Definitely Not a Witch

A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.

Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...

Chapter 277 Finals Arrival

Under the star-filled night sky, the giant stone pillar in the center has been repaired. The cold and hard stone ground is coated with a layer of grayish white, and it is not known whether it is moonlight or the frost of the winter night. The students gradually returned to the stands, sat together, talked in low voices, and looked forward to the start of the finals.

Loran Hill, wearing a black dress, circled up from the side of the stone pillar, then found the group of familiar figures and walked over.

"Loran, you are finally here. We thought you would not come to watch the finals." Alena waved to her.

"Sorry, I have something to do during the day, but fortunately I have time in the evening." Loran Hill explained and waved in response.

"Loran, here." Ye Ling handed over a black lacquer box with a dark red phoenix pattern on it.

"What is this?" Loran Hill looked at Ye Ling, who was wearing a velvet skirt, with a little curiosity.

"I bought these goldfish cakes from the Plantagenet Dynasty at the Autumn Moon Lantern Festival." Ye Ling held the lacquer box in both hands and placed it in Loran Hill's arms, then squeezed in to sit next to her.

"This will not go bad for a long time if you keep it in a special box. It tastes good if you eat it cold," she continued.

"Wow, Ye Ling is so partial. He gave us small boxes and gave Luo Lan a big box." Lily cheered on the side, scratching Ye Ling's nose with a little dissatisfaction.

"Because I like Sister Loran the most." Ye Ling said shamelessly, then hugged Loran Hill beside him and rubbed his head against her. The beige hair disturbed his neck, making Loran Hill feel a little itchy.

"Okay, okay, stop rubbing." Loran Hill picked up Ye Ling, let her sit in his arms like a big rag doll, and then rested his chin on Ye Ling's hair.

"It's so heavy, Ye Ling has become fat." Loran Hill whispered in Ye Ling's ear, and then when she wanted to get up and struggle, he hugged her again to prevent the little girl from moving around.

"Loran, you're spoiling her again." Bumansa watched from behind and shook her head helplessly.

Afterward, Loran Hill placed the lacquer box in Ye Ling's arms and opened it. Inside the rectangular box, two fish-shaped pastries were revealed. The main body of the pastries was a soft, glutinous white, with small pieces of other colorful ingredients arranged on the outside, forming red and blue scales.

The overall shape is beautiful, and the fan-shaped red and blue scales are lifelike, offering different tastes. The main body of the fish is soft and slightly sweet, while the inner part contains a light red filling similar to egg yolk. Ye Ling said it is made from crushed flower petals mixed with egg and flour. The scales on the surface also have two flavors: the red scales have a slightly sour taste, while the blue scales have a cool sensation. They melt in your mouth, diluting the sweetness of the fish and giving you a more pleasant experience.

Later, Roland Hill also realized that the two goldfish cakes were exquisitely crafted from extraordinary materials, imbued with a gentle and mellow magical power. [Red and Blue Ice Scale Goldfish Cake] (Rating: Extremely Rare Gold)

"Thank you, Ye Ling." Loran Hill tore off a piece of goldfish cake and put it into Ye Ling's mouth.

"Well...as long as Sister Luo Lan...doesn't get fooled by those boys." Ye Ling said while eating, seeming to be afraid that Luo Lan would agree to the pursuit of certain people.

"No, little Ye Ling." Luo Lanxier also ate a small piece of goldfish cake, and then distributed more to her two roommates. In fact, for her, the gold-grade cakes were no longer very useful, but since Ye Ling had kindly sent them, she still had to eat some, otherwise it would hurt her too much.

Accompanied by occasional chatter among the girls, the last three games began.

"Dulce from Pier Academy versus Xingliu from Tower Academy."

Following the host's announcement, two figures appeared on either side of the arena. On one side was Xing Liu, dressed in an exquisite blue-black dress, and on the other was a burly man holding a fine steel spear.

Due to the age limit for admission to Emenas, the students were generally quite young, but this student had a mature, square face and well-defined muscles. He looked like he was cast in steel, calm and resolute. Just standing there gave people the feeling of oppression as if a mountain was at hand.

Xing Liu transformed into a giant black dragon again, and the dragon scales under the starlight reflected bursts of faint light, mysterious and powerful.

"The game begins."

After the referee's announcement, Xing Liu leaped into the air and repeated her old trick, pouring fire back into the arena. This was also her new trick. Every time she faced an opponent, she would do this. If they could resist, she would continue to fight, and if they couldn't, they would be defeated directly.

Darcy kicked the ground and broke through the airflow like a cannonball, rushing forward. Before the black dragon could unleash all its flames, he punched it in the chin, causing the dragon's mouth to close tightly and the fire to explode inside.

The black dragon's eyes emitted a bright red color, black smoke came out of its ears, and it flapped its wings and flew into the sky, trying to get rid of Darcy, who was not good at flying.

But at this time, Darcy had already climbed to the top of the dragon's head, holding the dragon's horn tightly with one hand and the spear tightly with the other hand. With a muffled sound, the spear suddenly stabbed out and directly pierced through the back of the black dragon's neck. The black and bloody spear head emerged from the front of the black dragon's neck.

Because the nerves in its neck were damaged, the black dragon lost consciousness and fell from the sky, landing heavily on the stone platform, making a sound of broken bones.

Then Dulcie stepped off the dragon's body, her body covered in hot black and red dragon blood, steaming in the winter night.

"Dulcie wins."

After the referee's announcement, the medical staff rushed onto the stone platform and carried Xing Liu, who had transformed back into human form, away. Silence fell inside and outside the arena.

"Is this... the end?"

Many students of the Tower Academy looked at the man on the field in disbelief. Even Jack, who was studying in the corner, was surprised by the silence at the moment. He raised his head and looked at the lonely man standing under the starry sky.

"How did he do that?"

"Who is he?"

Countless curiosity and questions spread in the students' minds. Although Darcy was said to be quite powerful, he did not give people the impression of having any special features, and the battle process was also very dull. Many people did not have a deep impression of him. It was not until today that everyone understood what kind of monster had appeared in Qiaodun Academy.

As a result, people had no interest in watching the following battle. They just felt the red and white figures constantly interweaving and colliding between the stone platform and the sky, the water light and red flames constantly flashing in the dark night, and finally Bu Youdao and Weilin standing on both sides of the field respectively.

"I give up."

Bu Youdao threw the sword into the air casually, then turned around, let the sword fall into the scabbard on his back, and then jumped off the platform.

At this point, the finals finally arrived, with Weilin, a fifth-year student from City Walled Academy, facing Darcy, a fourth-year student from Bridge Pier Academy.

On one side was Weilin, dressed in a black and red dress, holding a long sword with inscriptions. At night, the sword emitted bursts of red fluorescence, and the crimson color flickered.

On the other side was Darcy, wearing steel armor. When he walked onto the stage, the clash of heavy armor accompanied him as he moved forward, like the roar of a giant beast in the dark night.

On a moonlit night, the final for the 'only crown' among the ten crowns kicked off.