Chapter 319: Lanqi can still have a full hatred value even in the audience

The wind blew past the edge of the stands, carrying with it the bloody smell of a slaughterhouse.

“…”

Viscount Leven Kingston stared intently below.

His heart was filled with confusion, puzzlement and panic.

...Is this really the gentle and kind boy he met three days ago?

The unsolved mystery is obviously related to the young man and woman next to him.

Viscount Leven Kingston glanced at Lanqi and Sid standing beside him.

Lanqi was still stroking the little black cat in his hand, with a smile on his face, as if he was very pleased with the transformation of his student.

And Sid still leaned back in his chair calmly, his palm lightly supporting his cheek.

The Viscount's throat trembled slightly, but he finally swallowed his saliva.

He was originally planning to ask whether the tragic plight of the Ghost Party these days was related to the two of them, but he subconsciously stopped talking.

Because they were so calm and composed and treated life as worthless, Viscount Kingston instinctively felt fear.

It was as if the people sitting next to him were not two humans.

Gazing from afar at Char's blood-stained appearance, who looked like he might die at any moment, Viscount Levin Kingston felt as if every blow from the knife was aimed at him.

Suddenly, the noise in the arena once again rushed to Viscount Leven Kingston's ears, making him feel back to reality. He sat back in his seat with a feeling of dizziness.

"Excuse me, what happened to Char? Why did he become like this?!"

Out of a sense of responsibility as an elder, Viscount Leven Kingston still asked the two of them firmly in a deep voice.

No matter what, he treated Char as his own son.

At that time, he invited Char to walk and chat in the mansion, and told Char that he and his deceased father were old friends, that Char and Lilith met in the imperial capital when they were children, the changes in the Snowfield Province today, and the changes in Lilith because of meeting Char and the efforts she has made over the years.

He knew that Char would be inspired by this and perhaps awaken something, but he would not become like this!

Hearing this, Lanqi tilted his head slightly with a slight smile.

"According to the most orthodox education method of our school, I gave him individual guidance and special training, and he did not disappoint me, and successfully gained the power to protect his loved ones."

Lanci replied.

The course content is to suppress bandits. A man who wants to inherit a territory must also take on the responsibility of protecting the people in the territory.

Love and justice coexist, not only achieving educational targets, but also being full of merits and doing good things.

When Hyperion finds out, she will definitely praise herself.

"Protoss Royal School of Magic...?"

Viscount Leven Kingston was surprised.

Although this school is said to be very harsh, would they really train people like this? This person looks just like an elite demon officer, okay? ! "That school... he doesn't need to go there anymore."

Lanqi smiled again.

"Of course if he wants to go to Helrom with Lilith, I will write a letter of recommendation for him."

“…”

Viscount Leven Kingston stroked his forehead, completely and utterly confused as to what was going on.

He knew that Char had failed the special admissions exam. If he took the recommendation route, even if he was a senior professor in the school, there would only be one or two spots every three years, which would usually only be given to more outstanding students. It would be impossible for Char to be promoted just for the sake of face.

He shook his head.

"…But if they keep fighting like this, Char will really die. How can he win?"

Viscount Levin Kingston could put everything behind him. He was only worried about Char's safety. "Could it be that his mental state has also changed? That is his trump card?"

So far, Char has not used the umbrella in battle, as it seems that it will only affect his performance in fierce close combat. Although it seems that the umbrella has not changed at all, maybe it has some kind of second stage or something like that! "No, I have not changed Char's original intention and heart."

Lanci shook his head.

Whether before or now, he has never changed the nature of others, but only satisfied and realized the wishes and demands of others, allowing them to find true happiness.

“……?!”

This made Viscount Levin Kingston tremble with disbelief and turn his head to look at the venue.

Char has changed so much now, but his weapon has not changed at all...

This means that his mental image has really not changed at all from beginning to end...

If he really fulfilled his own self and became like this, then what kind of pure and strange evil existence would he be now? In the arena.

There were still flashes of swords and splattering blood, and the battle was progressing very quickly. It shouldn't take too long to decide the winner.

At present, it seems that the obviously stronger Viscount Dean has the advantage.

The assassin and the warrior exchanged blood, and the winner was clear at a glance! "Get ready to die!"

Dean was almost going blood-thirsty, and his sword-holding hands burst out with dazzling power, accompanied by lightning and sword energy, and suddenly chopped down at Xia's body.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This bastard actually dared to confront me head-on and make me suffer like this.

He had never been so embarrassed or suffered such a thing since he was a child!

He was very sure that even without his father's guarantee, he would kill this bastard named Xia today.

But the good thing is that after fighting for such a long time, although I was injured, it was obvious that Char was going to collapse first. Even if Char dodged this attack, I would be able to kill him quickly.

When the sword was about to hit Char, leaving him with no way to avoid it, Dean also laughed wantonly!

No matter how torturous the process just now was, when the battle was over, victory was achieved, and the opponent was killed, he would get unimaginable happiness!! The next moment.

With a loud bang, the sword seemed to have hit an extremely hard barrier, causing Dean's hands to become numb and unable to press down any further.

Char's expression regained its composure, and he looked at him calmly, blocking his attack with a transparent barrier umbrella.

Then, Char began to ignore Dean, took out a few purple rare magic cards of the [Error Slow Healing] type, and cast continuous healing magic on himself.

"!!"

Dean looked at the crazy Char who now calmly entered a state of stopping the war and immediately understood the seriousness of the problem.

This kind of healing spell with a long casting process can usually only be comfortably cast by a nurse standing in the back row with the casting space for melee professions, and the purple rare-level healing magic multiplier is already very high, and with the negative effects, I'm afraid the healing rate will have to be even higher.

Char's magic attribute is not bad. Even though he is a second-level assassin, he can learn first-level pink sacred magic. His magic talent is a bit outrageous for an elf.

Dean, who originally thought he was about to win, saw that Char was beginning to use this barrier that was difficult to break even with a fourth-level attack to almost fill up his nearly exhausted state right in front of him! Dean's eyes widened, not only were they bloodshot, but even his hands were shaking.

In a remote place like Kingston City, it is impossible to buy so many high-quality abnormal cards like [Error Slow Healing].

Someone must have given it to Char.

Who is it? ! !

Then, Dean's eyes suddenly locked onto the audience, and Ranch, who was watching the game with a smile in the distance.

I had met him once before, and that guy gave me the impression of being a healing wizard. After all, the woman next to him was also a warrior, so he was the only one who could carry these underworld magic cards.

However, in the face of such attention, Lanqi just gave Dean a thumbs up with great positivity, encouraging him to keep going.

Suddenly.

Looking at Lanqi's mockery from a distance, Dean felt like he was about to spit out blood as he had no way to deal with Char.

He stood in the middle of the field, seemingly forgetting the pain and even starting to lose his sanity.

"Whether I can kill Char or not, I will kill you today!!!"

Dean roared hysterically towards the audience, his shrill voice almost tearing the sky apart.

(End of this chapter)