My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 170 - 100: National Calamity Level! Ancient Dragon! The Succubus Club President is Going to Use Drugs! (Please Subscribe, Monthly Ticket)_3

Chapter 170: Chapter 100: National Calamity Level! Ancient Dragon! The Succubus Club President is Going to Use Drugs! (Please Subscribe, Monthly Ticket)_3

"All the better, I like going against strong opponents!" David Bladeedge laughed heartily, his eyes ablaze with fighting spirit. He said earnestly, "I’ve long been waiting for a worthy opponent. Hope there’s a surprise in store!"

"Exactly, David’s strength is there for all to see. He’s indisputably the strongest below the Gold-Level!"

"Looks like living in comfort for too long has corroded their fighting spirit. The current batch from Abyss City is average at best!"

"Who knows what kind of Dragonbeast have been bred in the Secret Realm. I’m really looking forward to it. Maybe there will be a Pureblood Dragon Egg."

"You’re dreaming. I’d be satisfied with just a Sub-Dragon Egg."

"..."

The rest of the students did not disagree with these comments, but rather agreed with them. Some even began to fantasize about what kind of Dragonbeast they would get after entering the Secret Realm.

They didn’t pay any attention to Abyss City High School.

The fact of the matter is that while Abyss City is the foremost Border City, it has been too long since it faced any crisis. Its peaceful and easy-going lifestyle could indeed cause one to gradually lose their fighting spirit.

In contrast, although Meteor Star City is located in the Dark Star Region, a bit further from the border, and it is near a major Monster Lair.

Over the years, there have been frequent minor beast waves. Under constant battle, they have grown rapidly, developing a stout and valiant ethos. Naturally, they think little of Beast Tamers who have been promoted in peaceful times.

Sebastian Carter shook his head but didn’t push back against their excitement. After all, this generation of Abyss City students is not weak, but not strong either. The Three Sisters of the Crimson Moon have a significant background and might not participate in the battle. Even if they do, they would only take up three spots.

Moreover, the current batch of students from Meteor Star High School is the strongest in ten years. Among these soon-to-be graduates, there are three Silver High Rank students and one of Silver Peak. These students not only come from good families, but they also have substantial Real Battle experience. They should be able to secure most of the spots.

The reason for their seriousness stems from the fact that this isn’t just about the prestige of the two schools; it’s more akin to an arms race. This race directly impacts future admissions and the allocation of resources by the Alliance.

For instance, the quota for the Secret Realm was provided by the Alliance. The more talents they train, the more support the Alliance provides. The teachers also enjoy numerous benefits, which directly affect their actual interests.

In the afternoon, a bus, having finally escaped City Centre traffic, drove into Abyss City’s number one high school.

By this time, many teachers were already waiting. Naturally, Dream of the Crimson Moon, who is the Student Council President, was also there. And her outfit was drastically different from what it usually is, no longer the JK White Silk.

Instead, she wore a white blouse with a black puffy skirt, which when paired with black knee-length socks, emphasized her fair skin, creating a perfect aura of mystery. She wore high-heeled boots, highlights her slender, long legs, and also brought out her peach-shaped curves.

Compared to her previous schoolgirl style, her current look has an added touch of coolness. Despite her indifferent expression, one could not resist stealing glances at her.

She seemed lost in thought, not knowing what she was pondering...

"She’s beautiful!"

The minute the boys from Meteor Star City got a glimpse of her, they were stunned. The appearance of Dream of the Crimson Moon perfectly met all their fantasies about their other halves.

The girls were also stunned, so much so that they couldn’t even feel jealous. They thought to themselves that it was so unfair.

This charm was entirely beyond human capabilities; it was a universal appeal that transcended genders.

I can do it, sister!

Sebastian Carter and Faye Turner weren’t as excited as these youngsters. Their eyes were solemn as they recognized her as the youngest of the Three Sisters of the Crimson Moon and the Student Council President of this school.

She was a terrifying opponent!

When they got off the bus, they were greeted by Harry Harris, the Head of Education at Abyss City High School, a Peak Golden Beast Tamer, a testament to the respect they were accorded.

As for the School Headmaster, being a Morning Star Beastmaster, he only personally welcomed Beastmasters of the same rank.

Harry Harris was impressed by the group of students who came with a strong will to fight and possessing vast spiritual energy. So, he suggested they have a meal first to refresh themselves from the journey. David Bladeedge, however, who was eager to prove himself as a peacock, simply said:

"Mr. Harris, why don’t we battle first? After all, the meal tastes better after a fight!"

The unspoken meaning was to have the meal as a victory feast, thus showcasing his confidence.

"Sorry, this kid is too obsessed with battles and tends to speak without thinking..."

Sebastian Carter frowned and quickly tried to smooth things over. Harry Harris gave an awkward smile. Since things had come to this, speaking otherwise would seem cowardly, so after discussing with the others, they decided to start the battle and headed towards the Battlefield.

David Bladeedge stole a glance at Dream of the Crimson Moon, who was standing in a corner, but found that she was not paying attention to them. She was calmly looking at the school gate, seemingly waiting for someone.

She must be waiting for family or a takeaway order, right?

He turned to take a look before leaving with the others, only to be surprised by the sight of a handsome young man in black clothes entering through the school gate, although his steps seemed a bit unsteady.

A ripple formed in the calm depths of Dream of the Crimson Moon’s eyes as she walked forward to meet him.

Has White Moonlight got a boyfriend?

David Bladeedge’s heart shattered into pieces at the revelation, trailing behind the crowd in a daze. His beautiful unrequited love had come to an abrupt end.

Especially that man, although he was quite handsome, and had a good temperament, he looked a bit too frail, could he be fond of night revelries?

Damn! I’m even more jealous now!

David Bladeedge was both furious and distraught, deciding to plunge himself into battle to distract from his pain, especially wanting to fight this man to see his true mettle.

"Being resented just for being attractive, it’s difficult to be good-looking."

Meanwhile, Gary Smith, who had just arrived, felt a good amount of resentment directed towards him, and couldn’t help but feel life was tough.

Especially after spending the entire morning in the Dream Prison, even though he was under the [Refreshed] buff support, it only amplified mental strength and did not help recover spiritual power.

He was almost drained, it took a toll on his physical strength, to the point of nearly becoming a shadow of his former self.

Luckily, the gains were not bad. Little Spider’s [Thunderous Sound] skill broke through to Mastery Level, it was able to keep the sound low to almost inaudible and constantly reinforce his body, almost like a semi-passive skill.

Besides, the spider silk had already reached 38% perfect level, it was not far from the first [Reaching the Peak] level skill.

In comparison, Mousie’s progress was average. Most of its skills were Super-tier, moreover after regressing to Elite rank, there were only two mouse incarnations left, but it did contribute to a 10% increase for Proficient Level [Shadow Control].

It should soon break into Mastery Level.

Gary Smith ignored the resentful gaze of Old Man Sinclair from his guard room and noticed the Club President approaching. He was a bit taken aback by her change of style.

He couldn’t figure out why, no matter what Dream of the Crimson Moon wore or how indifferent her expressions, she always gave off a provocative vibe.

Could this be a kind of talent?

It would have been even better if her expressions were disdainful...

Gary shook off these strange thoughts and asked:

"President, what are these people here for?"

"I forgot!"

Dream of the Crimson Moon shook her head, pondered for a moment, and said: "I think they might be... on a school trip."

She wasn’t actually lying. She was daydreaming all day about how to administer the pill to Gary Smith and when she did see him in person, she was slightly taken aback, which lead to her forgetting these non-essential matters.

"Pfft..."

From the shade of a nearby tree, Amber Watson, who had come to join the commotion, spat out the water she had been drinking upon hearing this, and exclaimed in her heart:

They’re here for a duel!

Even I, a bystander, knows that this duel is about the allocation of the Secret Realm quota and the school’s reputation. How can it turn into a casual school trip in your version?

What exactly is your purpose as the Student Council President? Favouring handsome men?

Yet, Amber had heard from her ’BFF’ Evelyn Walker that the real strength of their current Student Council President was already at the level of a Gold Ranked Beast Tamer, equivalent and even surpassing most of the teachers.

A commander duelling against an elite was like a father playing with his son, she was well within her rights to not care about such trivial matters.

Thinking about Evelyn...

Amber felt a pang of sadness. Evelyn had suddenly become detached towards her recently. Although she responded to her text messages, her responses were perfunctory.

It was very likely due to her making fun of Gary which might have angered Evelyn, leading to her feeling all the more guilty about it.

At this rate,

Forget about being lifelong besties or ’grinding queens’, even holding on to their friendship would be a bit too optimistic.