"After all, it's the annual summary for the first-years, isn't it? Winning this Harvest Festival brings considerable honor. Last year's winner was Student Council President Azazel Ameri, and past winners have steadily climbed the ranks afterwards, growing into heroes of the demon world. It can be said that the Harvest Festival is a stepping stone for demons to become famous! Below are four entrances to honor. This is a great opportunity to raise your rank, so let's all go up with gusto!"
Outside the venue:
"Hehe, I even bought a special armor for the Harvest Festival! With it, I'll be invincible!" one demon boasted to another.
"Sigh… I only bought one weapon and ran out of money."
Suddenly, a demon holding a notebook approached the two and said,
"No, according to the data I've collected, this year's first-years are all excellent and powerful opponents."
Someone recognized the demon speaking.
"I remember that guy is from the Broadcast Division… a first-year whose interviewing skills even Commander Barochi bows down to… Broadcast Division first-year, Walpurgis."
If Shesi had seen this scene, he would definitely feel like he'd seen it somewhere before. 'It's you! Yakushi Kabuto!'
"Then what about your armor?"
"I was so busy collecting data that I forgot to buy it."
The two: … Walpurgis looked at a few other people.
"Kim Spallio, Dozel Flynn, John Valuno—these Rank 2 students belong to the combat faction. So what about the Rank 3 ones…?" Before Walpurgis could continue, a foul smell suddenly assailed them. Everyone scattered and fled. Walpurgis looked over.
"It's Navla. Everyone, don't get close. Although the stench is exaggerated, it's said that anyone who gets close to him inexplicably faints."
"They probably just faint from the smell…"
Rank 3, silent Navla, the student in the first-year who is most impossible to approach.
"Standing at Passage 2… there's no way to get past him."
Another voice interrupted them.
"Choose 1! Definitely choose 1, right? Because it's the first one."
"That's right~"
A pair of brothers appeared in everyone's sight.
"It's the Doro Doro Brothers! Are they also first-years?"
Walpurgis explained,
"They were held back. They missed too many classes because they were always on the northern battlefield, but they actually came back to participate in the Harvest Festival…"
"It looks like the first entrance is out of the question too… let's avoid running into them…" the demon next to him sighed.
"Can you guys be quiet? I want to concentrate on my book." A voice caught everyone's attention. Before anyone could say anything, Walpurgis stepped forward and apologized to the person.
"Sorry…"
The demon next to him quickly answered,
"I know this person, the man who is always second, Orobas Coco, the first-year who is always second at most. In the entrance exam, he was second in both practical and written tests. After that, in the Gehong exam, he also monopolized second place. Some even say he could actually get first place, but deliberately only takes second. A strong person full of unknowns."
"That's right, he's also a champion candidate."
"How amazing… looking at it this way, those intersections are all very tricky…"
"Actually, Asmodeus, who got first in the practical navigation exam, and Allocer Schneider, who got first in the written exam, are there. Surely, the most anticipated ones are the Misfit Class, right?" At these words, several people immediately felt several gazes on them.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Walpurgis was startled by them and hid behind other demons.
"Do you have a problem with the Misfit Class…?"
"But they are indeed the protagonists. Not only did they acquire the Royal Classroom, but they also made a big splash at the amusement park. It's probably normal for other strong individuals to be jealous," Walpurgis thought, feeling relieved.
"But you know~ those guys are still very kind. They give off a feeling of being carefree and free-spirited."
"That's right~ They give us the illusion that even we could win against them."
"I know, I know!"
"Look over there! The Misfit Class is here!" a demon suddenly shouted.
Everyone's gaze swept over.
"Hey, Misfit Class, this time I… won't… go easy…" The demon who was about to greet the Misfit Class suddenly realized that… the atmosphere over there… seemed a bit off?
On a nearby tree:
"We finally made it, almost late. It's a pity the training isn't finished yet," Sergeant Furfur and the other three special Teachers appeared on the tree and said.
"No problem, even if it's a bit rough, these are our rigorously trained disciples. I'm a bit excited for their debut," Teacher Reim also said.
Lead looked at everyone.
"I almost don't recognize everyone… Everyone must have overcome very tough special training, right?"
"Long…"
"Painful!"
"I don't even want to remember…"
"What's going on with your side?" Asmodeus said, looking at a puppet costume. As for why he asked, it was because the words "I AM Clara" were written on the puppet costume!
"…"
"Can't even talk anymore?" Asmodeus grumbled.
"By the way, two people are still missing," Lead counted the number of people.
"Everyone!" With that, Iruma ran over from the side and looked at everyone.
"Everyone looks like they've had a tough time too," Iruma said, looking at everyone.
"Lord Iruma! You must have also experienced a lot," Asmodeus immediately ran forward to show concern.
"Yes, it seems everyone else has too. Good work." Hearing Iruma's words, the hostility among them suddenly lessened a bit.
"Huh? Where's my brother? Why don't I see him?" Iruma suddenly noticed his brother was not in the team and couldn't help but ask.
Whoosh, a gust of wind swept by. Kalego flew over with Shesi, and after seeing everyone, he directly flew down with Shesi, seemingly with his back still wrapped in this… stick covered in cloth?
"He can sleep like this, almost missed it…" Kalego looked at Shesi under him, feeling exasperated.
"Hey, hey! Wake up!" Kalego shook Shesi, waking him up.
"Is it morning?" Shesi opened his eyes and saw Kalego's face.
First, his pupils contracted, followed by a deadpan expression.
"Waking up to see Teacher Kalego's face is truly… unlucky."
"Hey, you! Don't say that in front of me next time!" Kalego grumbled, then threw Shesi to Iruma, and after throwing the 'stick' to Shesi, he directly turned and flew away.
Everyone immediately gathered around.
"Shesi? How are you?"
"Are you alright?"
Seeing everyone gather around, Shesi stood up and stretched, his bones immediately making a cracking sound.
"I slept, but it feels like I didn't sleep at all… Teacher Kalego is indeed the Dark Emperor," Shesi grumbled.
Everyone looked at Shesi, who didn't seem to have had a very hard time, and were a bit curious.
"Shesi, your training?"
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