The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"Hey, what are you pretending for? You didn't dare enter the dungeon either, did you?" someone immediately retorted without backing down.

"There's nothing on the first floor that's worth my time. Once I reach the Silver rank, I'll head straight to the second floor of the dungeon to explore. If you're not satisfied, we'll see in the ranking tournament."

Sigurd completely disregarded the other party's words and said arrogantly.

In order to face Felix as soon as possible, he spent all his free time on the weekend in the arena, trying to reach the Silver rank, but he narrowly lost to River during his fifteen-game winning streak.

After this defeat, they have no choice but to spend more time consolidating their skills in the Bronze stage.

Sigurd had heard that Felix's team had arrived at the second level of the dungeon first.

However, in his opinion, with two third-tier emblem envoys working together, as long as they acted carefully, exploring the second level of the dungeon would be no problem. Being able to break through the first level before the other freshmen was just a matter of being a little luckier.

As for the extra guy, it goes without saying that he just managed to sneak into the group.

To boast about such a trivial matter is utterly shallow.

This weekend, he invited River to team up and compete for the title of the first to clear the second floor.

The person who had spoken out knew he was no match for Sigurd, so he refrained from continuing and shifted the focus to someone else.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you. Vena, your team was the first to break through the first level of the dungeon. Could you share your experience with everyone?"

"what?"

As Viner was holding a lunchbox of rice, she never expected that the topic would eventually circle back to her.

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Chapter 93 Baal's Abnormality

"I wouldn't call it insights, but rather sharing some experiences with everyone," Viner wiped his mouth, sat up straight, and said, "More than that, I'd like to ask everyone where you encountered obstacles."

"On my way to Teleportation Array No. 5, I passed through a natural mine. I never expected there to be so many monsters inside. Eventually, I ran out of weapons and supplies and had to retreat."

"Those slimes are ruthless; while we were mining ore, they devoured all our weapons."

"Me too."

The students who sat down around the table answered one by one.

"I see..." Viner reviewed the information she had received.

The students who crushed the escape stones to leave the dungeon were probably those who had accidentally wandered deep into the mine, surrounded by slimes from both sides, and were in a dilemma. Ultimately, their weapons and equipment ran out, forcing them to crush the escape stones to leave.

The reasons given for the remaining few are rather bizarre.

They might get lost in the forest, get an upset stomach from eating something that makes them unable to fight, or accidentally step into a trap they set themselves.

What Vena was most curious about was the reason that had forced Baal to crush the escape stone, but he found that the guy just sat in his seat without saying a word.

“It seems everyone’s reasons are similar,” Viner said.

"Actually, we were able to clear the level so smoothly thanks to Baal's information, which made us aware in advance that the cave was occupied by a group of slimes, so we were able to prepare accordingly."

"Our biggest advantage is that we have a spellcaster named Lisette. After knowing the types of monsters, we prepared spells to counter them in advance."

"The problem that plagues everyone is that their weapons are consumed very quickly when facing slimes, but that doesn't exist for us."

At this point, Wiener deliberately paused for a moment, and sure enough, someone couldn't help but ask.

"why?"

"While I was preparing the supplies needed to explore the dungeon, I happened to find something that could be attached to weapons to prevent them from rusting. Coincidentally, this function also works when facing slime corrosion."

"It's a pity that it was just a prototype. If it were a finished product, the effect would probably be even better." Viner deliberately feigned regret, his tone revealing a hint of disappointment.

"Where was that thing found?"

Due to their research projects, alchemy students often produced experimental samples. Some were commissioned to be tested by others, while others were simply thrown into the market to be tested.

Therefore, no one else doubted what Wiener said.

"The shop in the College Market Street Chamber of Commerce, recommended by store manager Anna."

"We'll go look for it later." Clearly, some people had been moved by Wiener's words.

Wiener deliberately concealed the existence of the ultimate knife and plane, attributing the solution to the problem to the "rusted sleeve," and diverting attention from it.

Anna, who was sitting at the other end of the classroom, secretly gave Vina a thumbs up.

Having gotten the answer they wanted, the students surrounding Wiener naturally dispersed.

Only then did Vena have time to walk towards Bar.

"Barr. Barr?"

Vena called out twice before Barr reacted.

"What's the matter?"

"Let's thank Baal. If it weren't for Baal reminding us that there are slimes with slash resistance deep in the mine, we probably wouldn't have been able to get through."

"Regarding what you said before about wanting me to forge a weapon for you, is that still...?"

A threat that can drive Baal to the brink of despair can also threaten oneself.

With the unexpected death of Raylian, Vena dared not underestimate the dangers of the dungeon.

Wiener intended to use the pretext of building weapons to inquire about the situation from Baal, but he failed to do so.

"Did I say that?" Baal looked puzzled.

"...Alright then." Seeing that the other party didn't want to talk any further, Viner didn't insist and turned back to her seat.

Just as he turned around, a pair of sharp eyes were fixed on his back.

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"Ralian, a first-year student at the Fighting Academy, with a clean background. He is a second-tier warrior and his preferred weapon is a spear."

"He had engaged in strenuous exercise before his death and had only one injury, but it was not fatal."

"The escape stone found in the deceased's backpack showed no signs of use."

"The corpse showed no signs of residual magic."

......

"I'm just a regular doctor, not a coroner. What exactly do you all mean by keeping sending corpses to me?"

Dr. Ada tied her short hair up, her white coat stained with blood. She threw her disposable sterile gloves into the trash can and slammed an autopsy report in front of her drinking buddy without any hesitation.

Samif reached for the report, but it wouldn't budge, so she looked at Ida.

"Next time you send someone over, could you leave them alive? Even just a breath would be enough. I'll definitely be able to bring them back to life," Ada said solemnly, pressing down on the report with one hand.

“Saving others is such a noble thing, I can’t do it. I’m only responsible for completing the mission,” Samif said.

"Hmph." Ada snorted coldly, releasing her hand to let Samif take the report. Then she sat down opposite Samif and skillfully crossed her legs.

"Thanks to you guys, my workload has increased a lot lately, and I don't even have time to drink. The report is in your hands now. You have five minutes. Ask me anything you don't understand."

“It won’t take that long. I only need to ask one question.” Samif glanced at the report briefly before closing it.

His deep purple eyes were fixed on Ada's eyes.

What do you think attacked this student?

"A small amount of iron filings was found inside Relian's chest cavity, indicating..."

“It’s human, right?” Samif asserted.

"Why can't it be a humanoid monster that found a lost weapon?"

“That must be a human,” Samif said with certainty.

"There aren't many humanoid monsters that can appear on the first level of the dungeon. If it was a goblin that attacked him, it wouldn't have left us with a corpse."

"I've checked all the teleportation records from that day. Aside from the final rescue team, only first-year students entered the first level of the dungeon. It's reasonable to deduce that the killer's identity is hidden among them—"

“There’s no evidence for any of what you’re saying yet. Maybe it’s just some special magical beast that has appeared,” Ada interrupted.

How could she not have considered the possibility that Samifti mentioned? She was just subconsciously avoiding this worst-case scenario.

"Evidence won't just appear on its own. What we can be absolutely certain of now is that there are infiltrators from outside forces among the new students."

"Even the attacks that occurred before enrollment were just a cover designed to help this person infiltrate the college."

"But it's alright, I'll find him."

Samif turned around, picked up the black longbow that gleamed with a cold light at her feet, and slung it over her shoulder.

"How do you plan to investigate?" Ada called out to Samif, who was about to leave.

"You don't need to worry about that. Just take care of yourself."

With a soft creak, the door slowly closed, and Samif's figure disappeared into the shadows.

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Chapter 94 The Power of Petrification

"Your personal information has been registered and the matching process is underway. You will be notified to come on stage once a match is successful."

Kiefer recorded the information the challenger filled out and then handed the student card back to Wiener.

This is a necessary procedure for students participating in the ranking tournament for the first time. Afterwards, they can check their opponent information, record, and their own ring number through their student card.

Of course, the ranking tournament will also respect the students' wishes. If a student needs to, they can hide their personal information from their opponents.

For example, at this time, Wiener asked the staff to hide the information.

"Thank you." Vena, who had even prepared an alchemical mask, accepted the student card.

"Judging from your attire, are you perhaps a puppeteer?" Kiefer couldn't help but ask curiously.

He was used to people wearing alchemical masks in competitions, but he was very curious about the long wooden box that Vener carried on her back.

Even within St. Freya Academy, puppeteers are extremely rare.

Whether it's creating alchemical golems with physical forms or summoning elemental puppets with magic, these are niche and extremely difficult approaches.

Not to mention that he had personally verified Vena's information; she was a first-year student at the Fighting Academy, which seemed completely unrelated to a puppeteer.

“No, this is my weapon case,” Wiener explained, then patted the top of the wooden case.

With a "click," a mechanism on the surface of the wooden box was activated. Immediately afterwards, the two sides of the wooden box slowly unfolded like wings, revealing the interior space.

A gun, an axe, and a sword—three different weapons—are neatly arranged among them.

Furthermore, it can be seen that there is reserved space inside the box, which can be filled in the future.

"If I remember correctly, you're a first-year student, right?"

"Yes."

“Although I’m not a teacher, I’ve spent some years in the academy. Trying to learn several weapons at once and ending up not being proficient in any one will be a big problem later,” Kiefer kindly reminded him.

Although the other party meant well, Viner couldn't very well tell them directly that this was all Gondoraf's ability. Just then, the student card vibrated slightly.

"Thanks for the reminder, I'm going up now." Viner waved goodbye to Kiefer and ran towards the ring where he was about to enter the arena.

"Sigh, young people these days."

Kiefer could tell that although the freshman was being polite, he clearly wasn't taking his words to heart.

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"Please both students get ready."

"Cui Hake from the Fighting Academy," Cui Hake introduced himself.

As he introduced himself, Tsering also drew his sword, staring directly at his opponent and awaiting his response.

However, the competition does not simply begin the moment it is announced; it begins as soon as the two sides step onto the stage and their eyes meet.

"I can't be bothered to tell you, just wait for the referee to announce it."

After confirming that his opponent was wielding a sword, Venere opened the wooden box again, took out the snake's beak from the box, and got into a fighting stance.

When the outcome is decided, the referee will announce the name of the winner.

Telling your opponent to wait for the referee's announcement is no different from telling them to wash their necks and wait to lose.