"Name, school, grade. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Throughout the afternoon, Ben Don Quixote repeated the same words. There was a table in front of him, and the table was piled with the same tables, and a word from Henry VI added to the horror workload for them. What made him even more dissatisfied was that after Ophelia was injured, his father strictly forbade him to sign up for this sword exchange.

Don Quixote has always been a neutral force, and the elders of the family don't want to wade into this muddy water.

"Passerby B, Academy: Holy Mountain Academy, Rank: Gray Rank Royal Knight. ”

The student, with his public face, gave his message in a sonorous voice, but Ben-Don Quixote's confident introduction did not surprise him too much, and he skillfully registered the information for passerby B and placed it in the second column of the registration column. He is used to it, every time like this, there will always be a lot of brave people who come out of nowhere, dreaming that he will defeat the Great Demon King in one fell swoop and walk to the peak of his life.

"What does the second column mean, does it mean that I succeeded?" asked passerby B excitedly.

"Yes, yes, please go back to your academy first and wait for news. Ben-Don Quixote sent him away perfunctorily and stretched.

Since the exchange competition was finally held at the Furnace Academy, a series of things such as registration were weighed on the shoulders of the Furnace Student Council, and Ophelia was attacked, and these tedious events were rightfully spread out to the vice president. Fortunately, Erin, the president of the Holy Mountain, has a close relationship with the Wind Furnace Academy, and has sent many people to assist in registration.

The so-called second column is basically a list that has been directly eliminated, and there are so many people who come to sign up, but in the end, it is impossible to let these people play together.

After sending off passerby B, he was followed by a long line of students.

"It's hard work, Soph. Ben-Don Quixote waved at Soph, only to find the earnest little girl's eyes wide open and staring at a teenager.

"Even if you say that, but the banana swordsman or something......" The weak Soph tried to persuade the stubborn teenager in a tactful way.

"Huh, can't the Banana Swordsman?"

The boy tapped his head in anguish: "I thought about it for a long time. That's why you city dwellers are really troublesome. ”

"That's why I've said it, Julius, how can a banana swordsman work? You should listen to me, change it to an arson swordsman. The orange chick on the boy's shoulder whispered in his ear.

It's nothing to do with swordsmen!

"That...... In addition to this, the college column ......"

"Hey, Miss Registration, what is wrong with the Forest King Academy? Don't bully me just because I'm a countryman. Julius was dissatisfied.

"It's not so much about what's bad...... I've never heard of this academy at all. ”

According to the rules of this registration, except for the three colleges of Wind Furnace, Holy Mountain, and Tower, the rest of the colleges are not allowed to register. These three academies have already lined up in such a long line, if you add other academies large and small in the imperial capital, I'm afraid that just signing up will have to report to the end of the King's Banquet.

"There is a saying in our hometown that everyone is a child of the forest, you must have heard it, right?"

"I've heard of it, and I'm a ghost!"

It wasn't Soph who said that. The young man who burst out of the crowd kicked Julius into the corner: "Why are you here? Didn't I already tell you not to sign up?"

"What are you talking about, Phoenix and I only came to see a product on sale, but I didn't expect to have to register so many troublesome procedures. ”

"The devil believes you!Anyway, don't think you can get away with making up a name!"

Soph sighed, and although she didn't know what was going on, she seemed to have finally gotten rid of this tricky applicant. She crumpled up the list of registered Banana Swordsmen and threw them into the trash, then she took out a list and asked, "Name, school, grade." ”

"Just an unrelated plumber. Lin Qiu lifted the red hat with the word M on his head, and said with a straight face.

You're not the same yourself!

......

Five minutes later—

"Listen, Julius, if you just tell these students that the Eastern Exchange Students are dangerous, they won't believe it. Lin Qiu led Julius and Phoenix to the corner of the registration venue and whispered. These people were obviously carried away by the illusion, and the exchange students in the east did not show overwhelming strength when training with the Kenjutsu Society, giving many students the illusion.

Lin Qiu heard some rumors on the way here.

The Albertists and the neutral nobles all warned their children not to enroll, and the remaining students, except for some commoner children, were the middle power students who were dissatisfied with Ophelia's injury.

In the sword exchange competition, it is normal to be injured, but with Dima's style of acting, it is absolutely impossible for him to give an order full of humanistic care such as "point to point".

"So I came up with a solution, but it needs your help. Lin Qiu said calmly.

"What?" asked Julius, curious.

The most direct and effective way is to let these students see the true face of the exchange students in the east.

"See the people over there?"

"Exchange students from the east?" Yurius also noticed the tall man waiting at the door. He had some impression of this person, he had a relationship with the eastern exchange students in the cafeteria, and this person was the short-tempered boy who was going to trouble them but was stopped by the scar girl.

At this moment, he was leaning against a pillar, seemingly with his eyes closed, but his face showed an impatient expression.

"The plan is like this......"

Lin Qiu lowered his voice and said in Julius' ear.

On the other side, the Palace of Floating Dreams, on the second floor.

"Master Dima. Scar knocked on the door.

"Oh, it's you, come in. Dima straightened her clothes, and two beautiful women with wine snuggled into his arms.

Scarlet didn't linger on the two of them, but gave Dima a standard chivalric salute.

"Go out first. ”

The two beauties left the room unsatisfied.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that the two were far away that Scargirl whispered, "She came to me and said that my opponent was Tyre Cyrus." ”

"The newcomer who has been causing trouble for Albert?" Dima pondered for a moment, then he saw the black crystal necklace that the other party was wearing, and suddenly showed a playful smile: "You should be suffocating these days, right?"

"Master Dima's orders are our only rules of action. ”

Dima was noncommittal: "No matter who you meet in the exchange competition next, you don't have to keep your hands - kill them all!"