From night to day, Hoshimi Miya chased Black Law for a full six hours.
No matter what, Hoshimi Ya cut off Black Law's limbs time and time again, it was always able to flap its wings and escape from this dangerous place, then flee into the vast void. Before Hoshimi Ya could catch up with it again, it would always eat a skeleton and then recover completely.
"This guy is getting stronger and stronger."
Hoshimi Miyabi brushed the sparks off her body, paused in place, and stared at the fleeing figure of the Black Law for a long time, muttering to herself.
In the very last round of combat, the Black Mage even learned to use Dark Flame.
It had the Netherflame attached to its palm, and even after Hoshimi Miyabi severed its arm with a single strike, it still managed to fly out due to inertia and land on Hoshimi Miyabi's clothes.
"Section Chief, Section Chief! I've finally caught up with you!"
Suddenly, a sweet and innocent voice came from behind. Hoshimi Miyabi turned around and saw Aokaku, who was panting heavily while supporting the iron flag.
Exhausted, Cangjiao rested his elbows on his knees, his back slightly bent. He took a while to catch his breath before opening one eye and saying, "Section Chief, you two are running too fast, we can't keep up!"
"Soon?"
Hoshimi Miyabi suddenly froze, as if something had just occurred to her. She pinched her chin and began to think.
Meanwhile, Cangjiao seemed oblivious, his body went limp as he slid down against the wall, quickly fanning himself with his hands: "Of course, Yuzhen, Liu, and I couldn't catch up. We didn't even have time to set up an encirclement before Heifa escaped."
"No wonder, I hadn't noticed before."
Hoshimi Miyabi released her grip on her chin and sheathed her sword.
In Hoshimi Miyabi's eyes, Black Magic was not as strong as Nineveh's Ikumi, but he was a very competent punching bag.
It runs fast, is durable, and provides extremely high positive feedback, making it much easier to kill than those monsters like Nineveh that take forever to break through their defenses.
Hoshimi Miyako was so engrossed in it that she momentarily forgot that Black Magic's speed was nothing compared to hers, but in reality, it had already surpassed most people.
"Let's go, call it a day. We'll discuss this further when we get back."
Hoshimi Miyabi turned and went downstairs, and Aokaku quickly followed.
...
The second day of the weekend is still the weekend, of course. The new Elidu education system isn't so outrageous as to secretly devour the last day of the weekend.
In the early morning, Fagga brought the cooked noodles to the table. Ruby was the first to pull the bowl to her side, grabbing chopsticks in one hand, her eyes sparkling with excitement, and eagerly shoveling the noodles into her mouth.
Yes, Ruby.
Although her best friend boasted to her yesterday that her faga had excellent cooking skills, it made her very sad.
But when the next day came, Ruby still arrived early, competing with the breakfast shop owner to get up earlier so she could have a bowl of noodles.
She wanted to see just how delicious the breakfast Fagga made really was!
But when Fagga placed the cooked noodles in front of her, she was immediately captivated. Although her tongue was tingling from the heat, it didn't stop her from enjoying the noodles with gusto.
Eileen sat next to Ruby, propping her head up with one hand and looking at Ruby with the kind of loving gaze one would give a mentally challenged child, teasingly saying:
"Didn't you have a huge hot pot meal last night? You were so tired you couldn't even walk, so Fagga and I had to take you home. You've already digested it in just a few hours?"
"Don't rush, don't eat so fast, you'll burn your tongue."
Next to Ellen, Ruby, unable to bear the scalding heat of the noodles, stuck out her little tongue and gasped for breath for a while before she could catch her breath.
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