Positive little sun, magical girl, I am awesome

Chapter 228: So Stuck

After entering November, the atmosphere on campus gradually heated up. Regardless of whether or not they were participating in the College Cup, everyone's enthusiasm for training was extremely high. Many junior students ran to the senior students' training grounds to observe and learn after class.

In contrast, the dullness of some people seems out of place.

"Clang—"

Lilith knocked Lucas' sword away again and cheered loudly with great pride.

Leila's special training must have worked - Lilith thought happily, she must take credit for it tonight! Then she turned to look at Lucas who was slowly picking up the sword, and couldn't help frowning.

"Did you not eat enough today?" Lilith knocked the grass debris off her sword, feeling a little dissatisfied with today's training.

"Could you please increase the intensity, Lucas? I'm so sleepy." Lilith yawned.

"Do you want to take a break?" Lucas looked at Lilith.

"Haha! Why don't you go ask Mr. Wolfe what he says?" Lilith rolled her eyes and raised her sword again to rush towards the boy.

Lucas's reaction was not slow, and he blocked Lilith's attack swiftly. Lilith's center of gravity shifted due to the attack, and she quickly raised her sword in the instant of adjustment, ready to block Lucas' counterattack at any time.

however……

When Lilith stood firm, she found that Lucas just took a defensive posture again, as if he had no intention of attacking at all.

Lilith was confused but did not distract herself. She rushed forward again. After several consecutive slashes and stabbings, Lucas was defeated again and was hit by Lilith's arm and fell to the ground.

"Tsk, are you a cow?" Lucas rubbed his chest, complained, and stood up. He turned his head and saw Lilith's dissatisfied face.

"Continue?" Lucas asked, dusting himself off.

Lilith didn't answer. She stood there looking at Lucas for a while, then turned and left.

"Eh? Lilith, where are you going?" Lucas was a little surprised and subconsciously followed her for two steps.

"Boring! I want to change someone!" Lilith hung her face and walked towards others without looking back.

Lucas pursed his lips and said nothing more.

"Lilith! Do you want to go to the training ground next door and take a look?" He turned his head and asked as he passed by Bobby.

"I think you should practice your skills first." Lilith frowned, feeling that everyone has been very impetuous in recent days and should really be left to Leila to temper their tempers.

"Hey, aren't you curious about who will win, Lilith? The dwarves brought a huge obelisk from Blackstone and said they would carve the winner's name on it!"

"Of course I know. This was my idea!" Lilith was immediately happy again. Compared with a practical reward like the Philosopher's Stone, a medal of honor that can be passed down is absolutely indispensable. So Lilith made the decision despite Catherine's opposition.

Then she turned around and glared at Bobby, "I'm warning you, no one is allowed to open a gambling table. If we find out, then be prepared to face the wrath of the student union!"

"Aha... I know, I know." Bobby scratched his head guiltily after hearing what Lilith said, and didn't dare to say anything.

——Humph, I guessed it right. Thinking of this, she turned around and glared at Lucas who was not far behind her and warned, "And you!"

As long as money is involved, this guy might get involved.

However, this time Lucas didn't refute or get angry. He just nodded and said, "I understand."

——Huh? Lilith was really surprised. The sun rose from the west? Did this guy change his nature or was he possessed? Did he become a completely different person after earning enough money for a house?

"Tsk tsk, it's different when you have money, look, this is the legendary feeling of relaxation..." Lilith turned around and exclaimed in amazement with Bobby, but did not notice that Lucas' face suddenly turned red.

But Lilith didn't notice and found Ian to continue her training.

……

More and more dwarf craftsmen were coming and going in the school. Inside the fence of the competition field, the clanging noise continued day and night until December when it finally quieted down.

So, when the first weekend of this month arrived, the opening salute of the Goletia College Cup was ignited in the snow, resounding throughout the city.

"What a coincidence, it's the first snow day, friends!" A familiar voice sounded.

"Welcome to the Goletia College Cup! I am the igniter of your unyielding fighting spirit, the guide of the beacon of faith, and the sculptor of your tenacious spirit..." It was Instructor Hurst again.

The whole place was silent after hearing this series of titles. Lilith and her friends sat in a row, all speechless. "Is it a different word from last year? Instructor Hurst has a new design for his appearance every year. Wow, such a clever idea. If he doesn't want to be the host, who else can be..."

"Let us thank the sponsors of our competition. They are..." Instructor Hester recited a long list of names, with Lilith's Brewery being the first to be mentioned. "We must also thank our dwarf friends for their hard work. Please join me in paying our sincerest respects to them!"

There was an immediate thunderous roar from the audience, and even Lilith was infected by the atmosphere and started shouting as well.

"We have made some adjustments and optimizations to this year's competition. Each player can actively choose the time to be eliminated to avoid unnecessary harm. Students, generous rewards are tempting, but nothing is more important than your own safety. Only by properly retaining your strength can you gain more advantages in the next round of competition!" Instructor Hurst continued.

Last year's competition caused dissatisfaction among the teachers, so they made some adjustments this year. Fortunately, the princess did not insist on her own opinion and was quite sensible.

"Thinking back to last year..." Instructor Hurst began to recall the past emotionally.

"Ouch—" The audience finally couldn't stand it anymore and started to boo, expressing their dissatisfaction with Instructor Hurst's delay.

"Okay, Hurst, I believe the contestants and the audience can't wait any longer." Teacher Rebella's voice came. People who are familiar with her can even hear that she must be looking impatient at this moment.

"Oh, well, well, I had prepared a poem, you guys have no taste!" Instructor Hurst sighed regretfully.

"So--"

In the expectant silence, the voice that everyone was most looking forward to finally came from the rostrum.

"Game start!"