For Dolores' curiosity, Alexia didn't want to answer directly, but changed her mind:
"If it were you, what would you be doing?"
She asked her students that, similarly, the eldest princess Yani Stuart, who wanted to eavesdrop, also couldn't hear anything.
"Agreed in advance the offensive methods to be used by the two sides, and made the fighting scene as gorgeous as possible. Finally, it ended with a fairly graphic relative charge. One side fell down and the other stood up, and then greeted the applause of the audience."
Dolores guessed.
"Isn't it better for the two parties to sing another verse, and it's best to be able to express the complicated feelings that they have a crush on each other, but they can't express their true feelings because of their positions?"
Alexia asked next.
"Yes Yes!"
Dolores nodded immediately, and then realized that the teacher was mocking herself:
"And what do you say will happen to Jenkins?"
There was something coquettish in his tone.
"See for yourself."
The field below is foggy, not the gray fog that lingers in the material world, but ordinary pure white fog, which looks a little like water vapor. The fog first appeared from Miss Fabbri's side, and then quickly spread to the entire venue.
Even though the site was expanded more than a hundred times compared to the original, it was still quickly covered by fog.
"This is Princess Sophia's own ability, and she is also quite a great gifter. If she and Anastasia are willing to stay in the material world for a while, I suggest you follow Princess Sophia to study for a while. You are not suitable for my path..."
It's not that Alexia refuses to teach [Theory of Mathematics], but that Dolores really has a headache for those complicated mathematical formulas, and Dolores herself admits this:
"So, who is more powerful than that Princess Sophia and you?"
she asked curiously.
"The comparison depends on all aspects, but I think most aspects will not lose to this ancient princess."
Dolores didn't doubt what her teacher said, but a dark corner of her heart secretly believed that, at least in terms of height, her teacher would definitely not win. Realizing that her thinking was wrong, she immediately held her breath and stopped thinking about messy things, and focused on looking down.
Jenkins also noticed the white fog, so he wanted to get close to his opponent before the thick fog covered the entire field. But when he rushed to the center of the field, the white mist covered his figure.
Afterwards, Miss Fabbri also disappeared in the fog. The fog was no ordinary fog, and no one could see through what happened in the fog.
"Even I can't see through this kind of fog. Anastasia mentioned that this is the fog they collected together in the void, and it is a strange variant that appears after fusing it with abilities. The conditions for use are quite strict. , and only immortal species like princesses and silver dragons that have lived for tens of thousands of years can use it... So, whenever you encounter those ancient creatures, never look at them with common sense in your own eyes."
When the two families were eating, although Jenkins did not reveal the real identities of the two friends, Dolores had already learned the truth from the teacher in private, so she knew that the princess and Anastasia were immortal.
Alexia was talking to Dolores, but the latter didn't care what the teacher said, because she saw a huge and terrifying dragon-shaped black shadow flashing past in the thick white fog.
An uproar sounded around, and Dolores was not the only one who saw the huge dragon-shaped creature. Before she could ask, Alexia explained:
"It's a phantom."
As soon as the words fell, a green beam of light broke through the thick fog, and then there were many shadows of swaying tentacles in the fog, as if the white fog had become a hotbed for tentacles. Those tentacles hidden under the white mist looked like vines, apparently spawned by Jenkins.
"It's still an illusion."
Alexia said again.
The roar of the giant dragon almost broke through people's eardrums in the next moment, and the strong wind blew from the inside of the venue. Instead of blowing away the white mist, it blew off many people's hats.
"It's definitely a dragon! It's the cry of a real dragon!"
Someone shouted from the direction behind Dolores, sitting there were members of the Dragon Worship Cult, and there was limited evidence to prove that the image of their god was a dragon.
"Is this recorded with the phonograph stone Hathaway gave?"
"Yes."
Alexia nodded, then pulled Dolores into her arms, sat her on his lap and hugged her. Before Dolores blushed and tried to push away, the sudden fear from her heart made her subconsciously hug Alexia face to face.
Dolores was trembling all over, and she couldn't control it even if she wanted to. She didn't dare to look back to see what happened below, but hugged her teacher tightly, as if it was a life-saving straw. She couldn't understand the source of this heartfelt fear at all, and Alexia patted Dolores on the back:
"It's okay, don't worry, this is [Aura of Fear]."
This is Jenkins' ability, and he has never used it with all his strength, because this ability does not distinguish between enemy and friend, and has a huge range of influence. With his soul strength and mental strength, the result of all-out urging is what it is now.
Not only Dolores, but most people did not expect the sudden fear to erupt deep in their hearts. Even though most of the people sitting here are powerful gifters, there are only a few people who are completely unaffected like Alexia.
Fortunately, the delegations from the Three Great Kingdoms temporarily left the venue before then, otherwise it would not be impossible for Queen Isabella, who was in poor health, to be frightened to death by this.
The effect of the halo of fear lasted for a long time, and the roar of the dragon hitting the eardrum also appeared from different directions one after another. Suddenly a flash of light erupted from the center of the field below, and then the white light was like the sun being pulled to the ground suddenly, making the people who had finally recovered from the influence of the halo of fear unable to help turning their heads again.
This is of course the function of the [Luminous Orb] inlaid on the top of the cane. As a special item, the only function of this bead is to emit light, so the effect of the light is particularly strong. At close range, even Jenkins dare not look directly at the glowing beads, so we can know what kind of effect it will have when it is fully illuminated.
From the outside of this floating building, the entire building is glowing at this moment, as if the building itself has become the wick of a gas lamp, illuminating most of the city in the morning like late at night.
And during the duration of the white light, the roar of the giant dragon also became weak. The subsequent explosions, vibrations, and the sound of a large herd of goats running around made people want to see what happened there, but no one could see under the strong light.
The temperature dropped sharply, and then a thunderbolt fell from the sky, but because of the barrier of the transparent ceiling, it failed to strike the interior of the building.
There was a loud bang, followed by the crisp chirping of the unicorn, which swept away the panic left in people's hearts because of the halo of fear. But then the aura of decay, which represented death, suddenly spread outward. Fortunately, this fatal attack was spontaneously stopped by the field.
Although people can't see what happened now, they can also guess that the battle between the two is fierce.
At the same time when the dazzling light finally began to fade, a silver beam of light suddenly shot upwards obliquely at a 60-degree angle between the horizontal and the ground, even breaking through the church's defenses and the spontaneous blocking of the Gate of Vientiane.
The people in the high places had to shrink under the chairs, and the beam of light was like the hands of a clock, and like a windmill, it turned around and almost destroyed the entire circle of seats above the venue before disappearing.
The white mist rose and fell, as if there was something huge struggling below. Then the second round of fear halo erupted, and then the giant tree broke through the white mist, covering the field below like an umbrella.
But soon a cool-toned blue flame burst out of the mist, and with crackling sounds, it climbed onto the entire tree. Burning branches continued to fall from high altitudes, and at the same time, the temperature that had been lowered was also rising due to the burning of the trees.
Finally, the blue flame burned the whole tree. The canopy hit the ground, causing the ground to shake again:
"Is this also an illusion?"
Her Royal Highness, who was still holding Alexia in her arms, asked in a low voice.
"This is real."
Alexia replied, then poked Dolores on the forehead:
"You can let go, Jenkins said he would only use the fear aura twice."
The fall of the giant tree caused the white mist to rise and fall more violently, and the black shadow of the giant dragon emerged from the black mist again. This time, it almost rushed out of the white mist, but it seemed to be dragged down by something.
The miserable roar seemed to indicate the damage the dragon suffered, and then the unicorn rushed out of the white mist. This was also the first creature other than the tree to successfully rush out of the white mist since the start of the battle. But soon it rushed into the white mist again, and then never appeared again.
The bloody fountain sprayed into the sky from the east side of the venue, because the height of the spray was too high, and almost everyone in the front row was drenched when it landed. It's easy to tell that it's real blood, but I don't know whose blood it is.
"Miss Fabrice" yelled energetically from the white mist, followed by Jenkins' cold snort with an echo. The conversation between the two was intermittent, and it was impossible to hear what they were talking about. After the conversation disappeared, the fog suddenly shrank towards the center of the venue, and after reaching a certain limit, it spread again like an explosion.
At the same time, three metal-like things were thrown out of the white mist. Under the watchful eyes of the people, three steam bombs exploded into sparks in the air, and the flying shrapnel scattered around and were stopped.
Seeing this scene, Dolores could imagine Jenkins standing under the white mist, throwing the steam bomb vigorously upwards, so she asked in a low voice:
"How did he carry the steam bomb on him?"
Steam bombs aren't something you can stuff in your pocket.