Chapter 122 The Silk Thread is Deeply Trapped
She didn't look happy.
The accompanying teacher closed his eyes, suppressed his emotions and said, "Violating the competition ban has always been treated as disqualification, and there is no precedent for expulsion."
Even Palmer, who violated the rules by using a luck potion a while ago, did not receive the punishment of expulsion.
The lady pursed her lips unhappily and used her free hand to push down her hat: "I heard from a member of the newspaper just now that... this Edith is a civilian?"
The accompanying teacher nodded: "Yes."
“I don’t remember this item being included in the investment regulations.”
She fiddled with the jewelry on her other hand with her fingers. The accompanying teacher took a look and was immediately dazzled by the huge gems reflecting the light.
Will I really not die again?
She forced her eyes away from the pigeon egg-sized crimson gem and patiently explained, "The investment regulations only mentioned investing in Beunis College. They never promised that all students in the college would be nobles."
"It was the Queen's decision to allow commoners to enroll. Not only admission, but now the qualification to take the palace mage exam is also open to commoners. Our school does not think this is a point that needs to be raised."
Seeing that the lady still looked dissatisfied, the accompanying teacher rolled her eyes in her heart.
This lady Tracy was born into a merchant family. Her family had accumulated wealth but no reputation. She got a ticket to the aristocratic social circle by marrying a small noble who was extremely short of money. However, she could only make friends with a limited number of people at small dances, and could not get close to high-end circles at large dances. She could only turn her attention to the heirs of those families.
It was obvious that she had spent a lot of money to get the opportunity to invest in Beunis College, but now she acts as if the college is begging her. It's ridiculous.
"I'm not from a noble family, but after marrying an ordinary baron, why do I start to look down on other commoners..." she muttered softly.
Ms. Tracy didn't hear her words clearly and frowned: "What did you say?"
"Nothing." The accompanying teacher's tone suddenly turned cold, but out of courtesy he still spoke gently, "You can take a look at Miss Griffin's performance before judging."
"I don't want to see this kind of commotion. My brother is a commoner, I don't know what he's like?" Tracy snorted and raised her head high, "Could it be that there really is a guy in your academy who was beaten by a commoner?"
"This is a top seven points competition, not just an ordinary brain." A voice came from the side, "Miss Griffin has already defeated most of the people in the academy. Do you still want to stick to your point of view?"
Ms. Tracy frowned: "What's your attitude——"
Her voice fell silent the moment she saw the person coming.
Ivan perfectly portrayed the image of a noble prodigal son. He reached out to stop the guard knight who was secretly following him from behind. He leaned against the pillar beside the stairs and looked much more arrogant than his sister and brother. "She is the only first-year student who entered the finals since the establishment of the academy. Even I did not submit an application for the competition this year. So, I am the guy who was beaten by the commoners in your words?"
Tracy didn't know Ivan. The little prince of the royal family didn't appear as often as his older sister and brother, let alone a new noble like her. However, he was able to enter the main stand unimpeded during the game, his cufflinks and decorations were low-key but obviously valuable, and his hair color, eye color, and face similar to his mother... She quickly determined the identity of the visitor.
Tracy's face suddenly turned paler than the sick Ivan.
"Your Highness Campbell." The accompanying teacher saluted and gave the other party a strange look.
This person is usually gentle and shy, and doesn't participate in various social activities due to health reasons. When did he become so courageous?
Ivan coughed lightly, and his temperament instantly restrained: "It's okay, I'm just passing by, don't worry about me."
He turned back into the gentle second prince of the royal family.
Ivan turned around and walked to the other side of the stand through the main stand. Edith and Joe were arguing over there, and he could see more clearly from there.
He actually just left like that.
After this incident, the accompanying teacher felt much better, but Tracy remained trembling, unable to speak a word. She could only clasp her cold hands together and stare blankly at the stadium. There, Edith finally finished her long and strange spell recitation. The temperature of her hands reached the maximum that the human body could withstand, and Joe's low moaning gradually turned into a crazy scream.
"Let me go, damn it, let me go!"
Edith could feel the magic threads on her body tightening little by little, cutting through her robes, slicing through her skin, and penetrating into her flesh bit by bit.
"Damn, that's a lot of blood!"
The sharp-eyed Hedda was the first to notice that something was wrong with Edith. She couldn't see the details of the black robe, but the color was faintly darker. She looked again and found that the silk thread surrounding her was gone.
This has already sunk into Edith's body!
"Joe's protection is inexplicably strong." Tuttle couldn't understand Edith's behavior at first. He stared at the motionless Joe for a while before realizing the problem. "The protection seems to be passive - Edith's fireball was avoided just now. It was not Joe's spontaneous behavior, but the decision made by his body's protection."
It is not an easy task to set up a powerful protection on the body that can be maintained without the need for magic power supply, but considering that the Rodney family has only one heir, it is not surprising that a lot of money and energy are spent on this matter.
"Although this kind of protective shield doesn't need to be maintained, the magic power it can store is limited." Amy, who was familiar with the magic circle, fearlessly leaned on the railing to observe it. She shuddered at the heat of the protective shield that was still there. "Goddess! How hot is it in here!"
He howled a few times, and when no one paid attention, he sat back as if nothing had happened and looked back at the direction where the two were entangled. "It's so hot, and Qiao is injured and has no ability to escape. I guess his protection is rapidly depleting now. If nothing unexpected happens, it will break on its own in a short while."
"What happens if it breaks?"
"Die." Amy was not sure either. "My parents wanted to give me one, but my aunt stopped them. I don't think it would have any good results."
At the podium, Joyce sneezed for no apparent reason.
Number One, who was in a highly nervous state, was startled when he heard the voice. Joyce was a little speechless, shook his head, and waved to the people in the audience to convey the message.
"What did the president say?"
"She asked us to find the Rodney family and let them decide whether to give up."
The people in the audience received the message and quickly moved out. Although another person followed the teleportation, he was still a little confused: "Why? Can't the referee just announce the end?"
"Given Joe's current condition, he can fight to death as long as he has a breath left. It will be too late when the observer determines that he has lost the ability to fight." In a few moments, the two were teleported to the Rodney family's mansion and applied to the butler with the academy badge.
They waited for two minutes, only to see the butler who had just left.
"The Earl has already gone to the academy." He bowed apologetically.
Both of them: "......"
Do you take it so seriously? You don't even want to confirm it?
......
Edith is still entangled with Joe.
The long sword is not suitable for use when two people are close to each other. Edith tried to stab the sword into Joe's chest, but the slightest movement would pull the silk thread and leave a wound.
The thread was still in her body, so she couldn't use healing spells to heal the wounds and could only leave it exposed to the air.
She looked down at her wet robe and felt that she had lost a lot of blood.
Why is this guy so difficult?
The closer she got, the more she could feel the weirdness of the other person. Generally speaking, a person would only have one kind of magic fluctuation, but Qiao was entangled with at least three.
How many magic arrays are there on this body? Can the human body really withstand monster materials for years like soil or paper?
"Get lost!"
Joe shouted again. Although he was mad, Edith felt that he was much more normal than usual.
She lowered her eyes and suddenly thought of her next plan.
We're going to the cave... I might as well ask you a few questions now.
"…Roy."
She pronounced his original name.
Surprisingly, the boy under her did not show any wavering emotions - after listening to Lynch's description, Edith thought that the other party was an ordinary person who was originally normal but was later driven crazy by his family. It should be easier to communicate after his original memories were awakened.
But the reality seems to be otherwise.
"There's no Roy." Joe suddenly calmed down. "There's no Roy, there's only Joe Rodney."
"I'm Joe."
Before Edith could react to what the other party was saying, the referee suddenly shouted loudly in the distance, interrupting the conversation: "The game is over!"
"Joe Rodney abstains!"
Edith looked to the side in surprise and accurately caught a glimpse of a figure next to the referee who looked somewhat like Joe.
It should be Joe's father, Earl Rodney.
Is he afraid that something might happen to his son, so he comes here specially to give up his rights in the name of a relative?
Edith saw that the referee had opened the protective shield, and she lowered her head urgently, staring at Joe's face: "Do you remember Lynch?"
The boy didn't respond, but Edith could see the emotion in his eyes.
He doesn't know.
"- Let go! Stop the game!" Earl Rodney rushed into the protective shield despite the teacher's obstruction.
Unexpectedly, after hearing his father's voice, Joe's mind became confused again, and he suddenly jumped up and tightened his hands again. The referee was roaring, and there were screams from the audience. Not far away, Earl Rodney took out his wand and cast a spell on Edith.
Everything in front of her seemed to suddenly slow down tens of thousands of times. Edith could see the silk thread sinking deeper into her body, but she didn't feel any pain.
She just stared at Joe's movements, watching the thin layer of magic flowing on his body suddenly stagnate, revealing a thin dot.
——It’s right here.
She ignored the wound on her body and stabbed the tip of the sword in from that position. The seemingly soft flowing layer was unexpectedly hard, and it cracked like a spider web like the crispy crust on the outside of a sugar bread.
Joe's defense was broken.
Edith looked up and saw the light that Rodney was shooting at her, but there were more important things to do than to dodge.
She raised her sword high, swept it horizontally, and cut off both of Joe's hands.
"No--"
Blood splattered.
Edith let go of the sword, stretched out her hands, grabbed the falling limbs that were spinning in the air, and grasped the remaining silk thread in her palms.
She opened her arms wide and let the silk thread break away from her flesh. Her flesh healed rapidly under the effect of magic. Edith looked at the last bit of magic left in Joe's palms and manipulated his broken hands to wrap around his neck.
The silk thread is deeply sunken.
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