St. Herte's school rules have a rule that prohibits students from fighting in private, and if you want to have a duel, you must first apply to the instructor, and then arrange a special spell practice room for both sides to fight.

But Rutgers and Caspar's situation is a bit special, first, they have not officially enrolled in the class, and they can't find the corresponding responsible tutor; Second, they are not engaged in a competition between ordinary students, but in accordance with the ancient tradition, they have to engage in aristocratic duels that cost personal glory.

Generally speaking, such things that are likely to get involved in unnecessary troubles are avoided by the gurus.

However, to the surprise of many freshmen, Idrul, the dean of Hilmi Academy, not only took the initiative to stand up and was willing to act as a notary for the duel between the two, but even deliberately opened the exclusive arena of Hilmi Academy.

All the arenas in St. Hella are similar, similar to the gladiatorial arenas of ancient Rome.

With great craftsmanship and artistic skill, they combine the stones into a large and magnificent building, and the overall structure takes on the shape of an ellipse.

The internal structure is also mainly divided into arenas, auditoriums and passages.

Vast spectator seats were arranged in a staircase around the arena, and almost all the freshmen were seated in pairs.

"Caspar joined the Augustus Academy, but which house did Rogers go into? Does any of you know? ”

"He should join the Randora Academy, after all, his father is a standard nobleman."

"I really envy the heirs of these noble families, they don't need to do their best like us to get into the excellent academy."

"Then why did the dean of Hilmy Academy come and act as a notary for these two completely unrelated cadets?"

Several freshmen standing on the edge of the stone walls of the arena continued to talk until someone asked the question, which puzzled many people, and they fell silent.

After a while, someone tentatively answered:

"His Royal Highness Rufia was admitted to Hilmy Academy, and this Rogers seems to be very pleasing to His Highness, probably His Highness asked the Dean to help him arrange it, right?"

Several people bowed their heads when they heard this, saying that this was the only possibility, and then denounced Rogers's flattery with jealousy, speculating how this notorious fellow had coaxed the simple princess.

Rogers, who was at the center of the whirlpool of discussion, was standing in the passage leading to the arena.

The walls of the passage are made of intricately carved marble and covered with ornaments and frescoes depicting scenes of battles, victories and heroes.

He yawned deeply and casually observed the scene on the mural, as Idrull's instructions and nagging kept coming to his ears.

"I went to the head of the house in Augustus and asked about the standard of Caspar's kid.

"His magic skills are mainly used to assist in the expansion of the knight's rank, although he only has a bronze beginner now, but his physique is already stronger than the regular bronze intermediate rank.

"You must be careful not to let him shorten the attack distance, once you get into melee combat, you will definitely be defeated by him quickly, so I specially selected this arena wide enough for you to dodge ......"

"And ......"

Idrul searched for almost all the information about Caspar's strength, and constantly taught Rogers the best way to deal with it based on his own experience.

After a while, after he had finished telling all the important things, he took out the lime powder wrapped in a small cloth bag from his cuff and handed it to Rogers.

"This is my special lime powder, as long as it is sprinkled into the other person's eye, it will inevitably have an immediate and long-lasting blinding effect.

"The school rules stipulate that you can't bring any magic items from outside the school to participate in the duel, and I, as the school tutor, can't give it to you privately.

"But this bag of lime isn't enough for magic items, you can use whatever you want.

"By the way, did you bring anything? The other party had a two-handed sword. ”

As Idrul looked at Rogess's sleepy and distracted expression, he couldn't help but worry more about his situation, lest his underestimation of the enemy would cause bad consequences.

After all, no matter how strong a genius is, he has just been promoted, but his opponent has been promoted for more than half a year, and he has received formal knight education since he was a child.

"It's not good that you're favoring me like this......" Rogers quickly reached for the lime powder and then pulled a cloth bag from his chest.

"As your head of the academy, these are all responsibilities, if the situation is not right, you wink at me with your left eye, and the old man will immediately stop the duel." Idrul's old face was full of decency, and he echoed solemnly: "Did you bring lime with you too?" ”

"No, Professor, unlike your wisdom, I'm more simple and unpretentious, it's just salt." Rogers tied the cloth bag with lime powder around his waist and opened his bag for the notary to inspect.

"What are you doing with salt?" Idrul's face was full of confusion, but then he was caught by the magic book that suddenly emerged from the void and hovered beside Rogeth.

"I borrowed it from the academy library, so it shouldn't be a rule violation, right?" Rogers pinned the bag of salt to his belt as well, carefully observing the old professor's reaction.

Alice often pulls out this magic book in the academy in the plot, and there is no plot of being deprived and retracted, but for the sake of insurance, Rogers still wants to test the professor who is currently closest to him and see how he will react.

"It only has your breath on it, that is, before you got it, was this a blank magic book without an owner?"

Idrul's old eyes closed slightly, and he instinctively sensed an ominous sensation in the book.

"As one of the founding five schools of St. Herthe, Hilmy College has gone through countless years, and if you can find the adventures in the academy, then this is the arrangement of fate, not a violation.

"Over the course of a long time, there have been students who have acquired strange items, even items that can be classified as degenerate, but the school also abides by the taboo that magicians are not allowed to snoop on each other's secrets, and will not easily dispose of these things on behalf of students.

"But that's all if you have complete control over it and it doesn't affect you in any way."

Rogus quietly listened to Idrull's explanation, and nodded in agreement, the reason why Alice was able to run around with this magic book in the open was because of her status as a saint, because no one believed that any magic items could affect the saintess.

He pondered for a moment, opened his hand, condensed a ball of pure magic, and handed it to Idrul.

"The perks I got from St. Herte's Gate can share the abilities of my original perks with others, and you can feel it to understand if I will be affected by the magic book."

It was originally because of the trial in front of the door that it was impossible to hide it from the professors in the school, and the [Ignorance Bonus] dealt with Vice Principal Avery on the day of awakening, and with the subsequent competitions in the academy, it will become an open secret sooner or later.

Fortunately, it is better to use it now to relieve the worry of the old professor in front of him.

"Another high-level intellectual bonus...... You are indeed a child with the qualifications of a sage, and indeed, if you possess it, even if it belongs to a fallen object, it will not affect you. ”

Idrull sighed with mixed emotion, and looked at Rogers with an inexplicable gaze.

High-position, intelligence, and plural bonuses, these three words are intertwined, and he, an old great magician, can't help but have a lot of indescribable emotions.

"Get ready for a duel, and blink your left eye at me when you feel you can't handle it, even if you have a double high-level intellectual gift, you have a rare magical talent, and you have acquired the knowledge of a wise man at a young age......

"But after all, I just got promoted! It's still far from becoming a sage, and failure is extremely normal! ”

As soon as Idrul finished speaking, he turned around and turned into a faint emerald green glow, and disappeared in front of Rogers' eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Weren't you worried about me losing just now......"

Rogers shook his head slightly, waiting to enter.

The magic book kept around him like a child, and from time to time he wanted to go up and rub his master's cheek, but unfortunately he was mercilessly slapped away.

Above the arena, Idrul stood out of thin air, and his presence caused the new students in the audience to gradually stop talking, and all eyes were on him.

"In the name of St. Herthe, the head of the Hilmy Academy, and the Grand Magician Idrul, I will notarize the following duel.

"I swear by my own morality and honor that I will do my best to ensure that the duel is fair and just, that the rules of the duel are observed, and that both sides will fight on equal terms.

"Any cheating, breaches, or unfair treatment will be corrected and dealt with......"

After the lengthy notary oath was read, the two duelists walked out of the opposite passages.

"What's that book floating around Rutgers?!"

The people in the stands immediately noticed the apparently unusual Magic Book hovering beside Rogers.

But no one made too many doubts, just because the notary is the president of Hilmy College.

Then there was another cheer in the audience, and when Rogers heard the voice, he thought it was the shouts of the crowd, but he didn't expect it to be the reason for Alice's arrival.

When the surrounding freshmen saw her appear, they all rushed to her surroundings as soon as possible, as if they had already thrown aside the duel that had not yet begun.

Alice, dressed in azure magical robes, seemed to notice Rogess's gaze and smiled at him and nodded.

After Rogers took his position, he didn't look at the scene in the stands, but looked at the opponent in front of him.

Dressed in a coarse cloth short, the muscular lines of his arms bulging slightly, Caspar dragged a long sword in one hand, and made a noise of mopping the floor from time to time as he walked forward.

The look on his face was even more unruly, and he looked at Rogers like a butcher looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

It wasn't until he clearly saw the magic book flying out from behind Rogers, and his face sank slightly.

"Hahaha, even if you have a magic prop, you don't have the corresponding power to drive it now, and spending too much magic on it will only accelerate your failure."

Caspar furrowed an eyebrow, and soon let out a sneer at Rogers, sarcastically mocking Rogers' inexperience, but there was a jealousy in his eyes that could not be hidden.

"Professor, can we get started?"

Rogers ignored the other and looked up at Idrul in the air.

After obtaining approval, the two opened a distance of more than twenty meters and waited together for Idrul's announcement.

The people in the audience also recovered from the atmosphere of welcoming the saint and paid attention to the arena.

"In the name of St. Helthe, the Dean of Hilmy's Academy, I hereby announce that the duel begins!"

The moment Idrul's raised right hand was flicked, Caspar quickly chanted Rogeth's unfamiliar occult language, uttering a barrage of syllables and tones that were incomprehensible to the average person.

At the same time, a faint glimmer of magic shimmered around him, and the long sword he held in both hands glowed crimson.

"Bang!"

With a violent explosion, Caspar landed his right foot on the ground, sending up puffs of smoke and dust.

With the help of the power of the shock, his body suddenly turned into a flying arrow and rushed out, and the long sword left a bright red trail in the air.

Rogers looked at Caspar rushing towards him like a brute bull, and thought to himself that as long as the magic guide book was revealed, the other party would not even be tempted, so he couldn't wait to get close to him.

With his mind speeding up, he held the open magic book in his left hand, and opened his right hand to Caspar's five fingers, silently grasping the rapidly shortening distance between the two, and at an opportune moment, shouted in a broken Landona language:

"The Mist is calling!"

A smile appeared on Caspar's face when he heard this, and he couldn't help but kick the ground again, speeding closer to Rogers, wondering if the stupid creature would think that the fog could hinder his attack.

But then he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and the two elements of water and fire collided violently in front of him, and with a pop, a thick and hot water vapor burst out and shrouded his body.

In an instant, a sharp pain and burning sensation exploded on his exposed skin, and the hot breath consciously penetrated into his nose, bringing irritation and pain that ordinary people could not bear.

Rogers shifted sideways, dodging Caspar, who was flying by inertia.

He watched as the other party rolled on the ground twice in embarrassment, and the long sword in his hand also slid to the side with the tumbling.

"Remember, kid, stupidity is not an obstacle to survival, arrogance is."

Rogers slowly walked over to the sword, picked it up, and slowly walked to Caspar's side, bending down to shove the sword into his hand, admonishing sincerely.

The water vapor burned Caspar's throat and lungs, making it difficult for him to utter full syllables at the moment, and even to breathe.

But the red eyes that tried to open them conveyed boundless resentment, and the scalded face became more and more hideous.

"Good, very energetic!"

Rogers straightened up with a relieved smile, thinking about how Caspar would naturally stop him if he made a gesture of surrender.

The opponent sets the beginning of the duel, and he wants to control the end of the duel.

A real end.