The audience seemed to be excited again when they saw my powerlessness, as if the king's victory was close at hand!

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I gently stroked my necklace with my hand, and no one knew that I was actually determining the location of the key.

What if you can't hold a sword?

I'm a mage by nature, and of course I have to decide my own destiny in the way I do best!

Thinking of this, I no longer intend to pick up my sword again. As soon as he raised his hand, a scorching flame ignited in his right hand and soared into the sky!

This sudden scorching heat made the audience a little surprised.

"Why can't he use the magic array? Looks like it's really a monster! ”

"Oh my god! It scared the hell out of me......"

"See? See! I'll just say he's not normal, and you still don't believe it! ”

Rand looked at me with a solemn gaze at this time, and I saw that the frequency of his Adam's apple squirming increased significantly, and it seemed that he was also nervous.

I know that although he knows that I have a special physique, to be honest, I really haven't used my best in front of him.

I've always been low-key, as inconspicuous as I can, and I'll never be in the limelight. In addition, in order to integrate myself into society more harmoniously, I began to put most of my efforts when using spells into drawing useless magic arrays, and I didn't pay much attention to the effect of spells.

And the current situation is already like this anyway, can it be worse? It's going to be fatal to hide it any longer, so I'll bet on it this time!

Suddenly the snow began to tremble in the air, and although the sunlight could still be seen, the snow was still getting heavier and heavier. The ethereal snowflakes melted when they fell on the body, and it was really cold and biting. I could see the white mist coming out of Rand's mouth as he gasped.

It's colder.

I know it's getting colder and colder, and I'm going to get worse and worse myself, so I need to do it quickly.

Thinking that the cold weather would paralyze my body, I raised my hand and caused a flame to ignite on the ground, heading straight for the Rand. When he was only two or three meters away, it quickly split into two columns, and two loaves of bread surrounded the king's body. At this time, the flames began to soar into the sky, forming an iron wall of flames, and only Rand's figure could be faintly seen from the outside.

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, all worried about the king's plight. I decided to finish him off in one fell swoop, so I jumped straight into the ring of fire and decided to give him a fatal blow.

Unexpectedly, after I entered the fire ring, I couldn't see him for a while. By the time I could react, a dark shadow had appeared behind me with lightning speed. I only felt a chill in my back, and then I saw a slender sword protrude from my chest, and a fishy smell suddenly welled up in my throat, and finally I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's over, Rosa ......," I heard Rand whisper behind my back.

Somehow, I felt like my head was starting to get a little dizzy. The crowd in the arena was cheering, and I felt like the heavens and the earth were starting to spin.

"Hehe, huh...... How do I think it's not necessarily necessary? As I spoke, I suddenly grabbed Randt's arm. Rand was startled and let go of his sword-gripping hand.

But I didn't let go.

I turned around and reached out to pinch his collarbone, I looked at him and said in his ear, "Why, since you are already going to poison your sword, are you afraid that I will touch you?" Your reaction is a bit ironic, Your Majesty ......"

Rand's gaze suddenly froze, and suddenly my right hand began to burn. That's when I noticed that there was a hidden magic circle drawn on the inside of the armor of his left hand.

When did Rand start to do this in a sideways? I just felt a wave of anger rise in my chest that could not be extinguished. As soon as he raised his hand, the flames in his hands disappeared without a trace.

"These little tricks can't win me, have you forgotten my ability? When it comes to spells, you can't beat me! I scoffed, feeling like my mood was getting worse and worse. I caused a primer next to Rand's neck. The introduction instantly emitted light, and even the entire gray sky was lit up. I said to Rand, "It's my ...... this time."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Rand's pupils dilated, and his body began to struggle. I pinched him and didn't let go, even if I wanted to die, I would drag him with me!

Randt's body began to recede, and I punched him hard in the head. Taking advantage of the blind spot in his vision when he was hit by me, I raised my hand vigorously, gathered all my strength, and decided to give him the final blow to his head.

As long as I punch him, his head will be blown out, right?

But if his head cracks, I'll die too, right?

Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered that the original purpose was not so that I could exchange his life for three or five years of freedom? Why are you thinking about how to blow his head off now?

Is there such a desire in my subconscious to let him die?

Of course he deserves to die, Rand and Catherine, mother and son, have harmed me with such a tragic fate, none of them are good, of course they all deserve to die.

But now is not the time to lose my breath, I want to be free, even if it is only for three or five years! This is the extravagant hope that I have been thinking about for all these years, and I want but dare not ask for it! Now that I finally have a chance to get it, how can I let it go!

I unleashed my power, and the light shone over both of us, and it wasn't long before I felt the location of the ruby key on his body. And sure enough, he had it with him!

Now I gripped his hand so tightly that he couldn't move. The distance between us is close enough that as long as I now control my power a little to activate the magic of the two-color gem, it will all be over.

Thinking of this, I took one last look at Rand's face and said one last word to him: "Goodbye, Your Majesty......" Somehow, after saying this, I felt a little nostalgic.

I saw the desperation in his eyes.

I saw that the snow was getting bigger and bigger, building up a thick layer in the arena.

I saw a figure appear next to Gray on the edge of the loose aisle in the auditorium.

…… Why would there be someone else there!

I couldn't help but glance into Gray's neighborhood. He sat near the passage, surrounded by a sparse and small audience. But now I see a person behind him on his left, clearly appearing a person who didn't exist before!

Crimson hair, crimson coat. You can't go wrong! I will never forget that face, it was Augustine, Augustine, the Quartet Lord of Evener City!

I saw Augustine smiling defiantly at me, his right hand gently attached to the back of Gray's neck. As if he hadn't noticed, Gray was still paying attention to the movements on the field with the same solemn expression as before.

Damn it! I should have thought of it a long time ago!

Rand was his contractor, so how could Augustine watch his contractor die? He's threatening me, he's threatening me!

Taking advantage of the moment when I was stunned, Rand seized the opportunity to lift his foot and immediately kicked me aside. I just felt a pain in my shoulder, and I fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Rand seized the opportunity to fart-thigh-press-on-me, and I couldn't move because my body was already a little paralyzed.

Rand got the lead and punched me in the face. I just felt my whole brain buzzing very uncomfortable and I wanted to vomit. His eyes were forced to look at the audience, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

What about Gray? Is he okay?

Thinking of this, I subconsciously searched for his figure. But he saw an even more terrifying scene: although Gray was still sitting in his original position, Augustine had moved next to him at some point. I tried to shout a loud reminder to get out of there, but he couldn't make a sound.

Another heavy punch in the face.

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