Chapter 238 Prelude
Seven days left to the finals.
As the host of this year's event, Bleedside began to set up seven days before the finals. Banners welcoming the other two colleges were everywhere, and the original Bleedside flags became a three-way competition.
Students from St. Dover and Lasvino gradually poured into Katelila. Students from St. Dover in plain white robes and students from Lasvino in long robes with gold patterns crowded in the streets and looked around. The street market was unusually lively.
Perhaps it was because of the recent tension between the Church and some empires that the students of Saint-Dove and Lasvino were also caught in a delicate atmosphere. Most of the time, when the two sides bumped into each other on the street, they just pretended not to see each other. Even though many of them had fought side by side and shared life and death in Rosaicchio, the political tide still swept them away, unable to control themselves.
Although Lu Yi was aware of these undercurrents, the numerous trivial matters that followed made it impossible for him to devote his energy to paying attention to these conflicts.
There is no other reason, it's just that there are too many and too complicated things derived from this general election, one after another, and now Lu Yi opens his eyes every day and sees the student office building.
As the main players in the competition, the third and fourth grade prefects naturally did not need to spend any more energy on the coordination of various aspects of logistics. Although Lulton, a first grader, wanted to help him, his help was limited, and more matters fell on Lu Yi.
He was almost becoming the longest-staying seat leader in the student office building.
Is it imperative for me to be the chief officer or the senior officer?
If he had known earlier, he should have withstood the pressure and insisted on returning to Bryside later!
Lu Yi suddenly leaned back with his head tilted back, and the office chair with wheels moved back half a meter.
The next second, the uninvited guest, Saman, stopped beside him, lowered his head and teased, "It looks like it's been drained, right? Young man, you're not feeling well, are you?"
"What a lewd remark." Lu Yi was too lazy to argue with him and said weakly, "You didn't even knock before coming in..."
"Your door was not closed, so I thought it meant welcome." Saman said confidently.
The door was left open to accommodate the students who kept coming in to see him. After all, he found the door opening and closing all the time annoying.
Lu Yi felt even more upset after hearing this. He couldn't stand Saman anymore and said sarcastically, "Why don't you go to training? Why did you come here specially? What's the big deal?"
"It's really a big deal." Saman still smiled, "I can't participate in the finals."
Lu Yi sat up straight instantly, his expression turned serious: "Are you kidding?"
"When have I ever made such a joke? Am I such an unreliable person?" Saman raised his eyebrows.
"reason."
Saman helplessly spread his hands: "Do you know that the Mistral Empire suddenly went crazy and started a war a few days ago?"
"The battle has come to our doorstep? You can't call back students who haven't even graduated yet to fight in the battlefield!"
"They really hit my doorstep." Saman said in a relaxed tone, but the vague worry in his eyes could not be dispelled.
The Mysteri Empire has the support of the Church behind it, and it is advancing with unstoppable force. Even though the empire where Saman is located is a strong and established empire on the Isaiah continent, it still shows signs of decline.
"If I delay for a few more days, the old man in my family might take over.
"Third and fourth years, it's not that long until graduation, right? Many of the commanders in the legion are only second-level mages, so it's more than enough for me to lead the army."
Saman's family is a real powerful noble family. Holding real power brings not only the right to speak, but also the unshirkable burden of responsibility. In such a critical moment of war between two countries, all the powerful families who enjoy the support of the people cannot stay out of it.
A true-level magician is a precious resource that is picked from thousands. Even though Saman has not yet graduated, he is still one of the important forces that the empire cannot ignore.
With both sides already in a blood-thirsty fight, it was only a matter of time before Saman came on the field.
Lu Yi, who quickly understood the current situation, could only accept this result. He sighed and said, "Okay, you can go if you want. What about your two deputy levels? Seniors Dui and Biero will continue to participate in the general election, right?"
Saman had a subtle expression, and said confidently: "They are both my adjutants, so isn't it obvious who they follow?!"
Lu Yi took a deep breath and said, "Wait, you mean, not only are you not participating in this finals, but you also kidnapped two of the main contestants. A total of three people have withdrawn?"
Saman shook his head, and before Lu Yi could relax, he immediately added: "It's not three, my dear Lu Yi, it's four."
As he said this, he quickly put down a plain envelope.
"Senior Iyeta asked me to bring you the letter. I have delivered it. As for the contents, you can take your time to read them. I will leave first. Dui and Biero are still waiting for me at the school gate!"
Before he finished speaking, Saman's shadow had disappeared.
Lu Yi took another deep breath and looked at the calm and peaceful small envelope on the table as if facing a great enemy.
He picked up the letter slowly, his hands trembling slightly.
The letter was unfolded, and Ietana's powerful handwriting appeared on the paper.
——Junior Lu Yi, Icarus and I cannot participate in the finals, so please be sure to defend the title for us.
Yes.
How could he forget that Senior Sister Yieta's country was adjacent to two warring countries, and the restless third force would not miss the good opportunity to fish in troubled waters. And Yieta, who was born in a commoner family but was very capable, would never miss this opportunity to make achievements and change her destiny.
As a result, the original number of contestants was instantly reduced by five, which fully accounted for half of the total number of contestants!
The competition hasn't even started yet and our team has already suffered heavy losses.
Lu Yi held the thin brown paper in his hand, and felt his eyes go dark, unable to see the future of the Braceside General Election.
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The countdown to the finals is on day three.
As an open competition among the three schools, the finals take various forms and are not limited to one-on-one magic confrontations. Therefore, the selection of contestants is not entirely limited to the level of magic power.
Lu Yi spent a whole night thinking about suitable candidates, and spent another two days running around, convincing the people on his list one by one. Finally, at the last minute of the deadline for finalizing the list of contestants, he gathered ten main candidates and three candidates, a total of thirteen contestants.
It is worth mentioning that the successive wars among multiple empires not only affected Braceside, but also Saint Dover and Lasvino. The rosters submitted by these two schools kept changing.
But Lu Yi couldn't feel happy.
As the number of warring empires increased, the number of city-states affected was also expanding rapidly.
A tense atmosphere hangs over the continent, and the occasional battles gradually turn into inevitable wars. As the snow blocks fall one after another, the day of a complete avalanche is not far away.
How many people will be killed by this avalanche?
Lu Yi didn't want to think deeply.
Although New Victory has not yet joined this melee, Lu Yi knows very well that there is no way the New Victory Empire can stay out of it.
When he represented New Victory to seal the gap in other empires, the New Victory Empire and the Holy See of Light were already on irreconcilable opposite sides. Callisto seemed compassionate, but Lu Yi knew that he was vindictive under his compassionate appearance. Even if it was still calm on the surface, no one knew how long this hypocritical harmony could last.
However, as long as the Klein family did not urge him to return to New Victory, Lu Yi would pretend that he knew nothing about it.
Lu Yi could fight monsters without any scruples, but now is different from the past. If he goes to the battlefield again, he will not face cold-blooded monsters and ferocious beasts, but fellow human beings with warm blood. Just thinking about it, Lu Yi felt complicated.
He hid in Braceside, the last pure land of the academy, and focused all his attention on the upcoming finals.
Unless disaster strikes, Lu Yi pretends not to see it.
In fact, this was not something he should worry about. The New Victory Empire's surname was Victor, not Klein.
He would just be Louis Klein.
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The day of the finals.
Lu Yi gave a speech on the podium wearing the white college gown of a sophomore from Bryside.
In such a formal occasion as the opening speech, he not only wore the badge of the prefect, but also the emblem of the Klein family. Two golden badges of similar size shone brightly on his right chest, and the silver metal tassels hanging from the small pocket on his chest to his shoulders looked like a flowing stream of water.
What is more dazzling than the badge is his dazzling golden hair, and what is more beautiful than the tassels is his blue eyes.
He stood on the high platform, looking extremely noble. At first glance, he looked more like a holy believer of the Church than the students of St. Dover.
Many students from St. Dove and Lasvenor in the audience were seeing him for the first time. They were so amazed that they could not express it in words, and they even couldn't help but whisper to each other rudely.
"Is this Lu Yi Klein? Those exaggerations about his outstanding appearance are really not exaggerations."
"This is definitely a look favored by the God of Light. The Church must be regretting not being able to capture him to this day, right?"
"If I could be even one tenth of him, no! One hundredth, I wouldn't even want to work hard... It turns out there are people in this world who can make people speechless just by using their faces..."
Before people could marvel at his blessed face for long, the crowd's attention suddenly shifted in another direction.
I don't know who was the first to notice the faint fluctuation of magic power in him, and asked uncertainly: "Wait a minute - is he already above the third level? Am I feeling it right? How old is he this year???"
"Hiss - it really is! The magic fluctuations he leaked out... are definitely more than the third level! Could it be that he has already broken through to the fourth level? There must be something wrong, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"
You should know that many professors with rich theoretical knowledge but weaker abilities are only at the fourth or fifth level!
Among the players whose strength is generally at level one, two or three, if fellow contestant Lu Yi has already broken through to level four, how can they fight?
No, it should be how could he have reached the fourth level? !
"21? 22? Didn't he just get baptized in the past two years?! This speed of advancement is too terrifying! It's unbelievable! Didn't he use some shortcut?"
"What method can allow a person to jump three or four levels in just two years... No matter who tells me this, I will think that he must be crazy! That's the fourth level..."
"This Lu Yi...tsk, he's going to be very difficult to deal with." Gary narrowed his eyes and raised his chin to carefully look at Lu Yi on the stage.
Wavelin, who was standing next to him, had a calm expression and whispered, "He and Rand are both people with top talents."
Gary was even more disdainful when he heard this. "Not everyone is worthy of being compared to Rand. What about Klein? Even if he has great abilities, he is just a clown who is trying to attract attention."
"Be careful with your words! Lord Lu Yi and Lan Te are close friends."
Gary looked uncomfortable for a moment, but soon recovered his composure, "So what? He's Rant's friend, not mine! Rant recognizes him, but that doesn't mean I will recognize him too!"
Rand is gone, so who would care about this close friend who came from nowhere?
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