“I slept so well last night. Father, are the customers still not here yet?” Amy came downstairs with Ugly Duckling in her arms, and approached Mag with a curious expression. She was still wearing her adorable little bear pajamas and a pair of little butterfly slippers on her feet. Sally and Yabemiya were chatting in the restaurant, and there were no customers to be seen.

  “Nope. You woke up a little late today, so all of the customers have already finished their meals and left.” Mag turned to look at Amy with a smile. He was quite relieved to see that her complexion was back to its normal healthy state.

  “Huh?” Amy’s mouth gaped open in surprise upon hearing that, and she said urgently, “But Master Krassu wants me to beat up some bad people today? Will they run away if I turn up too late?”


  “Don’t worry, they won’t run away. I made some tofu pudding and Yangzhou fried rice for you this morning. Have that first and let’s go to school together after you finish.” Mag brought over a Yangzhou fried rice and a tofu pudding with a smile on his face.

  “That smells so good! I have to eat so I have enough energy to beat up the bad people!” Amy’s eyes instantly lit up, and she skipped over to the table with Ugly Duckling in her arms. Her pointy little ears were trembling slightly to show her elation, and even Ugly Duckling appeared to be in high spirits.

  Hank’s words were met a brief silence before everyone erupted into a frenzied uproar.

  “What an arrogant bastard!! He’s completely looking down on our Chaos School!!”


  “We have to teach him a good lesson!”


  All of the students below the stage erupted as if they wanted nothing more than to battle him themselves.

  The Chaos School students on the stage also wore angry expressions. The match hadn’t even begun yet, but the first shot had already been fired.

  Even the teachers from Chaos School were quite enraged. Their school had lost for four consecutive years, and they were now being insulted by this uncouth young man. If it weren’t for the fact that the principal hadn’t said anything, all of them would have surrounded Abbott and asked for an explanation from him.

  “Principal Novan, Hank is quite a proud boy, I hope you won’t mind,” Abbott said apologetically tone, but there was also a hint of arrogance on his face.

  “He’s indeed an interesting boy.” Novan merely smiled in response without displaying any signs of displeasure.

  SS

  “Silence!” Grinton took a glance at Novan, and forced himself to suppress his rage. As the chatter in the venue slowly died down, he adopted a serious expression, and said, “The match will now commence. The battles will be held on the main stage, and Vice Principal Karpas will act as the referee. You must remember at all times that safety is your number one priority, and securing victory is just a secondary goal. Harming your opponents with malicious intent is strictly prohibited, and severe consequences await those who do so.”


  CC

  Grinton scanned his gaze across the Magus Tower magic casters, and his eyes rested on Hank for a moment with a menacing expression.

  Hank pursed his lips and put on a nonchalant expression, but cold sweat was beading on his forehead. The fatso didn’t appear to be a very powerful man, but for some reason, he was feeling quite unsettled under his scrutiny, just as if a poisonous viper had fixed its gaze on him.

  An elderly magic caster with a head of white hair slowly made his way onto the stage. He was quite tall and thin, with a long and heavily wrinkled face. He wore a serious expression, and as he raised his hand, pillars of light erupted from the stage. There was originally nothing at the center of the stage, but a golden circular platform soon rose up. The platform appeared to have a radius of roughly 10 meters, and a dome of light settled over it. Golden light washed over the transparent dome of light, creating a marvelous spectacle.

  “Wow!”


  The elementary section students let loose a collective gasp of amazement. Most of them hadn’t come into contact with magic yet, and some of them didn’t even know what magic was. As such, they were all entranced by the spectacular display that had been put on, and were very much looking forward to the upcoming battles.

  A 9th-tier magic caster! Hank looked at that white-haired magic caster with a hint of awe and veneration in his eyes. He could sense how powerful that magic caster was from the magic waves just then. As such, he could determine that this old man was comparable in power to his master. If he was only the vice principal, then was the principal a 10th-tier magic caster?

  “The rules for the match today are very simple: fight until the very end. The first side to eliminate all of the opponents will secure victory. As for the arrangements of the battles during the match, that will be solely for the team leaders to decide. This is not just a battle of power, but also a battle of strategy.” Vice Principal Karpas looked at everyone with a serious expression as he said, “However, there are a few important points I have to reiterate here. One, do not take the battles too far. Harming your opponent with malicious intent is strictly prohibited, and our panel of referees will step in should such a situation arise. Two, disposable magic items are strictly prohibited, regardless of whether they’re used for attack or defense. Anyone who uses any such item will be immediately disqualified.”


  There were two other Chaos School teachers standing on either side of the platform, clearly on standby to step in should any mishaps occur.

  “Yes.”


  Both sides stood on either side of the platform, and glowered at their opponents with fighting intent raging in their eyes.

  Karpas nodded before extending his hand as he said, “Now then, team leaders, please send out the contestants for the first battle.”


  “George, you take care of the first seven matches, I’ll wrap up the last eight.” Hank patted George on the shoulder with a cold smile on his face as he said, “Show them the horror of opposing our Magus Tower.”


  “Alright.” George nodded and stepped onto the platform.

  The other young magic casters from the Magus Tower were a little indignant to be left out, but none of them said anything in the end.

  Claus turned to a burly teammate, and said, “You go first, Neil. George is a 3rd-tier wind magic caster, so your earth magic will be very effective against him. Even if you can’t win, make him expend as much energy as you can so the rest of us can eliminate him.”


  A bashful smile appeared on Neil’s face as he said, “Don’t worry, team leader. That little guy’s wind magic won’t be able to break through my guardian armor. I’ll throw him out like a dog.”


  Neil was about 1.8 meters tall, while George was only around 1.5 meters in height. Their confrontation was like a battle between a gorilla and a kitten.