How did I turn the victim into Feng Aotian?

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Today, Korsi got off work earlier than usual.

"call....."

In the small attic room, Korsi, wearing long-sleeved pajamas, was kneeling on the wooden floor with her hands stretched out facing the objects on the ground.

In front of me was a small bathtub without water. Inside was a piece of green gel that bounced around like a living thing.

It is said that it is a product reprocessed from slime fragments and is very sensitive to magic.

Korsi manipulated the light green magic power emanating from her body to continuously shape the gel.

Sometimes it is a ball, sometimes it is a cube, and sometimes it is a cup.

This kind of training started last month, but she couldn't make it more delicate no matter what she did. However, this process could relieve stress, so she didn't hate it.

"I'm going to start tomorrow, is this level really okay..."

The training of precise control of magic power, which is also the method taught by Kas's mysterious teacher, is said to be able to slow down the excess consumption of one's own magic power during treatment.

very nervous.

Whether or not he could escape from the nightmare depended on tomorrow's duel.

What would happen if she lost? Considering what happened in middle school, she vaguely knew it would not be a good thing.

A burst of electronic rock music filled the room.

Korsi's cell phone rang, relaxing her tense nerves all at once, and the gel turned limp.

"The store is too busy, auntie, are you looking for me?"

She picked up her phone and looked at the marked object——

"Cas?"

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Tomorrow is the time for testing.

After drying his hair and reading a few copies of the Lucky Star comics, Shilok sat on the bed and flattened his pillows.

All the efforts and explorations made before were for the purpose of successfully killing Cliff tomorrow.

Go on a date with peace of mind the day after tomorrow.

Hillock is in top form.

He refused his sister's invitation to play games even if she insisted on sleeping with him.

9:, go to bed early.

Close your eyes, make use of your ability to fall asleep in 30 seconds, and enter a state of high-quality sleep.

104. End of Life

Friday, September 5st.

There are 29 minutes and 11 seconds left before the duel begins.

On a sunny afternoon, the spring sunshine was warm, but in contrast, the atmosphere in the room was tense and cold.

The room at the entrance to the duel arena.

There were black leather sofas and glass-panel tables, and in the spacious space there were four students and a teacher who was snoring on the leather sofa.

In the room where the duel mode is selected, the players' on-field agreement and identity verification will be completed here.

"What do you mean?"

Brid glared at the man with a rock-like face in front of her, and her orange ponytail seemed to be about to flutter in anger.

Cliff crossed his arms and said impatiently:

"Duel mode, select 'Real'."

In the duel at the National Explorer Academy, both players can choose between "simulated" and "real" duel modes.

During "simulation", attacks from both sides will be affected by the field magic and will not cause fatal injuries, but there is still a possibility of physical shock due to the pain.

"Reality" is a real duel. If you die, you die. Both parties will sign a death contract in advance and choose cremation or water burial, or prepare a nice coffin.

"That's different from what we said before. Isn't 'safe form' just a mock battle?"

"Yes, as long as one side dies, the other side will be completely safe, right? You misunderstood what I said." Cliff smiled contemptuously.

Brid broke out in a cold sweat.

Fighting with people and fighting with monsters are different concepts.

I can feel the overflowing and uncontrollable magic power in him. His strength may be higher than the three of us...

There is a strong murderous aura in him, and he will really kill us without hesitation.

Brid often practiced sparring with others, and she knew clearly that taking someone's life was not a difficult task.

A little more murderous intent, a little less mercy, and life will be lost.

What she feared was not killing the scumbag Cliff, but the fact that Cliff could kill her and her friends with justification.

"What do you think, Cass? Do you want to compete or not? Or just give up quickly and stop wasting my time."

Cliff looked past Brid and toward Cas.

"I am, no problem."

Korsi said tremblingly while holding the corner of Brid's clothes.

"Korsi..."

Brid was a little surprised at her friend's courage.

"If I can't get over this difficulty, I'll be afraid in the future. It's better to just put an end to it..."

Korsi hid behind Brid, but her words were strong.

"Yeah, sure."

Cass agreed readily.

"Cas, this is no joke."

"It's okay, as long as we win it doesn't matter."

Cass smiled peacefully.

It was a very natural and relaxed smile, as if Cass was not going to fight, but to buy vegetables in the supermarket.

Confidence in your own abilities?

At this point, Brid couldn't say much.

"That's a good answer."

Cliff appreciated it. The contract was displayed on the terminal screen. He pressed his fingerprint and went to his Red Team lounge.

"Um, the latest discovered three-layer map..."

""ah.""

If Corsi hadn't mentioned it, Cas and Brid would have forgotten about it - the reward that Cliff promised to give him for defeating him.

However, the door to the lounge was closed, and it felt strange to ask Cliff now.

"It's not too late to ask after the duel. We have Mr. Priss as a notary public. He won't break his promise."

"Eh...ah...are you done with the discussion? Then sign the document...get ready, the duel will start at 12:30..."

Priss lay on the leather sofa as if waking up from a dream, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

All three of them signed the contract and headed to the blue team lounge.

"It's okay, just cooperate with me, nothing will happen." Cass comforted.

"The plan you mentioned yesterday..."

Brid lowered her eyes, and soon she opened them with a firm look in her eyes.

"Okay. Anyway, this isn't the first time we've gambled our lives. When we went down to the dungeon, we were accompanied by death. This time, the monsters are just replaced by humans."

Brid said, and she and Korsi went to the girls' preparation room.

Cass waved to the two of them and prepared to go to the boys' preparation room.

"Cas...it doesn't matter if you lose...if you can't win, just surrender...it's not shameful...only the survivors have...the right to speak..."

Priss's lazy voice came from behind.

Cass smiled bitterly:

"Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Priss. Not only for Brid, Corsi, but also for everyone in the class. I don't want to lose, and I don't like losing."

Cass entered the preparation room without hesitation.

"....Oh...same as your mother...haha..."

Priss held his waist and went to the audience seats. He had to fulfill his duty as a teacher at the school and witness the duel.

Prepare the interior.

Cass washed his face and changed into combat uniform.

Just as he was about to apply oil and polish the Demon Blade, Hetanid gave him a stern warning.

There are 21 minutes and 34 seconds left.

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Shilok walked around the campus.

He looked like he was just wandering around, but in fact he was checking what little moves Cliff might make in the game: hiding a few accomplices, preparing some special props, and checking whether there were any members of the Fallen Order in the corner.

After a careful search, we confirmed that everything was fine.

He went to Cass's lounge and made a final check on Cass's condition, offering some psychological counseling if necessary.

"Sirocco? Come in."

After getting consent, the automatic door of the lounge opened and Shilok stepped into the preparation room.

The room is very clean and there is a faint fragrance in the air.

Cas stretched his legs and feet to warm up.

"Cas, you look good."

"Haha....not bad."

Even Hellock himself used to be nervous when he spoke on stage, but Kas was risking his life to fight the minotaurs head-on, but he was very calm...

?

Shilok wanted to ignore it, but found that Cass's hand was shaking slightly.

"Cas, it's natural to be afraid. Take a deep breath and calm down slowly. A little bit of nervousness is not a bad thing."

"That's not the case, Silok. I find it a little strange myself... But look."

Cass stood up and looked at Shilok.

"I'm not scared, I'm...excited. It will be great to fight a strong enemy, give it my all, and knock him down."

Cass showed a fearless smile, completely lacking his usual nice-talking vibe, his eyes were full of anticipation for challenges and desire for battle.

Speaking of which, this guy becomes a different person once he starts fighting.

Are you really Cass?

Shilok couldn't help but feel ashamed.

The Cass in front of him was not as passionate and brave as the Cass in the first game, nor as cold and resolute as the Cass in the second game.

But soon, perhaps Cass noticed the surprise on Shilok's face, Cass lowered his head, gathered his emotions and said:

"Anyway, anyway, I'm fine. And, Shilok, thank you for your help over the past month."