Konoha: Naruto will win no matter what choice he makes! Chapter 132

10 PM sharp.

When Darke emerged from the library, he happened to encounter the returning tide of people from the secret passage. Swarms of pixies filled the air, urging students back to their dorms as if escorting prisoners.

“I wonder when this wave will pass?”

Darke shook his head, leaning by the window, waiting for the crowd to disperse.

The moonlight remained unaffected, still clear as water.

Half of his face was illuminated by the light, and he saw Vait and Robert rushing past from the external bridge.

“Remember, last time after astronomy class, it was also this spot?”

A faint memory surfaced in Darke’s mind, then he couldn’t help but shake his head.

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The next day, Friday.

Nobles’ Dorm, common room.

Darke enjoyed the breakfast delivered by his little demon beast as usual.

This morning’s “Sage’s Daily” finally mentioned the incident that occurred at St. Marian Academy.

Despite the school’s efforts, the effect seemed minimal.

The “Sage’s Daily” still listed it as a headline, with a banner on the front page featuring Principal Artel’s photo.

However, the angle from which this incident attracted attention was slightly different from what Darke had imagined.

The outcry against the pixies was not as strong as expected.

It seemed their inherent unreliability had led people to find it unsurprising.

Only some parents were surprised by the academy’s appointment of pixies as professors, but due to the “Treaty of the Hundred Races Alliance” signed during wartime, the kingdom’s nobles were not in a good political position to openly criticize this point.

People were more relieved that the affected students were all safe and sound.

The academy submitted the list of involved students to the court, but the court did not release it due to confidentiality regulations. Only the name of Mr. Starfish appeared in the public document.

The entire incident fermented for a whole day, and the most vehement criticism came from the Holy Church, which was completely unrelated.

Moreover, the Holy Church’s spokesperson’s angle of denunciation was quite bizarre, actually accusing Principal Artel of defaming the Moon Goddess!

Darke couldn’t help but laugh when he read this.

The so-called “Moon Goddess” was actually a very broad term.

Any deity related to the moon could be called a Moon Goddess.

Among them, the more famous Goddess of the Hunt of the Moon was Principal Artel’s ancestor.

In ancient myths and legends, some gods who descended to the earth lived among humans.

Their bloodlines were passed down through normal reproduction, and although diluted over generations, there was still a small group of people who possessed a higher purity of divine blood.

Principal Artel was one of them.

It was truly enough that the Holy Church’s spokesperson chose to criticize none other than a descendant of the Moon Goddess for defaming the Moon Goddess!

Darke continued to flip through the newspaper and saw a small corner with a clarification post about yesterday’s headline.

The post featured a reporter apologizing for their “fabrication” and clarifying that the Duke’s son was not engaged to the Royal Princess.

“So the rumor post gets the headline, and the clarification post only deserves to be in the corner?”

After seeing this, Darke seemed to suddenly think of something, then looked back at the report about the Moon Goddess incident, and then fell into a brief contemplation.

“If Principal Artel was still busy outside until last night, then who taught magic history yesterday afternoon?”

“It couldn’t have been her magical sprite, could it?”

…

Time passed quickly.

When Darke put down the newspaper, the house card in his card holder suddenly vibrated.

He took it out and saw that it was a notification for “Duel Class Change of Venue.”

Duel class was usually held in the classroom, but sometimes it would be moved to the duel hall.

Every time the classroom changed, Professor Jones would notify them in advance.

“I wonder what Professor Jones will talk about in duel class?”

After the fierce battle with the Moon Goddess, Darke’s expectations for duel class had slightly increased.

However.

When the first-year students of the four houses simultaneously entered Duel Hall No. 2, what awaited them was a high-intensity physical training class!

Professor Jones seemed to think that the students’ poor physical fitness was insufficient to cope with potential crises, or simply believed that they had too much energy with nowhere to release it.

In short, in this class, she rigorously trained the first-year students.

Students with weaker physical strength suffered immensely.

Some gritted their teeth and endured, stubborn and beautiful.

Others protested, but were ignored.

It wasn’t until halfway through the class, when two students suddenly fainted, that Professor Jones temporarily suspended the physical training and rushed the two students to the infirmary at the fastest speed.

About fifteen minutes later, Professor Jones returned to the classroom.

A student from the Nobles’ Dorm immediately launched an attack, loudly denouncing her inhumanity, and then received a reward of “training task X 2.”

Professor Jones frowned in thought.

Several other students asked her about the physical condition of the two who were sent to the infirmary.

Professor Jones then asked in confusion, “It’s very strange. Sister Calian said they fainted due to long-term malnutrition. But our cafeteria is a battlefield for halfling chefs; don’t they eat?”

When a student from the Knights’ Dorm, who was relatively close to one of them, claimed that the person was a big eater, Professor Jones became even more confused.

But the little mages did not escape the subsequent training because of this.

Those two students also did not faint due to the training.

This incident seemed to become a mystery, added to the few inexplicable things one always encounters in academy life.

At the end of the class, Professor Jones assigned homework, requiring students to write a long essay on the topic “The Importance of Physical Fitness in Magical Duels.”

At the same time, she announced that the second in-class competition would be held before Christmas.

…

In any case, this morning’s duel class was not pleasant.

The two who fainted were Ashiko from the Mage Dorm and Wagner from the Knights’ Dorm.

Wagner was the “big eater” mentioned by the Knights’ Dorm student. He was strong and muscular, not at all like someone suffering from “malnutrition”!

Therefore, some students believed that Professor Jones was looking for an excuse to shirk responsibility, and even called on classmates to go to the infirmary together to verify the matter.

But in reality, most students had lost their mobility due to the high-intensity training tasks, and some even slept until the afternoon without eating lunch.

Darke’s physical fitness was only upper-middle, and he almost fell asleep in the bathtub.

Conversely, Diana and Robert finally showed their advantages, still full of vigor after the training.

In short, after this incident, Darke began to consider whether to make morning exercise a daily routine.

…

11:30 AM.

Darke, aching all over, managed to eat a bowl of noodles in the cafeteria, and then began to wait for the Traveler’s Street to open.

This trip to Traveler’s Street, he had more academic credits than ever before.

And he needed to buy more things than ever before.

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