Firefly Journey

Chapter 156 Rescuing the Journalists in Action (13)

Once outside the city gates, Lin Yuanran and his group were filled with anxiety. They simply couldn't believe they had escaped so easily.

While worried, they also checked the surrounding situation, but no matter what they tried, they couldn't figure it out and it didn't seem like there was an ambush.

The group continued running across the snow without slowing down, until they were about a kilometer from the city gate when a person appeared in front of them.

The man squinted. Regardless of his appearance, Lin Yuanran subconsciously glanced at Xiu and suddenly felt that the two were very similar.

"You've all walked too fast, why don't you stop and rest for a while?"

Benjamin stood atop a pine tree and spoke softly.

Lin Yuanran and the others had never met Benjamin before, only knowing him as a lackey of the Imperial Army. They immediately began preparing to draw the divine oracle, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

During his imprisonment, Victor met Benjamin and knew of his close relationship with Mond Toby, and he reminded him:

“I’ve met this man before. He’s highly regarded by that Imperial Commander, and I suspect that he’s the one who put mind control over me.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuanran raised an eyebrow.

He still clearly remembers the night Viktor was restrained and he walked into the snow.

If he hadn't belatedly discovered the anomaly, he wouldn't have known he was being controlled by the oracle.

Looking back now, it's just like the scene of Imperial soldiers' corpses scattered all over the ground that I just saw – I was completely powerless to control my own destiny.

Lin Yuanran had a vague feeling that the person blocking his way might not necessarily be an enemy.

Benjamin said, "You won't be leaving Seryol today."

Hugh retorted, as if to argue, "But we're already out."

Lin Yuanran almost laughed, because what he said was true—they were already out of the city. However, considering the occasion, he held back.

"I can go back again."

The sound came from behind. Realizing something was wrong, they turned around and saw Mond Toby, who had been chasing them, along with a large group of Imperial soldiers.

"Looks like we're really having a tough time today," Hugh said with a wry smile.

Claudia remained calm and composed, saying, "We are already outside the city. Logically speaking, Chief Iru should be nearby, so we don't need to worry too much."

That being said, the name Chieftain Iru certainly inspires confidence. But Mondl is not alone; behind him are organized units of Imperial soldiers.

Admittedly, they are ordinary people, but many ants can move an elephant, and quantitative change often leads to qualitative change. Escaping is not an easy task.

"Thank you for your kindness, City Lord, but your City Lord's Mansion is dark and damp, it doesn't look like a place for a human to live. You should stay here by yourself."

Anyone can talk tough, Lin Yuanran searched his mind for words and uttered these words.

To put it simply, I'm calling you inhuman.

The old fox Mond Toby, who shouldn't hold grudges over words, felt a surge of anger in the face of this seemingly insignificant humiliation.

Mond frowned as this negative emotion erupted. He had thought himself immune to all poisons, and that he wouldn't take a minor verbal insult to heart.

But the surge of anger made him realize something he had been deliberately ignoring.

Just now, in the city lord's prison, Lin Yuanran used the unique and magical features of the "Fantasy Ledger" to trick him.

The old fox being outmaneuvered by the calf is a great humiliation, and this is where the anger comes from.

Therefore, Lin Yuanran's seemingly innocuous sarcastic remark ignited the anger within Mond, which was about to become a raging fire. However, he was able to restrain himself well and did not show it on the surface.

Mond narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Charge! No regard for life or death!"

Originally, Mondstadt had hoped to have Viktor serve the Empire, but judging from the current situation, that was no longer possible.

When anger swells to its peak, reason is cast aside. Mond was in that state at this moment, disregarding everything else; he only wanted the people in front of him to die instantly.

His wish is about to be dashed.

A blurry figure appeared at an incredible speed on the snow-covered mountain path, leaving large footprints on the snow, indicating that the owner was an orc.

Iru, carrying a large axe, faced Mond Toby with a disdainful expression.

……

……

City of Eden, St. Louis College.

The wind-element training ground was packed with people. Students who had either finished their matches or hadn't yet taken their turn were all gathered together, watching the same game.

The two groups are Class 29 and Class 57, respectively.

Separated by the spatial oracle, Mirashu from Class 29 remained calm, surrounded by a multitude of magical beasts with ferocious expressions.

His opponent was the star of Class 57, the class monitor.

Unlike Mirash's nonchalant demeanor, the squad leader was visibly sweating profusely, which showed just how much psychological pressure he was under.

The pressure is unavoidable.

In the 6v6 arena match, Class 29 has only sent out their second player, while Class 57 has already run out of players...

This class monitor is the last hope for the whole class.

However, upon seeing that pack of ferocious monsters, he couldn't even muster the will to fight.

The monsters swarmed him and trampled him to death; it was better for him to make a dignified exit.

After testing the waters and realizing there was no chance, the class monitor of Class 57 chose to abstain, which was expected by everyone.

He withdrew from the dueling arena, and no one called him a coward or anything like that, because at St. Louis Academy, it would be strange if he could win against such a star-studded team as Class 29.

No one has the right to speak recklessly.

Or, you do it?

Mira returned victorious, and the students in Class 29 all praised her.

During the knockout stage, battles between classes took place simultaneously in multiple venues. By the time Class 29 finished their match, this stage was almost over.

After everyone waited a while longer until the elimination rounds were completely over, Sabrina left. When she returned, she had a rolled-up piece of paper in her hand.

A draw. There will be a new round of opponents.

Lu Jianming said, "Who could it be? I hope it's someone strong, otherwise I won't have a chance to play."

Sabrina laughed and said, "Want to go on stage? That's easy. No matter what kind of opponent you draw this time, you'll be the first one to go. It'll also let us see how well you, Your Highness, have trained during this period."

Lu Jianming said, "Sure! Open it and take a look!"

Aside from the wind chimes, everyone else also showed expressions of anticipation.

Sabrina smiled and slowly flattened the curled-up paper.

8, with the number 8 lying quietly on top.

This means that the other team that drew an 8 will become their opponent.

Who was the lucky one... no, the unlucky one?!

The results of the draw would be posted on the bulletin board later, but Lü Jianming was eager to know who his opponents were, so he went around asking around.

After asking several classmates from other classes, I still couldn't match them up, until I saw Reinhard Lee.

Lü Jianming leaned closer and asked, "Dude, what number did your class draw?"

Reinhardt told the truth: "8."

"Hey!" Lü Jianming exclaimed with delight. "Congratulations! We might be able to have a friendly spar."

"Huh?" Reinhardt immediately wore a bitter expression.

Seriously? This is only the second round, and we've already run into Class 29? How unlucky can we be!

Lü Jianming laughed heartily: "Don't be discouraged, we might not win either."

But winning or losing doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that your class monitor is definitely going to make his appearance. Well then, if I don't beat him to a pulp, I'm not a member of the Lü family!

Lu Jianming is known for repaying kindness and holding grudges. Dominic had caused trouble for Ario, and Lu Jianming had taught him a lesson then, but looking back, it didn't seem quite right.

Perfect timing! I drew Class 26 this time, so can I openly beat him up again?

Lü Jianming was in a great mood.

Reinhardt was initially upset upon hearing the draw news. However, after hearing Lü Jianming's words, he seemed to feel less sullen.

Because of his friend Ario, although he was a member of Class 26, he didn't like to talk to that petty class monitor.

Playing against Class 29, defeat was a foregone conclusion.

If you can take this opportunity to make someone you don't like suffer a loss, it might not be such a bad thing.