Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"Haha, it was so easy to agree to it, but the dream still has to be realized to be meaningful. I, Kenneth, don’t like to bully others either. Let me choose two people to fight you instead of me in this bet."

Kenneth glanced at the other students.

He quickly picked out two people among them.

"Um....Amrez, Kamia, as the model students of El-Melloi Classroom, you two will fight for me."

Kenneth nodded and said.

The two were flattered to be called out.

Amres and Kemea are both popular people in the classroom. They are far different from Webb and Moran at the bottom.

"yes! Teacher Kenneth! I will definitely not live up to your expectations of me! I will bring you victory!"

Amreth's face was full of excitement.

He didn't think it was difficult to deal with Moran and Webb at all.

"Being able to fight on behalf of Lord El-Melloi is a great reward for me!"

Kemia is also in high spirits.

If they can get into Kenneth's eyes, then they can rest easy in their future career as magicians!

The two of them are already gearing up.

They can't wait to show off their skills against Moran and Webb right away.

"I, I want it too! ?"

"Well, we are companions in the same boat! Besides, what are you afraid of when I'm here?"

"Woo woo....I only worry when you are here!"

Webber was about to cry at this time.

He was completely tied to the pirate ship by Moran.

He couldn't get off even if he thought about it.

In this way, Moran ignored Webber's cries.

Amreth, who was chosen as the representative by Kenneth, and Kemea.

Faced with Moran and Weber who denied the theory of blood.

The students of El-Melloi stayed on both sides of the training ground. Many of them thought that the outcome of this battle was decided.

The best model students faced off against those at the bottom. The worst student.

You can tell who wins and who loses at a glance.

Due to the popularity of Kenneth and El-Melloi's classroom, not only the students in the classroom are watching the battle.

There are also magicians from other departments present.

Creation Department, Modern There are people from the Magic Department and the Advent Department.

"Is the person presiding over the battle the Lord of El-Melloi? I thought he was playing in person? It turns out there is someone acting as an agent....Pity......"

Also present was a girl in a cute dress.

There was a hint of regret on his young face.

Although the girl is only seven years old, the temperament brewed by blood and upbringing exudes a kind of majesty.

As elegant and gorgeous as a princess

"I'm not interested in the two people fighting on behalf of me. One of the other two people seems a bit familiar........"

"Miss Luvia, the person you are talking about is called Moran Edelfeldt. He is the legitimate son of our branch family."

"Eh? Is he from our family?"

"If he traces his blood relationship back to you, he and you are cousins.......Of course, his talent and bloodline are far inferior to yours, not to mention that he has now committed the foolish act of offending the monarch of Kenneth......"

There was a hint of disappointment and contempt in the servant's words.

Luvia didn't think much about it.

Her eyes as beautiful as amber looked towards the training ground, and a trace of curiosity could not help but surge into her heart.

"Madam, this is a farce not worth watching."

"Why do you need to say this?

Kuron, you're here, let's just watch it here for a while. Maybe there will be some surprise!"

"Hey, since the eldest lady, you said so....."

Luvia did not choose to leave the scene.

She didn't know why she had such curiosity in her heart.

Maybe it was because Moran was dealing with relatives he had never met, or maybe it was because Moran was confident that he was not timid in the face of Kenneth.

Anyway, she wanted to watch the fight..........

"Having an unrealistic Weber has already made our classroom very cheap. Now Moran, do you want to become like Weber? Being as unrealistic as he is all day long?"

Kemia laughed at Moran, who was with Weber.

The disdain in his eyes was clear.

"Teacher Kenneth's time is very precious, and you have wasted so much of it today.......Huh, 'new' magicians like you are just the clock tower to make up the numbers. That's all."

Amreth smiled contemptuously, clapped his hands and clenched his fists.

A snapping sound like fried beans came from his knuckles, and the magic mark faintly appeared on his body surface.

The magic circuit was then activated.

"Making up the numbers? certainly not! Why do you say that!"

"Why? Just because we are good enough, as magicians, our efforts without good bloodline are meaningless! Your inferior bloodline determines your unlucky fate for life!"

Webber was speechless when Amleth retorted.

It doesn't matter if he is the only one being scolded.

However, this incident started with him. If he hadn't raised objections to Kenneth in class, it would never have happened. It has become like this.

Perhaps, his fate is indeed so unlucky

"Unlucky? no point? How arrogant!

Because I can't achieve it myself, I just knock other people's efforts to death and call them meaningless......You are really arrogant."

Molan walked slowly in front of Weber.

His leisurely tone was accompanied by the pressure of calm and self-power.

Like the king of beasts strolling through the dense forest, his oppressive aura rushed out like a terrifying wave.

"I, I'm just telling the truth!"

Amleth found himself trembling uncontrollably.

He looked at the identical Moran.

He didn't see anything special about him at all, but why did his body react like this?

It was as if he was saying, don't near!

"ha! truth! That's interesting, Weber, did you hear that? This guy is telling the truth! I like this situation best, because otherwise it would be boring to fight.

Amrez, your set of reality rules only apply to you idiots, not me."

"Moran! you!"

Amreth was so angry that he took a step forward.

He almost couldn't resist the urge to take action.

"Those old and boring rules of reality, those fixed futures and talents, if your three views are based on these, then I will crush them mercilessly."

Molan straightened his back and arms majestically, highlighting his firm will.

His eyes seemed to emit phosphorescence, which was very dazzling. He was like an aloof hero resisting God.

The emotional rendering in the sentence spread, making many people who had The magicians who were unwilling to succumb to their bloodline were moved by it.

It seemed that, for a very brief moment, they truly believed that this man could break the shackles of fate. ps: This modern chapter is not long, it is mainly used after the climax Transitional, explaining and introducing the protagonist's environment in the clock tower.

Water cannot be used, it will end soon, and the next simulation will be picked up soon.

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