Duke’s Quadruplets Are All Overpowered Chapter 131

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Six students had to run for over two hours. However, after only one day of physical training, I made incredible progress and still had stamina left to run more than twenty laps. I once again realize how great a talent a spiritualist is. There’s a reason his father became an imperial hero.

“It’s the last lap. cheer up.”

It was a few minutes before class ended. The six students who were breathing heavily and preparing for the last lap looked at one place at the same time. I shrugged my shoulders and casually called attendance.

“Mederine, you are late.”

Medellin walked over with a sullen face. Hesitantly, his steps were filled with regret and regret. Next to Mederin, who walked like a zombie with her body hanging limply, a soft-spoken dog barked cheerfully.

Medellin looked around at the sweaty and exhausted students and lowered his head. She must have thought that her students were being punished because of her. She hesitated and said something in a low voice, but no one heard her except me. May glared at Madeline. The deeply sunken, pure white eyes were so intimidating that I couldn’t help but say sorry.

I watched their actions with interest. The sacred object of ‘suffering’ looks at emotions. In particular, when someone shows their emotions easily like Gulshi or bursts out with uncontrollable emotions, their emotions can be seen unexpectedly. Medellin’s feelings for May were very clear.

Dark red.

jealousy.

and.

More intense than that.

Envy.

Medellin walked steadily, but soon his shaking eyes became firm as if he had made a decision.

“Forgive me for being late. Everyone… sorry.”

Malang sat on Medellin’s shoulder and licked Medellin’s cheek. Medellin no longer held the mallang. She was probably the first to realize what her master wanted, and she was the first to listen.

“If you’re sorry, you should take supplementary classes, right? “Run until I tell you to stop.”

Medellin’s already white face turned pale, as if it had been coated with flour. Mederin was disgusted, but when the mallang started cancanning in excitement, she didn’t know what to do. She seemed like she wanted to run away at any moment, unless it was soft.

“why? Are you trying to run away again?”

“no… … ! professor. Because I’m not running away anymore… great. “I’m running.”

Medellin gritted his teeth and started running. She jumps around in anger without realizing her purpose.

He’ll run away again, I thought.

“You can go.”

The six students finished class but did not return to their dormitories.

These are the guys who stand indifferently and watch Medellin despite my words.

Only two weeks have passed since they were in the same class. It’s not enough time to have friendship. These young guys are probably what we call good people. Since they were chosen by the spirit beasts in the first place, isn’t it natural for there to be no one with bad intentions?

The day ended and the moon rose, but Medellin continued to run. There is no finish line. Twenty laps, thirty laps, unlike when you have a goal, you will be very anxious because you don’t know how long you will have to run. Although her stamina appeared to remain, Medellin’s legs were noticeably slower. Right now, he’s only focused on my snout. How long are you going to keep running? It is a test of willpower. The training was similar to that seen in the military and was too much for a young noble lady to handle.

In the end, when Medellin reached the starting point after turning around, he collapsed. The little boy encouraged him with a cankang, but his will had already broken. Actually, I didn’t have any expectations from Medellin. I thought this was enough. If Medellin shows up for class tomorrow, he will have shown his will. I approached Medellin, who had collapsed from exhaustion. I was planning to just send him home if he gave up.

“Are you going to give up?”

“haha.”

Medellin’s eyes did not look at me. The guy glared at May, who was watching him indifferently. And she slowly raised her body. Medellin, who was trying to run again, lost her strength and fell. Her white face was dirty with mud. Tears formed but did not flow. Medellin eventually got up, squeezing her trembling legs with her little hands. Malang licks her Madeline’s legs. Then her trembling legs calmed down and she stood firmly on the ground.

“I am Golindea’s successor.”

It didn’t answer me.

Medellin continued speaking as if he was scolding himself.

“This little thing. “May did it too, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to do it.”

Medellin stood at the starting point. Get ready to jump again. I already ran the same distance I ran the day before. From now on, Medellin tried to push his limits. I stood back and watched Medellin. Honestly, I was a little surprised. A person’s will does not increase easily, determination is as difficult as swallowing fire, and changing the direction of one’s life is also difficult. But Medellin exceeded my expectations. Maybe he already has the will to do it. Maybe I didn’t realize it myself, so I needed a small shock like now.

evil!

Medellin, who was stepping forward with his legs, used too much force, so his feet got tangled and he fell. However, the accident that resulted in her Madeline’s face being buried in the mud did not occur. Her Madeline body is floating in the air. At the feet of Madeline, her body floundering, there was a small bird.

Tweet-

Martin held Medellin’s hand and helped her up. And he stood next to Medellín, ready to run himself. When Medellin looked at him with her blank face, Martin excused himself, avoiding her gaze.

“My legs are itchy.”

As I was watching the two of them, I almost said, “That’s terrible.” Hmm, anyway, Martin had great talent as a psychic. He naturally used his spiritual powers. He was more amazing at putting Medellin in the air than when he cut off a tree branch. This means that he knows how to finely control his strength.

Martin left Medellin and ran alone.

I worked harder than I did in class and with as much energy as if I were a marathon runner. Tsk tsk.

It was time for Medellin to get ready to play again.

“you… … .”

May stood next to Medellin and prepared to run. Even though Madelyn looked embarrassed and glared at her, May had an expressionless expression. But she whispered in a very quiet voice, so that only Mederin could hear. Of course, I could hear it all in my ears.

[I won’t give up, Medellin.]

The relationship between May and Medellin was also interesting.

[So don’t give up either.]

The two were close like sisters, but there was a wall somewhere.

I thought it was a wall blocking the relationship, but now I see it is a bridge that connects each other.

“You are young.”

May and Medellin ran side by side.

Hugo, who had been watching for over two hours, stood up.

As I was looking at Hugo insinuatingly, he muttered to himself as if making an excuse.

“I feel stronger in my legs now. “Let’s go back.”

Brother Nand follows Hugo back to the dormitory.

After all, there are no bad people among spiritualists.

“Are you going to run too?”

Lily came to me with a very flushed face.

The guy snorted loudly and shouted loudly at me.

“no!”

“… “Then why?”

“A bad idea came to mind!”

Lily goes back too.

I gave up on dinner and watched the three students.

Damn, actually, training is already over.

Medellin and May were running so hard that it became unclear when to stop them.

* * *

Sunday has arrived. Sunday, the day on which the three gods created the world, is the biggest holiday of the Kunkan Empire, and Musenion, where the cultures of all countries mix, made it a holiday and held a small festival out of consideration for the Kunkan people.

A famous orchestra was invited to the opera house, and a demonstration concert by the music academy was held in a small theater next to it. A social gathering is in full swing at the banquet hall. The restaurant served traditional Kunkan food as a lunch menu.

When students put aside their studies and enjoy a break.

All Musenion professors gathered in the main hall.

Lecture on dealing with demons.

The lecture, which was likely to happen but had never been done before, stimulated the academic enthusiasm of the Musenion professors. I deliberately asked the dean to change attendance to voluntary attendance. The lecture hall was crowded with professors. Many professors gathered, but not all of them took the class. Despite countless eyes glaring at me, I confidently climbed onto the podium. I looked around at the professors with my eyes flashing, but as expected, there was no disguiser. I guess I’ll have to make a list focusing on the professors who weren’t in attendance.

Once the professors were all seated, I had a daily teaching assistant hand out printed books. The sixty professors were intrigued but not pleased. With a sour expression on my face, I chatted with professors who were close to each other. The atmosphere in the classroom became chaotic as the professors talked like low-grade students. It was clearly an attitude of ignoring me. But I didn’t care and spoke in a soft voice.

“I have no doubt that the renowned professors of Musenion will appreciate the knowledge contained in this book.”

I told him to read the book first. Still, it was a special lecture organized by the dean himself. The professors opened their books and read them. At first, I was making a lot of noise and not concentrating. There were also people who skimmed through the book. However, as time passed, the professors’ attitudes gradually changed. The professor’s hand, which had been turning two or three pages, slowly slowed down and he began reading from the first page again.

The chattering noise subsides. The professors each adjusted their posture and sat down to concentrate on their books. Dozens of people are sitting there, but even the sound of swallowing is cautious. The only sound is the sound of the bookshelves turning over. Someone let out an exclamation. Some people looked at me and the book in turn and shook their heads in disbelief.

What is common?

Everyone realized that the information contained in this book was unusual.

Indeed, they are Musenion professors. I immediately recognized the value of the information. I crossed my arms with a confident expression. I can assure you that this moment will be the starting point of change. This one book was the seed. It will grow by eating the nutrients of the professors’ knowledge, put down roots, soon become a tree, and spread seeds again. Ultimately, the purpose of education is to benefit the world. Although the knowledge and beliefs learned are different, all humans in this world dream of one goal. The annihilation of the devil. That’s why professors read books voraciously, as if they were devouring delicious food.

After a while.

I spoke calmly to the professors who were looking at me with nervous faces.

“Does anyone have any questions?”

At that moment, all the professors in the auditorium raised their hands. Face wasn’t important. Just like when I first learned about academics, they passionately asked me questions. In another sense, the classroom became noisy again. I grinned and looked around at the professors who were desperately demanding answers. mother. The moment has come for your sacrifice to bloom.

“First of all, starting with the professor in front… … .”

When I stopped talking, the professors looked at me with puzzled faces. I slowly stood up and took a deep breath. The purpose of the lecture on dealing with demons was to select demons from the beginning, but I never thought it would lead to this kind of result.

“Run away.”

“what… … ?”

Daa!

I blew up all the classroom desks and chairs with an emission spell. Some professors caught up in the commotion were injured, but did not suffer any major injuries. As the shocked professors angrily tried to argue with me, a huge hole appeared in the floor of the classroom.

“The bottomless pit.”

A chasm in hell has opened.

fantasy,