Chapter 60. Dekan Supports Every Reckless Dream

The classroom and the corridor had become much quieter.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for Frata’s reaction.

Would he back down or be stubborn?

This young master needed to make an accurate judgment.

If you were to ask if there were any third-year students present who could take on me in a one-on-one fight without fear.

There definitely were some.

But no one was not afraid of being targeted by me.

The students all knew that my terrifying aspect was not how strong I was in a direct fight.

But that this guy's dirty tricks were really unpredictable and difficult to defend against!

If you offended me, it wouldn't be safe even if you locked your door at night.

As Frata hesitated, he subconsciously glanced at Claire.

Her expression was still indifferent, but the corners of her mouth seemed to be unable to hide a faint smile.

As if she had just finished watching a circus performance.

This made the veins on Frata’s forehead pop.

He suddenly turned his gaze to Cloix.

He pointed at Cloix and shouted:

“Cloix! Do you dare to duel me? If you lose, then face reality and promise not to harm anyone again! And don't have any more involvement with Claire and her sister!”

Frata’s actions not only made Cloix’s eyes widen, but even I was a little surprised.

This guy was too despicable.

He didn't dare to confront me directly, but he couldn't swallow his anger, so he pretended to be righteous and challenged Cloix to a one-on-one fight.

This way, even if Cloix was forced to stop going to the Shadow World because he lost the bet, it would be a loss in a fair duel. If I were to retaliate against Frata, it would make Cloix look like he had poor sportsmanship.

Even if Cloix chickened out and refused the duel, Frata could use this opportunity to step on Cloix and save face.

“This is the first time I've seen someone like you challenge a pure healing class to a one-on-one fight.”

I shook my head helplessly, as if I found it somewhat amusing.

“So what? He’s a sixth-rank, and I’m only a fifth-rank.”

Frata snorted coldly and said.

If Cloix were to fight one-on-one, his card build would only have a chance of dealing damage if he brought a group of summoned beasts.

Then he could use his healing to heal the summoned beasts and fight a war of attrition.

But Cloix's main profession was not a summoner; he lacked the support spells, tactics, and system configuration of a summoner.

If he used a bunch of miscellaneous summon cards, he might not really be able to beat a fifth-rank.

After falling into a disadvantage, a war of attrition would be a process of self-torture.

After all, healing himself was also very painful.

Frata simply wanted to beat Cloix up.

“I’ll duel you on his behalf, do you dare?”

I asked.

“I disdain to challenge the weak.”

Frata said awe-inspiringly.

“Hehehe, so in your eyes, Cloix is the strong one, and I am the weak one. Your spirit of always challenging the stronger is truly admirable.”

“Dekan, don’t be too arrogant! I admit that you are very formidable in a surprise encounter, but you must know that you rely on the power of a woman and all sorts of tricks to run rampant in the Shadow World. In a fair duel, there are plenty of ways to counter you.”

My repeated taunts seemed to have finally angered Frata.

Frata completely let go of his reservations and looked at me with disdain as he spoke.

Many students understood what Frata meant.

Although my system included curse, poison, and mental systems, it ultimately relied on pain to destroy the enemy’s consciousness.

So as long as one could block out the pain, my combat ability would be even worse than an ordinary third-rank.

【Pain Shielding】, there was such a card.

Usually, only tanks, berserkers, and other front-line professions carried it.

Mages would never carry this card.

It took up a card slot and consumed mana.

But if it was clear that the opponent was me, then as long as this card was brought.

And used continuously during the duel, my system would be completely dismantled.

“Then I will challenge you to a duel. Do you dare to accept? If I win, you can no longer trouble Cloix, and you must apologize to him.”

I looked as if I hadn't thought of the 【Pain Shielding】 card at all, still wearing a conceited look.

“Then what if I win?”

Frata asked with a gloomy look in his eyes.

“Whatever you want, feel free to ask.”

I said with a smile.

I would decide how heavy-handed to be based on the conditions proposed by the other party.

Frata: “Then you will be my servant, and you must also hand over your 【Ruined Poet】 to me.”

“Dekan! Don’t!”

Cloix quickly grabbed my arm.

But I ignored Cloix.

Cornelia, standing at the door, already had a look of pity for Frata.

Isn't it good to be alive?

“Hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph.”

I lowered my head and laughed.

I had already been very merciful.

I originally just wanted to teach Frata a small lesson.

But I never expected that there would be such a reckless person in this world.

Even cuter than Baron Bach.

“Alright, I agree. Let’s set a time to go to Phantom Canyon.”

I answered.

Although the school did not allow students to fight privately, it did allow simulated combat training in Phantom Canyon.

“Then come to the Phantom Arena at two o’clock this afternoon.”

Frata didn't want to give me a chance to create countermeasure cards.

After all, my main profession was a Card Maker.

If I were given a few days, I might be able to come up with a new set of netherworldly systems.

“No problem.”

I readily agreed.

Frata: “Heh heh, I hope you are a man of your word.”

Me: “Of course, I always do what I say.”

So Frata snorted coldly and left the classroom with his followers in tow.

“Dekan, you shouldn’t have gone this far for me… Even so, I won’t change my mind. I really can’t harm you all.”

Cloix looked at me with a worried expression.

However, Cornelia had already walked to my side and was sizing up Cloix with great interest.

She seemed very interested in her new partner.

“Wel-wel-wel…”

Cornelia tried hard to express her friendliness to Cloix.

But after trying for a while, she failed, and her face turned slightly red.

“She wants to say welcome to the team.”

I explained with a smile.

Cloix looked at the two of us and had a very strong urge to reach out to them.

But reason made him clench his fists tightly.

“Cloix, that curse of yours is really nothing to us. We’d even be happy to adjust the difficulty of the Shadow World to avoid getting poor rewards.”

“…No matter what, please withdraw from the duel with Frata first. Your stakes are really too high. This is not a fair duel.”

“Don’t worry, you have to believe in your teammate’s strength.”

“…”

My words made Cloix fall silent for a long time before he smiled helplessly.

I kept calling him a teammate; it seemed I had already decided that he was one.

Cloix felt his eyes getting a little sore.

It was already rare to find someone who didn’t dislike him.

What’s more, I had always admired and defended him.

It had been a long time since he had felt such pure kindness.

How could he refuse this?

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