Do not confiscate my citizenship!!

Chapter 223 Lan Qi's most sinful thing

Two days later.

Although the weather was not so good, even in the afternoon the sky looked groggy, but the capital of Ikrita was very lively on Friday, and citizens and tourists gathered near the Ikrita Academy.

Because there is another public event held by the long-lost Icarite Academy.

Coupled with the vigorous publicity of the Hutton Times of the Alchemy Institute, many residents of the royal capital were attracted to come to Icerite Academy to watch the excitement.

Not only were the tickets for the Knights Academy Arena sold out, even the edge of the Gela Memorial Square, where they watched the broadcast, was also full of pedestrians, and there was no gap in Nuo Da’s square.

On the giant open-air screen, scenes from the scene were being projected.

I saw the camera sweeping across a majestic arena from a high altitude, and the surrounding area of ​​the building was full of law and order troops, ensuring the safety of the citizens of this large-scale rally.

In the huge arena, spectators are pouring in from all directions on the stepped walkway, just to witness the upcoming wonderful team fighting competition.

The spectators who were already seated were in high spirits and their voices were buzzing. Occasionally there would be waves of higher cheers, which were deafening and echoed over the entire arena.

In the rest area on the left side of the field, the team of the Royal College of Aloran is ready. Their clothes are uniform, and the team leader professor on the seat is the coach, with his arms around his eyes and his eyes closed. The players are smiling and talking with the audience Waving hello, eyes revealing a sharp determination, this is their absolute certainty of victory.

The giant screen hanging on one side of the arena is showing the introductions of the contestants of the two teams. Their photos are full of sunny and hearty smiles, accompanied by passionate and shocking battle songs, making the atmosphere even more enthusiastic.

High up, on the referee's seat sat the three deans of the Icarite Academy.

They are Dean Loren of the Academy of Sages, Dean Borao of the Academy of Magic Works, and Dean Sventos of the Academy of Knights.

As for the dean of the Alchemy Institute, he is still in prison.

"Mr. Sfentos, is this game really okay?"

Loren's expression was full of anxiety.

I thought that all the students of Aloran Royal College would be sent away soon, but I didn't expect that there would be such a closing event near the end.

What's even worse is that I heard that Lan Qi personally took over the position of coach of the Fighter Soul team on behalf of the student union.

Loren hadn't seen Lan Qi for two full days, and he was afraid that Lan Qi would give him the whole thing later.

"For young people, it's normal to be a little angry and make a fuss. If anything happens, it's mine anyway."

The old man sitting on the far left seems to be over 1.9 years old, but his tall figure stands at least [-] meters tall. He is wearing a black suit, his gray hair hangs in front of his eyes, and he has a nonchalant smile on his face.

"I've earned enough tickets and advertising fees this time. I'll take [-]% and you each will get [-]%."

Professor Polao didn't have any comments, and nodded in satisfaction.

"..."

It's hard for Loren to say anything more, so he can only hope that Lan Qi will be a person this time.

Under the stands where the three were, the arena was already boiling before the match started, like a volcano about to erupt. Every audience was looking forward to the arrival of the hour, detonating the fighting competition that was about to explode.

In the front row of spectators near the fighting platform.

Two girls with light hair were sitting next to each other, one expressionless and the other slightly worried.

"Tata, I haven't seen Lan Qi for two days, I'm a little scared..."

Hyperion grabbed Thalia's hand beside her and said.

Since Huberian was an insider of the student union, she easily got the ticket for the seat with the best view.

There were acquaintances nearby.

Everyone is eating melons, watching the excitement is no big deal.

Even Ranchi's father, Noe, was sitting in the back very happy, holding snacks in his hands, leaning back in his chair leisurely, looking forward to the show starting.

Ever since Lan Qi agreed to give special training to the Soul of Fighters team, Lan Qi had troubled Hyperion and Frey to go back to meet with the president, while he took these fighters to a place for professional guidance alone.

It stands to reason that the three gods were transformed by Lan Qi for only one day, and it was in an entertaining and educational mode.

Huberian didn't know what would happen if Lan Qi was alone in high-intensity transformation for two full days.

"Nothing to be afraid of."

Thalia said without any emotion in her voice.

She couldn't understand why Huberian was so worried all the time.

That guy Lan Qi can't turn the sky at all, she can handle it casually.

Talia doesn't like to watch the excitement, and she doesn't like places with many people.

But Huberian was very concerned about this game, so she came with Huberian, just to see what Lan Qi was up to.

On the other side of the stand in the distance.

A girl with dark red hair was looking down at the venue with a complicated and tangled expression.

Now Ziervini's long dark red hair hangs over her shoulders. She just puts her hair down in a high ponytail and dresses up like ordinary students. Her eyes are no longer aggressive but calm and gentle. The students couldn't recognize her anymore, and people even asked who the red-haired lady in the school was from time to time.

She had clearly decided not to fight anymore.

But now for some reason, she clenched her fist again.

The clock struck about two-fifty.

The official game will officially start at three o'clock.

However, the Icarite Academy team still did not appear on the right side of the arena.

"Should be there soon?"

"If you don't come again, it will be regarded as abandoning the game, right?"

"Actually, it's really possible to abandon the match. It is said that the fighters of Ikrita Academy were beaten badly before, but Ikrita found a powerful coach here."

"If you give up the game and don't play directly, you will have to refund your money!"

The sky is like thick ink, covering the entire arena. Dark clouds are densely covered, drifting over the arena from time to time, making the originally dim venue even more pitch black.

The strong wind swept across the field, rolling up waves of fallen leaves and dust, as if mocking the fragility of human beings.

at last.

At the entrance of the arena's Icarite side, six figures gradually appeared, which were the fighter soul team led by coach Lan Qi.

Just the appearance of these few people made the entire auditorium of the arena quiet down a little until it was silent.

In the dark clouds, occasionally lightning pierced through the darkness, illuminating the entire venue, but the light at that moment was like the eyes of a god, examining the living beings below.

Thunder followed, shocking, it was a warning from heaven, telling people that this was a life-threatening contest.

Under this sky, there were two teams standing on both sides of the arena.

Their gazes met. Although the wind was thundering and the dark clouds in the sky were flashing with lightning, the confrontation between the two teams was so quiet, like the calm before a storm.

In the auditorium, people's breathing seemed to be stagnant, only the cold wind shuttled between them, taking away a trace of warmth.

Some elderly people hold their scepters tightly, women pull their coats tightly, and children tightly hold their parents' hands. The sense of oppression is like a huge stone pressing on everyone's chest, making people breathless. I can't breathe.

Even if they looked far away, they could feel the arrogance rising like the invisible black shadows on the five people behind Lan Qi.

Originally still hesitating whether to jump down to tell the younger brothers—"She will fight", Zilvini froze for a moment.

She only felt an incomparably strange——

Those creatures seemed to have been deprived of their emotions and memories, and walked past her indifferently, not even noticing her presence at the edge of the stands.

What happened to her most precious friends?
Thalia, who was on the other side of the stand in the distance, rubbed her eyes.

At first glance, she thought that these were five demons who were not good at disguising humans, and their hands seemed to be covered with murder, but the coldness from the soul did not hide it at all.

The last time she saw a creature with this feeling was the special killing unit of the Demon King Army.

Compared with the cheerful young people in the previous promotional material shown on the screen, are these really the same five people? !
As the people on both sides of the center of the stand got closer and closer.

"I didn't expect that you didn't escape, but you really came."

Kusai of the Aroran team walked in the front, looking down at the Icarite fighters who came to fight and sneered.

"..."

Facing Cousse's provocation, the fighters behind Lan Qi did not respond at all.

In other words, their eyes have lost their luster, and they are the eyes of looking at the dead.

Lan Qi didn't talk to Coussey for the time being, but just talked to the referee at the side.

After a while, the referee ordered the staff to bring a document and a pen.

Several people from the Fighter's Soul team quickly signed it.

"Let's sign a life and death certificate first."

After checking the signatures of the fighters, Lan Qi handed the "Knight Academy Arena Team Fighting Competition: Disclaimer and Risk Awareness Letter" to Qusay.

　Please give me a monthly pass at the end of the month!Kneel down and worship in the evening!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)