I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

Chapter 66 Luminari Academy Competition (8)

AT THE ARENAThree people moved into the arena — two men and a woman — their eyes surveying the crowd.

"There she is," one of the guys said.

"Did I say I didn't know?" The woman rolled her eyes, making the guy feel a bit ashamed.

"Can you not bully Williams all the time, Ivy?" the other man said helplessly.

These three were Ivy, Darvis, and Williams, returning from a mission issued by the academy.

"Hmph," Ivy snorted, walking towards Alya's direction. Darvis was helpless but couldn't do anything other than follow her.

Alya also noticed them. "How was it?" she asked when Ivy sat beside her.

"We found them but lost them," Ivy said in annoyance.

"What do you mean?" Alya raised her eyebrows, but Ivy snorted, not bothering to reply. Alya looked at her speechlessly before turning to ask Darvis and Williams, who had just arrived as well.

From their explanation, it turned out they had found the target of their mission, and they were weaklings. Because of this, Ivy had been toying with them, playing a cat-and-mouse game until, eventually, the mouse escaped.

When Alya heard this, she finally understood why Ivy hadn't answered her earlier. It turned out Ivy was the reason they lost and ultimately failed the mission. This realization made Alya want to laugh.

She then turned to look at Ivy and was shocked to sense something familiar about her — both her aura and her origin. She looked at her face and found she resembled someone from her awakened memories, someone she used to bicker with day and night.

Alya was surprised but decided to calm her curiosity, choosing to wait for Draco and Xylara to return.

"So, what's the catch? The first years?" Williams chuckled. "Is that your guy — what's his name again? Yes, Simeon. Is he out or still participating?" he added.

"Look over there," Alya pointed to a screen. Ivy and Darvis also wanted to take a look.

They noticed that the entire crowd had their eyes fixed on the same screen Alya had pointed to. When they looked at the screen, they were met with the sight of Champs punching Draco with his golden fist.

"Intent Realm!" Darvis and Williams screamed in their minds. It looked like they had missed a lot, and they cried out internally.

Alya muttered in her mind, "Darling." Her eyes lit up when she saw Draco. At that moment, all her thoughts were consumed by him. She didn't even bother to look at Champs or his glaring golden fist. Even if she had, Champs' use of Intent wouldn't have surprised her as much as seeing her darling again.

They saw the fist hitting Draco, sending him flying and causing a dent in the ground.

"Papa!"

"Darling!"

Two voices called out simultaneously, and suddenly, the entire arena felt a chilling shift in the air. The crowd felt their surroundings grow cold, and an immense pressure descended upon them.

"You both should calm down. Nothing will happen to him. He can't die. You know the academy won't let a genius like him die," Alya soothed them. Their expressions relaxed, and the pressure and cold aura dissipated.

The crowd tried to locate the source of the aura but couldn't. However, the elders and vice chancellor knew it was Ivy. As for the pressure, they assumed it was also her doing.

Darvis and Williams were shocked as they stared at both the child and the woman. Two questions plagued their minds:

Why is Ivy calling Simeon "darling"? Have they met before?

How did they not notice this baby before? This is the second time this is happening.

The second question baffled them the most as they looked at Lyraea in horror. They also didn't know it was Lyraea who had emitted the pressure. Like everyone else, they assumed it was Ivy's doing.

Ivy, however, was looking at Lyraea, who was sitting on Alya's lap, with wariness. She hadn't noticed the child's presence until now, and the strong pressure she had felt from this three-year-old girl made her even more uneasy.

"Who is she?" Killing intent flashed in Ivy's eyes as she set her gaze on Lyraea. Her thoughts were clear. My darling is only for me. I can't let anyone else have him — not even a baby. She was especially wary of Lyraea, whose strong presence unnerved her.

Alya felt the killing intent and facepalmed. She was shocked that Ivy could still recognize Draco as Draco, even though everything about him had changed. This was surprising.

"He's her daughter," Williams casually said. Alya felt like hitting the blabbermouth. He had only made things worse.

As expected, Ivy's eyes filled with rage. Her face twisted with jealousy and wrath. Her darling had fathered a daughter — and it wasn't with her. The realization left her heartbroken, the pain of it pricking her heart deeply.

She turned her gaze back to Lyraea and noticed the striking features she shared with her "darling." Her eyes widened in recognition as she recalled the woman who had taken Draco away when they last saw him at the factory during their

"Agree. You can't beat him alone," Fist said, his voice faint as he disappeared from view.

Fist's words made Champs scowl, his face growing pale.

"Hmph. I agree," Champs said, his tone sharp. "But if I beat you, then you're mine."

Draco grinned. "It's my pleasure. What's your name?"

"Champs," he replied.

"Mine is Draco," Draco said.

The crowd watched as the two of them left their sight, heading deeper into the forest.