Chapter 28 You don’t have to dance the sword if you have good looks

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Talk is talk, but the students acted swiftly. In fact, this team formation mechanism had significant loopholes. Teams consisted of five to seven members, but only five needed to be tested each time, effectively creating two extra slots.

How to obtain these two positions was an art in itself. Karida clearly didn't want to dismiss everyone outright, but she had to sort them out somehow.

The new system had been implemented for a few days now, and its effects were outstanding. The entire school's enthusiasm was ignited, giving Karida her first taste of fame and fortune.

The goal might be the same, but with the right method, everything changed. Listening to Blue Sky’s report, Karida finally breathed a sigh of relief. The hardest thing in this world wasn’t fighting, but understanding people’s hearts.

Wang Feng was thrilled. The best part of this plan was that it diverted others' attention away from him. As a proud rune researcher, he could carry out his own plans without worry. Meanwhile, his good friend Fantasia had lost dozens of strands of hair recently. He had been trying to find a team for days, but no one wanted him. Just looking at his physique was enough to make all the teams back off.

Being fat was a cardinal sin in the Martial Dao Courtyard.

Initially, there was a chance for Fantasia. A small team offered to take him if he paid five thousand lire, but Fantasia thought it was too expensive. Born into a merchant family, he decided to wait and see. Little did he know that this hesitation would cost him dearly.

By the second day after the announcement, the price had skyrocketed to ten thousand lire per slot. Now, some better teams were even charging thirty thousand!

It was more thrilling than riding a flying ship. Fantasia regretted it deeply. At this moment, he desperately wanted to confide in his brother, but he couldn’t even find him.

In essence, runes, forging, and alchemy were auxiliary professions. Even if someone wasn’t great at them, they could still find work. More of these professions wouldn’t hurt Aurora City’s overall development. But combat professions represented the face of the organization.

Listening to the lamentations of various underachievers in the academy, Old Wang felt helpless. This wasn’t his fault; blame Karida. She was the real culprit, and he was just a nobody.

Though his identity was problematic, Old Wang believed that through sincerity and effort, he could gradually change Karida’s perception of him. Mercenaries were endless, but talents were rare.

After all, during the nine days, Karida would be the biggest asset. He had to secure her support and cling to her.

Receiving Karida’s summons, Old Wang was genuinely happy. It wasn’t that he looked down on the locals; not everyone could come up with such a multifaceted strategy. This was about vision.

This was the first time Old Wang visited the Prophet Tower, an eighteen-story building, grand and towering. The columns at the entrance alone were nearly twenty meters tall—excessive, indeed. He wanted to appreciate the exotic scenery, but Blue Sky, who followed like a ghost, ruined the mood. Several times, Old Wang tried to crack a joke to build rapport, but the icy killing intent stopped him.

Hmph, one day you’ll kneel and call me dad!

Adjusting his collar, he pushed open the door to the tenth floor, feeling refreshed. The beautiful principal should be in a good mood today. Perhaps there would even be a reward. If he could get a few thousand lire, that would be perfect.

He expected the office of a beautiful principal like Karida to be warm and vibrant, perhaps revealing a glimpse of her inner self. Instead, he found a spacious training ground.

Swish... Swish... Swish...

Karida was dressed in a white fencing uniform, holding a wooden sword, practicing simple slashes and thrusts. There was no sign of soul power; it was purely physical strength.

But Wang Feng’s pupils contracted slightly. He had a rough idea of Karida’s abilities—a force to be reckoned with.

Karida slowly turned around. Blue Sky had already closed the door behind him, ensuring no safety concerns. Even ten thousand men would be no match for her. Old Wang swallowed hard.

Usually, Karida’s formal attire didn’t reveal much, but the white fencing uniform accentuated her figure, especially the waist, highlighting her tall and slender build. An ice queen indeed.

Truly, even by looks alone, she was a stable addition to any elite circle.

Was this a perk for himself? But seeing without touching was worse than getting money.

Despite his grumbling, Old Wang’s eyes never left her.

"Sit," Karida said, sitting cross-legged. Wang Feng complied immediately, sitting opposite her.

The atmosphere felt off. It didn’t seem like a rewarding session.

Karida stared coldly at him. Old Wang had no doubt that if he mishandled this, her wooden sword could easily pierce him. What went wrong this time?

Old Wang quickly composed himself, keeping a relaxed and calm demeanor, maintaining the composure of a king.

Karida’s imposing aura faded as she looked at Wang Feng calmly. "The team elimination system you proposed has already been implemented in the academy."

Relief washed over Old Wang. "Principal Karida, you are truly wise and mighty! With this system, the entire school is buzzing with excitement and participation. Not only does it expose the troublemakers, but it also attracts everyone’s attention with the rewards of the Hero Tournament, hiding your true intentions under a veil of glory without any backlash. Only a principal as wise and capable as you could achieve such a perfect and successful system. I am truly in awe!"

"Are you praising yourself?" Karida smiled slightly.

She actually smiled!

Old Wang seized the opportunity, speaking earnestly. "Not at all! The swift implementation of this system is entirely due to Principal Karida’s wise decision-making. Talents are common, but visionaries are rare. Of course, I made a small contribution, but my progress is thanks to your guidance. I have undergone a complete transformation, both physically and spiritually, becoming a true believer of the Holy Sanctuary. I will continue to strive and believe that I will become your right-hand man, dedicating myself to the glory of the Holy Sanctuary and the spread of holy light!"

"Right-hand man?" Karida glanced at him coolly, her expression turning cold. "You really think highly of yourself. Do you know how much trouble your strategy caused me?"

The suffocating presence enveloped the entire training ground, making it hard for Old Wang to breathe.

Damn, she changed her mood so fast!

This was awkward.

Old Wang felt a chill run down his spine. "I don’t know what you mean..."