T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Imperial messengers delivered a challenge to the Grion family, shocking the entire clan.

Who is Mint?

"Such a hasty name, undoubtedly a wild mage."

"How dare a wild mage desecrate the glory of the Grelian!"

"She doesn't even deserve to compete against Renée! It's a blatant insult!"

The entire family was filled with righteous indignation and voiced their condemnation.

When Renee, the person involved, pushed open the main hall door and gracefully entered, everyone's attention was focused on her again.

She seemed to have just woken up, her long, silvery-white hair disheveled.

For someone as image-conscious as Grelian, being able to appear so unrestrained in front of his elders without being reprimanded is already a privilege.

Upon learning the content of the argument, Renee's sleepy eyes snapped open, and she clutched the letter delivered by the messenger with disbelief.

She stared at Mint's handwriting with a complicated expression.

Outsiders could only see her constantly twitching cheeks, as if she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

As long as Renee speaks up, they are absolutely confident that they can teach any impudent challenger a lesson!

"Is the Imperial Messenger still around?" she asked.

"Wait for a reply in the reception room."

Renee brushed the strands of hair that were stuck to her cheek and took a deep breath: "Then tell him that the rule I chose is three trials."

"The trial item is... a magic potion."

"Rene!"

All of Grelian's elders stood up.

"With your status, accepting a challenge from an unknown person will only make people mistakenly believe that you are a magician that anyone can reach!"

"These rude scoundrels are trying to elevate their status and make a name for themselves in Anna through cheap tricks. This is a despicable and vile scheme. These wild mages should be devoured alive by monsters!"

Renee raised her eyes slightly, her gaze lingering on a woman not far away who bore a resemblance to her.

When she said those words, her eyes were cold, and her hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, giving her a vicious look as if she were about to devour someone at any moment.

Renee didn't look at her any further and offered an explanation that left no room for argument.

"She is no ordinary wild mage."

"Now someone come and tell me who Mint is with and where she is?"

Upon learning that mint was mixed up with the boundary between reality and illusion, a meaningful expression appeared on Renee's face.

Manana is the guy the nobles least want to mess with, yet hate them to the core.

"No one is allowed to stop or obstruct my contest with her."

With that one simple sentence, Renee turned and left without looking back.

Just as I stepped outside, I heard hurried footsteps behind me.

As if she knew who it was, Renee walked at a leisurely pace.

"Rene!"

"Rennie..."

The woman's voice, after its initial high pitch, suddenly softened, carrying a hint of pleading and earnestness. She caught up with Renee but dared not stop her, and could only follow her around like a lackey.

“Rene, you must listen to your mother on this matter. There are countless shameless charlatans like this in Anna. Once you set a precedent, more and more people will ask to challenge you in the future.”

"Kurion's attitude is ambiguous. He may be trying to win you over, or he may be trying to warn you... It could be a conspiracy by the Mage Tower. You must think carefully."

"And another thing, that wild mage named Mint has actually gotten involved with the Boundary Between Reality and Illusion. They are the enemies of all the nobles of Anna. Don't forget the humiliation that the Fallen Star Siren brought us before!"

"Your status is so noble and esteemed, how could you share the stage with someone like that!"

Renee suddenly stopped.

The corridor was adorned with lighting crystals. Only a magical family like the Grelian, which had stood for millennia, could afford to decorate every corner of the manor with crystals in such a magnificent manner.

The ubiquitous warm light failed to illuminate Renee's suddenly gloomy face. She slowly turned her head, looking down at her mother with a cold gaze.

It was like looking at a stray dog, a mixture of pity and disdain.

Renee's mother's voice abruptly stopped.

Renee's taciturnity improved after that summer when she was 10 years old.

She is talkative, cheerful, and willing to share her magical experiences and insights with those around her. Everyone who meets her praises her as a sunny and cheerful girl.

She was extremely sparing with words only towards them, towards her biological parents who shared the same blood.

Aside from public occasions, she would feign intimacy.

In private, she remained silent and cold.

They refuse to let their parents near the places where they study.

They were refused entry outside of the designated hours.

It was as if Renee had built a prison around herself, clearly defining the activity time for herself and her parents, with strict rules and regulations governing their interactions.

When the time comes, she will appear before her parents.

When it was time to leave, she turned and walked away.

Everything was just routine.

In her early years, Renee's mother could scold her as an elder, making Renee remain silent, obediently lower her head, and accept her lesson.

As she grew older, Renee's strength increased, reaching the 7th rank at the age of 15, and the ties of blood that bound her to her family gradually broke.

Renee's cold, unyielding gaze was accompanied by a biting chill.

"Rennie..."

Her voice was abruptly interrupted.

"Mom, you're only at level 6. My status is higher than yours," Renee sneered. "Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

Renee's mother was struck dumb.

“You taught me not to associate with crude wild mages, nor to show too much kindness to mages who are not as powerful as you.”

"I listened to everything."

Space shattered, and Renee single-handedly created a spatial passage.

Inheriting Dussel's secret techniques, she left the manor in an instant.

Renee's mother was covered in sweat, and after a while, she collapsed to the ground, her heart still pounding.

For years, she had known that her daughter deeply hated her.

She had thought the misunderstanding would be cleared up as Renee grew up, and that children always understand their parents' good intentions only after they grow up.

The situation was far more serious than she had imagined.

She could clearly see the naked hostility in his eyes just now.

That was resentment, not seeing her as a parent, but as an enemy.

Renee had never revealed her emotions so openly.

What did she do... just to stop her from fighting that wild mage?

……

……

"What does 'third test' mean?" Upon receiving the reply, the boundary between the real and the virtual looked at Mint blankly.

The long-dormant Mint Classroom is back to answer the questions of those silly kids.

"In the Anna Empire, if a competition between mages is conducted in a formal manner, each side will choose one type of competition, and the final match will always be a duel."

The orange tea-loving girl, munching on corn in circles, looked just like a groundhog. She asked indistinctly as she chewed.

"Is Renee also a potion expert? She actually chose your specialty."

Mint pursed her lips, but still proudly puffed out her chest.

"During our time at the academy, we were about the same in potions, which was the only area where I had a good chance of winning."

I'm quite proud of it.

However, considering Renee's terrifying learning talent and the extremely privileged learning environment she has had since childhood.

Mint, with nothing to her name, relied purely on her talent to hold her own in the laning phase, and managed to achieve a close match...

It's hard to say which of the two is more outrageous.

No wonder they are all Anna's apocalyptic sages; they possess a kind of beauty that combines stats and talent.

Unable to fathom Renee's thoughts, was she trying to tell Mint that with a battle as a backup, she could still win even if she had a potion with a lower chance of winning?

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Mint as she wrote down her chosen project on the letter to Kurien.

"Puppet Magic Circle Restoration - Magic Manipulation?"

"what?"

Coming to his senses, Fries hurriedly asked, "Rene has shown a talent for seeing the flow of magic since she was little. You want to compete with her in this!"

Mint shrugged: "She chose what I'm good at, so I have to choose what she's good at too. I don't want her to grumble about it later."

A strong competitive spirit.

Although I know that Renee is a dark, negative energy monster, I can understand that her somewhat twisted behavior towards me at the academy was not purely malicious.

But she just wanted to win it back fair and square!

Who asked you to give way? Who are you underestimating!

Kurien narrowed his eyes as he looked at the items chosen by both parties, then carefully examined the letter again from a distance.

He pondered those few words for quite a while.

Old friend Wick was also somewhat taken aback.

"Selecting each other's strong areas, this..."

Kurien rubbed his temples.

"They're really getting into it; they're so youthful."

"Back when we were adventuring, the young adventurers we encountered were just like that. They weren't afraid of losing; they just wanted to prove themselves."

"Never mind the benefits or not; even if gold coins were right in front of you, nothing would be more important than letting your mind be at peace."

Wick reminded him, "Your Majesty, you were one of them back then."

"That's all in the past. We're just old fogies in high positions, scheming and plotting every day."

Having torn through space to escape her home, Renee is now eating fried fish fillets—the junk food her parents despise most—in the bustling, mixed-race, and commoner-filled outskirts of the capital.

The family's magical heritage ensured that Grelian's meals were extremely lavish, with powerful monsters being the main ingredient for the meals of this highly respected mage.

They firmly believed that cooking magical creatures, which also possessed magical power, could nourish the magician's body and strengthen his physique.

Although Anna currently has no related research or experiments to prove it, powerful magical families firmly believe in it.

Anyone whose table doesn't have powerful monster meat will be ridiculed.

Whether the meat of monsters raised without systematic domestication or targeted improvements tastes good depends entirely on the spices and the monsters themselves.

Renee was dismissive of this. Clearly, normally raised livestock such as chickens, ducks, fish, and sheep are incredibly delicious when cooked, yet she discards them like trash, preferring to waste time and energy on unpalatable ingredients.

ill.

Her parents told her not to eat it, but she insisted on eating it anyway!

Have a piece of naan bread, fried until golden brown.

Have a piece of crispy, juicy lamb chop.

A serving of delicious, freshly squeezed orange juice, please.