The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 247 Sparring Training
Ais was crouching behind a tree, holding a kitchen knife.

Not far away was her good neighbor and good friend, Alba.

She didn't notice me. What a great opportunity!

As soon as the time came, she rushed out at her fastest speed.

Walking in the woods, with countless obstacles, it's hard not to make noise.

She had only run a few steps when Alba turned back.

"Ais! You attacked me from behind!"

He said he couldn't believe it, but he drew his sword very quickly.

Just as the two were about to have a fierce fight, a black wind suddenly swept by.

The wind carried away the words, "I'm sorry."

Ais and Alba stared at their bleeding arms, gritting their teeth: "Moran!"

The training session had just begun when Moran injured their arm.

What a bad start!
However, they both knew in their hearts that it was impossible for them to catch up with Moran's speed, and a counterattack was unlikely.

Fortunately, this training doesn't eliminate you from the competition just because you get injured. Instead, the winner is determined by the number of people you defeat. Injuring one person counts as defeating one person and earns you one point. Each person can earn a maximum of 27 points.

Although there were no rewards or punishments during training, the little witches had a very strong competitive spirit.

We lost to Moran and lost a point, but others still have a chance!

For example, right now...

The two quickly became entangled in combat.

A moment later, Ais had a new wound on her waist.

The outcome of their match is now decided.

"Ouch! You really are my good friend, you're not holding back at all!" Ais clutched her waist.

"Haha! You got ambushed!" Alba said cheerfully. "Go get your wand from the broomstick and heal yourself! Luckily we haven't gone far."

Everyone keeps their wands on the broom rack at the edge of the training ground. If you want to heal a wound during training, you have to go to the broom rack to get your wand.

Spellcasting without a staff is not something they can master right now.

Training has time limits; going for treatment wastes time and thus reduces scoring opportunities.

Ais hesitated for a moment, then went to find her wand first.

The injury on her arm was minor and wouldn't be a problem if left untreated for the time being, but the injury on her waist was affecting her mobility a bit.

"Moran's speed is ridiculously fast, and Alba is so decisive too." Ais sighed, "I hope I won't be the last one standing this time!"

"No! We need to heal him quickly and go find someone else...?" Ais turned her head and saw a figure rising up from the bushes, brandishing a knife.

Moments later, Ais suffered new wounds.

Even though she had been beaten by water balloons for a month and had developed a tolerance for pain, she still wanted to cry at this moment.

I got beaten up by three people in a row!
This is much more painful than being hit by a water balloon.

The mental anguish is worse than the physical pain.

While some are suffering, others are happy.

"Haha! I knew someone would come with a wand to heal our wounds soon!" Cheryl said. "Judging from Moran's posture, I don't think we'll all get stabbed in less than ten minutes. It's best to wait here for someone to come!"

"You were also hurt by Moran?" Ais's gaze swept over her, but she didn't see any injuries!

“I just recovered using a healing spell,” Cheryl said.

"So I'm not the first one to suffer!" Ais exclaimed happily. "You wait! I'll be there in a bit."

A few minutes later, another little witch appeared, lurking in the bushes.

"Twenty-five." Moran scored another point: "Only Vasita and Sylph are left!" "They went that way!" The little witch, who had just been injured, revealed Vasita and Sylph's location without hesitation: "I just lost a point in front of them too."

Moran ran in the direction she indicated, and after a while, he indeed encountered Sylph, who was fighting a little witch. Moran was faster and stronger than her opponent and seemed to have the upper hand.

Without hesitation, Moran rushed forward and stabbed Sylph: "Watch your back during a fight!"

Sylph was on the verge of victory when she was suddenly betrayed by her friend. That was bad enough, but she was already in a winning position, and her friend's interruption allowed her to take advantage of the situation and stab her in the back.

It's a double blow.

Sylph stomped her foot in anger, she had never thought Moran was so hateful.

According to the training rules, if you are injured by your opponent, you are considered to have lost the fight and cannot attack them again.

Otherwise, Sylph would have rushed up and stabbed her right now.

Moran doesn't linger in battle; he runs away as soon as he wins, and is now searching for his last point.

The training ground wasn't very big, so it was easy to find someone. Before long, she spotted Vasita.

Vasita had just won a point and was still talking to the little witch who had lost when she heard a voice and saw Moran coming. Without saying a word, she took off running.

Moran's plan to rush up while she wasn't paying attention was thwarted, and she shouted helplessly, "Hey! Why are you running away!"

Vasita didn't know why she was running away.

She panicked the moment she saw Moran rushing towards her and instinctively ran away.

After thinking it over carefully, I realized that it was probably because Moran had taken me down twice before with his bare hands.

In water polo training, Moran's performance was once again far ahead.

Vasida didn't think she could beat Moran in a fight.

"However, I'm not entirely without a chance of winning! I still have the advantage in terms of stamina and endurance!"

With that thought in mind, Vasita ran even faster.

Only by exhausting Moran will she have a chance to beat Moran.

As I was running, I suddenly felt a pain in my back.

When he turned around, Moran had just put away his knife.

"Have you forgotten that I've used Super Speed ​​a little more times than you have?"

Vasita: "..."

I should have known better than to run!
Her downfall was that she earned her magic power later than others, and she also bought Lilith's blood fusion magic later than others.

“With your speed and fighting skills, who in the entire grade can beat you?” Vasita said.

The thought of being stabbed by Moran in every training session from now on, the kind that actually draws blood, made her feel a pang of heartache.

"No one can beat me," Moran said. "I've got all 27 points. The rest is up to you guys."

Vasita: "!!!"

She glanced at her watch: "The training has only been going on for eight minutes!"

This gap is too big!

Moran is far ahead of the pack; will the rest of them just fight amongst themselves?
No way! Even if she's a noob, she'll be the best!
Ignoring her injuries, Vasita went off to earn other points.

Moran returned to the broom stand, retrieved the broom, and flew up into the sky to watch the battle.

The training ended an hour later.

The little witches gathered together, and after comparing their scores, Vasita had the highest score, defeating 15 other little witches and getting 15 points, while Sylph had 12 points.

The other little witches all scored around 8 to 9 points, with little difference between them.

For an hour, in the wooded environment, they were unable to find everyone to fight.