[Daily 10,000-Word Update, Subscription Request] Dak Dimon's Encounter with the Fairy Princess (Continued)

Under the gaze of so many eyes, Dark's wand lit up, while Clarissa's wand turned gray. Even the answer she had written on the blackboard crumbled into dust and scattered with the wind.

But her excellent upbringing kept the smile on her face.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

"She actually lost?"

An unreadable glint flickered in Clarissa's eyes.

Miltank also trotted over to Dark's side, raising its head with a solemn look.

Dark swiftly turned around and said to Clarissa, "Senior, please step outside for a moment."

The wand in Dark's hand suddenly began to vibrate violently.

Leomon immediately calmed down from its shared joy, placing a large hand on the hilt of its sword.

Dark gripped his wand tightly and said simply, "I only know a little math."

"Math?" Clarissa felt like she had heard that word before, but she had never paid much attention to it.

"Fine!" Clarissa took a sharp breath.

But before leaving the classroom, she still asked unwillingly, "Why did you solve the second question so quickly?"

"Ah, sure." Dark answered casually, and the wand in his hand suddenly shot upward, completely breaking free of his control.

Clarissa, meanwhile, lightly pushed off with her feet and drifted out of the classroom.

"If you have questions, shall we discuss them after the event?" Dark could not hide the curve of his lips, but the wand in his hand was truly about to break free of his suppression!

Clarissa glanced at the wand and said, "All right. After the event ends."

"Prepare for battle!"

Dark suddenly shouted and quickly retreated toward the door.

She watched as the wand flew up and pressed against the ceiling, then black slime began dripping from it. She immediately turned and left, utterly decisive.

A worm-like monster slowly emerged from the black pool, its