Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31 - 31: Dueling Really Can Bring Happiness

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Vellian Crowler, Italian.

A professor at Duel Academy, and quite a character—known for ending every sentence with "~no ne" and frequently shouting "Mama mia!"—and, of course, for looking like he's cosplaying Pot of Greed.

He was also the head of practical dueling at Duel Academy.

In other words, the academy's best duelist among the faculty.

Early in the anime, he was cast as a villain, always picking on Jaden. But later, it was revealed he was just steeped in elitist education, disapproving of bad students, but fiercely protective of good ones.

As the story progressed, he grew with the students, proving himself a good teacher at heart.

At this moment, Professor Crowler sat at the chief examiner's seat, watching Kira's duel, lost in thought.

The number one new student had always been his focus. Every year, he'd observe their deck and tactics from the entrance exam, customizing a training plan to help them improve fastest.

But this year's number one...

He couldn't say he wasn't strong, but his dueling was certainly... unique.

"Professor, as you requested, we've pulled up that candidate's deck info," a staff said.

Crowler nodded slightly and opened the faculty terminal to check.

Let's see what deck...

At first glance, he was nearly blinded by the long list of red traps.

"Mama Mia!" Crowler exclaimed in shock.

What the heck is this?

Kira's test deck was mostly Spellcasters and only a handful of monsters.

What about the rest?

A bunch of draw engines like Pot of Greed, Graceful Charity, and then stuff like "Delinquent Duo," "Confiscation," and "Dragged Down into the Grave"—all psychological warfare cards.

The rest was a sea of red—just looking at it sent chills down his spine.

"This... what the...?" Even the other examiners were dumbfounded. "Is he here to win, or does he just have a grudge against the opponent?"

Ms. Fonda, who'd checked candidates at the gate, leaned over curiously; when she saw the decklist, she jumped in shock.

Thinking back to that polite, sunny boy she met at the entrance...

Was this his deck?

Not that she was biased, but anyone seeing this would think he wasn't here to win, but to get revenge.

Crowler fell silent.

By academic standards, this was an unorthodox deck. If a student submitted this as a project, he'd likely fail them without hesitation.

But looking at the examiner, returning to his seat with a thunderous face and a pulsing vein on his forehead...

Well, who won?

Crowler pondered.

Granted, the examiner used a standard exam deck, not his own, so he was at a disadvantage.

This student was certainly creative—maybe even showed rare talent.

Still, to academy professors, this was a side path at best. Not mainstream, not likely to go far among real top players.

But for a first-year, Crowler was very satisfied.

Good, good—a student with ideas and guts. With his years of experience, he could spot a rare talent at a glance.

He quietly decided to add Kira to his list of key protégés for special training. At the start of the term, he'd apply for him to join the elite program—meaning extra deck upgrades and priority for rare cards each term.

He was confident he could steer this wayward genius back onto the right path with the academy's sound, orthodox methods.

He then watched the second-ranked student, Bastion Misawa. Crowler nodded in satisfaction—a strong duelist, obviously skilled at calculation and advantage.

Much more normal.

Crowler felt good about this year's crop.

Just then, a staff rushed over and whispered to him.

Crowler stood up with a snort. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}