ctly tip the scales of victory.The true identity of the Saintess who was destroyed by the Revival Church has been confirmed as Adelice, a silver-ranked challenger from the Kryss Empire. Her danger lev...Chapter 101: Ranch Takes the Field

The golden afternoon sunlight streaming in through the wooden windowpanes was now interwoven with the dust motes dancing in the air inside the hall. A faint smell of gunpowder lingered on the floor, accompanied by occasional creaks that sounded like muffled cries in the silence.

However, as Ranch replaced Fray and chose to sincerely apologize with an earnest explanation, he moved them emotionally by rationally analyzing the cause, process, and outcome of the misunderstanding.

Through continuous efforts of communication, the atmosphere in the venue gradually eased.

A cool breeze blew through the dilapidated door, and the bamboo curtains rustled softly, like a gentle lullaby, gradually calming the fiery tempers of the fighters inside the arena during their afternoon nap.

Lan Qi's slow and measured words, in stark contrast to Freya's aggressive demeanor, seemed to make the fighters consider the possibility of a peaceful resolution.

"……"

Huperlyan didn't know how to evaluate the pairing of Frey and Lance at first.

Frey came in and almost blew the roof off. After switching to Lance, naturally everyone felt like opening a window wasn't such a big deal anymore.

After a period of negotiation.

Tsvirven turned her brows and pointed to Fray standing in the distance:

You guys went way too far! This guy has to be disqualified, no more playing! If you agree, I'll accept another match against you!

Tsvelvini now, no matter what, gets angrier and angrier just seeing Frey!

She would never allow such a cowardly wretch without the fighting spirit to step onto their martial arts stage again, even if this time the other party guaranteed the fairness of the duel.

"No problem, Frey is suspended."

Lanche promised Zervini.

Huberly stood perplexed in the rear, watching the rapidly shifting situation.

She felt that the situation seemed to be taken over by Lance and gradually stabilized.

But there's always a sense of something worse to come.

Next.

Lanche took out paper and a pen from his coat pocket, went over to the fighters' side, and under their approval, wrote down detailed terms of the duel.

Even gradually, it became a little embarrassing for the fighters.

Compared to someone like Frey, who is cunning and dishonorable, Rancis is indeed sincere and reasonable.

"The most crucial rule is that no concealed weapons, explosives, or magical artifacts other than spell cards may be used during the match. This ensures a fair duel, as if it were taking place in the Shadow World."

"Any house damage caused by duels is the responsibility of the fighting clubs, and the student council bears no responsibility."

Regardless of the outcome, both parties must not betray the fighting spirit and the honor of their family name by retaliating against each other after the fight. They must not slander the other party, nor threaten or harm them with force or power. Friendly communication should be maintained.

Lance held the contract and repeated it to the members of Fighting Spirit from beginning to end, confirming with them.

"No problem."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Tsvizloni found this knowledgeable and cultured black-haired gentleman much more agreeable than the crude ruffian, Frey.

Gradually, she also discovered that it was actually quite easy and pleasant to communicate with scholar types like those from the Sage Academy.

What makes him especially likeable is his warm and friendly personality.

Even because of Ranchi's attitude was too sincere, even Czelvigne felt a little embarrassed to take heavy hands on Ranchi and his side.

"Then this time it's her turn, right"

Tsvirni pointed at Huberlian and asked Ranchi.

This time, since the Fifth Division's deputy director can no longer fight, and for the sake of maintaining the stability of the department, she ultimately decided to take the field herself.

"No, this time I'm going to fight you."

Lanche folded the contract neatly and put it in his coat pocket. He smiled at Cerveni.

"Are you sure Although I won't harm your life, don't think I'll go easy on you."

Tsvizvyne asked with disdain.

Although she had heard the rumors going around school, that night watching the Shadow World broadcast with her friends, they said this guy was really creepy in the Shadow World.

But this is the real world, and there are black and white agreements. She doesn't think Lance has any chance of cheating or winning against her.

Of course, give me a minute to warm up, and then we'll begin our duel, shall we

Ranch nodded solemnly, confirming that it was his turn to take the field, and then asked.

Cezlvieni was taken aback.

It seems this Tier 3 Support mage might have some trump cards that could work wonders in solo duels.

"Well, no problem. Win or lose today, I'll consider you a worthy opponent."

Tzirlvini flashed a bright smile and looked at Lance with newfound admiration in her eyes.

In her view at the moment, the contrast between Lance and Frey was too stark, to the extent that even Lance's courage in boldly challenging her fairness seemed exceptionally dazzling.

This is the embodiment of the fighting spirit.

Then Lance walked back to the rear, near Freya and Huberlian.

"Lanche, is there anything I can do for you"

Hubley asked anxiously.

She was the only spectator present who knew the composition of the Ranchi magic cards.

Even without teammates delaying to build up enough rage beforehand, using [Basic Etiquette] (kneeling) and [Great Love Poet], it's almost impossible to make Cthulhu faint. It will only put her into a state of enraged fury.

Whether "Stiffness" like a hard control could hinder the Level Six Tzivinni for long while using 【Melody Notes】 (Hell's Chorus) is also a question. She only needs a short time to kill Ranchi.

In short, while Lance's one-on-one ability is not weak even among Tier 3 fighters, he cannot overcome opponents of higher ranks in direct combat without the support of his teammates!

"Don't worry, Huberlian."

Lan Qi just smiled and said.

As if they were sure their unspoken understanding was enough.

……

One minute later.

As a new competition is about to begin, the original tension in the arena gradually gives way to an atmosphere of anticipation and mutual respect characteristic of a derby.

In the corners of the hall, the worn wooden walls bear visible traces of time, as if recalling a past glory.

The two contestants have taken their positions on the opposite sides of the arena, on a patch of ground spared from the previous explosion.

Here, a fairer, more freely expressed, and wholeheartedly committed duel would be more suitable.

Tsvirni and Lanci stood opposite each other, their focused gazes making the entire scene more solemn.

"Lanchi, I reiterate, I will give it my all and treat you as a formidable opponent."

"Acknowledged, Tsul'Vini-senpai."

Every one of their bows, every expression, was filled with a serious attitude towards this competition and respect and consideration for their opponents.

"Duel - Begin!"

This loud voice, like a sharp blade, tore through the silence of the hall.

The fighter referee's voice echoed throughout the arena, announcing that the duel between the two combatants was officially underway!

(The End)a carriage waiting for him.Lan Qi followed Viscount Francis down the gangplank and onto the dock, where they boarded a carriage bound for Lord's Manor.The horse's hooves lightly tapped on the stone pa...