You think you're worthy of saving the world?

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As the school dismissal music played, the setting sun slowly sank below the horizon, turning the sky a deep red.

In the empty campus, the black-haired boy and the silver-gray-haired "boy" walked side by side.

Yuri has been spending almost all her time at school with Camus lately; they're inseparable, going to class, eating, and leaving school together.

Upon seeing this, Ruby crossed her arms with relief: "Yuri finally has a female friend now. I feel a little lonely."

Amelod bowed politely to Camus.

"I entrust Lord Yuri's matter to you, Lord Camus."

Camus was caught off guard and at a loss.

"Hey, Yuri, doesn't this kid overlap with my role?"

Safia frowned, sizing up Camus, who was hiding behind Yuri.

"You seem to be presumptuous, Sister Safia."

Although both are androgynous pretty boys, Camus and Safia have completely different orientations.

On one side is a pitiful and lovable cross-dressing beauty, and on the other side is a regrettable beauty with a prince-like gorgeous appearance.

"Yuri, have you accepted Sir Morley's trial?"

Camus asked curiously to confirm this after hearing him mention that he had begun the St. Cromwell Trials.

The so-called St. Cromwell Trials are a long-standing tradition of the seminary.

Students gain recognition by completing challenging tasks assigned by the eight department heads.

If a student can complete all eight trials, they will be considered the best student of that year.

Yuri walked ahead and nodded: "Yes, I went to see Sir Morley at noon today."

"Isn't it a bit too early?"

Camus said with some concern, "Has Yuri officially enrolled for less than half a month?"

Yuri nodded: "Today is exactly the tenth day."

Camus mused, “Starting the Eight Trials so soon…it seems like this has never happened before in the history of St. Cromwell.”

"Does Camus think I'm incapable of completing the trial?"

Yuri glanced back at her.

Camus's androgynous features and fair skin make him look even cuter than a girl, and the men's uniform he's wearing only amplifies that cuteness.

"Uh……"

Camus paused briefly, placed his hand on his chest, and shook his head vigorously: "No, I think Yuri will definitely be able to complete the teachers' trials!"

"Thank you, I knew you would say that."

"Hmm...hehe."

The handsome young man with short, silver-gray hair gave a shy smile and quickly followed.

Sir Morley is the head instructor of the Tactics Department at St. Cromwell Theological Seminary, responsible for subjects including swordsmanship, horsemanship, and more.

He was once a highly respected and meritorious paladin in the Knights Templar, but retired from the front line due to injury more than a decade ago and switched to teaching.

Now in his fifties, Sir Morley is a highly experienced teacher, widely respected by his students for his strict demeanor and teaching attitude.

Camus also felt that Sir Morley was a very strict teacher, and if he were to undergo the Eight Trials, he would definitely put him last.

Unexpectedly, Yuri actually regarded Sir Morley as his first challenger.

As expected of Yuri, he has such a manly spirit...

Camus stared intently at the back of the black-haired boy's head.

For Yuri, Sir Morley's trial might actually be the easiest of all the teachers.

Sir Morley was an upright knight with a straightforward personality who would not resort to tricks or make things difficult for his students.

His trial was probably related to combat, which is Yuri's forte, so he chose Sir Morley as his first challenge.

Incidentally, Annabelle and Irene are also among the eight head teachers, so Yuri only needs to complete Sir Morley's trial—

That's equivalent to having already obtained 3 out of 8 badges.

"Yuri, what kind of trial did Sir Morley give you?" Camus asked curiously.

Yuri smiled without saying a word and led the puzzled Camus to a classroom at the far end of the third floor of the teaching building.

"Could this be...?"

Camus looked up and saw the striking text on the classroom door sign—

"Duel Club".

"Uh... is this the dueling club's room?"

Looking at the text, Camus broke out in a cold sweat: "Sir Morley's trial, could it be that it's for you...?"

As Yuri cracked his knuckles and shoulders, Yuri calmly replied, "Just as you imagine."

The Duel Club, a famous fighting society in St. Cromwell.

Including Karim, who had previously simulated a duel with Yuri, the club members are a group of avid dueling enthusiasts.

The task Sir Morley assigned to Yuri was as simple and straightforward as he had anticipated.

Yuri's trial involved going to the dueling club's room and retrieving a trophy displayed in the window.

This trophy is an honor more precious than life itself to the members of the Duel Club.

In other words, Yuri is to challenge the dueling club.

As expected of a trial that Sir Morley could come up with.

"Is...is everything alright, Yuri-kun?"

Camus nervously clutched Yuri's sleeve, his expression somewhat frightened.

She had heard about the various legends surrounding the Duel Club before.

The club members are said to be a bunch of battle maniacs, and now that she heard Yuri was going to challenge the entire club by herself, she turned pale with fright.

"How about we head back first today? Then we can discuss it with the members of the Duel Club later..."

Do you think they'll obediently hand over the trophy?

"Ugh, if only we could negotiate with them calmly..."

Yuri cast a sharp glance at him.

Camus pursed his lips, then lowered his head in resignation: "It's probably unlikely."

"Just saying."

"How about we go find Senior Cecilia?"

Camus's eyes lit up: "Senior Cecilia and Yuri are close friends, aren't they?"

For some reason, her eyes darted away when she said this.

"As long as Senior Cecilia takes action, even the Duel Club..."

Yuri shook his head: "If Sir Morley knew that I had the help of others, he definitely wouldn't approve of me."

"makes sense."

Camus hung his head in frustration.

Yuri reached out and touched her hair. She squinted and her shoulders trembled, it was hard to tell whether she was enjoying it or resisting it.

Camus has recently become more tolerant of this level of physical contact.

Of course, physical contact is only permitted with Euryphus.

"Alright, stop saying discouraging things. Camus is a boy, right? He should be encouraging me at times like this."

"Ugh... What does this have to do with my gender?"

Camus shook his shoulders awkwardly, clasped his hands together, and said earnestly, "Go for it, Yuri! I'll support you."

"Ah."

Yuri nodded slightly and pushed open the door to the clubroom.

The moment the door opened, a dozen pairs of eyes turned to this place.

Even just standing at the door, you can feel that the air inside the room, in terms of both density and temperature, is completely different from that in the corridor.

In the steamy classroom, a dozen or so senior students were gathered, all of them shirtless.

Broad shoulders, prominent muscles, and thick arms.

Every male student looked like a remarkable individual, possessing a strong physique that could only be achieved through years of fitness training.

Compared to them, Camus, with his slender figure and long limbs, looked almost frail.

Yuri was slightly better off.

He's been exercising in his room every night lately, and Ruby was staring at Yuri's face yesterday, asking if he'd grown taller recently.

Inside the office, the male students formed a circle, with two men standing in the center, their fists raised and their chins protected.

It looks like the Duel Club is holding an internal boxing match.

The team members, who were completely focused on the game, all turned to look at Yuri and Camus behind him after the door was pushed open.

“Isn’t this the prophesied son who defeated Karim?” An older boy was the first to recognize Yuri.

"Oh, really? What's going on?"

"What's wrong? You want to join the dueling club too? Go back and work on your muscles first!"

"They can't possibly be here to challenge us, right... Haha! Ahahahahahahaha!"