Chapter 80: Those who are truly successful in life should be burned at the stake!

Little Weir once again made a name for himself at Mirdis Intermediate Academy!

Lilith, one of Derek City’s most prominent prodigies, personally delivered lunch to him—a meal almost identical to her own. She brought it directly to Little Weir without any pretense, eliciting gasps from a crowd of teenagers.

Lilith was renowned as Mirdis Intermediate Academy’s most beautiful and noble girl, the object of countless boys’ secret desires. However, her formidable background, brilliant achievements, and exceptional martial prowess deterred these youths.

Even the aristocratic youths who never cared about grades and enjoyed bullying others would retreat in the face of Lilith’s powerful aura.

They had once fantasized about using their family’s influence to get close to Princess Lilith of the Kendall family, but not a single person could endure being near her for even fifteen minutes. As a top student, Lilith always managed to strip you of all confidence.

Can you imagine friends chatting about the kingdom’s history from a thousand years ago? Can you imagine discussing geometric principles in a banquet hall? Can you imagine a young girl brandishing a wooden sword, charging around and hunting rabbits and wild dogs with unerring arrows during an outing?

Imagine this: you’re dressed in what you consider a magnificent gown, carefully styled, and you present a bouquet of roses worth nine gold coins. The girl opposite you suddenly demands that you explain the history, cultivation techniques, medicinal value, commercial value, and classification of roses. Who would know your despair?

But Lilith would accept the roses, simply arrange them to adorn the classroom, and then pull you and the onlookers into a lecture on roses, constantly asking if you remembered and occasionally quizzing you. If you didn’t listen carefully, she’d even ask you to take notes.

Take notes? What notes? I came to confess my love, not to attend a lecture! Roses are just roses; as long as girls like them, giving them as a sign of affection is enough. Who cares how you grow them, their origin, or if they can be used as medicine? Why are you telling me all this? I’m not here to learn, I’m here to confess my love!

Once, the son of a wealthy man had a flash of inspiration and presented an exquisite piece of jewelry to Lilith. However, she proceeded to meticulously explain everything from its design and styling to its color scheme, stylistic features, materials, and suitable wearers, even asking some highly specialized questions. These were professional aristocratic lady’s grooming knowledge questions, which sent the rich man’s son fleeing in panic. He saw that Lilith actually intended to drag him into trying on aristocratic lady’s attire, simply to verify if the jewelry was suitable. Verify what? I’m a man, and you want to verify the suitability of an aristocratic lady’s attire and jewelry on me?! Even worse, Lilith always had a group of young girls around her, ready to help her ‘deal with’ any men who dared to approach.

Lilith’s guard team was enormous, numbering in the hundreds and with no upper limit, both at Nobility Academy and Mirdis Intermediate Academy. While mostly female, there were also some males mixed in. The females called themselves ‘guards,’ and the males called themselves ‘guardian knights.’ Their sole purpose was to exclude any opposite-sex individuals who approached Lilith with ulterior motives. In truth, many were more interested in watching how Lilith would ‘deal with’ those men who tried to get close to her.

But, who can tell us how to deal with an opposite-sex individual Lilith is trying to get close to?

Almost all the students at Mirdis Intermediate Academy knew there was a genius in the academy, skilled in both academics and combat, who never flattered anyone and never actively approached anyone, not even Miss Lilith.

It could be said that Wilder Cran was a banner among the students of Mirdis Intermediate Academy, an existence that would only bring honor and never shame. Not a single teacher in the entire academy was dissatisfied with such a student; rather, they were immensely proud. How should one deal with such a person? Warn him not to get close to Lilith? Haha, he wasn’t even getting close to Lilith; instead, Lilith was actively approaching him, which was even more exasperating. What was even more speechless was that, besides Lilith, Annie, known as the ‘Gentle Little Angel,’ also actively joined in.

Indeed, such a ‘life winner’ should be burned at the stake! Feynman almost incited a riot among the ‘common people’ to overthrow the ‘tyrannical rule’ of ‘tyrant’ Wilder Cran and restore ‘justice’ to Mirdis Intermediate Academy. Little Weir simply asked one question: “Do you still want to copy my homework next time? If not, feel free to court death.” And with that, ‘Freedom Fighter’ Feynman fell silent.

As a mild sis-con, Angor came to Little Weir for his sister, wanting a clear answer. Little Weir could only say that he was still young and wouldn’t consider too many future matters before graduating from a higher academy. For the future, it was still the same: he would marry whoever truly wished to marry him. What could Angor do? In the end, he could only resort to his fists. That’s right, Angor, knowing his swordsmanship was no match for Little Weir, resorted to only using his fists. And then, there was no ‘then.’ Not only was his physical fitness completely suppressed, but Little Weir was also the creator of the “Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist.” He quickly subdued Angor in no time, even faster than with a sword.

Lilith’s guard team mobilized en masse, ultimately deciding to support Annie in pursuing Little Weir. As long as Annie and Classmate Weir became a couple, Classmate Lilith’s pride would prevent her from stealing him away. However, more ordinary male students supported Classmate Weir and Lilith being together, because no matter how confident they were, they knew they couldn’t win Lilith over. So, as a second-best option, Classmate Annie was one of the best girls at Mirdis Intermediate Academy. Grand Demon King Weir was simply too strong, and actively competing with him for a woman was as difficult as ascending to heaven. But what if he voluntarily gave up?

Thus, a strange scene unfolded. Little Weir discovered that two massive factions had appeared around him in the academy. They clashed and conflicted, and all sorts of absurd things happened frequently. It took only a little thought to understand what was going on. Little Weir could only smile bitterly and shake his head. Oh well, a little variety in his dull school life wasn’t so bad; he’d just treat it as watching a monkey show.

For her boyfriend, Annie completely sold out her brother this time. Angor was pushed out to be a ‘spy’ to ‘monitor’ her rival, Lilith, and prevent her from ‘cheating.’ Every evening, he accompanied Little Weir to the Rose Knight’s Club for training. This time, Little Weir told him many precautions beforehand, especially mentioning that the Knight’s Club had official knights who could guide apprentices in training at any time, urging him not to leave immediately after gaining experience, as that was too wasteful.

Angor was first beaten to a pulp before he had a chance to join the training. However, his knight training method wasn’t very advanced. Although it had greatly improved with guidance from the Knights of the Vol Temple, there were still many areas that needed refinement. Little Weir was very generous in guiding his classmate, who was willing to ‘suffer’ with him. It was nothing more than spending a few contribution points to summon the proxy spirit Xiao Wei, who meticulously identified his flaws and made simple improvements, though the effect was remarkably good. The Muscle and Bone Strengthening Method was very precious and couldn’t be easily passed on. Little Weir greatly simplified the “Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist” and taught it to him. Although it was only a training method, it helped Angor immensely.

Molly, who was watching Weir from the side, saw what Angor learned and couldn’t help but get lost in thought. She wondered if the “Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist” was perhaps too high-level. To cultivate it, one needed at least the physical conditioning of a junior knight; otherwise, the effects would be poor and could even harm the body. Just now, Little Weir had actually created a simplified version on the spot, a simplified version suitable for knight apprentices. This kid was simply too monstrous.

She had carefully read, analyzed, and researched the “Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist,” even experiencing it overnight last night. It was indeed an excellent technique, effective even for an advanced knight like herself. However, the requirements were still somewhat high; to promote it, it would need further simplification and lowered requirements. This task, it seemed, would still fall to Little Weir. This kid was simply too useful; it would be a waste not to use him.

When she told Little Weir her idea, he thought about it and casually agreed. This kind of thing also benefited him; the more people who knew it, the deeper he could hide. The knight profession had very strict equipment requirements; once a weapon was lost, combat power was at least 80% weakened. Knowing some unarmed combat would never be a disadvantage. Moreover, Little Weir discovered that Angor actually had a great talent for cultivating the “Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist.” His physique was originally quite tall, and while his agility was not as good as his own, his strength was steadily increasing, with great potential for development. In fact, Little Weir had always believed that the “Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist” was not particularly suitable for him. Compared to the “Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist,” the “Demon Wolf Fist Art” was more suitable for him; strength was not his particular forte, but agility and flexibility were.

Compatibility allowed for better training. Angor’s compatibility with the “Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist” was remarkably high. When Little Weir shared his hypothesis with Molly, she immediately thought of the group of female knight apprentices under her. They rarely excelled in strength; it wasn’t that the “Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist” couldn’t be cultivated, but the effects might not be as good as she imagined. Agility was their primary focus.

“Little Weir, it seems I’ll have to trouble you to try and create a version of the ‘Demon Wolf Fist Art.’ Otherwise, it might be difficult for me to claim this credit.” Molly patted Little Weir’s shoulder, looking very optimistic. “For now, Angor is allowed to come every day, including rest days, until your theory of compatibility is confirmed. I will also find some official male knights to try cultivating the ‘Demon Ox Body Tempering Fist.’ This matter might require family effort and will not be spread externally for now. I’ve noted your contribution. If you need anything, you can tell me directly.”

“Books, more knowledge.” Little Weir didn’t stand on ceremony and directly stated his needs. Those were all contribution points! Without contribution points, how could he cheat? And without cheating, how could he be so awesome?

“From now on, one day each month, you’re permitted to enter the Kendall family’s library.” Molly wasn’t someone who would turn her back on him; she gave him a great privilege. One should know that the Kendall family’s library was not easily opened to outsiders.