Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 313: The Final Battle
"To be precise, that person's name is 'Carrier Pigeon.' And her appearance is similar to a white pigeon. But, how should I put it, the art style is slightly different. Oh, and she can also transform into a girl wearing a butler's uniform!"

At the edge of the training ground, the goddess of bathing continued to describe the image of the "homing pigeon".

At this moment, the goddess of bathing suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

It's like a familiar melody keeps playing in your head, but you just can't remember the specific song title.

The carrier pigeon seemed to be the inspiration that triggered a very important memory, but that memory was completely buried in the fog, making it impossible for the goddess of bathing to see the whole picture.

".?"

Although it was the truth, there were so many flaws in the goddess of bathing's words that Millie didn't know what to say for a moment.

If the person in front of her hadn't been the Goddess of Bathing, she might have thought that the other person had suddenly fallen ill.

However, to be honest, after carefully digesting the words of the Bathing Goddess, Millie actually did have some recollection of them.

"Is Sister Yu talking about that white pigeon with the monocle?"

"Yes! You've actually met him before."

"So, Sister Yu means that the little bird on Xia Luoluo's head is a 'homing pigeon'?"

Millie pressed on. If she didn't take the initiative now, the Goddess of Bath might forget about these things soon.

"No, not exactly either."

The goddess of the bath pondered deeply, and her head began to throb slightly.

And it was at this moment that she saw the clothes she was wearing.

A blue and white dress, and striped over-the-knee socks.

Although the Goddess of Bath acquired some other outfits during this time, her favorite and most frequently worn outfit was still this "initial skin."

"Ah, 'fairy tale'! That's right, it's a fairy tale!"

Suddenly, part of the fog in the goddess of bathing's mind dissipated.

Information about fairy tales began to surface rapidly.

Ritas has been investigating the strange four-person pigeon group and related matters. Previously, Ritas's only find was a children's cult classic called "The Faceless Man," which was less a fairy tale and more like a children's horror story.

However, while the fairy tale "The Faceless Man" doesn't perfectly capture the essence of "carrier pigeon," Ritas seems to have found some clues.
"Damn it—I really can't remember a single thing."

After struggling for a while, the goddess of the bath still couldn't recall all the information.

However, she felt she gained a key word: "fairy tale".

Is it a 'fairy tale'?

Seeing that the goddess of the bath seemed to have really done her best, Millie stopped asking questions and fell into thought.

As a child who never enjoyed reading and preferred running around, Millie had virtually no memory of fairy tales, only scattered fragments she'd heard from others.

In short, it does little to help the current situation.

So let's leave the rest to Ritas Jr.

"If 'fairy tales' are truly crucial information, then it's really surprising that Sister Yu only remembered them almost two months later."

Not long after, Millie, who had entered the spectator stands of the training ground to watch Charlotte and Little Ritas's practical combat exercise, couldn't help but say this to the Bathing Goddess beside her.

"Hmm, that's truly undeniable."

The goddess of the bath had also wondered whose image she now possessed. Why was her attire reminiscent of a classic fairy tale character?

Previously, her conclusion was that "appearance reflects the heart," and she also possessed a beautiful childlike heart.

But now it seems that this "information," which almost only she could understand, may have been a "hint" from an unknown source from the very beginning.

She exists in a fairytale-like world. Or perhaps, certain elements of a fairytale are a crucial point of entry.

"Because of the carrier pigeons, they're connected to Xiao Li's younger sister, Wayne. And Wayne seems to have always lived in the West. So Xiao Li was planning to investigate a fairy tale that only circulates in a small area of ​​the West. That's perfect, let the current Xiao Li investigate nearby. Although the people in the family don't want to get close to Xiao Li, they should be able to handle such a small matter."

"The professor's younger sister?! And she's in the Western Territory?"

Millie couldn't help but look surprised.

"Oh, didn't I say that? Sorry—Millie!"

At this moment, the goddess of bathing was completely panicked.

Because, upon closer inspection, the character of Wayne is actually quite important.

Like Ritas, Charlotte, Cortrinet, and others, she is someone who can connect the past Westerlands with the present. Moreover, the many mysteries surrounding her in the future may find their answers in this past Westerlands.

But until recently, the goddess of bathing had completely forgotten about this person.

She felt as if her memories had been manipulated, forcing her to forget these things. However, in this situation, this reason seemed to amount to nothing more than making excuses.

So, seeing that the gentle Millie looked like she was about to explode, the Bath Goddess could only groan and apologize.

Millie was getting fed up with her stupidity. There really was someone who had prepared "hints" specifically for her, and noticed that it took her two months to remember "fairy tales," and that this memory triggered a whole series of events. Didn't she just want to throw her in the air?
Millie took a few deep breaths before she calmed down.

Seeing the bath goddess looking rather pitiful, Millie, who couldn't muster any anger, felt her premonition that she might be keeping a gigolo in the future growing stronger.

"Sigh, thinking about it carefully, I haven't really tried to find a way out during this time, so I have no right to blame Sister Yu."

After letting out a soft sigh, Millie habitually comforted the Bath Goddess.

"That's it!"

"Ok?"

The bath goddess, who was climbing up the pole, shrank back and muttered "Sorry" after being glared at by Millie.

As the two talked, Little Ritas and Charlotte's combat drill was about to begin.

The other practice areas were bustling with activity, but the Elson siblings' area was completely deserted except for Millie and the Bath Goddess.

The Sword Saint's daughter and adopted son are actually training in the Cross Hall!

Such news would initially seem novel and interesting to the others in Cross Hall and Elson House.

As their performance declined day by day, everyone's interest in them waned.

Two terrible chess players, what's so interesting about them? Looking at them too much might even affect your playing style.

Not only were there no spectators, but even the referee in charge of supervising this live-fire exercise was yawning.

The referee for this match is N'Goo, the master of the Elson style.

Although this sword master is highly skilled, he is already over seventy years old.

Because his energy was waning, Master Engu had been responsible for the poor students who were about to be abandoned by the Cross Hall in recent years.

Even this master, N'Goo, had a particular dislike for Little Ritas and Charlotte.

Has the Elson style, which has produced three "Sword Saints" in history, reached its end?
Shaking his head, Master Ngu announced the start of the live-fire exercise.

In the training ground, Little Ritas and Charlotte both stood holding unsharpened longswords. They had both chosen the smallest size swords.

Compared to Charlotte, who was lacking in every way, Little Ritas's performance was almost perfect, judging by his demeanor alone.

If it weren't for the frail aura surrounding him, he might have been able to intimidate quite a few people just by his sword-wielding stance.

"Hmph, Ritas, today is the day we settle our scores!"

"Xia Luoluo declared."

Although she usually felt the same way, Little Ritas felt that Charlotte was unusually energetic today. There was a hint of conspiracy in her expression.
But it doesn't matter. After all, Little Ritas never intended to win.

Although being "not as good as Xia Luoluo" might become a major stain on his life, the prospect of saving half a day to study things that interest him is clearly more tempting than enduring some humiliation.

"bring it on!"

As Ritas spoke, Charlotte charged forward, sword raised high.

There was light in Xia Luoluo's eyes.

Although it's not fair to say she's completely innocent here, it's still a regrettable thing. And losing to Ritas will make her especially unhappy.

but!

She had long been fed up with this damn swordsmanship training.

Not only was she tired, exposed to the sun, and smelly, but the sweat she produced left her feeling sticky all over every day.

So, even if it might make that guy Ritas extremely smug, in order to be able to travel freely as before in the future, today...
In the blink of an eye, two figures, neither of whom were very tall, came together.

With a menacing air, Xia Luoluo swung down the longsword in her hand.

between lightning and flint
There wasn't even a metallic clang.

As if injured by the force of the energy, Little Ritas let out a muffled "Ugh" and staggered backward, kneeling on one knee.

On the other side, Xia Luoluo spun around in the air and flew backward.

"." "." "."

At this moment, two spectators and a referee simply watched the farce unfolding on the training field in utter silence.

Inside the arena, Little Ritas, still kneeling on one knee, stared in astonishment at Charlotte, who was lying motionless on the ground.

you.
Charlotte, who had been playing dead on the ground for a few seconds, sensed that something was off about the atmosphere around her. So she opened her eyes slightly and stared at Little Ritas, who seemed to be proposing to thin air, and was taken aback.

Are you coming too?
Xia Luoluo, who immediately understood everything, looked annoyed.

Little Ritas was already furious.

How can your acting be so bad!
"Ahem. Young Master, Young Miss—Roland said you're not among those eliminated at the bottom. So, it's about time you got up—"

Master Engu, who usually addressed the two by their given names, used a respectful title to address them sarcastically.

Although the head of Elson's family doesn't allow his own children to be eliminated from the Cross Hall, there is suspicion that he is using connections.

But what's the point of saying anything now?

Under normal circumstances, would these two clowns be allowed into the Cross Hall?

"Huh? Why can't I be eliminated! You, you, you're all disregarding the rules!"

Upon hearing that she wouldn't be eliminated regardless of winning or losing, Xia Luoluo, who had been pretending to be dead, got up and loudly expressed her dissatisfaction.

Little Ritas, whose face was somewhat dark, felt at this moment that he wanted to ask the goddess of bathing and Millie to go back to the past so that he wouldn't make a pointless fool of himself.

Millie, come here for a second.

Master Engu rolled his eyes at Xia Luoluo in the arena, silently saying, "You have the nerve to talk about rules?"

Then, he beckoned Millie, who was in his field of vision, to come to him.

Although she had only recently entered the Cross Hall, Master Ngu clearly preferred Millie, whose talent and attitude were both excellent, to the two problem children.

"I've already given the worst scores. So, just watch them compete and jot down any results."

After handing the record board to Millie, Master Ngu muttered something like "each generation is worse than the last" and left the training ground with his hands behind his back.

Millie, unable to refuse the orders of a half-teacher, could only stare at the two people in the room with her whiteboard in hand.

"that."

Are you still going to compete?
A short while later.

Having re-prepared for the battle, Little Ritas and Charlotte stood on either side of the training field.

"To save some time, it's okay if it's considered that I lost."

After staging a farce, a somewhat exhausted Ritas said this.

"Shut up! It's all your fault. Now I have to come here every day to train this stupid thing. Since there's no other way, I'll just have to teach you a lesson today!"

Little Ritas watched as Charlotte, utterly blaming him for the cause and displaying inexplicable confidence, felt that this time the "flavor" was right.

Although, he could indeed choose not to stoop to Xia Luoluo's level.

but
Little Ritas looked down at his palm. Then, he remembered the words the goddess of the bath had said to him not long ago.

However, since this is a rare opportunity, let's use Charlotte as a test subject.

Once again adopting the combat stance that was their only strength, Ritas signaled to Charlotte that they could begin at any time.

After uttering a few more harsh words, Xia Luoluo charged forward with her sword almost without any strategy.

Suddenly, Ritas found himself in a series of perilous situations.

However, this wasn't because Charlotte's swordsmanship had improved. Rather, it was because Little Ritas, who was experimenting with enhancement magic to strengthen himself, was moving rather unnaturally.

He clearly couldn't adapt to the enhanced physical functions in a short period of time.

Seeing that his wrist had been struck twice by the sword blade—it didn't hurt, but the actual performance was far from satisfactory—Little Ritas began trying other spells.

call!
In an instant, a cluster of intense flames encircled Little Ritas's sword blade.

Startled, Charlotte abandoned her attack and leaped backward like a rabbit to keep her distance from Little Ritas, who was holding a burning sword.

"What are you doing?! What are you doing?!"

"This is the Flame Sword Technique."

"Your swordsmanship is terrible! What's the point of using magic in a real swordsmanship practice session!"

Charlotte protested, clearly dissatisfied.

Little Ritas was too lazy to argue with Charlotte about whether the rules of the practical exercise prohibited the use of magic.

He flicked his longsword lightly, extinguishing the flames quickly.

Through his previous spellcasting attempts, Little Ritas gradually gained some understanding. Now, he could try more things.

But it was at this moment that Xia Luoluo, who had been making a lot of noise, suddenly lowered her head and stopped moving.

After a brief pause.

When Xia Luoluo raised her face again, her face was contorted with rage, and her eyes were filled with resentment.

At this moment, Xia Luoluo can only be described as undergoing a complete transformation.

Furthermore, it wasn't just Little Ritas, who was facing Charlotte directly in the training field, who noticed the change in her. Even the Bathing Goddess and Millie on the sidelines sensed that something was amiss.

"Finally...you've finally shown your true colors!"

Suddenly, Charlotte roared at Little Ritas in a slightly hoarse voice,

"Damn cursed child!"

(End of this chapter)