Reincarnated in a different world, the main job is the villager, the side job is the devil king

Chapter 206 Is this the freshman stage? (Ask for monthly ticket)
Gryffindor.

This is a small college with a beautiful environment.

Gryffindor Academy does not have a clear teaching direction like the Swordsman Academy and the Knight Academy. The name of this academy comes from the name of the first elf who came to St. Carno School.

The elf founded this academy inside the school.

Today, there is still a huge statue of the male elf in front of the entrance of the academy.

Because of the special status of elves, Gryffindor College's courses basically arrange for elves to go to various colleges to attend lectures and share their thoughts or experiences, so that students in each college can gain new insights and understandings.

There are also several resident elf teachers in Gryffindor College, a dozen elf exchange students from different grades in elf schools, and human students who come to visit everywhere.

When Lulea walked into the academy, an elf senior sister with the same golden hair came to greet her.

After the two communicated for a while, they took a group photo at the statue in front of the door, and then walked into the academy.

On the second floor, Lulea was just about to sit down when she heard noisy sounds coming from outside the academy.

"Hey, there are so many people suddenly here."

Lureiya opened the curtains and looked over, and found that Gryffindor was crowded with students in uniform.

"Ah, this is normal. These are students from various colleges and are very enthusiastic about the elves."

Several elf seniors who were also in the classroom walked forward and introduced with a smile.

"Look at that line over there."

"I saw it, it's super long! What are they doing?"

Lulea saw a long queue.

"We lined up to take photos and check in at the place where we just took a photo. This is very popular in the school. Did you see the place where you touched the statue just now? Everyone went up and touched it."

The elf senior sister just now had a proud voice.

"I don't see anything to be proud of at all. Instead, I think these people are perverted!"

Lulea put away her right hand that had just touched the statue, used self-purification, and swallowed with fear.

"And over there, do you see anyone wearing black clothes over there?"

A long-haired elf senior pointed in another direction.

"I saw it. He was hiding in the corner and his eyes were constantly moving. Could he be following someone?"

"They are students from the Assassin Academy. What they are best at is hiding themselves and following and assassinating others. However, when there are no classes, they are the designated followers of our academy and will always follow us in the school."

"To put it bluntly, he's just a perverted stalker! It's even scarier to be stalked by a designated person! Hey! Doesn't the dean punish this kind of behavior?"

Lulea looked puzzled at the elf senior sister who had a calm face and seemed to have been used to it for a long time.

"No, no, no. Lulea, not everyone deserves to be followed. Consider this a challenge! A challenge to get rid of the assassins who want to follow us. Presumably this is also why they want to follow us. The reason is, try to track the powerful elves and see how far your assassin potential can reach."

"What, this subtle feeling that is completely unreasonable but can be explained!"

Lulea frowned, knowing that she was not strong and even a little weak.

"Lureia, don't just see the bad side."

A short-haired elf senior pointed to the other side.

"Not everyone is so crazy. There are also many students from the academy who want to know us with good intentions."

Outside the crowd, in the right corner of Gryffindor House, there is a covered open space, which is usually used to store the commuting tools of Gryffindor House teachers and students.

Today, there are five or six people with roller skating equipment tied to their hands and feet, with a seat on their back, lying there flatly.

Not long after, an elf student walked over. After sitting on the seat, the roller skater started and began to skate.

"Did you see it? Those are the students of the Ascetic Academy. They provide us with free on-campus transportation every day. Just get on it and tell the destination, and it will automatically glide. It's just for our academy. It's convenient and inconspicuous."

"Aren't those guys really masochists? It's no longer possible to live a normal life in school in this kind of car!"

"Don't worry. Students who enter the Ascetic Academy basically give up worldly greed such as good clothes, three meals, and too much sleep, and work diligently on the Tao, practicing the selfless middle way. They won't care about such informality.

For them, being able to ask some questions to an elf with a lifespan of hundreds of years during a short period of time on the road is already a rare gain. ——By the way, [Slippery Commuter Bus] does not require tips. "

"I've already been called by my special name!"

The elf girl looked at the crowd outside, and for a moment she didn't know what the future would be like.

The continent of Ireland is very large, and there are all kinds of people living there.

San Carno City is a city that everyone in this continent yearns for. Of course, countless people from all over the world come here to visit it. Therefore, no matter what kind of weirdos appear here, there is no need to feel strange... right?

Lulea's face was dripping with sweat as she comforted herself.

[The Elf Girl’s Life in Gryffindor House, Opening! 】

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"Is this the Swordsman Academy? It's huge."

The white-haired girl looked at the continuous college buildings in front of her and couldn't help but exclaimed.

She was surrounded by freshmen swordsmen who were just like her, holding long swords at their waists.

"Of course, the Swordsman Academy is one of the academies with the most students in the school, so of course it needs enough teaching space."

A senior student with a high ponytail took the new students to visit the Swordsman Academy. The white-haired girl Lina walked in the front, her eyes like a newborn baby, looking left and right, looking around.

Everyone came to the sword dojo area.

In the Swordsman Academy, there are dozens of sword dojos used for sparring and practical teaching. They are square and square, and many swordsmen are sparring and gesticulating on them.

"Tch. Hillbilly."

"How did you get in here?"

"Can you really fight? You won't be cut in half by my sword, right?"

Seeing that Bai Mao looked curious and downgraded the crowd around him, there were many scornful voices among the freshmen, but Lina, who was looking around intently, didn't hear it at all.

Tall Ponytail heard these whispers, but said nothing.

Among the new students of the Swordsman Academy, many students are young ladies from nobles in various kingdoms, or young talents trained by powerful local families.

The current group of freshmen are generally the best of the younger generation in their area. Naturally, many people are arrogant and look down on others.

I'll teach you a lesson later.

You haven’t heard of the freshman tradition of the Swordsman Academy, you idiots.

The high ponytail senior smiled.

Not long after, Senior Sister Taka Ponytail led a group of freshmen to the largest sword dojo in the sword dojo area.

"Okay, boys! Next, it's time to see your strength!"

After the high-pony-tailed senior stepped back, a middle-aged woman with a dignified figure and full of energy walked onto the stage.

A sheathed long sword hung on the woman's waist. Her aura of never being angry or intimidating showed that this person was definitely not weak in strength.

"I am the vice president of the Swordsman Academy."

The woman looked at the more than 300 freshmen on the sword dojo field and nodded happily.

"As always, the students recruited by our academy are still so energetic. To be able to come here, you are all the best among your peers, the so-called swordsman geniuses, and the pride of heaven."

The woman's voice gradually grew louder.

"Historically, our Swordsman Academy has produced 11 Sword Heroes and countless great swordsmen. Breaking through level 50 or above is a prerequisite for our graduation. Maybe one of you will become a Sword Hero in the future. , leave a name in history."

The vice-dean looked at the new students, his originally kind expression gradually became serious.These young people from various places who think they have superb swordsmanship talents have some arrogance in their hearts, but as swordsmen, especially top swordsmen, there is no room for arrogance in their hearts.

That's right, the first lesson of the Swordsman Academy is to dispel the arrogance of the new students in front of them!
"On behalf of the Swordsman Academy, I welcome you to enroll. Next, is the welcome ceremony of our academy."

The old students around him dispersed and gathered around the huge sword dojo.

The freshmen looked around and started to panic.

"Each of you is the best from a region! But that's just a small region! If you want to be recognized by the world, you must become the best in swordsmanship on the entire continent! Pull out the swords in your hands and regenerate They! Challenge the people around you, defeat them, and gain their approval!"

The deputy director's voice echoed throughout the sword dojo.

"This is a freshman brawl! Try to be the last freshman standing on the field! Make all the freshmen fear you!"

The freshmen present distanced themselves from each other and looked around in disbelief.

This is only the first day of reporting, why is it that the decisive battle in the poisonous circle has begun!
But astonishment came, after a while, among the more than 300 freshmen, some already drew their swords and were ready to make a move.

"Is this the Swordsman Academy of San Carno School? It's very wolfish. I like it! I'll take it!"

A fair-skinned boy who looked like he came from a noble family pulled out a long sword.

"Hmph! Come on! Academic guys, let me show you the swordsmanship of the liberals!"

A tall boy wearing animal skin clothes drew his sword.

"I love pineapple pie and I will never give in easily!"

The battle is imminent.

As the swords of the noble boys and the beast-skin boys collided, a brawl among the freshmen began in the largest sword dojo.

For a moment, there were flashes of swords and shadows on the field, and the sound of swords clashing was like a messy piece of music playing.

"Only for competition! Certain physical harm is allowed! But life is not allowed to be endangered! Those who accept defeat will automatically withdraw from the venue!"

The deputy dean’s voice echoed throughout the sky.

Although it was a big fight, the original intention was to attack the arrogance of the freshmen, not to kill you to the death.

Therefore, the vice-dean and the brothers and sisters of the Swordsman Academy on the sidelines were all keeping a close eye on the changes on the field. If anything went wrong, they would immediately go to stop it and at the same time rescue the defeated freshmen from the field.

Soon, the sword dojo fell into a chaotic battle.

"Oops, oops, suddenly there's a fight!"

The white-haired girl drew her sword and prepared to deal with the threats around her.

But I found that basically no one came to her.

Among the freshmen, [-]% are male. Now, these creatures full of male hormones are fighting with all their strength.

As long as he defeats all the boys, the remaining girls will naturally admire him!
One-tenth of the reason for becoming a swordsman is to win the favor of girls!

Besides, what strength do girls have?

99% of the male freshmen present thought so.

The remaining [-]% ​​of girls also found each other in a tacit understanding and began to discuss.

Ahhhh, these men are too fierce, like a group of peacocks spreading their wings, and sparks are coming out of the fencing!
Wait until they are almost beaten and their physical strength is almost exhausted, then you can fight them again.

This is called the rational use of gender advantages, and it belongs to the wisdom of a swordsman!

99% of the female freshmen present thought so.

Seeing the increasingly anxious atmosphere on the field, the white-haired girl also wanted to participate, but no one came to her at all.

Finally, a boy came to her side. He had a lot of bruises on his face. He had obviously experienced a hard battle. He sneered when he saw the sword in her hand.

"Where did this sword of yours come from?"

He completely looked down on the white-haired girl who had no aura and seemed to have no offensive power, so she continued to join the battle.

"I'm looked down upon..."

The white-haired girl was a little angry, and her fur fell out.

On the edge of the sword dojo, the female vice-principal has been paying attention to the movements of the white-haired girl.

This was the girl who came with Harlan's recommendation letter. Harlan was one of the best female swordsmen here. She wanted to see what this girl could do.

But now it seems, isn't it just a harmless little white rabbit?

No opponent can look down upon her.

The female vice-principal moved her eyes towards the boys.

On the field.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, the white-haired girl raised the sword in her hand and placed it in front of her.

"If you don't encounter anything interesting on the first day of school, you won't be able to share it with Xia Mi when you get back, right? This is probably the so-called freshman interaction? It's so lively, everyone is mingling together!"

"You have to blend in quickly, otherwise you will be excluded."

The white-haired girl's eyes gradually changed. When the sword was raised in front of her, her eyes had turned into the color of crystal snow, and the tips of the white hair behind her waist were floating gently.

"It looks like everyone is very good, so let's take 1 minute."

The white-haired girl who also wanted to participate in the freshman interaction started singing on the sidelines.

No one interfered during the whole process.

Time passed second by second.

Because it was only 1 minute, the sword energy condensed by the white-haired girl was not very strong, and the sword energy condensed on her body did not spread, forming an aura that foreshadowed danger around her.

5
The battle on the field is still going on.

4
The fighting atmosphere on the field was extremely tense.

3
Even among girls, there are many girls with swords challenging boys.

2
The sound of swords clashing and the roar of new life echoed in the sword dojo.

1
The white hair emits a burst of white light, and a huge sword energy appears from the corner of the sword dojo, like a wave, rushing towards everyone on the field.

0
Quiet.

The white light disappears.

The field was in a mess, with only Bai Mao standing on the field. The remaining freshmen fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

The senior brothers and sisters on the sidelines who had no time to react, including the female vice-principal, stared in Bai Mao's direction.

"Oops!"

The white-haired girl herself darkened her face and touched her thin lower lip with her fingers.

"So everyone is not that strong?! We should use the 45-second version!"

The female vice-principal came to her senses.

"Why are you still standing there? Call all the school doctors from the four school medical offices in the east, west, south and north! If you don't come here, there won't be any new students at the Swordsman Academy this year!"

[The life of the white-haired girl at the Swordsman Academy begins! 】

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