The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

When they arrived at the breadfruit grove, they realized that the others had arrived quite late.

The breadfruit grove was filled with mournful cries; the other little witches in fourth grade had already arrived.

Seeing them approach, one of the little witches asked with concern, "Did you just receive the notification? Waaah, while we were away, our dwellings were all reset! I had so many supplies I prepared for the survival trial in my room! All gone!"

Moran and the others, who had already learned that their residences in the inner area would be reset at noon today, were filled with unease.
"Got it, got it! There's no point in thinking about it anymore, let's hurry up and pick some breadfruit and prepare more food!"

"Wait a minute, you guys, why are you all carrying such big bags? Did you already know all along?"

The little witches looked at them suspiciously.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it any longer, Moran finally said, "Yes! I found out at the beginning of the school year when I was looking for the senior students during the entrance ceremony. The dean forbade us from telling others on our own initiative; we could only say it when asked."

The little witches: "!!!"

It turns out they were the only ones who got scammed!

hateful!

The little witches' eyes were too frightening, so Moran and the others quickly fled the area and went deeper into the breadfruit forest.

"That scared me to death!" Ais patted her chest, still shaken, and said to Alba, "Luckily we chose to stay in the mountains outside the meadow, otherwise... we would be the only ones crying today!"

"What are your plans for today's entrance ceremony?" Cheryl asked.

"Of course we'll abide by the academy rules. If the third-year junior girls don't come to talk to us, we'll keep the secret!" Alba said without hesitation.

Moran nodded in agreement: "That's exactly what I was thinking."

“Everyone goes through this!” Vasita said. “Hopefully, the younger girls won’t notice us tonight!”

Sylph shook her head: "Putting everything else aside, Bertha, Anna, and Annie will definitely come looking for us. Anna is planning to build a residence in Boar Valley, Annie is planning to live at the Old Oak, and Bertha has taken over the island in the lake where Senior Renee used to live. Tonight, they will definitely take the underground river to the inner area."

"What a pity!" Vasita said regretfully.

At 7:40 p.m., Moran and the others reluctantly left the breadfruit forest and flew to the castle.

Upon entering the hall, they all stood together in the seats designated for fifth-grade little witches.

From this moment on, they are now fifth-grade seniors.

"Why are all three of you here?" Ais asked. "Aren't you going to promote magic to the new students this year?"

“I’m not going to advertise anymore,” Vasita said. “I don’t even have enough paper to copy books into the Book of Witches, let alone enough to make flyers.”

Anyway, our witch's magic books are now available in the first, second, and third-year library and the academy library. The posters we put up before are still there; the little witches will see them sooner or later.

Sylph nodded in agreement: "Unfortunately, I haven't had time to cultivate a mutant plant that produces paper."

She didn't have enough paper either.

"Moran, what about you?" Cheryl asked, "Your card shop sells {parchment cards}, so you shouldn't be short of parchment, right?"

“No, we don’t need it. Since Vasita and Sylph aren’t promoting it anymore, I’ll just skip it too,” Moran said.

This is our last time attending the orientation dinner, so let's relax and enjoy ourselves. We can earn more magic later.

"This is the last time!" Alba looked at the chattering junior girls in the auditorium. "This time next year, we won't be in the academy anymore!" Ais pouted. "What should I do? I'm already feeling a little sad."

“It’s too early to be sad!” Cheryl said. “Let’s look at the fifth-grade school year plan!”

Upon hearing this, Ais opened the Book of Witches:

"Within a week of the enrollment ceremony, you will begin your survival trial by traversing the hedge wall between the inner and outer areas alone."
I already knew that, so it's alright! There's plenty of time to get from the underground river to the inner area, and then fly to the hedge wall..."

“Wait, it sounds like it says ‘alone’?” Alba asked. “Is this a new requirement this year? It wasn’t like this last year!”

Ais was taken aback: "It really is! What does this mean? We can't go down the underground river together anymore?"

“It should be,” Vasita said. “But it doesn’t matter. We can stay overnight on the outskirts of the Lone Peak Forest and then walk through the grassland when it gets light.”

I haven't heard of any sandstorms coming tonight over the yellow sandy area, so going that way is fine too.

“I still want to go through the underground river,” Moran said. “I plan to go directly to the outer area through the underground river.”

"We don't even know if the other side of the underground riverbank with the tree roots is a dead end. Moran, are you sure you want to go that way? Just for that space gem of unknown quality?" Sylph advised.

"Why don't you reconsider? You can enhance the Space Stone yourself, so that other gem isn't that useful to you!"

Moran shook his head: "I can't rest easy if I don't dig it up now that I've seen the Space Stone. If it's a dead end, I can just dig a hole to the surface."

Ais continued reading the next notification: "Every time you are rescued by the Dean after being threatened with death, one set of survival supplies will be confiscated and one important item will be detained?"
What does this mean? Is the {portable kitchen card} considered an important item?

“Yes,” Moran said. “I already asked Ms. Amisha this afternoon. All clothing, food, and daily necessities are considered survival supplies. In addition, flying brooms, wands, cards, and magical items are considered important items.”

However, the valuables are only temporarily confiscated and will be returned to us upon graduation.

However, items made with materials from within the academy are permanently confiscated, with the exception of flying brooms and wands.

In other words, once the magical materials we collect in the outer areas are confiscated, they will be lost forever.

When she learned of this, she immediately broke off several tree branches and began to infect them in advance, just in case her wand was taken away, she could immediately make a new one.

It's fine if other things are taken away, but if her wand is taken away, then she really will have to rely on magic cards.

The new wand is certainly not as good as the old one she used for four years, but something is better than nothing.

"What? I heard there are a lot of magical materials in the outer area. I was hoping to use these magical materials to earn some travel expenses so I could go to Dragon Clan's Gourmet Island after graduation!" Ais said.

“Then you need to be careful and try not to put yourself in a dangerous situation, otherwise you might end up with nothing,” Moran said.

Ais had absolutely no confidence in this.

"Wait! There's a graduation exam too?" Alba exclaimed.

Still reeling from the blow, Ais asked incredulously, "What did you say? An exam?"

Exams—what a distant concept!

I haven't listened to it for a year, and it still gives me a headache. (End of Chapter)