The character explosion was only a brief moment, and Lanzerim was grabbed not far from walking out.

"I didn't expect you to be quite fierce, I thought you were a very timid person." Lanzer looked back and it turned out to be Teresa.

"I'm a timid person, yes, at least Catherine isn't Roman. There are some people I still can't avoid, okay? Lanzerim shrugged, and after a moment she felt that something was wrong.

"How do you know!" Unless Theresa peeps.

"I watched a good show, and you can bite, heh." Teresa gave Lanzerim his hand away, but luckily she didn't rush in, otherwise she wouldn't have been surprised. Lanzer looked at Teresa for a few moments before nodding.

"How do you come so often?" It's clear that Theresa is someone who doesn't show up when there's nothing going on, and she seems to have something.

"Didn't we all receive a secret letter from the pigeons, your results this semester?" The first list clearly states that each of the thirteen disciplines represents a score of 0.5, and students with a total score of 5 or more will directly pass the first round of assessment.

"Even without the grades of this semester, I passed the assessment." Lanzerim had been secretly counting her scores in the classroom just now, and it was clear that she had no worries.

"Is it exactly 5 points?" Lanzerim read envy in Theresa's eyes, and it was clear that Theresa hadn't scored five points.

"Yes." Theresa let out a long sigh.

"Oops, it's still 0.5 ......," she muttered, and she could see that she was unwilling.

"Isn't there another list that mentions extra points? If you don't lose in the ring, you will get 2 points, and if you lose a match, you will be counted according to the challenger, and the challenger will be 0.5 points regardless of whether you win or lose. Lanzer recalls a list that he was "lucky" to watch with Roman that day, and this is what Roman called the rules of the gladiatorial arena.

"I just have a headache for this challenge...... Really, something that could have been done in one sitting had to be done in two parts......" Theresa said, propping her forehead into a frustrated dismay.

"Take it easy, the challenger will get 0.5 points regardless of whether they win or lose, and you will definitely be able to make up the score." Lanzerim comforted Theresa, though there was a slight hint of standing without restraining her back.

Theresa wanted to say something, but she held back the words—because not everyone had the confidence to be the champion, but everyone wanted to go to Avoffnela.

That's what she's doing, annoying.

……

Roman's words about the rules of the Colosseum do not seem to be understood by Teresa and Lanzerim, as Roman defines a measure under a stick turnip that Shambhala gave to his students simply by being a champion.

Obviously, the Champion gets more points than the Challenger, because there are many Challengers, but there are only a few Champions - there are endless fighters and prisoners, but only those who actually slay the beast will be applauded by the nobles.

In addition to the turnip stick, in fact, Roman has never been able to figure out what kind of medicine "justice" sells. The "fair" list is the only one that doesn't mention extra points and the rules are unclear, which makes Roman very confused.

Shambhala sharpened her head to divert her students—the good ones seemed better, and the bad ones looked worse.

So what is the mystery of "justice" sometimes?

Puzzled questions occasionally make Roman irritable, because he doesn't believe that Shambhala is just bringing a list for students to know about Shambhala's "just" precepts.

In the evening, it was the family's brief meal time, and Roman's restlessness fermented in his body had been transmitted to his family through sawn and creaking plates.

"It looks like Shambhala's assessment bothered you." Flione couldn't stand the unpleasant sound of the plate, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Shambhala has always been very incomprehensible, and I was also Roman at that time." The ratio of men and women at the table of the Roman family is seriously out of balance, and the only girl among the eight siblings who speaks, her name is Shatifa, and she is the seventh in the family.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know." Roman let go of what he had cut in his hand, and the cutlery made a crunch as he put it down, and he leaned back in his chair with his face to the ceiling. The dining table at home began to stir, and everyone was already surprised by Roman's words and deeds.

"How many points are you missing, I've heard about those three lists." Because of the lack of women in the family, everyone at the dinner table talked straightforwardly, and it was too procrastinating to say more. Roman didn't speak, he just leaned back in his chair and immersed himself in his own world, no one knew exactly what Roman was thinking in his head, he had a perfect brain but he never showed his thoughts to outsiders.

"According to the subject you are usually good at, how can you have 3 points?" Roman's eyes moved when he heard this.

"Now that you know it, think for yourself." Roman stretched out his finger and drew on the ceiling. In fact, there are not only 3 points, but 4 points, isn't he having a headache?

"Damn, this kid has this attitude again!" Roman calmly paints into the air, which is not like the performance of a young man, but more like a child whose mind is not fully developed to avoid the topic.

"Ecca, tell me about the contents of the three lists." Although Roman doesn't care about his own topics, it doesn't matter which one of the whole family is in his assessment.

"Compared with the last assessment, this time, in addition to the subject score, the other two additional scores have changed, one is the ring and the other is unclear justice." Erka said about the information he had gotten.

"Isn't it good in the ring, the hillbilly Buda family is all aggressive." Flione said, laughing himself. The patriarch laughed at himself that the family was known to be an aggressive person. Indeed, the Buda family is very willing to accept challenges, and both the patriarch and the chief's brothers are a virtue.

"So, Roman ......" Robelk wanted to continue the conversation, but Roman didn't hesitate to get up, and the forced drag of the chair made an unpleasant sound.

"Since you guys like my topic so much, keep talking." Roman made a gesture of please and left the table.

"Keep Robelk, Roman is still like this." Roman is a spoiler who will be embarrassed by what he does whenever he doesn't want to engage in a topic.

"I said that Roman should choose the ring as a way to get extra points, because isn't justice just a warning to the family not to pave the way." Robelk said that although every time Shambhala is banned by the family, there are still many families who go to great lengths for their direct descendants.

"If you've considered paving the way for me, I'd be so grateful." There was no gratitude on Roman's face when he said this, and he walked to the door and stepped back. His tone was full of mockery.

"But no idiot would ignore Shambhala's warnings and take a shortcut." Roman pushed open the door and walked out.

"Don't be self-righteous, you arrogant guy." Frieon spoke, perhaps Roman was incomprehensible enough to speak

"Study literature and see what you say. The family will not do anything for you, and it is time for you to take responsibility for what you say. "Roman's literature class is a first-level rotten, and Frione calmly took a sip of tea, and the first-level rotten was not blown out by him.

"However, it's also a good thing to be a vampire who has made up her mind not to be a family." He commented that although Roman was neurotic and weird, at least he had an independent consciousness - the family's greatest fear was raising a giant baby who would never be able to serve the family.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Flione glanced at the awkward atmosphere at the table.

"Your brother has been talking like this since he was a child, so why make a fuss." All of you grew up under Frion's nose.

"Big brother, I was just thinking that Roman would ...... if he fought in the ring," Shativa said with her inner concern, and she had also heard that the challenger's extra score was not commensurate with the score of Luo Mian's discipline.

"Roman is not a challenger, he is probably the champion. How could he be content with just fighting in the ring? Erka said that the champion is in line with Roman's character, Roman is a typical superior character, he likes to look at people from a high position.

"Isn't that more difficult, it's harder to defend than to attack." Shativa was worried, and she seemed to be thinking about something that no one at the table was worried about.

"Hehe, Shatifa, why are you so sentimental?" Listen to the incredulous voices at the dinner table at home.

"Aren't you worried, the students of the four academies in the open ring can fight!" Probably most of the time, women will avoid competition and choose to live in harmony, while men have always sought to compete for power and control.

"Don't think of it with a girl's mind, Shattilfa. Farnshawdo said.

"Maybe Roman thinks the opportunity is not to be missed, this time, it is not or it is inevitable." Every man embraces competition and power.

……

The division of power of the Ruijia family predicted by Roman is not groundless, because the relationship between the patriarch and the husband and wife of the Ruijia family is quite tense.

Huley looked at the long dining table, he was at one end and his parents were on the other, and this sense of remoteness did not diminish by half a point because of his age, it should be said that it intensified.

"Since Shambhala has spoken, presumably the fairness of this selection is inevitable." Thuley's father was a serious man, and this seriousness was slightly different from Frione's—it was a kind of seriousness that was not unashamed.

"Ah, yes...... "Xiu Li thought to himself, because his subject score was really unsatisfactory.

"Even if the discipline is not satisfactory, as Yan Zhi Ruijia, he should have absolute hegemony in the ring in the Red Tower." It seems that the Patriarch Ruijia is very confident in the family's superior attributes. Although his father thinks so, Xiuli knows that the good players in the Red Tower are not only the children of the Ruijia family, but the academy has attracted talents from all over the world, which is Xiuli's biggest headache.

In fact, he is not good at fire magic. I'm ashamed to say it.

"In fact, there is no absolute hegemony ......," Xiu Li said with a wry smile, although the Ruijia family is called the Ruijia of the Flame, the supremacy of this flame attribute is far less solid than that of the Thunder Buda - because the mage of the Buda family has a very special physique, especially the physique born for the thunder attribute.

"As the eldest son of Ruijia, it is really unreasonable to have doubts about the attributes of the family!" Xiuli knew that he had always been a child in his father's eyes, because he was far from being as good as his father thought.

"There are many good players in the academy, and although Xiuli is excellent, it is far from the word overlord." Xiuli's mother spoke, as a foreigner, she had no reason to speak, but no mother would let the topic continue.

"Are you questioning the family's lineage?" Seeing the tense posture of his parents, the comparison will hurt, and Xiuli is a character who has been hit hard in the constant comparison. He admits that Roman, though grotesque, is truly gifted – his physique, his vision, and his knowledge are all testaments to the birth of genius.

Sometimes, the more a person hates others, the more he is envious.

When Huley smiled wryly as he cut his plate, he was so envious of Roman—especially when Flione took Roman away afterwards, his father would never come forward to take him away.

The distant dining table cut off the sound of his parents' arguments, and the lonely sound of knives and forks surrounded Huley's ears.

Sure enough, the envy is tight, and the more you hate a person. Xiuli's knife sawed the plate, and his gaze was a little strange.