As Cyril thought, the guy named Stamp certainly didn't obey the Inquisitor's request. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He leaped forward, and the blades that had been scattered behind his back turned into several black spears and stabbed all over the Inquisitor's body.

And the face of the male inquisitor who had a proud expression suddenly changed slightly, and even Cyril was very surprised at this time.

Stampt's strength, which had already been hit hard, had risen by more than one grade compared to just now, and if the maximum output of the two just now was about the new power, now Stampt's output has stabilized at the power level.

Caught off guard, the male inquisitor was forced to retreat a few steps by these black spears, and taking advantage of this effort, Stamp turned into a black shadow and ran into the distance.

The face of the male inquisitor who had been forced back suddenly became quite ugly, and he snorted, flapped the golden wings behind him, and chased after him.

Cyril was slightly relieved to see that nothing was wrong with him, but the pain in his right shoulder made him snort a few times.

The tall man named Bag gave a hearty smile, and with a bare move, Cyril's severed arm, which had landed not far from the ground, flew into his hand.

"Let's go, boy, I'll help you heal your injuries first. ”

Cyril had no intention of rejecting Bag's kindness, and he did not suspect that Bagh had any intentions for him.

After all, the difference in strength between the two is too big, and if Bagh really wants to do it to himself, then he will not have any ability to resist.

The right hand holding Cyril's broken arm tapped on his left palm, and Bagh said as if he remembered something: "By the way, by the way, the mediation fee for the battle between the two of you just now and the treatment fee for a while are a total of 7,000 gold el, do you think you should pay me cash for a while or just swipe the card?"

Sylvia, who was standing on a tall building not far away, looked at the scene below, and a very ugly expression appeared on his face, and he clenched the wooden staff in his right hand and pestled heavily on the floor of the roof.

"Waste, what a waste! Wouldn't it be nice for this guy to go straight to the maximum power output from the beginning? It's good now, not only did he not kill this guy who was suspected of being zero, but he was also targeted by the birdmen of the Inquisition!"

Thinking of this, Sylvia stared gloomily at Cyril with the severed arm standing in the middle of the clearing, and Bag, who kept laughing.

"And how could that guy run out at this time and mess with me? If he strikes thirty seconds late...... No, ten seconds, as long as he made a move ten seconds late, Stamp would definitely be able to kill that kid just now!"

While she was complaining in dissatisfaction, Sylvia's face suddenly changed, and Bag, who was still standing in the middle of the field and laughing, had raised her head, and his earthy yellow pupils that were hidden under his bangs shone with a terrifying light.

Although Bagh still had a smile on her face, Sylvia felt as if she had fallen into the Far North Sea.

"Tsk...... Damn it, don't think I'm going to spare you!" Sylvia left a threatening word, even though he was trembling, and then he turned away from the roof.

After seeing Sylvia leave, Bagh lowered his head, grabbed Cyril's shoulder, who had some difficulty just maintaining his standing position, and whispered, "Boy, let's go." ”

Then, in the surprised eyes of the onlookers, Bagh jumped up from the spot like a cannonball, jumped a thousand meters away in one moment, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the next instant.

The blonde aristocratic man who was still floating in the air showed a rare solemn look on his face, and he thought with some surprise: "I originally thought that guy was just an ordinary person who was relatively bold and had some strength. I didn't expect him to know Bag...... If it has anything to do with that 'monster', then it seems that this kid is not an ordinary person anymore. ”

And not far from the roof of the house where Sylvia had just stood, a figure slowly emerged from the shadows, it was Tedronta, who had left him not long ago.

"Hmm...... While being suspected of being Zero by Two, he is also involved with Bag, and it seems that the odds of him being Zero are going to increase a little bit...... Forget it, anyway, the matter of Zero has nothing to do with me. Thinking of this, Tedron Tower turned around and flew off into the distance.

Cyril opened his eyes, and the last thing he remembered was that he was grabbed by the collar by Bagg, and then a few jumps off the street where he was fighting.

And then the cold wind that kept passing around him, and the pain in his shoulder, and the massive loss of mana and stamina made Cyril unable to stay awake, and soon fainted.

"But where is this? Did Bagh bring me here?" Cyril thought with some surprise after discovering that there was an unfamiliar environment around him.

He sat up with his left hand on the edge of the bed, and he was in a small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Surrounded by a blue lake, surrounded by mountains, and directly in front of him is a large waterfall that is almost a kilometer long.

Just breathing in the fresh smell of the air made Cyril feel very comfortable, and of course, he was even more relieved to find that his right arm had been taken back.

It's still a little painful to move, but it's basically usable, so you don't have to worry about not being able to fight in the next trial.

"Oh...... You're awake!" Cyril was observing the environment and moving his right arm when a deep male voice suddenly came from behind him.

When he turned around, Cyril found that standing behind him was Bag, dressed in a white bathrobe, yawning with one hand on his waist and the other over his mouth, looking like he hadn't slept well.

"I am very grateful to my predecessors for their help and treatment. "Although Cyril is a little violent and ruthless now, he is naturally more respectful to the seniors who saved him not long ago and whose strength is countless grades higher than his own.

Holding his ear with the little finger of his right hand, Bagh snorted impatiently and said, "Don't chirp, you kid just remember to pay me the medical expenses and the shooting fee later." Of course, it's also an honor to have Uncle Ben save you and treat you, so let's give an extra 50% of the appearance fee when the time comes!"

After a stiff laugh twice, Cyril nodded, and then said with great difficulty, "Okay, okay, I'll definitely send you the money when I get back." ”

Walked to a recliner next to Cyril's bed and lay down, Bagh put his hands on his abdomen casually, then he turned his head sideways and looked at Cyril and said, "I watched your kid's previous battles, and it is quite a level, worthy of ......"

"Ahem......" Bagu, who noticed that he seemed to be a little mouthy, rubbed his nose and pretended to cough twice to divert the subject.

However, at this time, Cyril, who was highly concentrated, naturally discovered the problem in his words, so Cyril asked with some urgency: "What, do you know about me, senior?"

Frowning and hesitating for a few seconds, Bagh scratched his cheek and said, "Well...... It's pretty much the same, I do know a little bit about your kid, but I don't know very well. ”

"Is that so? Is there anything you can tell me? I haven't told you before, but I'm really amnesiac and can't remember anything about myself. Finding a place where he could learn about his past, Cyril asked with great concern.

Unexpectedly, Bag shook his head very decisively and rejected Cyril's request: "No, I'm not worried about anything else, but I really don't know what happened to you before, and it will be more troublesome if you tell you wrong." ”

After saying that, Bagh didn't wait for Cyril to speak, and continued, "When I was on the street before, I heard you shouting something about special moves, what was that?"

Finding that Bag deliberately diverted the topic, Cyril naturally didn't ask, he sighed and said: "That's the case, because I have some problems with my body, so I must win the first place in this competition." Winning the first prize was the only way to treat my physical injury, but through the first two trials, I found that my strength was not strong enough, and the possibility of winning the first place was really slim, so I was a little worried. ”

"But even if I'm worried, but there is such a thing as a special move...... "The special move was just a casual remark by Cyril at the time, and he felt a little embarrassed to hear Bag mention this matter at this time.

But just as he was about to change his tune and say that he didn't want any nirvana, Bagh suddenly rubbed his chin and said, "Yes, that's a good idea." ”

"Huh?" Cyril was slightly taken aback when he heard that Bagg's words were not quite what he had imagined.

Sitting up with his arms crossed, Bagh said proudly: "Pure masters, there must always be one or two nirvana skills." It's like Uncle Ben and me, every time I walk outside, I will use my original special moves, so that others can't imitate me. ”

"Hah...... It's really a senior!" Seeing that the guy in front of him seemed a little unreliable, Cyril praised him in a stick-reading tone.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Cyril's praise, Bagh said with great interest: "By the way, since you kid has no confidence in the next battle, then I'll help you!"

"I'm here to create a super special move for you that is unique to you, that allows you to achieve victory, and that others will always remember you!!"

Looking at the inexplicable burning Bag, Cyril sighed, then reached out to hold his mask, and thought with a headache: "What should I do? It looks like I have turned on a switch that should not be turned on by my predecessor!"