Ikrit Academy, the entire Jella Memorial Square fell silent.

Every tree, every fallen leaf, even every gust of wind seemed frozen, plunged into silent shock.

Even the people on the edge of the square, whether serious professors passing by, lively students, or moving service personnel, stopped their actions and stared with wide eyes at this unexpected scene.

On the screen—

The Saintess of Destruction was kneeling before Lan Qi, unable to stand.

It was as if the headmaster had caught an unrepentant bad student and was punishing them.

Finally.

"Did you guys see the card he used..."

A student asked blankly.

"I remember there's a mental-type spell called [Mental Interference] that can briefly interfere with targets within a 3-meter radius, causing them to pause. Lan Qi's spell is obviously similar, but... I can't say for sure..."

The nasty thing about mental-type control is that it's either continuous or so brief that it doesn't need purification to remove it at all.

So, the Saintess of Destruction was also dumbfounded.

Before she could react, she was already kneeling before Lan Qi.

"I'll be damned, no less than ten mothers could make this kind of card!"

"Lan Qi definitely made it himself!"

If they had seen this kind of card before, they might have suspected it was a morbid thing produced by the Shadow World.

But now that they were familiar with the Lan Qi's family habits and knew that Lan Qi was a quasi-platinum-level card maker, the students of Ikrit Academy didn't even need to think about who made this card!

"Great Teacher Lan is so damned!"

"No, what exactly is his White Magician profession?"

The lightning-fast battle, from when Lan Qi revealed his White Magician's professional abilities to when the battle situation reversed, only took a few dozen seconds.

The students of Ikrit Academy were still shocked by Lan Qi's era-defining healing style.

"And why is he unaffected by the Great Poet of Love?"

As everyone knows, the core of Lan Qi's system is the Great Poet of Love, who can complement the Lan Qi clan, who are best at provoking enemies.

But the Great Poet of Love is also a terrifying card that doesn't distinguish between friend and foe and can devour its master. Without a firm enough mind, one will directly fall into the Great Poet of Love's charm and emotional amplification, becoming a puppet at her disposal.

But many students in the square had been watching Lan Qi's Shadow World challenge for a long time, and they had only seen Lan Qi mess with other people's minds. They had never seen Lan Qi have any emotional changes because of the Great Poet of Love!

After this person and card met, they unleashed their abilities to the fullest, galloping freely without paying any price!

It wasn't until the surroundings had been silent for a long time.

"...Because he is the rising dawn, he doesn't have human emotions."

Finally, someone spoke and answered.

"..."

"You're right, but this is Lan Qi, a White Magician with high stamina and an extremely high mana limit, with control, interference, unaffected, with physical taunts, who will trick you into signing contracts, and can add undispellable anger and confusion to opponents. The Great Poet of Love opens up and it's just 'Aaaaah!'"

A strong man from the Fighter Soul team, with tears streaming down his face, looked pained.

It was as if he could finally pour out his suffering to his classmates.

Even today, he still couldn't forget how their leader, Sister Cierweini, who had never shed a tear, cried for a whole day after their clubroom was destroyed by Lan Qi.

……

Lichtenstein Castle Chapel.

Even though the setting sun already heralded the coming of dusk, the straight afterglow under the stained-glass windows crisscrossed, as if it could penetrate every corner of the world.

In the brilliance reflected by the largest rose window.

Saintess of Destruction, Adeline, who was rapidly losing her balance, had fallen to her knees on the ground.

Lan Qi stood straight in front of the Saintess of Destruction, looking down at her without moving, with a hint of pity and regret in his eyes.

"...!!"

Realizing the situation, humiliation crushed the Saintess of Destruction's dignity like an invisible mountain. Her fingers gripped the ground tightly, her nails seeming to dig deeply into the floor tiles, making a hoarse sound.

"Aaaaah...!!!"

Her body trembled violently in pain and anger, each tremor like a challenge to the cruel reality. Her bitten lip had already overflowed with blood, and her pride and self-esteem, like blood leaving her body, would never return.

"Do you know your mistake?"

Lan Qi's voice was calm with a hint of sternness, as if torturing her last bit of dignity.

Faced with this unprecedented humiliation, the Saintess of Destruction's vision became uncontrollably blurred, as tears were about to spill out, accumulating and about to burst.

Finally, a crystal-clear tear slid from her noble and glamorous eyes and dripped onto the cold floor tiles.

The Saintess of Destruction, who had never knelt to anyone.

Finally, she clearly realized that she was kneeling on both knees before a boy younger than her in front of the people of the Southern Continent.

The incomparably sharp gaze that seemed to be cast from the present world through the Shadow World made the Saintess of Destruction want to turn the enemy in front of her into ashes.

But the step between her and Lan Qi was infinitely far away.

Lan Qi's indifferent expression at this moment was as if he had never regarded her as an opponent worth paying attention to.

He was simply punishing her.

The Saintess of Destruction didn't know what other trump cards Lan Qi had that allowed him to despise her so much.

While her mind was about to be overwhelmed by this emotion, her last bit of reason was making a final choice.

The Executioner, Paladin, and Male Guardian who saw this scene reacted immediately!

"Kill!!!"

"Fight!!!"

They knew that this was their rare opportunity.

The three of them maintained their full-speed sprint, the weapons in their hands bringing up a gust of wind, like three bolts of lightning, heading straight for Saintess of Destruction, Adeline.

At this time, the Saintess of Destruction's legs, which seemed to have lost consciousness, were trembling more and more. This was a sign that the nerves were about to recover and be able to stand up again.

Even if they wanted to subdue this Saintess of Destruction who was fighting for her life today, the three of them had almost no hope of surviving, but in order to protect the safety of other teammates and to prevent the present world from suffering a natural disaster, they still resolutely moved forward, their steps like a willingness to die!

However, at this moment.

When the Saintess of Destruction had gradually gotten up and saw Lan Qi again.

She saw Lan Qi with a faint smile on his face, holding an orange epic card in each hand.

The one in his left hand was surrounded by a gloomy orange mist, as ominous as an abyss, and the one in his right hand was bursting with fiery orange electric cocoons, as sacred as a blazing sun.

Whether it was either card, the Saintess of Destruction felt a creepy warning of danger.

These two were by no means ordinary orange epics, they were terrifying killing moves that could determine her fate in an instant!

"..."

Lan Qi didn't say anything, but the smile on his face was like that of a fairy in a lake, asking the Saintess of Destruction—

Which card do you want me to use on you?

(End of this chapter)