After a few years of comfortable life on the primordial planet, these young people, who were originally still children, forgot much of the hardships of their childhood. When they discovered that arriving late would really mean going hungry for a whole day, many of them could only watch others eat and keep swallowing their saliva.
It wasn't that no one had considered forcing their way in to grab some food, but the burly men in charge of serving the food were simply too massive. Even a werewolf in its transformed state might not be able to match them, and their strength was indeed ridiculously high. Several Rank 3 professionals who had gone out to cause trouble were still hanging on the wall, impossible to pry off.
“This build, this physique, this strength, could it be another member of the Lord’s clan, the Witch Clan, who live on the Eastern Continent of Divine Victory?” Sarah said excitedly as she sat at the dining table, looking at the Witch Clan warriors who were serving food to everyone.
"The Witch Clan?" Harold and the others asked in confusion. These people, who had received their acceptance letters in advance, had already become acquainted with each other because of their encounter at the Relief General Store.
It's not easy to get into the Elf Royal Academy. Many of their previous friends weren't qualified to come, so they need a new group of classmates and new social connections.
Of the group, Harold was undoubtedly the strongest in combat, while Sarah was the most knowledgeable, especially in terms of ancient history.
“Yes, I’ve heard people say before that the most valued people on the Primordial Star are the lord’s own clans, such as the Silver Moon Elves that we often see.” Sarah nodded and began to introduce.
"However, among the lord's many clans, it is said that the Silver Laurel Moon Elves are not particularly strong. There is a giant humanoid race that is born with the ability to control various laws of power. Oh, we have a fire-type law teacher who is from the Witch Clan. We can go and take a look later!"
"However, it is said that the greatest strength of the Witch Clan is not their control over the power of rules, but their own robust physique and inexhaustible power!"
Sarah said, pointing again to the muscular man getting his food, and silently swallowed.
"The power of rules? What kind of power is that? Is it a completely new power system?" Harold asked in confusion.
"I don't know, after all, the classes haven't even started yet, and here we are, here we are, military training?" Sarah shrugged helplessly.
"No matter what, we should just focus on our studies. This Elf Royal Academy is much stronger than we imagined. At least it couldn't compare to the old Aini Royal Academy!" said a well-dressed girl next to her.
Her identity is quite impressive; she is one of the two princesses Cecilia brought from another world, his younger sister, Princess Catherine.
As luck would have it, she accidentally walked into the Namiya General Store and bumped into Harold, who was haggling with Ye Chen. She waved her hand and said with great pride that she would buy Harold's item to save him from the annoying argument. However, she found that the two of them were looking at her strangely. In the end, she realized that even if she were a princess and went bankrupt, she could not afford this thing. She was immediately ashamed.
However, it was precisely because of this, coupled with her easy-to-remember name, that Catherine officially caught Ye Chen's eye. Although she didn't get her acceptance letter from Ye Chen, she became familiar with Harold and Sarah, and thus formed a small circle with them.
"Just curious, don't you want to know what the characteristics of these witches are?" Harold asked, clenching his fist with slight excitement.
"You want to give it a try?" Sarah was taken aback, looking at Harold's determined face. She had barely finished speaking when she stood up.
"Harold, don't be impulsive!" Several people stood up and tried to stop him, but he had already walked quickly to the window.
"Hey! Big brother, you seem pretty strong? Shall we have a contest?" By this time, everyone had finished getting their food, and the windows were gradually becoming empty. Harold walked directly to an empty window and asked.
"Whoa~~~" Harold's commotion immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant. The deep human-shaped holes on the wall were still there. I didn't expect that someone would go up there to die so soon!
Not to mention the students, even the Wu tribe warriors serving food were stunned for a moment, but they didn't feel offended; instead, they burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Good heavens! You're the first one to challenge me. Okay, wait for me, I'll come out!" The witch warrior laughed loudly, took the scarf and walked outside. The other witch warriors at the windows stopped getting their food and shouted in this direction.
"Go! Go for it! Take this kid down!"
"You're the first one to be challenged! Anyone want to challenge me? I'll give you an extra chicken leg!"
"Hahaha! You'd better wait until the bow competition is over first!"
"..."
The surrounding witch warriors laughed heartily, each one eager to try, which frightened several students who hadn't finished getting their meals, making them tremble and hesitate to step forward.
The Wu tribe are a group of warlike people. They are very interested in all kinds of physical activities, such as wrestling, arm wrestling, archery, and hunting. Now that they see someone challenging them, everyone gets excited.
"What are you yelling about? What are you yelling about? Have you forgotten why we're here?" A burly man, over two meters tall with fiery red hair, stepped out and shouted at the group of witch warriors. With his appearance, everyone even felt a surge of heat around them.
"One by one, get your food. If you're not interested, go ahead and watch, but remember, no wasting food! Otherwise, I'll beat you up!" Zhu Rong roared at the group. The group laughed and weren't afraid, but they quieted down a lot. Those who were supposed to do their work continued to do so, but they kept craning their necks to watch, making the students behind them unsure whether to hit them or not, so they could only watch helplessly.
This scene completely baffled Harold. He had only wanted to test his strength against a member of the Witch Clan, so why had it attracted the attention of all the teachers and students? Even the Silver Moon Elf instructors and teachers in the distance were looking over. Fortunately, they didn't say anything, or he would have been ready to run away.
In the minds of many students, the Silver Moon Elves still hold a very high position of dominance, while the Witch Clan is merely a foreign race in comparison.
Little did they know that the Silver Moon Elves were helpless against this group of tyrannical witch warriors. Not to mention that they were both Ye Chen's clansmen, the growth potential of the other race was far superior to their own. Not to mention the tribal chiefs, even ordinary clansmen had grown significantly in the past five years, with many fourth and fifth-tier experts. In terms of combat power, they were already far stronger than them.
"Kid! Come on! This is it!" The sorcerer warrior known as the Bow found an empty table, sat down, and gestured to Harold.
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