Chapter 68 – What a Bunch of Deadweights!
‘Knight-class Divine Maiden Cardian of Team 38 has been defeated by Knight-class Divine Maiden Astrid of Team 45.’
‘Heavy Artillery-class Divine Maiden Bray of Team 38 has been defeated by Knight-class Divine Maiden Astrid of Team 45.’
‘Divine Son Akai of Team 38 has been defeated by Knight-class Divine Maiden Astrid of Team 45.’
‘Team 38 eliminated entirely.’
With the cold announcement, Astrid sheathed her sword. The battlefield shrouded in silver moonlight had no more enemies to face her.
“As expected of Your Highness. Among the new students of our year, there’s no one who can match you as an equal opponent.” The wood elf girl holding sword and shield gazed at Astrid, her eyes filled with little stars of admiration.
“Everyone, please don’t move. Relax.” The sea elf girl with blue curly hair held her staff in one hand, chanting scripture to activate her divine authority. Her voice was like an orchid in an empty valley, melodious and pleasant, resembling the sacred hymns sung by church choirs, like basking in warm sunshine on a winter day.
A thin layer of golden gauze fell upon the shoulders of these graceful figures, like a sacred spring with rippling light, as if everyone was elevated in this flawless radiance.
“Thank you, Sister Hanyuan, you’re such a big help~” The wood elf girl blinked her eyes cutely and playfully thanked the sea elf girl named Hanyuan. Under the warm sunlight, the minor wounds on her body quickly regenerated and healed.
“All I can do is ease everyone’s injuries and fatigue after battle.” Hanyuan shook her head. “Compared to Your Highness, my contribution is insignificant.”
“Taking first place this time is all thanks to Your Highness. I feel like the rest of us are just accessories hanging off Your Highness, dispensable.” The wood elf girl half-joked.
“Everyone is necessary and irreplaceable.” Astrid said this while gazing into the distance.
“What a shame that Princess Sophia won’t officially enroll until next year. I actually think with Your Highness’s strength, bringing along the unawakened Princess Sophia would be completely fine.” The lively wood elf girl lightly tapped her knuckles against her head.
“But Princess Sophia probably wouldn’t agree to that anyway.” The second elf princess, Sophia Aureniman, was a very competitive child—this was well known within the elf clan. Rather than smoothly sailing through with her sister paving the way, she preferred to demonstrate her own worth through her own power.
After all, Sophia was the one who constantly declared she wouldn’t let her sister marry anyone and would marry her sister herself someday. Whenever her sister was mentioned, her competitive spirit and pride would become extraordinarily strong.
“Very good, it took less than ten minutes total.” The elf Divine Son with shoulder-length hair and plain glasses looked at the pocket watch in her hand and nodded slightly.
“Everyone, did you just hear the secret realm’s announcement?”
“Of course we did. Your Highness Astrid got four kills in a row—the broadcast was crystal clear.” The wood elf girl obviously didn’t understand what her Divine Son meant. “I imagine the teams that heard that kill announcement are probably scared silly by now.”
“No, I don’t mean that. I mean the kill announcements other than Your Highness Astrid’s.” The female Divine Son frowned.
“Kill announcements other than Your Highness’s?” Hearing this, the wood elf girl brushed aside her beige hair and covered her mouth with a charming laugh. “Divine Son, did you mishear? It’s only been half an hour since entering the secret realm. How could anyone get kills before Your Highness?”
Since they had just been in combat, not everyone had listened carefully to the broadcasts.
“There were.” Before the Divine Son could speak, Astrid took over the conversation.
“Eh?…”
“Just now, while we were fighting this team…”
‘Divine Son Pick of Team 57 has been eliminated by Ranger-class Divine Maiden Tillisa of Team 30.’
‘Team 57 eliminated entirely.’
Before Astrid could finish speaking, a cold broadcast announcement reached everyone’s ears. The entire area fell silent.
“…Tillisa? That name sounds familiar… Oh right, I think that was the blonde girl from outside the secret realm earlier.”
“She eliminated an entire team??” The wood elf girl couldn’t believe it. “If I remember correctly, that girl’s team only had two people, and only she could be considered combat-ready…”
With that, all three graceful elf girls turned their gazes to Astrid.
Tillisa’s Divine Son was a human named Dilin, and that Dilin was precisely the former Divine Son that Astrid couldn’t forget.
“Winning first place might be more difficult than we imagined.” The elf Divine Son looked thoughtful.
“I don’t think it’s anything special. Perhaps that Miss Tillisa just happened to encounter opponents who weren’t very impressive—that’s certainly possible, isn’t it?” The wood elf girl seemed rather dismissive.
“Perhaps, but being able to eliminate an entire team in such a short time means her strength absolutely can’t be underestimated.”
“But there’s also good news.” The elf Divine Son changed her tone. “It wasn’t just Team 57 that was eliminated—that Miss Tillisa’s Divine Son was eliminated too.”
“…” Astrid placed her hand on her exquisite curved sword’s hilt and said nothing.
She… hadn’t been able to protect him?
Astrid unconsciously tightened her grip on the sword hilt.
“It was probably due to poor protection during the chaos of battle. Without her Divine Son, no matter how capable a Divine Maiden is, there’s still a limit to the strength she can display, especially when she’s alone.” The elf Divine Son analyzed.
After reassessing Tillisa’s strength, Team 45 set out again.
Regardless of what Tillisa’s actual strength was, they hadn’t encountered her yet, and the elf Divine Son estimated they probably wouldn’t encounter her in the short term.
The entire team continued forward under the Divine Son’s leadership.

A few minutes earlier.
“May I ask your honorable name, sir?”
“…Pick. Currently, I’m the Divine Son of Team 57.”
“Mr. Pick, then. I mean no offense.” The blonde girl carrying a great bow placed one hand behind her back and lightly grasped her wrist with the other, bowing slightly. Her snow-white, round thighs curved beautifully as she bent down with her shapely buttocks.
“…So, Miss Tillisa, what would you consider offensive?” Pick twitched at the corner of his mouth, pinned to a tree by a light arrow that had pierced through his collar.
“I’m sorry, sir. We are enemies, so even though you’re just a Divine Son without combat ability, I can’t ignore you.”
“We each came to this battlefield carrying different wishes. Every one of us should show our enemies the greatest respect and give our all. If I were to ignore you, that would be looking down on you.” Tillisa placed a hand over her heart. After speaking, she raised her longbow and condensed a light arrow.
“…” Well, thanks a fucking lot!
Looking at the stunningly beautiful girl whose eyes sparkled with sincerity, Pick swallowed the curse words that had reached his lips.
Just his bad luck, encountering these three deadweights. Next time he’d learn his lesson—no matter how strong they were or how impressive their backgrounds, if Divine Maidens wouldn’t follow orders, he absolutely couldn’t take them.
Just moments ago, this unlucky Divine Son had rushed to the scene at a pace that nearly wore out his legs, only to receive the devastating news that his teammates had fallen.
And when they fell, all three fell at once. Pick had barely recovered from this emotional roller coaster and had wisely decided to try extending his survival time as much as possible when he ran straight into Tillisa.
Then this scene unfolded—the exhausted Pick found himself pinned to a tree by Tillisa.