Chapter 720 (1/2)

Chapter 720: The Competition Results and Admission Ceremony

Just as Agatha had anticipated, it was uncommon to hear Maggie’s carefree roar in the afternoon.

When a witch was engaged in fighting, their highly tense mind would consume not only their magic power but also their physical strength. So, the Union concentrated on the key points needed to make the best use of the fighter’s time. Allowing her to relax her mind and restore her physical strength during combat training. After all, when the demons came and swarmed them, only by relying on reasonable shifts and cooperation would they be able to survive on the battlefield.

This meant that while Phyllis was urging and luring the demonic beasts, Agatha would take the opportunity to rest some until several beasts had been gathered together… They took a quick break at noon, only eating dry food with snow for lunch. After Agatha managed to freeze three or four beasts, she would then shape the snow into a smooth ice track that would slide their captures to the Western Region’s city wall.

As the sky dimmed and became grey, Leaf informed them that the competition had ended.

When they returned to the starting line, they were surprised to find that there were dozens of demonic beasts trapped in wooden cages. The number of caged demonic hybrid beasts had increased to around 30. The biggest one among them was a wolf-bear demonic hybrid. It was almost as tall as the wall, with limbs as thick as stone pillars, and it was so strong that even a God’s Punishment soldier and Devilbeast were unlikely to defeat it.

[Which team caught that one?]

Phyllis’s face barely changed, even as feelings of loss flooded her. After all, they had done their best—22 small-sized and medium-sized demonic beasts, a score that she had thought would be high enough to stand out, but now it seemed that their score might be at the bottom.

How were the other two teams able to catch so many demonic beasts?

Wendy walked in front of them, relieved to see everyone safe, “You’ve all worked hard.” Then she pulled out a notebook and began to announce the results.

“Neverwinter, seven points, well done.”

[Wait… seven points?] Phyllis thought in shock. [Neverwinter isn’t first? Could it be that the remaining 80 beasts were caught by the two members from the Sleeping Island?]

“It’s all Maggie’s fault,” Lightning said, touching her forehead, “If she didn’t leave halfway through, to steal eggs from the nest of a winter hawk and then spend two hours roasting them, we would have caught a few more.”

“It was you who let me go coo…” the Pigeon perched on Lighting’s head grumbled her grievance, “Not to mention, you ate more roasted eggs than me, what’s more, you even wanted some Bird Beak Mushrooms, saying that eggs would taste better with mushrooms coo…”

“Nevermind, it’s Okay as long as all of you come back safely… well, next is Sleeping Island, fifteen points. Ashes, you really are a fighter,” Wendy continued.

“She just ran the captures for us,” Andrea griped, “I was the one who knocked down the beasts. Too bad that we came across so few monsters on our way. Besides, she didn’t run fast enough.”

Ashes shot her a petulant look. “Why don’t you try carrying those demonic boars back and forth, 15 times, in the snow?”

“Muscular barbarians are more suitable for this kind of job.”

“They are better than someone so delicate and fragile.”

“You—”

“Ahem,” Wendy quickly interrupted the growing dispute, “the last is Taquila’s team with a total of 22 points! Congratulations, the month’s share of Chaos Drinks reward is now yours!”

“Ah, so enviable!” Andrea said begrudgingly.

“I want to drink that too coo…” Maggie eagerly looked at Agatha.