030 Who's the loser

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"Mr. Ogro, you just appeared in the dueling arena with the flash technique, and your skillful spell application skills are admirable. But that doesn't mean you can interfere with the duel at will. Gordon sneered and glanced to the side.

Ogro scurries into the gladiatorial arena, and Dorne has arrived with the duel witnesses and the platinum priest who maintains order.

"The duel is over, you've won, haven't you?" Ogro said, with an elven epilogue in his tone, "You have proven your honor with a sacred duel. Hao Lin is a loser, and he must bear the consequences of spreading rumors. However, as his teacher, I don't want to see him pay with his life. ”

Ogro said, chanting a spell, and a small metal box suddenly appeared from the void and fell at Gordon's feet: "There are some gadgets in this box, I hope you can accept it as an apology." ”

Gordon opened the box, glanced at it, and said secretly: "It is worthy of being a ninth-level mage, and he is really generous." ”

He quietly put the metal box into the dimensional bag, nodded and said, "Hao Lin's life is yours." ”

"Thank you for your kindness."

Just as Gordon was talking to Ogro, Hao Lin, who was lying on the ground, suddenly woke up.

The humiliation and resentment of defeat distorted his psychology more and more, and the noisy voices around him, as if smeared with poison, kept corroding his only remaining sanity.

"Bastard! I'm not losing, I'm going to kill Gordon! ”

Hao Lin, who lost his mind, struggled to take out a crossbow from his robe, aimed at Gordon, and pulled the trigger.

Gordon was talking to O'Gro, his vision obscured for the most part. It wasn't until the spectators around him shouted in surprise that he noticed a crossbow bolt flying towards him.

At this moment, the statue of the platinum dragon god Bahamut suddenly bloomed with a golden light.

The light was like a living thing, first knocking the flying crossbow bolt to the ground, and then turning into a chain of imprisonment, binding Hao Lin.

"Lord Bahamut has appeared!"

The first to react were several Platinum Temple priests, who immediately knelt down to the idol and prayed sincerely. The rest of the Bahamut believers also prayed. Even those who believe in other gods bow down to the dragon god statue as a sign of respect.

After that, almost everyone poured out their anger on Hao Lin.

"Despicable! After the duel, he even sneaked up on the winner! ”

"Lord Bahamut has punished him!"

"It seems that the news that Gordon Mage sells shoddy magic potions is indeed a rumor."

"Of course, a guy like Hao Lin, who is even more despicable than an inferior demon, can't believe everything he says."

The chatter in the crowd reached Gordon's ears. The victory in this duel, coupled with the unexpected divine power displayed by Bahamut, completely drove Hao Lin into the abyss. His credibility has been completely bankrupt, and the rumors against Gordon are naturally self-defeating.

Ogro looked at his student and shook his head, with a disappointed expression on his face: "Hao Lin, from the day you became a student, I taught you to be honest and have a sense of honor, but you have completely forgotten these things. From now on, I have nothing to do with you. ”

Gordon knew that Hao Lin was finished. Not only did he lose the duel and his reputation was discredited, but even his teacher abandoned him, and the former three-ring mage, the city's elite, had fallen into a bottomless black hole, and I am afraid it would be difficult to turn over.

However, the blow to Hao Lin is not over yet.

The Platinum Templar Priest and four Guardian Warriors of the Templars surround Hao Lin, who was mortally wounded.

"Master Hao Lin, how do you explain your behavior of attacking Master Gordon after the duel?" The priest applied a treatment to Hao Lin, barely stabilized the injury, and then questioned with a stern expression.

Ferredon has the Platinum Church as the state religion, and the Bahamut priests, who advocate justice and fairness, have law enforcement powers in many places, and Blue Water City is no exception.

Hao Lin opened his mouth in the face of questioning, his face was as ugly as rancid milk, but he couldn't say a word.

"Violation of the rules of the duel will result in deprivation of citizenship and ten years of hard labor." Every word that came out of the priest's mouth pushed Hao Lin further into despair.

After a change of words, the priest added, "However, you are a mage and have extralegal privileges. As long as you get Mr. Gordon's understanding, you will be spared. ”

Deprivation of citizenship means not being able to join any professional guild, not being able to find any legal work, or even entering the city without amnesty. And ten years of hard labor, for the destruction of a mage, even more makes Hao Lin shudder when he thinks about it. There's a good chance he'll never be able to take a step forward on the path of magic because of this.

Hao Lin gritted his teeth and staggered to his feet. He bowed deeply to Gordon and said in a hoarse voice, "I apologize most sincerely to you for my previous hostile acts. Please forgive me for all my evil thoughts because of my distortion and meanness. ”

Gordon could even hear Hao Lin gritting his teeth, and you can imagine how uncomfortable and short of breath he felt when he said this.

He felt refreshed.

"I accept the verbal apology," said Gordon unhurriedly, "but words alone cannot make up for my loss." ”

"I understand." Although Hao Lin's heart was dripping blood, his hands trembled, and he handed his dimensional bag to Gordon, "The opening password is 'miso-1a-uno', I hope these things can calm your anger." ”

Gordon unceremoniously took the dimensional bag, not paying the slightest attention to Hao Lin's twitching corners of his mouth and his dead expression.

Mages generally put their most precious and valuable things in dimensional bags and carry them with them. Gordon took the dimensional bag, which was equivalent to taking over most of Hao Lin's property. He opened the bag, examined it, and suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and took out a book.

"Dasong's Plastic Energy Spell Experience".

Gordon stroked the textured animal skin cover, and felt like he had lost it. He shook the book in front of Hao Lin: "Now, do you know who is the winner and who is the loser?" ”

"Loser...... Underdog...... Losers ......"

Three dazzling big words kept echoing in his mind, Hao Lin didn't expect that he once claimed to be a winner and used a loser to humiliate Gordon, but in the end, he would actually take retribution on himself. Hao Lin spat out a mouthful of blood again, attacked his heart in anger, and fainted to the ground.

"This ......" Seeing Hao Lin fainting again, Pastor Platinum looked embarrassed.

"Master Hao Lin and I have reached an understanding, you can carry him into the temple for healing, and I believe that this mage should still have gold coins to pay for the magic." After Gordon finished speaking, he glanced at Hao Lin with pity.

Even if the punishment is exempted, it will not change the fact that Hao Lin has completely failed.

Gordon ended the duel with complete victory. He joins Donne, Pastor Jack, and Douro, who is too late to celebrate the victory. Gordon originally wanted to invite Renus, who had helped him a lot, to go with him, but now the female paladin had quietly left at some point.

Adventurers and townspeople witnessed a wonderful spell duel, which was enough to serve as a long conversation point for them to spend the long, boring hours of winter by the warm fireplace.

The only dissatisfaction was probably Dunwell Ritter.

Upon witnessing Hao Lin being defeated by Gordon's Missile Storm, he ordered the coachman to drive the carriage out of Platinum Square.

The luxury carriage for the eldest son of the Ritter family stopped at a remote river beach on the banks of the Bishui River.

"Bastard! Bastard! That damn Gordon Freeman, the one who should have been cursed by the gods to shed pus, why did he win again this time? Dunwell drew his noble rapier and vented his anger at a poor willow tree.

The coachman hid in the distance and kept silent, for fear that he would become the target of the eldest young master's anger.

The father and son of the Ritter family seem to have a problem with damaging items to vent their anger.

The blades that had been severed by the blade fluttered in the wind, and Dunwell looked at the sky full of broken leaves, stunned, and finally calmed down.

Hao Lin failed, lost his reputation, status, wealth, and was even expelled from his own teacher. He has become a street rat and cannot survive on his own in Bishui City. But he is still a sixth-level mage, and his strength is still there. And the hatred for Gordon in his chest will definitely burn even more. If I lend a helping hand at the right time, I may add a useful talent to the Ritter family, hum, or arguably, cannon fodder that can be used. However, the Three Holy Baptists are about to embark on a major operation, and I can only temporarily restrain it so as not to cause any extraneous problems. ”

Dunwell cleared his mind and was about to leave, when suddenly, a rider covered in blood and dressed as a servant came running wildly.

"What's going on?"

The servant dismounted, galloped to Dunwell, and hurriedly said, "Young master, an important guest is coming, and the master tells you to go back quickly!" ”

"Who are the guests? Also, what's going on with you? Dunwell asked, frowning. The blood stains and smell on the other party's clothes made him nauseous.

The rider seemed to recall the most terrible nightmare in the depths of his soul, shivered all over, and trembled: "Less...... Young master, this blood on my body belongs to Anderson, the gardener. When the guest walked into the garden, Anderson happened to be pruning a moongreen vine, and he glanced at the guest more, and the result was ...... As a result, Anderson's head was suddenly cut off! I...... I...... Right next to him, Anderson's blood was all over his body. I was terrified, my mind went blank. The guest ordered me to inform the young master, so he didn't dare to change his clothes, so he ran over without stopping. ”

"Is that guest you are talking about, is it a beautiful red woman with a mole on her chin?"

"It's a red beauty, otherwise Anderson wouldn't have stared at her chest, and she would have been in trouble...... But if she had a mole on her chin, I was so frightened that I couldn't see it clearly. ”

Dunwell nodded: "It seems that there is nothing wrong. It was her, the sister of the necromancer Mendoza, the mad woman who believed in the goddess of pain. ”

For the arrival of this backbone member of the Three Saints Baptist Church, Dunwell's heart was a little scared and a little excited: "Gordon, your time of death has come!" ”