They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

With a sharp sound, a green goblin bid farewell to the world forever.

Monsters roam the dark, dense forest.

However, low-level small monsters such as cat demons and green goblins are not worth mentioning.

In front of these outstanding freshmen, it was nothing more than a simple training exercise.

Although most of them are sweet girls, when it comes to actually getting physical, they can be quite...

One word: Beautiful!

The girl who had just used magic to kill the green goblin hovered slightly, her toes barely touching the ground.

She put away her staff and slightly raised her chin.

In the depths of this dark, dense forest, wherever the newborns went, blood-red, alluring roses bloomed one by one.

These small monsters might cause some panic and injury to ordinary people, but the students of Seven Shields Academy, even the freshmen, are undeniably excellent.

A cat demon was perched on a tree, eyeing the crowd below menacingly.

He was hunched over, his fur standing on end.

However, just as the cat demon was about to make its move, it suddenly fell.

The somewhat dull thuds as the plane landed attracted the attention of some people.

The cat demon, who had been waiting for an opportunity to strike, had now lost its life.

They didn't even have time to make a sound.

At the spot where the cat demon had been hiding, a young girl was now crouching.

Her face is lovely, but seemingly ordinary.

The dagger in her hand was still stained with blood, and it was dripping.

Those who noticed it turned their attention away.

Over the course of the day, although most people hadn't developed any emotional connection with this well-behaved and quiet girl, they had at least gotten to know her a little.

The killing techniques used by Oboro are somewhat different from those of others.

It wasn't the swordsman's grand, sweeping movements, nor the mage's elegant, cool style, but rather a silent, sudden appearance followed by a quiet disappearance.

Stealth, backstab.

Oboro had honed his basic assassin skills for a long time, and now they were finally coming in handy.

She wiped the blood off the dagger.

This set of killing moves was as smooth as flowing water.

Like a dancer performing in the darkness, so elegant.

After finding the right way out, Oboro made remarkable progress during this period.

No longer the underachiever who always lagged behind no matter how hard he trained, he has begun to catch up with the rest of the group.

Although he may not stand out among the many freshmen, at least not the most dazzling one, he still possesses remarkable strength.

With a light leap, Long landed on the ground.

The movements were graceful, without making a sound.

Her beautiful eyes kept glancing around, showing some wariness.

Then, a hand landed on her head and ruffled it.

"Well done, you've made great progress."

Char smiled and patted Oboro's head, showering him with praise.

The sensation on my head was warm and very comfortable.

If she were at home, Oboro would definitely be so comfortable that her eyes would be closed.

But this is a dark, dense forest!

This is a new collective trial!

In front of everyone, the socially awkward girl was praised and rewarded, which was really...

Oboro glanced around cautiously.

There are so many people.

Fortunately, it seems that no one noticed this scene?

I felt very happy, but also a little uneasy, and wanted to run away.

Xia watched as a look of confusion and bewilderment appeared on the girl's face.

Then joy flashed in his eyes.

Full of color, her pretty face turned red, and then redder and redder.

In the end, it turned into a small red tomato.

How could I do this in front of so many people?

So embarrassing!

His breathing was unsteady, and he had lost all the stealth of an assassin. He looked helpless and somewhat cute.

They almost had to hide themselves and conceal their presence.

If there weren't so many people, Oboro would probably have lost her composure and even revealed her succubus tail!

Violet brandished her longsword, a flash of silver light striking the goblin squarely on the head.

From its appearance to its demise, it took less than two breaths.

They didn't even have time to get close.

The elegant and aloof princess didn't give it another glance, turning her head to look elsewhere.

Her intention was to be wary of her surroundings and to find new goblins.

However, at that moment, a young boy and girl appeared in her peripheral vision.

I noticed this heartwarming scene without even realizing it.

The smiling, praising boy and the shy, bowing girl were as beautiful as a painting.

Violet frowned, feeling uneasy for some reason.

It felt oppressive, as if a heavy stone was pressing down on me; I was very annoyed.

I want to vent something.

Very upset.

She stopped what she was doing and looked at the two of them.

Her stunningly beautiful face was expressionless, and she exuded a gloomy aura.

Should I reward you too?

Char felt a gaze and turned around to see Violet glaring at him menacingly.

He raised an eyebrow, teasingly.

Violet felt even more frustrated.

Who asked you to pat their head?

Who asked for your praise or reward?

She's not some ordinary, weak girl.

It's just killing a few small monsters, right?

What's so special about this that deserves a reward?

Besides, who is he to deserve a reward?

Violet was inwardly jumping for joy, secretly grumbling to herself.

But Char had already stepped forward and forcibly patted his head.

It has a fuzzy, warm feel.

Her long, silver hair was soft, not as cold as it looked.

It feels pretty good in the hand.

With a smile in his eyes, Xia reached out and ruffled her hair.

Violet tilted her head slightly, showing some resistance.

"What are you doing? Who asked for a reward? I'm not a child anymore!"

His face was filled with disgust.

Xia didn't pull his hand back, forcefully ruffling her hair.

Violet bristled. She grabbed Char's hand and flung it away.