Abnormal Type-Moon

And at this moment, there wasn't a single spectator in the arena.

Only at the center of the field stood a pink haired girl, beside her floated a spatial window. She was the one controlling the arena's gate.

That's right—in this time frame, the entire arena was under the control of this princess.

"I still can't believe it at this point."

Julis looked at Roy, who had just walked through the arena gate, her expression rather awkward.

"You're spending the favor I owe you on something as boring as a training ground? Is that really okay?"

"Why wouldn't it be?"

Roy moved to the center of the field. Hearing Julis's displeased question, he actually felt quite cheerful.

"Whenever I train outside, someone always comes to watch. I don't want to be treated like some kind of circus monkey, so of course I want a good place to train."

Roy clasped his hands together with a snap, and drew a gleaming longsword from his palm.

Julis had already seen him perform like this many times in the past week, so it no longer surprised her.

Six days ago, the day after Roy enrolled, he had come to see her, saying he had figured out how to use the favor. Wanting to distance herself, Julis had naturally been willing to listen.

What he proposed was that she share her training ground with him.

Julis was ranked on the front page of the "Named Charts," placed fifth among the "Page One." Within Seidoukan Academy—or rather, among the six academies in the Asterisk City—the "Page One" were a privileged group.

Their privileges included, but were not limited to, having a private single dorm room and exclusive use of an arena as a training ground.

That's right, this multi-purpose arena was Julis's personal training ground.

The moment Roy learned this from Yabuki, he decided he absolutely had to become one of the "Page One."

Among the six academies of the Integrated Enterprise Foundation, there was a common rule: if you defeated an opponent, you could claim their rank on the Named Charts.

In other words, Roy only needed to defeat one of the "Page One" to naturally take their rank.

But to challenge a "Page One" level opponent, there were only two ways: issue a duel challenge, or fight in the monthly official ranking battles.

Generally, students ranked in the "Page One" rarely accepted duels.

Because each one of them harbored ambitions of making a name for themselves in the Phoenix Festa. They all wanted to save their true strength for that event, exploding on the big stage to shock the world.

Accepting a duel easily risked exposing their true power, allowing opponents to discover their weaknesses, so they deliberately avoided duels.

Moreover, official ranking battles had severe restrictions: only strong players ranked on the Named Charts could challenge the "Page One." Someone like Roy, who was unranked, could only challenge those ranked 13th to 72nd, and the ranked players only accepted one challenge a month.

This meant Roy had no chance of immediately becoming "Page One" through official battles.

So Roy thought of using Julis's favor. As the fifth-ranked "Page One," she had a huge arena as a training ground. Sharing some of that space with him wouldn't be a big deal.

Thus, he approached Julis and proposed repaying the favor by borrowing her training ground until the Phoenix Festa.

"That's of course not a problem. But are you sure you want to spend the favor on something like this?"

Julis crossed her arms and furrowed her brows tightly.

"It depends. I could help you solve some very serious problems, meaning you could even borrow the strength of a 'Page One'."

From Julis's position, Roy's simple request was certainly welcome.

But she felt that her repayment didn't match the favor Roy had done for her.

Roy had blocked that arrow of light for her, effectively saving her from a serious injury. She was planning to participate in the Phoenix Festa, and a major injury then would be disastrous.

She thought Roy had done her a huge favor, yet all he asked was to share her training ground—such a return seemed too light.

At the same time, she felt her favor was being undervalued.

"Forget it, I don't need that."

Roy waved his hand, walked to a corner of the field, gripped his sword, and began methodical vertical and horizontal slashes.

"Eh, you don't need it...?"

Julis twitched her eyelids, feeling a nerve in her mind being provoked.

Being a member of the "Page One," hearing she wasn't needed felt like a total slight, and she couldn't help but feel a bit irritated.

"Could it be this guy really is strong?"

Julis secretly watched Roy's training.

It was very rude, but Roy had already said she could look if she wanted, so a little glance wouldn't hurt.

Still, from her perspective, Roy's training was very basic—just swinging and retracting the sword.

It was all very fundamental drills, without any hint of technique.

Even with her rather average, even weak, close combat skills, she thought Roy's swordsmanship was quite ordinary.

Is this guy really strong?

She couldn't help but start doubting again.

Although from his appearance, this guy's physique was perfectly trained and quite appealing as a male, she really couldn't sense the aura of a strong fighter from him. Instead, he gave off more of a hormonal vibe.

Is this the level of someone who looks down on her strength?

Julis felt indignant.

But since she wasn't the type to argue, she shook her head to clear away the distracting thoughts, abandoned Roy in her mind, and resumed her own training.

For a while, heat waves rolled across the arena, flames flying wildly.

Roy kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, fully immersed in his utterly unremarkable training.

Several hours passed in this heavy, dull atmosphere.

Ding dong!

With a clear chime, a spatial window appeared beside Julis.

"What is it?"

"Uh… next is my training time…"

Not sure if it was Julis's cold tone that intimidated her, the voice on the other side of the window sounded a bit timid.

"Is it really time already?"

Julis glanced at the time and snapped back to reality.

"Roy, get ready to leave. It's someone else's turn now."

"Got it."

There were only three multi-purpose arenas in Seidoukan, but a full twelve "Page One."

Julis obviously couldn't hog the arena all day. Her training time was scheduled by the school after her application, adjusted to avoid conflicts with other "Page One."

The arena's gate opened again.

Roy and Julis were about to leave when a silver-haired girl walked in.

The moment their eyes met, the three of them froze simultaneously.

"Toudou Kirin?"

"Julis senpai?"

The atmosphere between the two girls instantly turned strangely awkward.

Roy shrugged helplessly to the side.

Great, he was completely ignored.

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