Chapter 855

The schedule announced today does not involve Saturday and Sunday.

But there are three full games on his schedule.

From the first to the third game, although there are three separate time points, it is obviously unreasonable.

"Is this a way to catch a fat sheep and pluck it to death?"

"I remember that the director of the duel club this year is the senior sister Inia Knight of the Knight Academy?"

"Tsk!"

...

"Great!"

Just as Dak was complaining in his heart, Pistan, who was sitting on the other side of him, suddenly shouted excitedly.

Dark asked curiously: "What good thing happened?"

Pistan said proudly: "It's okay, I have a bye today. The first game should be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Oh." Dak nodded, turned back, and prepared to adjust his mentality as soon as possible to welcome the upcoming duel.

"By the way, what about you, Dak?" Pistan asked, "Doron said you have a lot, what do you mean?"

"Nothing." Dak said, "Just a little too many matches."

As he said that, he tilted the "Sorting Card" towards Pistan.

Pistan lowered his head and read: "First game..."

[Dak Dimon VS Witt Gold]

[Time: October 4, 1st game]

...

"Hey, Witt, are you in the first game?" Robert nudged Witt's waist and asked in the area of ​​the second-year Knight Academy.

Witt quickly moved aside and said, "You've seen it all, what else are you talking about?"

Robert chuckled and said, "Those guys in the duel club are really annoying. They actually let you and Dark appear in the first duel. How about it, what do you think?"

Witt took a deep breath: "What else can I do? Although I know it may be a little early now, this is indeed the opportunity I have dreamed of. Even if I may not catch it, I will try it... Wait, you are not thinking of asking Dark to avenge you, right?"

Robert's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "How could it be? I will definitely stand on your side."

Witt sneered immediately: "I believe you redneck! Even if I can't win, I won't lose particularly badly!"

Robert whispered: "That's hard to say..."

Witt suddenly shuddered and raised his eyebrows and said, "What?"

Robert quickly said: "Of course I believe you won't be tortured, after all, you just defeated my man! Right?"

Witt was suddenly speechless, then sat down with a dull look, looking in the direction of Dark and took a deep breath.

Whenever he saw Dark's back, he always subconsciously wanted to take out the "Forbidden Love" to check it out.

But before he knew it, he hadn't used the magic card that could see into other people's emotions for a long time.

Witt suddenly asked Robert, "You said, I just helped him, will his favorability towards me increase?"

Robert slowly turned to him, then opened his mouth in surprise, as if he was surprised that Witt suddenly thought of this inexplicably.

"Don't look at me like that." Witt turned his face away and looked at Dark again, "He is not only our savior, but also my mother. Of course I want to have a good relationship with him. But it seems a bit difficult."

Robert blinked, suddenly slapped his head, and said, "You must be too weak! That's right, you must be too weak to attract his attention."

Witt: "Ah?"

Robert patted his shoulder meaningfully and said, "Perform well, young man."

Witt was confused.

...

On the other side...

The second-year magic school area

Sara Swati played with the "Sorting Card" in her hand, thinking.

After a while, she suddenly asked: "Heidi, are you playing in the afternoon?"

Her die-hard supporter Heidi Euphemia nodded and said: "Yes, the seventh game. What about you?"

Sara raised her head slightly and said: "I didn't play in the afternoon."

Heidi: "Then..."

Sara smiled: "But in the evening."

Heidi asked curiously: "What about the opponent? Who is so unlucky to meet you."

Sara shook her head: "I have to leave for a while now. I probably won't be able to watch your game in the afternoon."

Heidi immediately showed a look of astonishment.

Sarah said seriously, "I need to prepare. There will be a strong opponent tonight!"

"Strong enemy?" Heidi couldn't help guessing, "Emma?"

Sarah shook her head and said, "It's Dak!"

She put the "Sorting Card" into the card bag and whispered, "I still have an experiment to complete. I hope I can catch up. You must do your best in your game!"

Heidi nodded and said, "I will. Although the opponent is that guy Justin Wayne..."

Sarah clenched her fist at her and said, "You are both class leaders. The difference in strength is not big. The victory or defeat is only between the same. I am optimistic about you."

Heidi's cheeks were slightly red, and she hurriedly said, "I will definitely win!"

Sarah nodded with satisfaction, and then stood up and left the audience.

...

About five minutes before the end of the fifteen-minute break, Dak received a reminder to go to the player waiting room.

He said a few words to Doron and Pistan beside him, and then stood up and walked outside.

It was not only him and Witt who received the reminder to enter, but also several students who were in the front of the game.

When Dake just saw Diana, Diana had already trotted over.

"Which game are you in?"

"The second game!" Diana said excitedly.

She was obviously quite excited about the upcoming appearance.

Dak knew that she and Rose had signed up for the rookie competition almost every week, and in terms of practical experience, she might have more experience than him.

"I'm the first one, let's go." Dak smiled and led the way into the contestant channel.

...

A few minutes later, the first batch of second-year contestants had arrived at the contestant lounge.

The duel club members who were responsible for passing the message stood at the door and confirmed their identities one by one.

After Dak entered the contestant lounge, he came to the window and found that the view here was just right, and he could see the stage completely.

"Professor Sylph is on the stage!" Diana said excitedly.

After hearing this, the other students also gathered around.

We are all classmates, and when there is no dispute over the house, the relationship can be made up.

A group of people crowded at the window and watched Professor Sylph talk on the stage.

I don't know why.

Obviously, when I was sitting in the seat, I hated to listen to this kind of official speech the most, but just changing a place can taste a different taste.

The students were all discussing Professor Sylph's words with great interest, and the atmosphere was lively.

But Dak quietly left after watching for a while.

He squeezed into the crowd, and always felt that Witt was secretly watching him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Isn't it just the duel next? What are you looking at? If you look again, I will..."

Dak complained in his heart and walked to the door of the waiting room.

Professor Sylph's speech was coming to an end. Next, it was the turn of the first contestant to appear.

To be honest, he had been waiting for a long time, and even a little impatient.

The two exhibition matches rekindled his passion for duels.

…

"This year's sophomores are as energetic as ever. This year's "Silver Cup" will be equally exciting. As the vice president of the college, I sincerely hope that every student can learn from the competition and go a step further to become a good enough magician!"

Professor Sylph on the stage was still serious, which made her beauty slightly faded, but her voice reached everyone's ears, making people listen attentively.

After a very long speech, she finally put down her hand, raised her head and announced: "This year's "Silver Cup" is now open!"

The applause from the audience suddenly sounded like a tide.

Professor Sylph nodded slightly and left the stage.

Then the host Judy took the microphone and immediately said: "Then, let us warmly welcome the two players who will be on stage in the first duel of this "Silver Cup"."

"First, the player assigned to the red player platform, the second-year Knight Academy... Yes, it is the well-known "Son of the Brave" - ​​Witt Goder!"

The exhibition match between Witt and Robert obviously won him more popularity.

The audience's applause became more intense.

Judy nodded with satisfaction and continued to read: "Then, the player assigned to the blue player platform, the second-year Noble Academy..."

Judy's face flashed a trace of embarrassment, but she adjusted immediately and said loudly: "Some people may have heard of his name. That's right, he is the winner of the Red Star last year, and now the second-year head student - Dak Dimon!"

When Dak Dimon's name came out of Judy's mouth, especially the audience in the audience outside, they all paused for a moment, as if they were savoring the familiarity of this name.

But Alvette Saint Dimon, who was sitting in the front row, had already clapped vigorously.

Lady Camilla and Viscountess Fruti beside her also clapped slowly.

The audience seemed to finally remember that they had just heard this name half an hour ago, and suddenly, the applause like a tsunami rang out.

In this unprecedented warm applause, Dark and Witt walked out of the contestant channel one after another, and walked to the duel venue in the middle under the guidance of the staff.

The two looked at each other vaguely, and then walked towards the contestant platform on both sides of the venue.

Dark took the opportunity to walk up the stairs and took a look at the audience outside. As a result, he saw Alvette and the other two aunts, as well as the head maid Ollie, in the front row.

After he walked onto the stage, he waved in that direction, and waited until Alvette waved back, and then he turned to face the card table.

"Long-awaited rookie competition."

Dark murmured, then input magic power and activated the card table.

The loudspeaker was activated, and he knew that his next words would be transmitted to the entire venue through the loudspeaker in the card table.

So in order to liven up the atmosphere, he said: "I haven't had a chance to say anything just now, Witt, you have made great progress. The performance in the exhibition match was great."

Witt's expression froze, and after a long while, he uttered a word with difficulty: "Thank you."

Dak smiled slightly and said: "I should thank you. I didn't expect that the first game of the "Silver Cup" would be you and me. How is it, are you well prepared?"

"Of course." Witt nodded, but he always felt that there was something wrong with this conversation.

Dak smiled and said: "I hope we can get what we need from this duel."

Witt subconsciously agreed: "I hope so."

Then Dak stepped back slightly, took out the pre-built "Elysium" card deck from the card pack, checked it, and put it into the card slot of the card table.

Witt on the opposite side saw that he had started to prepare, so he also took out the card deck from the card pack.

Although he spent the past two days studying the simulated duel, the "Silver Cup" was not obtained in the past two days. He had already built a usable deck long before, so he was quite sure in his mind.

After both sides put in their decks, the referee and commentator also took to the referee's seat and the commentator's desk one after another.

Today's commentator is still Zach Wilson.