"Alright, Ellen, you lost this time."

As soon as Eileen heard the sound, a pair of warm hands reached out from behind and wrapped around her neck.

"No way, what if it were in a cave..." Ellen pouted, still somewhat unconvinced.

It's too narrow here, and it's a flat battlefield.

Once inside the cave, the terrain becomes even more complex...

Eileen's expression suddenly froze.

It seems that once you enter the void, you have to worry about whether you might accidentally step into an empty space.

Those who fight while standing still, like Fagar, might have a greater advantage.

Ugh, so annoying!

Why don't we bring a rope maker to beat him up?

Eileen couldn't help but think that.

Lina glanced down at Ellen, shook her head helplessly, and then turned to Fagar and said, "Fagar, put out the fire. The temperature in the basement is too high."

"Okay, sure."

Faga responded, and then flames erupted from his palm, the dark red Nether Flame bursting into flames.

Then, with a flick of his finger, the Netherflame fell into the Phosphorescent Fire.

Like a drop of ink falling into a bowl of clear water, the phosphorescent fire, which was white with a faint blue tinge, was instantly dyed dark red, devouring everything in its path.

laugh!

Not long after, the Dark Flame finished consuming the phosphorescent fire and went out on its own.

Fagga walked over with his head down, folded up his parasol on the road, and put his long sword back into the umbrella handle.

Suddenly, a warm feeling came from my cheek.

Faga looked up in surprise. It was Lina smiling as she stroked his face and even pinched it. Then she put her hand on Faga's shoulder and said, "..."

“Faga, it’s fine to make decisions using the terrain in the cave, but don’t try to be clever during training.”

"oh."

Fagga smiled sheepishly and responded in a low voice.

If a stranger spoke like that, Fagga wouldn't bother to respond; if the other party went further, Fagga would chop off their arrogant claws.

As vampires, although they've been ostracized since childhood, they only dare to talk about it verbally, and even then, they wouldn't dare say it to someone's face. Very few would dare to play pranks on Fagga.

But the person in front of him was Lina, who seemed to have an inexplicable charm.

Even though she pinched Fagga's cheeks, Fagga felt it was perfectly normal.

"That's enough for today, you two go and rest."

Lina patted the two of them on the shoulder, and the two babblers beside her were still echoing what Lina had said.

Ellenfagga nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Then a voice suddenly drifted from behind: "But you still have to train tomorrow!"

Eileen turned around in surprise: "Hmm, there's more tomorrow?"

"Of course, the training will continue until you start school."

Lina smiled and tilted her head, her gentle words carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Hmm!"

Eileen couldn't argue with her, so she went back to her room in silence.

Soon after, there was a knock on the door, and Fagga walked in before anyone could answer.

Snap!

A pillow flew by, but Fagga caught it firmly.

Eileen snapped, "I haven't even given you permission to come in yet!"

"If I hadn't come in, this pillow of yours would have been a complete waste."

Fagar retorted, squinting as he came over and threw his physics notes on Ellen's desk.

"You'll have exams when school starts, and you don't want to go home with just a passing grade, do you?"

Ellen reluctantly sat down next to Fagar, still muttering, "Sixty points is enough, any more is a waste!"

"Alright, stop arguing... Come on, let's look at this wooden block sliding problem."

...

Before we knew it, four days had passed in the blink of an eye.

Eileen yawned as she got out of bed, turned off the noisy alarm clock, and rubbed her head.

These past few days have felt like a dream. During training, I was tortured by Fagar, and before I could even calm down after training, I had to be tutored by Fagar.

Even more outrageous is that Fagga didn't use the Kunmu Tu; he was able to drag Ellen down until she was exhausted and fell asleep simply by using his swordsmanship.

Several times, it was Fagga who carried Ellen back to her room.

Damn it, who's the senior here?!

But there's nothing that can be done; that's just how stamina is for vampires.

Once dragged into a war of attrition, Shark Hill can't play a single game.

Thinking of this, Eileen couldn't help but sigh. After changing out of her blue shark pajamas and into her school uniform, she quickly washed up and went downstairs.

Just then, Fagga was bending down to change his shoes in the entryway when he suddenly noticed something and turned to look at Ellen.

He smiled slightly, pushed open the door with one hand, and the parasol in his hand opened with a whoosh.

"Let's go, school's starting!"