My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

Weiss: ?

what?

Seeing this bizarre scene, Cassandra chuckled softly: "Emily has been pestering her mother ever since she was little to see Aunt White."

"Don't worry, she's just pretending to be angry. She's actually been looking forward to it all day."

"No...she's probably really angry," Moro corrected, wiping his mouth as he sighed with a headache.

"Expectation and anger are two different feelings, sister. Also, if you really go to the newspaper to correct this, Emily will probably fight you to the death, and we won't be able to face anyone at the academy anymore!!"

"Is that so? Well then..." Cassandra gave up the idea with a hint of helplessness.

Weiss sat down and began to eat.

There's no way around it, Cassandra is clearly the kind of person who never went to school and has never experienced normal school social interactions.

It's likely that Moro and Emily haven't had an easy time at school lately, but thanks to the reputation of the Lunette family, they're not exactly being bullied.

It's not Konoha Village.

If this were in Konoha Village, even if Cassandra didn't launch a sweeping attack, the students would definitely have to bully a member of a noble family like Lunette to see what it was like.

About ten minutes later, Emily returned with Aunt White.

She ignored Cassandra, smiling as she sat down with Aunt Bai in her arms. While eating, she kept feeding Aunt Bai.

"Aunt Bai, can you sleep with me tonight?"

"Sure..." Aunt Bai squinted her eyes in enjoyment and agreed without hesitation.

Little Emily is so adorable.

This is not to say that Elune and Adele are not lovable.

However, now one is extremely busy with work and the other is in a state of slumber, so even if they miss the carefree atmosphere of the past, they can never go back.

Aunt Bai's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Just then, Cassandra suddenly put down her cutlery and turned her gaze toward Weiss with some curiosity.

"By the way, Weiss, you went to the Snow Palace for the trial today, right? How many meters did you climb?"

"About 3 kilometers..."

Weiss didn't think much of it.

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere at the dining table immediately became somewhat quiet.

Cassandra's expression turned slightly surprised, completely unaware of the strange looks on Moro and Emily's faces beside her.

"Very good, Weiss. You have a lot of talent."

"No, big sister, you really believe that?" Emily couldn't help but question, "3 kilometers, isn't that the level of the previous academic school's chief snow knight? Didn't you say that Weiss is currently still an 8th-level superhuman?"

However, Cassandra remained unconvinced by Emily's rebuttal.

"So what? Isn't academic cuisine a problem unique to academics? What does it have to do with Weiss's skill level? Is there any necessary connection between the two?"

"You're talking about us again!!" Emily immediately exploded.

"It's starting again..." Moro, standing to the side, covered his forehead in exasperation.

In the tense atmosphere, Emily glared at Cassandra, her voice serious: "Big sister, even if you are one of the Ten Kings, you'd better not underestimate the academics!!"

"The level and achievements of this year's top student from the academy far surpass those of the Snow Knight and Winter Duke. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been such a fierce protest. You'll understand once the Snow Palace Trials officially open!!!"

"Let's wait and see—"

The young swordswoman Cassandra smiled slightly, her expression gentle, her nonchalant attitude incredibly infuriating.

Seeing her older sister's disdainful attitude, Emily felt another sudden, heavy breath, but ultimately refrained from reacting. She gave a cold snort and lowered her head to begin eating.

Weiss, who was the instigator, was also given a fierce glare.

His eyes twitched slightly.

To be honest, Emily's bad temper isn't really to blame for this.

From his detached perspective, Cassandra's response was pure provocation.

I don't know if it was intentional or not.

He has a knack for being infuriating.

It seems this woman is much more cunning than I imagined.

...

After dinner, Emily unceremoniously snatched Aunt Bai away.

The youngest, Moro, also went back to his room by himself.

With nothing else to do, Cassandra pulled Weiss along, and the two of them went one after the other to the small garden behind the mansion, where they wandered around aimlessly in the night.

To be fair, in the years since he transmigrated, Weiss had long been accustomed to the curfew in Moonlit City. This was the first time he had ever come out for a walk openly late at night, and it felt quite novel after all this time.

A cool night breeze carried a faint fragrance through the garden, and the firelight in the mansion cast long shadows of the two people.

"Weiss, you really did climb 3 kilometers today, right?"

Cassandra, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped and looked back.

Weiss nodded.

It's outrageous to lie in a place like this. Besides, that 2-star cadre Ryan would definitely record his performance; it would be easy to find out with a simple check.

A relieved smile appeared on Cassandra's face.

Then she turned around and walked a short distance before stopping at a bench deep in the garden. She sat down first, then patted the spot next to her, gesturing for Weiss to sit down as well.

Weiss sat down with a slightly stiff expression.

Cassandra pulled all of her long, purple hair, which was constantly spitting out stray sparks, to the other side of her shoulder to avoid burning him.

It has to be said that this hairstyle change has made her originally sharp face much softer and calmer.

"Then you can try climbing it at full speed after the Snow Palace Trial officially opens. This night patrol is offering extremely generous rewards."

"Top ten players will each receive one of three Tier 7 potions."

"Top six players will each receive one of five Tier 7 potions."

Third place, 8 bottles.

Second place, 10 bottles.

She paused at this point.

With a faint smile, he said something meaningful.

"The prize for first place is—"

"50 bottles of Tier 7 potions of your choice, plus 5 bottles of Tier 6 Dream Potions!!!"

"..."

"..."

Wait, what is that?!

Weiss almost choked.

For the first few seconds, he thought he had misheard.

No... what does this gap in rewards mean?

Just one place difference, and they jumped from 10 bottles to 50 bottles in one go, even getting a Tier 6 Dream Potion.

This incredible gradient leap...

It seems the Night Patrol team has already decided on Ice Consort beforehand, right?

To put it bluntly, the way this reward is set up is a blatant provocation against the academic school.

No wonder the Little Sword Saint was laughing like that this morning...

"I've surveyed this year's top academic students."

"That person is indeed different from previous ones; they have a wealth of practical experience. However, I still believe the chances of Ice Princess losing are 0%, because Night Patrol will definitely raise Ice Princess to rank 7 before the Snow Palace Trial."

At this point, Cassandra turned to look at Weiss, her tone softening slightly.

"Viss, you can also try to get into the top ten. With your current performance, you might even have a chance to compete for the top five. Five level 7 potions, although not many, will still ease the burden on the Selenes family."

Weiss nodded calmly.

This was the first time he had ever been so close to Cassandra.

Speaking of which...

Isn't this woman's body temperature a little too high?

Without the protection of a wind field, he almost got heatstroke.

The aura of the ten kings was indeed formidable.

After that, the two chatted casually about Moonlit City for a while. Half an hour later, Cassandra yawned, stretched, waved, and went back to her room to sleep.

"Good night--"

Her voice carried a hint of drowsy laziness in the night breeze.

At this moment, watching Cassandra's retreating figure.

Weiss remained in the garden, lost in brief contemplation.

Given the current situation, unless they rob the Starry Sky Merchant Guild, there is no way they can accumulate enough Tier 7 Storm Potions before the Snow Palace Trial.

However, if we have to make a choice about this...

Actually, there is another advanced method—

That is--

The One-Armed Ones Sequence!!

Because he mastered the secrets of the Wind Addict too quickly, and because the resources of Moonlit City were really limited, he unknowingly developed the habit and mindset of suppressing his level.

But now it seems that he clearly cannot master the secrets of the amputee in a short period of time.

Moreover, as a second-order amputee, he was already in a state of incompleteness, lacking one of the mysteries.

They cannot be treated the same way as drug addicts.

"Then, how about... abandoning the complete mastery of the mysteries and directly advancing the Skullbreaker?"

"Even if signs of unstable cultivation levels appear, as described in novels and online fiction, it will only affect the sequence of those with severed arms; it would absolutely not affect those addicted to wind..."

Weiss sat in the chair and pondered for a while.

Unlike the natural system, which requires a process of understanding, the killing system allows you to accumulate experience points simply by killing a large number of people.

After defeating that 7th-tier Feathered Warrior, his killing power, though not yet at its limit, had reached a level where he could barely advance.

Preliminary estimates suggest that he'll need about a dozen bottles to finish.

otherwise--

Based solely on the two current 8th-order sequences.

He really had no confidence in surpassing her, who was hailed as the second Night Patrol Snow Queen and the Ice Consort who was currently at the height of her power in the royal city.

"The prize for first place..."

"50 bottles of Tier 7 potions of your choice, 5 bottles of Tier 6 Dream Potions"

This time, Weiss was genuinely tempted.

Both being stained by the snow, he had no intention of competing with the Ice Queen—

But there was nothing we could do; the child needed money.

...

Dear family and friends, I'm so sorry for updating this chapter so late; I overslept.

Actually, I've always been someone who writes 4000 words a day, but this is the first time I've been writing a book for 20 consecutive days and I'm almost 10,000 words a day. My mind has been constantly tense, which resulted in me only sleeping six or seven hours a night for half a month. Yesterday, I suddenly felt groggy and slept from 3 a.m. to 9 p.m.