Chapter 287: Even Ranch Likes This Monster

today's world.It once pointed out that the Shadow Realm was a miraculous spell barrier created before the gods disappeared, which would record many key historical nodes of various worlds and other wo...Chapter 288: Even Lan Qi Likes This Monster

In the heart of Protoss Royal Magic Academy, there stood a group of dark stone buildings.

Its steep and heavy facade silhouette paints the shadow of ancient art under the sunlight.

Walk to the end of the courtyard of the tallest building, a majestic gate stands before you. Through its depths, past elaborate decorations and winding corridors, a grand conference hall unfolds.

This is a hall that reflects profound power and the weight of history, reconstructed from the site of an old parliament. A gigantic glass dome adorns its top, intricately carved with murals, allowing natural light to scatter like a river of stars falling to earth.

But at this moment, this conference room belongs to the students who possess the highest student numbers in the academy.

They either arrived early and waited, or they came in slightly late, taking their seats. A massive round table stretched across the center of the council chamber, its black, polished iron surface etched with a transparent magic circle that projected an image of the current assessment area above it.

Except for Gloria, who was ranked tenth, all the other graduating seniors were present as usual, following school regulations.

This is also an opportunity for them to earn credits every month, it's a game of power, and it can also unearth potential newcomers or reveal potential rivals.

The screen often displays a slideshow with some notable students and the examination hall.

However, since the beginning, the backstage screen has been fixed to a certain classroom.

Or perhaps after Ranch and Zestilla chose the location for their first assessment, the camera immediately focused on the two of them.

Senior students wore expressions of diverse emotions. Some looked haughty, while others displayed a hint of schadenfreude, watching the screen and occasionally muttering comments or guesses. Their words revealed their amusement at observing the younger students.

Watching Lynch walk towards the ferocious beasts with the naivete of an outsider, I could already foresee a scene of blood splattered across the ground.

"Isn't this guy trying to get mauled by a monster and be eliminated directly"

A deep male voice spoke from above.

The large barrier in the examination zone is imbued with a blood-locking spell, capable of protecting students from death when they are near it. However, the process can be either swift and decisive or agonizingly slow.

"Indeed, it is better to voluntarily step aside now than to struggle in an exodus with no hope and then give away 130,000 credits to others."

"True to form, this Locke McCassy fellow is really going to make everyone hate him."

Other top students also sneered with laughter.

130,000 credits, even if I quit before the exam, I won't give them to you.

This kind of way that doesn't give any opportunities is indeed a bit like Jian Zhu.

>But what if he actually managed to survive until the assessment ended, and increased those 130,000 credits to an even more unbelievable number, and earned the share and reward of the pink sacred artifact

That's the most mind-blowing.

Not only would those who put up rewards for him in second and third year be furious, but he'd also offend all the noble students and followers from the lower grades by stepping all over them.

"Heh heh, unless he can single-handedly take on the whole damn student body."

A hearty and raucous laugh boomed.

All the students present are well aware of this.

Such a ridiculous thing could only be done by the student sitting in the front row, Duke Morotiant’s eldest daughter – the absolute empress among the students of this school, Miss Clarisse Duchessa.

If you let her ignore the rules and academic penalties, she could go all the way, expelling every other student.

It's hard to say whether she is stronger, or the chief Annihilation Saint Daughter from last year's graduating class.

But the figure sitting on the honorable seat just closed her eyes, as if everything was too boring and nothing was worth her attention.

The painting is still going on.

As Larch slowly approached the beasts, his presence infused the air with vitality, causing the breeze to hum a song of peace and harmony.

The beasts seemed to sense his intentions.

Their movements gradually ceased, and the hostility in their eyes strangely began to dissolve.

Although the demons' eyes still held some confusion and bewilderment, it was quickly dispelled by Lannch's endearing nature.

Next.

Confusion and bewilderment now fell upon the students watching from the backstage meeting room.

Only a couple of minutes had passed when a massive fire demon approached Lance on his left. It was covered in fiery red scales, its long tail burning with flames as it swayed in the air. However, it carefully controlled its magic, approaching Lance closely but without harming him.

Turning to the right, a translucent ice-blue water elemental floated in mid-air. Its flowing body seemed composed of pure water, moving gracefully as if weightless. It occasionally lightly brushed against Lanchi.

Ahead, a small bird with purple electric wings spread through the air. Its eyes flashed like lightning across the night sky, but they softened as it landed gently on Lance's shoulder.

At the center of these creatures, a smiling Ranch is surrounded by them, interacting kindly with them, as if they weren't ferocious beings but his people.

His hand gently touched them, each movement like a mother guarding her child, listening intently to their voices, soothing the turmoil within them with love.

The tension and hostility in the space dissipated, replaced by a sense of tranquil harmony.

More and more beasts gradually relaxed their guard, they began to gather, heading towards this warm embrace.

"Why"

Why don't these animals attack him

"Is this guy a druid Even druids can't communicate with beasts like that, right"

In theory, even with the highest charisma, you could only naturally attract animals and spirit beasts. Unless you also had a ruler's talent specific to demons and monsters.

"Look up this person's background information."

"He is indeed human, there's no doubt about that. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to register as a Servant."

Even for subordinates, they will undergo strict checks when registering and entering the school.

"

Regardless of how strange his abilities might be...

"

"Wanting to befriend these beasts and seek their protection"

It dawned on someone quickly.

Perhaps this method will actually allow us to weather the first wave of attacks. Then, during the first break, we can try to break out to the rest area and seek protection under more secure and powerful rules.

..."

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Let me burst his bubble.

With a cold snort and a haughty male voice, he lightly touched the spell formation on the table in front of him. As his interference power was used and deducted 300 credits, the map on the school bulletin board suddenly showed a coordinate, blinking with a glaring red light.

A notice has been issued, making Zestilla's current location public to all students in the assessment zone.

He didn't want Zestilla to win, and naturally, he didn't want her to have a chance to struggle with Rocky MacAllister.

As the exam draws near, a deluge of students will undoubtedly swarm the location, overwhelming any attempt at control.

"You're such a bad person."

"If anyone is to blame, it's him for being too weak and too idealistic."

A young man with a ponytail and his arms crossed, spoke coldly.

……

The southern assessment area of Protoss Royal Mage Academy, the beast breeding classroom in a building as dark as night.

A glimmer of surprise flashed across the old teacher's eyes.

He stood in a corner of the room, his eyes piercing through the distance of time, deeply fixated on the harmonious exchange between Lance and the beast. It was as if he were seeing his own memories reflected there.

In his long life, he rarely saw such a natural and loving communication.

The old teacher's heart was filled with a long-lost warmth.

"It seems that even in this day and age, there are still young people with hearts as pure as glass."

He couldn't help but sigh.

This is the true meaning of getting along with demons.

It's not about taming them with force and skill, but winning their trust and friendship through understanding and love.

As time passed, Lance turned his head to Zara Sila, giving her a look of encouragement and trust.

His palm lightly sketched an inviting gesture in the air.

At that moment, the anxiety and fear in Zesthera's eyes gradually dissipated.

Although I really want to ask, "Can I really get close to them"

But Zethila thought perhaps it was just as her teacher had said, "You harbor no ill will towards them, they simply do not understand you." She needn't be too afraid, or underestimate herself.

She slowly walked towards Lance and the monsters.

At first, every step she took was still filled with hesitation and uncertainty.

Seeing that the beasts were no longer as repulsed as they had been at first, her heart gradually calmed, and her steps steadied.

The beasts seemed to accept her approach, their eyes softening.

Zesthira approached a furry monster, its eyes as deep as the night sky.

This was the first thing she noticed when she walked into the classroom, a curious but also frightening black fox.

It seems to have the strength of a level four, perhaps even approaching level five monster. It is one of the strongest monsters in this classroom.

This Demonic Moon Shadow Fox was thought to have been extinct long ago, but unexpectedly, a sapling is being protected at Protos Royal Magic Academy.

Lance had only ever seen it in the books at Purgatory Corridor Academy.

This fox, over a meter tall, was born in the extreme cold of the north, where it lived with wind, snow, and stars. Its fur was thick and soft, like a layer of black snow, covering its slender and agile body. On its pointed ears, there was a touch of gold, like a glimmer of light illuminating its darkness. Its eyes were deep and mysterious, shimmering with a bronze-gold flame, as if it were the soul fire that could see through everything, be it an enemy's thoughts or a comrade's feelings. Its tail was long and fluffy, dancing in the air.

It is not strong in a fight, but it is very beautiful and popular with ancient demon world noble families. As a mount, it runs especially fast.

It goes without saying that Zethira would be pleased.

Even a few hundred-year-old demon matriarch would probably be unable to resist the allure of such a fox.

Unfortunately, Lance also liked the fox quite a bit. Even if he could get his hands on it and take it away, he wouldn't let that old woman touch it. Laziness is contagious.

However, Zesira is a good child, she won't be harmed by touching this fox.

(The End)

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