The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

"A level seven golden bow, you can't buy it at the academy." Kurara looked around: "It seems like it was a last-minute decision, otherwise there would be many more people in the training ground today."

Several students even entered the training ground at this time; they had been drawn to the teacher's golden bow and followed him along the way.

Another priest entered, clearly to guard against any accidents during the students' martial arts demonstration. Bringing out such valuable items could potentially lead to injuries.

Lorenvi nudged Sylph: "That golden bow, you can use it, right? Yes, you definitely can."

"I...I'm afraid I don't have a talent for archery," Siruf shook her head.

She shook her head, but her gaze never left the golden bow.

Lorenwei got up and went to register as well.

"Oh? Lorenwei?" The female disciplinary committee member of the student council recognized her at a glance.

Lorenwei smiled gracefully: "You've seen me before?"

“I confiscated several of your magic rubbings.”

"..."

The female disciplinary committee member thought she didn't know, and explained, "It's the one where you shyly pressed down on your skirt that was being blown up."

Lorenwei's ladylike smile crumbled: "Thank you, but you didn't have to be so clear..."

After registering, Lorenwei returned to her seat.

Sylph whispered, "Thank you. I should have gone to the competition by myself..."

Not to mention that his strength is inexplicably at level one, he hasn't made any progress due to a lack of weapon training, and his status as a magical pet alone makes him ineligible to participate in the student martial arts competition.

Sylph entered each identity verification station solely based on the ruby ​​on her forehead, a symbol of her status. She didn't need to scan her palms; everyone could immediately tell she was a summoned creature.

“It’s my pleasure, Siruf, don’t be so polite.” Lorenwei pressed her cheeks together and whispered, “If you want it, I will win it for you.”

Sylph blushed.

Kurara nudged Lorenwei beside her and teased, "You're pretty good at flirting, aren't you?"

Lorenwei modestly replied, "I know a little bit."

"It's fine if it's not my Loren who's going to fight for that golden bow," Kurara said with a smile, watching the spectacle. She hadn't signed up for the martial arts competition either; although the royal family had provided excellent training, there was no need for her to compete against others.

Not many people registered on-site, only about ten students participated, and registration was quick.

"Can we sign up too? Our names are Oha and Oyou."

Two students stepped forward. One was a boy, the other a girl, both with blond hair and strikingly similar appearances; they were likely siblings. Judging from their attire, they were probably both Buddhist monks.

The student union registration officer frowned.

Although their clothes bore the symbol of lily buds, they also had a distinctive metallic feature: a badge of crossed swords striking each other.

The lily badge is the symbol of Moonlight Academy, while the fencing badge is the symbol of Nichika Academy.

These brother and sister are exchange students from Nichika Academy! And what's more, they don't just place the fencing badge alongside the lily badge, but rather place it above the lily badge!

The two schools already had a poor relationship, which meant the siblings' attitude was even more unfriendly.

"Register," the female discipline committee member said as she came over.

After registering, the two siblings returned to their seats to wait for the martial arts competition.

Registration complete. Meilan is number 4 in the upper half, while Lorenwei is number 15.

"Am I getting a bye? Or two byes?" Lorenwei looked at the progress chart, very happy.

Kurala pointed to the progress chart in the distance and said, "The bottom half of the bracket actually has three progress lines, while you are on a single path, so you've been directly placed into the quarterfinals."

She looked around, and lo and behold, no one objected.

After so much time, the second-year students who participated in the course all got to know Lorenwei.

Who would disagree? Putting aside her parents' magical warning pillars, which are still standing at the central gate, the daughter of a hero is definitely a top contender and should have no problem advancing directly to the finals.

At this point, the student council began to systematically call students to the stage: "The first round of the martial arts demonstration begins!"

The competition schedule was written on the blackboard, a common practice in single-elimination tournaments, with fifteen people signing up for the competition.

The martial arts competition has virtually no rules; both sides can freely use their scrolls or equipment. A teacher and a healing mage are present to ensure safety.

A healer? Lorenwei was a little hesitant; she felt that having someone like that around might not be safe...

The second match started quickly, and Meilan took the stage.

"Meilan will win!" Lorenwei and the others acted as cheerleaders for Meilan.

The other person was a martial arts practitioner, a second-year boy.

The two exchanged punches, and Meilan completely dominated him, knocking him out of the ring and advancing to the quarterfinals.

Even if Meilan's attributes are severely weakened by the arcane magic, she can still defeat him.

The top eight were quickly decided, and in addition to Meilan, the siblings Oha and Oyou also made it into the top eight.

Lorenwei is a seeded player; let's wait and see what happens in the semifinals.

When the second round of the quarterfinals began, Meilan clearly felt the strain.

Second-grade students are confident enough to attend martial arts class, let alone outstanding individuals who actively sign up for the competition and covet the only prize, the golden bow.

The opponent was a greatsword hunter, and Lorenwei was worried.

Fortunately, the healer had applied a blade-sealing spell to this heavy weapon beforehand.

However, Meilan, who primarily uses fist techniques to attack, still suffered two heavy blows.

Lorenwei is heartbroken.

Their opponent was no pushover. Especially the second heavy blow; both were fighting with all their might, and both took a very heavy hit from the other.

*Snap*—Meilan's left wrist bracelet shattered, she staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground with a thud, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

The Greatsword Hunter, spitting blood, was sent flying out of the circle by Meilan's attack.

The healer should heal him immediately.

Lorenwei quickly went up to cast a healing spell on Meilan.

"I'll heal you, you can conserve your magic." Kurara tried to pull Lorenwei back, but failed.

Kurara's level is still low; she only knows the Slow Healing spell.

"...Blessed by the Holy Angels!" Lorenwei chanted, directly casting a mid-level single-target healing spell on Meilan.

The other eight finalists were either pleased or impressed by Lorenwei's performance, and some were secretly delighted.

In particular, the siblings Oha and Oyu exchanged a glance and both smiled.

Chapter 093 Meilan is a bit soft, but Lorenwei specializes in hitting the hard points.

The competitors, including the siblings Oha and Oyu, were overjoyed to see Lorenwei using intermediate-level magic to heal her companion.

Every magician has a limit to their magical power, and it's difficult to replenish it quickly after use. For teenagers, even taking potions or meditating can't rapidly restore their magic power after using intermediate-level spells.

"What's going on?" While treating Meilan, Lorenwei noticed that her magical elements were being consumed too quickly.

This intermediate spell consumed significantly more mana than usual, equivalent to one and a half times the mana of a normal spell.

Moreover, Meilan's injuries did not show any significant improvement. Was the effect of the intermediate-level light magic being suppressed by something? Lorenwei found this strange.

Fortunately, only Lorenwei, who was standing next to Meilan, noticed this subtle difference in the effects of magic.

"Thank you for your treatment." Meilan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stood up.

Meilan, however, knew perfectly well that as a high-level demon, she naturally wouldn't accept light-based healing magic.

Ordinary undead or other undead beings would be instantly reduced to ashes by this intermediate-level healing spell. Demons would also be harmed; while high-level demons might not show visible burn marks, their injuries would be exacerbated to some extent.

The bodies of high-level demons naturally have strong regenerative abilities. Although there is no actual treatment, they can maintain a facade of health.

"..." How profound was Lorenwei's understanding of magical elements under the guidance of her heroic parents? Naturally, doubts began to arise in her heart, and she suspected some possibilities, but she did not speak at the scene.

The idea of ​​a dark race came to her mind.

Meilan returned to her seat, and Lorenwei also sat down.

"Thank you for the bracelet, but I won't wear it." Meilan took off the bracelet on her right hand.

The bracelet on my left wrist just broke.

Lorenvi quickly tried to put it back on her: "Wear it, why aren't you wearing it anymore?"

“I don’t think it’s fair.” Meilan waved her hand, “If I didn’t have this bracelet, I might have fallen out of the circle and suffered even more serious injuries.”

Lorenwei retorted angrily, "What's unfair about it? He slashed your fist with that huge, broad-backed heavy blade, didn't you suffer a loss?"

"He suffered a slight disadvantage, but his energy is still there, so whether he has a weapon or not doesn't make a huge difference. Of course, he gained a little advantage." Meilan gestured with two fingers to indicate the slight difference.

"An honest child." Lorenwei felt somewhat relieved. How could such a child be a member of the dark race?

The match then continued.

"Wind-Slaying Snow Blade Vortex!"

"Filthy Earth and Thorns!"

The siblings, Oha and Oyu, defeated their opponents and successfully advanced to the semifinals.

However, their methods were somewhat problematic, as they primarily used scrolls.

Although the spell is called out by name, the magic power and attack effect are provided by the magic scroll. The magic power cast by oneself is only for guiding purposes and consumes very little mana. It can be restored by drinking potions or meditating on the spot.

As they left the field, their eyes all turned towards Lorenwei.

"Watch out, they're coming for you," Kurara warned Lorenwei. "I noticed that the siblings have been staring at you. I think it's not just because they're your opponents; there's something in their eyes that I can't quite put my finger on."

Sylph nodded: "We elves are sensitive to killing intent. Although the brother and sister are not quite at the level of killing intent, they are not far off."

Lorenwei frowned: "Could it be that Nichika Academy's unofficial retaliation is about to begin?"

From a distance, the siblings, Oha and Oyu, were strikingly handsome and beautiful, but both possessed a strong sense of pride.

When their eyes met Lorenwei's, they stared directly at her without flinching; the older brother even clenched his fist and waved it, a clear sign of provocation.

Meilan, who was resting nearby, thought for a moment and said, "Is it because of that scoundrel?"