CHAPTER 274: CHAPTER 161: ELF MAIDEN, THE NEW GOD OF ARENA BETTING!

Elf School.

Advanced Academy, Free Arena.

This is the venue provided by the school for elves to spar freely.

The Elf School doesn’t produce mere bookworms, but elves who possess both knowledge and strength.

Moreover, due to various occurrences in daily campus life, elves might seek more visible proofs of honor or find themselves in conflicts, and that’s when the Free Arena comes into play.

The school encourages elf students to engage in strength competitions through free sparring.

At the same time, the school provides a ranking list in the Free Arena.

Each victory in the Free Arena earns corresponding points. The top hundred in accumulated points enter the strength competition list and receive corresponding rewards at the end of the year.

It also allows elf students to challenge ranked elves, thereby enhancing their practical combat skills.

When elves engage in sparring competitions, related underground industries—betting—arise.

Whenever famous elves compete, many behind-the-scenes bets are placed, and the school turns a blind eye to it.

Now, in the Free Arena, an elf with long hair, wearing a hat and mask, is squatting in front of the betting stall.

Elves around are staring at this mysterious elf.

And the elf maiden who has herself covered tightly is Lureya.

"She’s bet right 9 times in a row. There’s got to be something shady going on."

"Impossible, each of the last 9 matches had different opponents."

Under the mask, Lureya’s little face is almost tilted with a smile, having earned nearly 100 gold coins.

Hehehe, finally, I can use that move.

Am I labeled a gambling freak by the Elf Race?

But that’s normal.

By relying on the Eye of the Duel that displayed the odds for both parties, the elf maiden successfully predicted the results of 9 spars, astounding the betting elves present.

"The next match is a challenge match between an unranked elf and the 87th ranked elf. The competitors are Fes from the Academy’s 4th year and Ai from the Academy’s 16th year, ranked 87th. Hurry up and place your bets."

The elves looked at Lureya.

Lureya looked at the arena not far away, where the short-haired elf Fes and another older elf walked up from either side.

Could it be my squadmate Fes?

Thinking of challenging someone strong from the rankings?

Let me see how powerful you are.

Eye of the Duel activated!

The effect of the Eye of the Duel is that its owner can simulate a win rate in a fight by examining information and data from both parties. The skill level determines the accuracy.

Therefore, Lureya couldn’t directly see the win rates of the two on stage; she needed an objective reference as a mediator.

Exactly, the reference is me.

Perfect timing to compare my gap with the 4th year’s best.

[Information: Lureya vs Fes]

[Self Win Rate: 9%]

Not even double digits! Is Fes that strong?

Lureya gasped.

[Information: Lureya vs Ai]

[Self Win Rate: 8%]

Seems higher-grade elves are stronger, but not by much. Only 92% to beat me, and Fes is 91%.

Lureya returned to reality, hesitated, and finally decided to trust Fes.

Though they rarely spoke, they were teammates.

Lureya bet 50 gold coins on Fes.

The surrounding elves hesitated, unsure whether to follow suit.

But due to this ranking gap, everyone else bet on the other side.

The spar concluded with Fes barely winning.

Lureya: Gold coins +375

"Woohoo~"

The elf maiden couldn’t resist jumping in excitement, but soon after, her stomach felt warm, prompting her to dash off the arena.

Evey time her stomach felt warm, it indicated movement of the Magic Array.

This is Shami’s warming reminder of using the ring to contact her.

"Why are you looking for me, Shami? I’m busy making pocket money!"

Rushing to a secluded spot, the elf maiden grumbled to Shami, then eagerly shared her joy.

"Bet you didn’t expect this—I made 500 gold coins in the arena this morning, hehe!"

The ring echoed with relief.

"Lureya, you’ve grown up. It’s good that the Demon Envoy is someone like you. Give me all the money, and I’ll give you the Most Beautiful Worker award at the Demon Race’s year-end commemoration."

"I never said I’d give it to you! That’s completely useless!"

The elf maiden protested unhappily to the ring.

"By the way, why did you suddenly contact me?"

"Oh, nothing much, just feeling that it’s quite dark and cramped here, even breathing feels a bit difficult. If I don’t chat with someone, I might get mania or claustrophobia, and lose myself here."

"Where are you then!"

"Me? I’m at the bottom of a mountain crevice, probably below the horizon. I don’t know exactly, but I can’t see sunlight here. I’m slowly moving sideways, creeping along a snake-like vine beneath, with wet rocks on the right, and the narrowing crevice space makes it feel like the mountain is closing in, the gap shrinking."

In the southeastern part of the Aoja Kingdom, in the depths of a mountain crevice, Shami is exploring while talking to Lureya.

"That’s a fully immersive explanation! Why are you there? Bored enough to try extreme sports?"

"No, searching for materials for goblin resurrection. Said to be in the depths of the mountains."

Upon hearing that, the elf maiden swallowed nervously.

"Gob, goblin?"

"Yes."

"Shami, you revived the Minotaur without asking my opinion when I wasn’t around, I was already a bit upset. Now you want to resurrect goblins, both creatures have bad reputations in Elf Race records, especially goblins..."

The elf maiden muttered.

Generally, goblin tales aren’t gentle, filled with violence, crowds, slip-ups, beasts, elements far from the elf maiden’s preferred story type.

"I thought about this issue too."

Shami continued advancing in the crevice, scouring ahead another dozen meters, the crack widened, and she entered to find a hidden cavern.

A naturally formed small cavern, Shami took the lighting crystal and began inspecting the stone walls, continuing her chat with Lureya.

"That’s why evil goblins are completely untrustworthy."

"But if you birthed goblins, wouldn’t you accept them easier?"

The ring was silent for a moment.

"Were you originally a goblin, Shami?!"

Hiding in the corner, the elf maiden shook her head rapidly, looking painfully at the ring.

"No! I don’t want to be pregnant with goblin babies! Shami, you’re a villager, right? Your original identity is a villager!"

The elf maiden panicked, as victorious laughter from Shami echoed through the ring.

"Hahaha~ Finally found it—the Goblin Fossil Crystal!"