Chapter 1 The Ikrit Academy Silenced

The entire Jella Memorial Square at the Ikrit Academy fell silent.

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

Even the people around the square, whether they were serious professors passing by, lively students, or service personnel, stopped in their tracks, staring wide-eyed at this sudden scene.

On the screen—

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

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

Finally.

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

A student asked blankly.

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

The nasty thing about mental control is that it's either continuous or so brief that it doesn't need purification to解除.

So the Saintess of Destruction was also bewildered.

Before she could react, she had already knelt before Lanchi.

"I f*cking swear, it would take more than ten mothers to make a card like that!"

"Lanchi definitely made it himself!"

If they had seen such a card before, they might have suspected it was some hellish thing produced by a diseased Shadow World.

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

"Teacher Lanchi is so damn cunning!"

"No, what the hell is his White Magician?"

The lightning-fast battle, from the beginning to Lanchi revealing his White Magician profession, to the reversal of the situation, took only a few dozen seconds.

The students of Ikrit Academy were still in shock at Lanchi's era-defining healing style.

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

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

However, the Great Poet of Love is also a terrifying card that can devour its master because it doesn't distinguish between friend and foe. Without a strong enough mind, one would directly fall into the charm and emotional amplification of the Great Poet of Love, turning into a puppet at her disposal.

But many students in the square had been watching Lanchi's Shadow World challenges for a long time, and had only seen Lanchi messing with other people's minds, never seeing Lanchi have any emotional changes because of the Great Poet of Love!

This person and card, once together, could let loose and gallop freely without paying any price!

It wasn't until a long silence fell around them.

"...Because he is the rising Dong Xi, without human emotions."

Finally, someone spoke.

"..."

"You're right, but this is Lanchi, a White Magician with high stamina and an extremely high mana上限, with control, with interference, unaffected, with built-in physical taunts, who will trick you into signing contracts, and can also add undispellable anger and chaos to his opponents. When the Great Poet of Love is activated, it's just aaaaahhhhh."

A burly man from the Soul of a Fighter team was in tears, his face full of pain.

It was as if he could finally tell his classmates about his suffering.

Even today, he still can't forget the way the Boss Tszilveni, who had never shed a tear, cried all day after their clubroom was destroyed by Lanchi.

……

Lichtenstein Castle Chapel.

Even though the setting sun heralded the coming of dusk, the straight rays under the stained glass windows were crisscrossed, as if they could penetrate every corner of the world.

In the glow reflected on the side of the largest rose window.

Saintess of Destruction, Adelice, who had rapidly lost her balance, had fallen to her knees on the ground.

Lanchi stood upright 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.

"Aaaah...!!!"

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

"Do you know your mistake?"

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

The Saintess of Destruction faced this unprecedented humiliation, and her vision became uncontrollably blurred as the tears that were about to overflow accumulated, on the verge of bursting.

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

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

Finally, she clearly realized that she had knelt 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 real world through the Shadow World broadcast made the Saintess of Destruction want to turn the enemy in front of her into ashes.

But the one step away from Lanchi was infinitely far.

Lanchi's calm expression at this moment was as if he had never regarded her as an opponent worth caring about.

He was simply punishing her.

The Saintess of Destruction didn't know what other cards Lanchi had to be able to despise her so much.

While she was about to be overwhelmed by this emotion, her last bit of sanity was making the final choice.

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

"Kill!!!"

"Fight!!!"

They knew this was a rare opportunity for them.

The three of them maintained their full-speed sprint, the weapons in their hands brought up a gust of wind, like three bolts of lightning, straight towards the Saintess of Destruction, Adelice.

At this time, the Saintess of Destruction's legs, which seemed to have lost sensation, were trembling more and more, a sign that the nerves were about to recover and she could 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 real world from suffering a natural disaster, they still resolutely stepped forward as if ready to die!

However, at this time.

When the Saintess of Destruction had gradually risen and saw Lanchi again.

Lanchi was smiling slightly, holding an orange epic card in each of his left and right hands.

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 holy as a blazing sun.

Either one gave the Saintess of Destruction a creepy warning of danger.

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

"..."

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

Which card do you want me to use on you?

(End of this chapter)