there is too much magic power or something?

And the expressions and movements of these magic elves are like living creatures, and each of them seems to have grown up eating cuteness!

In the past, there was a profession called "tamer", who fought by taming monsters.

When they traveled, they often traveled in groups like this.

But in this era, tamers who are far behind the times are almost extinct, and can only be seen in circuses.

At this time, Dak had a bit of the style of a tamer.

It was not until Diana and the magic elves' train drove out of the common room that the students of the Noble Academy suddenly woke up.

Then a discussion like a volcano broke out.

A few girls whispered to each other and couldn't help but follow.

They didn't think about rushing up to pick one up, but just looking at the group of little guys from a distance, a feeling of satisfaction arose spontaneously.

…

Under such circumstances, a student who usually stayed in the common room suddenly stood up and quietly walked upstairs.

Room 501, Tower of the Nobles Academy.

Angus Jeffrey, the president of the Noble History Research Society, was drinking afternoon tea surrounded by members.

Angus Jeffrey was a fourth-year student. He became the president of the Nobles Academy Research Society in the second half of his third year, and it has been almost a year now.

Since the last rookie competition, the second-year top student Elsie Kevin he assigned not only lost in the duel with Dak Dimon.

And he also became the super background board for the emergence of Dak, so he was a little quiet for a while.

The Noble History Research Society is not a monolithic entity.

Once he made a big mistake in decision-making, damaged the collective interests, or caused a big loss to the reputation of the society, even if he was the president, he might be squeezed out.

In fact, the decision he made against Dak in the rookie competition was already a failure, which caused considerable damage to the reputation of the society.

When he was fighting with other clubs some time ago, he was even laughed at on the spot and could not refute.

For this reason, he needs to do something to make up for this loss.

So when someone told him that Dak was traveling with a large number of magic elves, he knew that his chance had come!

The release of magic elves consumes a lot of magic power, which is obviously common sense!

Although Dak Dimon's magic talent seems to be very strong, humans themselves have limits.

No matter how strong he is, he can't consume it recklessly.

As long as you seize the opportunity when his magic power is exhausted, you can do a little trick to kill his prestige.

Once Dak Dimon makes a fool of himself in public, Angus Jeffrey will be able to win back a city.

And this little trick is also particular.

It must be within the rules.

St. Marian College explicitly prohibits fighting, but advocates that all disputes be resolved in the form of duels.

In addition, it is Valentine's Day, which is prone to disputes, and it is the right time and place.

In the end, there is only one hand of people.

But this "people" problem is a big problem.

Jeffrey took a sip of tea, looked at the members around him, and said, "How is it, do you have anyone to recommend?"

The members lowered their heads when he asked this question.

Recommend?

Who to recommend?

Even Elsie Kevin is not his opponent, who else can he recommend?

Go to the second-year student Mary to fight a real-life kombat?

If he really goes, it's hard to say who will be beaten!

But if you exclude the second-year students, do you still have to go to the third-year, fourth-year, or even fifth-year students?

Hey!

It was embarrassing enough to ask a second-year student to deal with Dak Dimon last time, okay?

He is a first-year student who has only been enrolled for more than half a year!

"I think so."

Jeffrey's confidant, Mike Irving, brushed his curly hair and said, "Dak Dimon is not an ordinary person after all, and he publicly defeated Kevin in the rookie competition. So, it's not shameful for us to find a third-year student."

Jeffrey turned his gaze to him and asked, "So, Irving, you have a candidate?"

Irving coughed dryly, but glanced to the side: "No."

What the hell is that!

Jeffrey cursed in his heart and turned to look at the snowy scene outside the window.

Owen added: "That's it. We are all students of the Noble House, and we all have our own arrogance. It's okay to assign the second graders to fight against the first graders.

But if it is a third grader, it is difficult for anyone to agree. So this matter... Actually, we don't need to bite him all the time.

Even if he established his own society in the future, he would not be able to escape the fact that he was from the House of Nobles, and his society would never be at odds with the House of Nobility. We can actually be in the same trench..."

"stop!"

Jeffrey was obviously tired of his tirade and stopped on the spot.

Mike Owen's sudden words were obviously denying his previous decision, which made him very unhappy.

Suddenly he rolled his eyes and looked at Owen with a sneer: "I have someone chosen!"

…

Dake didn't expect that a good student like himself, with both academic performance and moral character, would be targeted.

After he led a large force out of the tower of the House of Lords, he did not leave the castle immediately. Instead, he went up the nearest stairs and reached the fifth floor of the castle first.

This height is almost enough to take in the scenery.

The magic elves climbed up to the holes in the city wall one by one, overlooking the pure white land covered in silver.

The snowy scenery seen from a height and the snowy scenery seen from the ground are completely different pictures.

It’s not easy to have such an opportunity.

Dark hoped that the magical elves could experience more perspectives.

He stood nearby, gently looking at the excited magic elves, and his heart gradually became complete.

Diana, on the other hand, pulled Rose and blended perfectly into the magical elves, without any difference being noticeable.

The two familiars were running around chasing their heels. Although they looked quite nimble, Dark, who had seen many of his own magical elves, could easily see the rigidity in their movements.

"Find an opportunity to give them a little surprise."

Dark smiled slightly.

…

When the magical elves had enough trouble, Dark led them down the stairs on the other side of the castle.

His current magic power is roughly equal to that of an adult magician, but the quality and recovery rate of magic power are far superior, so the amount of magic power that can be used per unit time is higher than that of an adult magician.

The magic power consumed by a few magical elves can be replenished by the self-recovery of magic power alone.

So so far, so easy.

But if it lasts for a while longer, there may be insufficient magic power.

So next, he was going to find a suitable place to spread out the "paradise".

…

While Duck was planning an afternoon snow viewing activity, most of the first graders were worrying about Valentine's Day.

Knights' House Tower, first-year dormitory.

Witte Gaud and Robert Blosheim hid in their dormitory playing Wizard Chess.

Because Robert has a new chess piece, Werther, who was no longer an opponent to begin with, is even less of an opponent.

The two of them almost stopped having fun.

After falling into a disadvantage again, Werther hesitated and said: "Robert, you said that Dark deliberately displayed the vampire chess piece. What was his purpose?"

Robert shook his head, indicating that he had no idea.

Witte then speculated to himself: "The seal of the secret passage has not been unlocked yet. Is it because the professors have not been able to find the vampire? Could it be that the reason why Dark showed the vampire chess pieces was to lure him into taking the bait? But it can work. Does it work?”

Robert still shook his head: "I don't know."

Witte: "If Dark really did that under the instruction of the professors, could it be that the vampire Vlad has actually escaped from the secret passage and is hiding among us? Otherwise, his behavior cannot be explained!"

Robert sighed: "Witt, don't think too much. It's too dangerous. Even if it's as you guessed, we can't intervene."

"That's not necessarily the case." Witte shook the chess piece and whispered, "With the help of the seniors and sisters, my "Holy Sword Curse" is almost completed."

Robert was startled, and then congratulated: "That's a good thing! The holy sword matches the brave, and the brave with the holy sword is the real brave! Do you still remember Professor Medea's prophecy?"

"Of course." Witte said, "History is always similar, and reincarnation never stops. I will inherit my father's legacy and become a holy sword user worthy of being the son of a brave man!"

Robert smiled: "So, Mr. Holy Swordsman, are you ready to deliver chocolates?"

Witte's expression suddenly froze and he sighed: "I can only use the prepared chocolate from the store."

This means that he tried and failed to make handmade chocolate.

Robert comforted: "Actually, it's all the same. Maybe the chocolate in the store tastes better."

Witt: "Maybe."

While sighing like this, his "castle" was completely captured by Robert's chess pieces.

But his mind was already far away.

Robert asked: "How are you doing? Have you figured out how to deliver it? Have someone deliver it to you, leave it quietly at the front desk of the library, or deliver it in person yourself?"

Witte came back to his senses and said firmly: "Send it in person! I am the son of a brave man!"

…

Half an hour later.

Werther and Robert appeared at the door of the library.

When he came to the door, Werther became nervous.

He hesitated for a while, waited until no one was at the door, then gritted his teeth and walked into the library.

Pandora is reading a book at the front desk.

She made an appointment with Ms. Bella to change shifts around 3pm.