Lynn's fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest of the seat, but her eyes never took off the video in front of her.

The battle in the video is not fierce, and even, slightly weird.

After the two saluted, it was Wilmot's opponent who took the lead.

Wilmot's opponent is named Eddie Butler, and in terms of combat effectiveness, he is considered the top level in the second year.

The reason for this is that the magic it masters is extremely destructive fire elemental magic.

Among magicians, fire elemental magic is one of the few types of magic that has strong combat power from low to high levels - compared to small water balls that can only be used to wash hands and faces, or light magic that can only be used to find coins that have fallen under the bed, fire elemental magic is indeed much stronger.

Of course, since Butler is considered to be the top combat power in the second year, the magic he masters will naturally not be low-level magic like the small fireball.

[Sky Splitting Demon Flame], gold level, can summon a flame meteor that falls from the sky, and when it bursts, it is powerful enough to dye the area around the landing point into a sea of fire.

If it was in an open space, the impact of this skill might not be that great, but the Freshman Confrontation was a ring match, and Butler's large-scale AOE magic should have an infinite advantage.

However, Butler lost.

During the battle between the two, Wilmot always walked around the ring in a playful manner, his lips pursed, and he seemed to keep saying something.

And his opponent, as if because Wilmot's words and illusions were interfered with, every magic release was completely inaccurate, either put on the enchantment, or far away from the real opponent, and the ash could not blow Wilmot.

If it weren't for Butler's pretending to be out of magic and refusing to fall down at the last moment to trick Wilmott, so that when he came up to mend the knife, he accidentally received a [Sky Splitting Flame] released with Butler's own coordinates, then Wilmot would have won the game with an extremely relaxed attitude.

"Click-"

The footage freezes on the moment when Wilmot Station was hit by flames and flew upside down.

The moment he flew out, the flames set his shirt on fire, and it was at this moment that Lynn saw the faint mark on Wilmot's left chest through the burnt torn shirt.

There wasn't much of the mark exposed, but I could still make out the mark that looked like a rose petal, and a small circle that was connected by something.

In an instant, an imprint that had been painted many times in his mind gradually overlapped with the mark on the picture.

And, almost a perfect fit.

"This man, is ....... No, let's just say, it's very likely that it's the people of the Rose Society. ”

Lynn's eyes slowly became solemn.

Although distracted by the freshman competition, he never forgot that the Rose Knot society threatened him and his family.

If Wilmot's mark really belonged to the Rose Society, no wonder he said he was interested in himself.

He always carries that stone that hides the "goddess" on his body!

Because you are a believer in the god of lust/sin, you will be attracted to the stone that contains the breath of the god of lust/sin, so you ....... will be interested in themselves.

Taking a deep breath, Lynn breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

All of the above is just his own speculation.

After all, there is only a little imprint recorded on the video, and he also relies on association to compare, and there may be errors, which is not completely certain.

What if it was just a tattoo that looked like a rose? What if people are interested in themselves because they are really just curious because they have seen the same kind of magician?

Until she sees it with her own eyes, Lynn can't make arbitrary conclusions.

Gently tapping on the armrest, a decision appeared in Lynn's heart in an instant.

"I can't afford to lose until I meet Wilmot."

He wants to uncover the mystery of whether it is as he thinks.

.......

"Round 2, Ring Three, 1st Grade Lynn Blazer, vs. 3rd Year Scott Ball!"

"Game on!"

Scott Pol looked at his opponent with a calm face in front of him, and clenched the staff in his hand so hard that even his knuckles were slightly white.

During the break in the field, because Lynn's methods were too weird and he was a freshman, it inevitably caused everyone to discuss.

"You say, if we meet that kid, what should we do, circumvent it, or break his magic?"

"If you want me to say, just don't talk to him, aren't illusionists like this, inducing the construction of illusions through language, so that people inadvertently fall into illusions."

"Easy to say, look at Wilmot, everyone knows what his methods are, but who can really crack his magic?"

"You also said, that's Wilmot, that kid is a freshman, can he compare with Wilmot?"

"That's right, he's just a freshman who has only been in the sea of imaginary numbers for more than a month, and no matter how strong his mastery of magic is, it's not much stronger."

"Another point, since he is a new student, it is absolutely impossible for his magic power to maintain this magic for a long time, after meeting him, as long as he remembers in his heart, don't walk around, don't move, consume his magic power to run out, and wait for the referee to announce the verdict, won't he win?"

"I think you're probably thinking a little too complicated."

"No matter how difficult the illusionist is, he doesn't have any offensive means after all, we just need to go on the field, don't say a word, and throw magic directly at the place where the person is, right?"

"Isn't the best way to crack illusions be to solve illusions?"

"Like....... Also. ”

Taking a deep breath, Scott Ball decided to use the last and most straightforward way to solve the other party.

He raised his staff, summoned his magic, chanted incantations, and built a circle.

At the moment when his magic circle lit up, in the ring, a piece of mist suddenly rose, and the temperature also plummeted at the same time.

【Frozen】

“.......”

In Lynn's vision, the water elemental in the air was collected in an instant, and forcibly condensed into ice flowers by special magic, almost at the moment when he tried to retreat, his movement was completely blocked by several abruptly emerging ice walls all around his body, and after a few moments, he would be completely locked in this area.

At that point, he will gradually lose his ability to move due to the decreasing temperature, and eventually lose all resistance, leading to defeat.

At this time, how to break the game.

If he had powerful destructive magic, he could have forced his way through the blockade, but unfortunately, Lynn didn't have that kind of magic, and it was almost impossible for him to cut through such a thick wall with the staff blade in his hand.

"We are in the third grade, no matter how you say it, we have cultivated for a few more years than you freshmen."

Seeing that the ice was about to be completed, Scott's face was obviously much more relaxed: "You can defeat the second-year people, firstly, because they don't pay too much attention to you and use you as a stepping stone that can be easily stepped on, and secondly, you use it as a means of concealment, which is really good." But when your little tricks are exposed, in the face of absolute strength, you can't do it again after all. ”

"You, admit defeat......."

"Click-"

A piece of crushed ice was slashed by the sword and fell to the ground.

Scott subconsciously wanted to raise his eyes to see the situation, but after remembering that the other party might be an illusionist, he immediately forcibly suppressed his movements, and turned his head to look down at the falling ice, and at the same time prepared to continue to urge the magic to accelerate the formation of the ice.

However, when he cast his eyes on the ice, he saw an unexpected scene.

In the sunlight, the ice cubes made of magic reflect slightly, and a face turned up is abruptly reflected on its mirror-like surface.

The first-grader was looking at himself through the specular reflection of the ice cubes.

He had a shallow smile on his face, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and he was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

Scott didn't care what his opponent was laughing at, because the moment he met those deep black eyes, Scott suddenly felt that he seemed to ....... I saw myself.

as well, his father.