Baiyi could not help but suspect that Aya was not from the Dragon Knights, but from a certain file factory in Minsk.
'Isn't this a little too biased towards Mordred's side?' Mia and the owl were useless in a tug-of-war, and Kitsune was tall and strong, so it was obvious that she had a lot of strength. Laeticia was a Saintess-in-training who could wield a spear, which meant that she was much stronger than the average girl. Most importantly, there was Mordred. No matter how weak she was, she was still a dragon!
On the other hand, what about her opponent? Tisdale, the former noble lady? Mia-level contestant? Nota the Fairy? She did not even have the strength to speak. Vidomina, the former noble lady? If she had the strength of a certain size, she might have a chance. Without the War God's Sword, she was just a cute girl! The last sunflower … What's the use of a potted flower for?
Baiyi hurried over, ready to put a stop to the battle. However, before he could get close, Aya gave the signal to start.
Thus, a surprising scene appeared. What should have been a one-sided battle turned out to be an even match? It was a stalemate.
Baiyi took a closer look and realized that the students were not in a tug-of-war like the ones on Earth, where they were struggling with the ropes until their faces turned red. Instead, they were standing on both sides of the ropes. Everyone, including the owl and the sunflower, had their eyes closed. Their hands were raised above the ropes, and their palms were emitting bursts of light. Most of the students were emitting light blue light, which represented mana. The Kitty Cat Maid's light was orange, which represented combat chi. Laeticia's light was pure white, which represented holy energy.
'Releasing energy? 'Interesting …' Baiyi thought to himself. He moved closer and observed the ropes used in this tug-of-war. Although they were thick and looked like ordinary hemp ropes with a strip of red cloth tied to them, Baiyi's psychic energy told him that they were not as simple as they seemed. Not only were the ropes floating in the air, but they were also slowly spinning under the influence of various forces. The red cloth in the middle was also spinning, moving left and right.
The stalemate lasted for a while. Suddenly, Mordred furrowed her brows and let out a whine. Then, the rope spun faster and faster, and the red line quickly moved towards Mia. Finally, it crossed the kitty coin bank that was used as a marker on the ground.
'So, they won?' Baiyi thought to himself, 'This team arrangement is really illogical. Mia, who has unlimited mana, is really a bit against the rules. But then again, Aya doesn't know this, so I can't blame her for that.' Baiyi thought to himself.
However, when Mia opened her eyes, her face was filled with disappointment and dejection. The fox's tail, which had been raised high, drooped down as if she had lost the bet. Did Baiyi really think that she had lost the bet? Mordred said to her teammates apologetically, "I'm sorry … I couldn't control myself …" She then turned to look at Aya, who had come over to comfort them. "Mom … I didn't do it on purpose … Ouch!"
Before she could finish, Aya flicked her forehead, mimicking Baiyi's technique. Then, with a stern face, she said, "Didn't I say it before? Don't call me mommy in class! Call me teacher! "
"I'm sorry, teacher. I know …" Mordred said, clutching her forehead.
"Then, according to the rules set by your teacher, the winner gets to enjoy the cake and desserts, and the loser will be punished!" Aya continued, and Tisdale's team cheered happily. They ran to a nearby table, where five plates had been placed. Each plate was covered with a cover, and a knife and fork were placed beside it.
As for the loser … Aya was already standing in front of Little Mia. Ignoring the fact that Mia was Baiyi's favorite daughter, she grabbed both of Mia's cheeks with her bare hands, as if she was a toy. Then, she began to play with Mia's soft cheeks.
"Ugh … Teacher Aya, please be gentle … If you use too much force, it'll turn ugly …" Little Mia begged.
Aya smiled gently. "Your skin is so soft and smooth, Mia. No wonder Miss Hope likes to pinch your cheeks so much." Mia nodded. "That's right.
She said it was a punishment, but Aya did not use too much force. After playing with Mia's cheeks for a while, she rubbed her face against Little Mia's and let her go. Then, she smiled and grabbed the fox's face. "This fur is so soft … If I could wrap it around my neck …"
The fox was so frightened that it began to tremble again. It was as if Aya was going to skin it and make it into a fur coat.
Tisdale's voice came from behind, and she lifted the fox's hand. "Teacher Aya, why are there only four pieces of cake here?"
"That's right, there are only four pieces. I couldn't help but eat one when you were competing," Aya replied with a smile. She let go of the big fox and ran off to torment her daughter.
"Then … What should we do if there are only four pieces?" Tisdale muttered, and she returned to the winner's team.
Sunny the sunflower twisted and twisted, and with its vines, it said, "It's okay. You guys eat it. I don't like it."
"How can we do that?" Nota the fairy objected. "This is no ordinary food! It's the fruit of victory that everyone worked hard to win! We should all share it!"
"You can have my share!" The Kitty Cat Maid stood up, picked up a knife and fork, and cut half of the cake. She handed it to the sunflower. "I'm the weakest, so I contributed the least."
"No way! This is not a contest of strength; it's a test of our teamwork! Everyone's contribution is equal!" Tisdale took her cake and cut half of it. "As the team leader, I should be the one to share it with Sunny."
Thus, after a round of modesty and evasions, the original four pieces of cake were cut into many pieces and piled together. It became a lot uglier and was far less beautiful than before. However, it could still be divided into five portions, allowing each student to enjoy the fruits of victory that belonged exclusively to the team.
Aya, who was still trying to mold the owl into the shape of a dragon, could not see what the winners were doing behind her, but from their conversation, she could tell that they had made the right choice. Aya nodded in satisfaction.
Baiyi, who had been watching from the sidelines, nodded to himself. He even gave Aya a thumbs up. The dragon-lady's teaching skills were much better than he had imagined. Perhaps the lesson that she was about to teach to the winners was the real focus of the lesson.
Baiyi broke out of his invisible state and suddenly appeared, clapping his hands at Aya.
"Ahhh!" Aya was startled, and couldn't help but let go of the owl in her hand. The owl, which had been kneaded out of shape, wriggled for a while, and returned to its original round-headed appearance.
"That was a wonderful lesson, Miss Aya," Baiyi said seriously.
"Don't scare me with your sudden appearance!" Aya pouted. Then, she looked at Baiyi expectantly. "Did you see everything?"
"Yeah, I've been watching. It's really exciting!" Baiyi repeated.
"That's good. I was worried that a traditionalist like you wouldn't be able to accept a lesson like this …" Aya patted her chest and smiled sweetly.
Strictly speaking, Aya's teaching philosophy was quite advanced. Lessons like teamwork and cooperation definitely couldn't be taught in the classroom like theoretical lessons. On the contrary, this kind of practical teaching method was more reasonable. In this aspect, Aya had indeed displayed the qualities of a professional instructor.
As for the strange rope, Baiyi had examined it carefully. It was made from a magical plant known as the Windmill Grass. The plant looked like a paper pinwheel, and its three leaves would spin gently in the wind, just like a windmill. That was how it got its name, and it was a popular toy among children.
What was special about the Windmill Grass was that it was very sensitive to all kinds of energy. Just a little bit of mana or combat chi would cause the leaves to spin. Hence, the dragon knights had twisted the Windmill Grass into a hemp rope and made it into this special teaching tool. Aya had then brought it to Baiyi's side.
The people on the left and right used a fixed frequency and amplitude to stimulate the hemp rope. If everyone did it properly, the rope would remain in its original state without any reaction. However, if one of the people released the force at a wrong frequency or exerted the force improperly, the rope would start to spin, and the red line would move in that direction.
That was why Mordred had lost control of her energy, causing the rope to spin so fast that it had lost the match.
It was a very interesting little game. As for why the dragon knights had chosen to make this high-end tool, which was used to train teamwork and control of energy, into a hemp rope, it was probably because of the dragon knights' weird sense of humor. Or maybe it was because the Windmill Grass was a relatively tough plant, which was why the dragon knights had to use it as a tug-of-war rope.
"This rope is very interesting. It's a great way to train teamwork. Not just five people, but two or three people would work as well," Baiyi said, after weighing the strange rope in his hand.
"If it's just two people, you don't have to use it. This will do," Aya said. As she spoke, she took out a dried windmill grass from her storage pouch. It seemed to have been solidified by magic. She held it in her hand and stimulated it with a bit of magic. The leaves rustled and began to spin.
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