The auditorium of Chaos Academy was already full of students. Students from Green Sprout Garden and Vast Ocean Garden sat below the stage according to their age and class, and the teachers of each class were managing the students' order.
The young mages from the Mage Tower, led by Hank, stood on the right side of the stage. They wore dark blue mage robes with a golden mage tower embroidered on their chests, their expressions a mixture of arrogance and defiance as they looked at the magic academy students.
The students of the Imperial Advanced Academy, dressed in blue and white school uniforms, stood half a step behind the Mage Tower members, their expressions quite arrogant.
On the Chaos Academy's side, the students of the Magic Academy wore white mage robes with the Chaos Academy's emblem embroidered on their chests. The students from the various academies responsible for fighting against the Imperial Advanced Academy wore ordinary school uniforms and stood in the same row as the Magic Academy students.
Below the stage, the children of Green Sprout Garden were quite excited, craning their necks to look at the stage and chattering away. They heard from their teacher that today they would be able to see the older students fighting against the mages from the distant Los Empire, a scene that could only be seen once a year.
The students at Vast Ocean Garden were a bit older, but they didn't appear any more composed. The Mage Tower, together with the Imperial Advanced Academy, had been fighting against Chaos Academy for over twenty years, almost every year. So for them, this was not just a series of exciting shows, but a war concerning the honor of Chaos Academy.
Although Chaos Academy has lost more than it has won in the annual challenge, and has even failed for four consecutive years, but it has not only lost to the Mage Tower in magical battles, but also lost to the Imperial Advanced Academy.
Therefore, today's challenge is crucial. If they fail again this year, Chaos Academy will suffer five consecutive defeats, a disgrace that has never occurred in the history of Chaos Academy.
Even their teacher said that if they suffered five consecutive defeats, the Mage Tower and the Imperial Advanced Academy might not even bother challenging Chaos Academy again next year. In that case, Chaos Academy wouldn't even have a chance to prove itself.
Therefore, Chaos Academy must win this challenge!
However, thinking about the strength of this year's Magic Academy's seniors, everyone felt somewhat discouraged.
Although several senior students were already level three mages, but each challenger from the Mage Tower always had at least one level four mage in their ranks. That single level difference represented the gap between an intermediate and a beginner mage, a hurdle almost no one could overcome.
The leaders and teachers of Chaos Academy sat on the front row platform. Norvan sat in the center, Albert to his left, and the civil official from the Los Empire sat next to Albert.
Crassus, however, didn't choose to sit in the first row, but rather in a corner of the second row, currently craning his neck and looking around as if searching for someone.
Sitting behind Crassus, Arthur asked in a low voice, "My lord, are you worried that Miss Amy won't make it in time? Should I go and look for her?"
"I'm not worried about that. I'm just a little hungry because I haven't had breakfast yet. I wonder when that guy, Boss Mai, will remember to bring me breakfast." Crassus rubbed his stomach and waved his hand without any concern. "As for Little Amy, aren't the main characters always the ones who appear last? Back then, in order to show off at the Los Empire Mage Tournament, I deliberately stalled for time. After Yulian defeated all his opponents, I suddenly appeared just as he was about to get the trophy, easily defeated him, and won the championship. This became a legendary tale in the mage world for a long time."
"But... I heard that the match didn't end with a winner, right?" Arthur asked softly.
"What does it matter? Anyway, I've made sure all the mages in the Los Empire remember me. The championship itself isn't important. What's important is that I proved one thing: everyone here is trash. I don't need to fight them, but they're not worthy to fight me anymore." Crassus shrugged and laughed.
"Lord is the most powerful melee mage on the continent." Arthur said with some awe.
"If the word 'melee' could be removed someday, then my life would have been worthwhile. But I probably won't be able to do that. But if Amy could do it, it would be much cooler than if I could do it myself." Crassus smiled with a bit of emotion. Besides the two of them, there were still quite a few powerful mages on the Nolan Continent.
The Elf Queen, who hasn't made a move in a century; the old dragon beneath Dragon Island; the old hag in the Endless Sea; the immortal old man in the Royal Palace of Luo Du… He didn't even know how strong Irina was now. With the aid of the Tree of Life, she was probably on par with those old guys.
"Lord Crassus, on behalf of the Mage Tower, I congratulate you on accepting a disciple. I wonder where your beloved disciple is now? I wonder if I may have the honor of meeting this talented young girl who is fortunate enough to be accepted as a disciple by the God of Fire, and what she looks like?" Before the competition even started, Albert walked down from the front and smiled at Crassus, while looking around. He didn't see any half-elf little girls among the Chaos Academy's teams on the stage.
"Albert, I didn't expect it to be you leading the team this time, little guy. But it's my good fortune to have Amy as a genius apprentice." Crassus glanced at Albert indifferently and said with a hint of sarcasm, "No need to look anymore, my good apprentice hasn't arrived today. Did those old guys ask you to arrange for those little guys on stage to fight my good apprentice? So they can humiliate this old guy who didn't know what was good for him and ran away from the Mage Tower to this Chaos City?"
Albert's smile froze, slightly embarrassed. Crassus was indeed only easy to talk to on the surface, the old man who had lived for over a hundred years could see through everything at a glance. However, representing the Mage Tower, he could only force a smile and say, "The elders of the Mage Tower are very pleased with Lord Crassus's acceptance of a disciple, and they all agree that the genius chosen by Lord Crassus must be extraordinary. The younger generation of the Mage Tower doesn't often come to Chaos City, and if they can take advantage of this challenge to spar with your esteemed disciple, it will definitely benefit them greatly."
"A group of teenagers who have studied magic for over ten years sparring with a four years old girl who has only been learning magic for a month? Can they really benefit much from that? Am I getting old and my hearing isn't what it used to be, or have those old folks lost all sense of shame?" Crassus asked Albert with a look of astonishment.
"Uh..." Albert blushed, momentarily at a loss for words.
"It's alright, I accept the challenge. Little Amy will participate, and I think they will definitely benefit a lot." Crassus smiled as he looked at Albert's blushing face and spread his hands.