The wind swept over the edge of the stands, wafting the smell of slaughterhouse blood.

“……”

Viscount Levine Chingston stared downward.

His heart was full of confusion, confusion and panic.

…… Was this really the gentle and kind teenager he had seen three days earlier?

The unsolvable mystery is clearly related to the young men and women beside him.

Viscount Levine Chesston glanced at Lanch and West Germany on the side.

Lan Qi was still touching the little black cat in his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was very pleased with the transformation of his protégé.

Sid, on the other hand, leaned back indifferently in his chair, his palm resting lightly on his cheek.

The viscount's throat trembled slightly, and he only swallowed his saliva after all.

He was originally going to open his mouth to ask if the tragic situation of the Ghost Party these days was related to the two of them, but he subconsciously stopped talking.

Because they were too calm and leisurely, and regarded life as a mustard, Viscount Cheston instinctively felt fear.

It was as if it weren't two humans sitting next to him.

Looking from afar, looking at Char's appearance covered in blood and not knowing when he would die, Viscount Levine Chindton only felt like the knife was being cut on himself.

Suddenly, the noise in the arena rushed to Viscount Levine Chenston's ears again, making him feel like he was back in reality, and he sat back in his seat with a feeling of dizziness.

"May I ask you two, what happened to Char? Why is it the way it is? ”

Out of the sense of responsibility of the elders, Viscount Levine Chingston still asked the two of them in a deep voice.

Regardless, he treated Char as his own.

At that time, Char was invited to walk and chat in the mansion, and also told Char the fact that he and his late father were old friends, the past when Char and Lilith met in the imperial capital when they were children, the changes in the current Snow Plains Province, and the changes that Lilith had made since she met Char and the efforts she had made over the years.

He knew that Char would be inspired by this, and maybe he would be able to awaken something, but not like this!

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

"In accordance with the most orthodox pedagogy of our school, I gave him individual guidance and special training, and he did not disappoint me, and succeeded in gaining the strength to protect my beloved."

Ranch replied.

The content of the homework is to suppress bandits, and a man who wants to inherit the territory must also take on the responsibility of protecting the people.

Love and justice coexist, not only to achieve the educational indicators, but also full of merit and good deeds.

When Hugh Bailian found out, she would definitely praise herself.

"...... the Royal Academy of Magic of Protos?"

Viscount Levine Chingston was surprised.

Although this school has always been said to be harsh, it really trains people like this?

This is an elite non-commissioned officer of the demon race, okay?!

"That school...... He didn't need to go anymore. ”

Ranch smiled again,

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

“……”

Viscount Levine Chenston stroked his forehead, completely and completely confused as to what was going on.

He knew that Char had failed to pass the special admissions entrance exam, and if he took the recommended route, even if he was a senior professor in the school, he would only have one or two fixed places every three years, and he would often only give better students, and it would be impossible to promote Char because of a face.

He shook his head.

“…… But if this fight continues, Char will really die, how can he win? ”

Viscount Levine Chingston can leave everything behind, he only worries about Char's safety now,

Could it be that his mind has changed, too? That's his killer feature? ”

Char hasn't used that umbrella in combat so far, and it seems that it will only affect his performance in the intense melee combat, although it doesn't seem like the umbrella has changed, but maybe it has some kind of phase change or something!

"No, I haven't changed Char's original intention and heart."

Ranch shook his head.

He has never changed the essence of others, either before or now, but has only fulfilled and fulfilled their wishes and demands, allowing them to find true happiness.

“……？！”

This made Viscount Levine Chenston tremble in disbelief and turn his head to look at the field.

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

This means that there really hasn't been any change in his mind from beginning to end......

If he really implemented himself and indeed became like this, then what kind of pure and strange evil existence would he be now?

on the arena.

There are still swords and blood splashes, and the progress of the battle is very fast, and it shouldn't take long to tell the winner.

At the moment, it seems that the viscount Dean, who is obviously stronger, has the advantage.

Assassins and warriors fight each other, and the winner is clear at a glance!

"Get ready to die!"

Dean was about to kill the red eye, and the hands holding the sword burst out with a dazzling majesty, accompanied by thunder and sword energy, and slashed towards Char's body.

This waste even dared to confront himself head-on, and let himself suffer like this.

He had never been so embarrassed and suffered such a sin since he was a child!

He was sure that even if he didn't have his father's promise today, he would kill this bastard named Char.

But fortunately, after fighting like this for a long time, although he was also injured, it was obvious that Char would not be able to hold it first, even if Char avoided this blow, it would be grinding, and he would soon be able to grind Char to death.

When the blade of the sword was about to hit Char, making Char unavoidable, Dean also laughed wantonly!

No matter how torturous the process was just now, the moment the battle is over, the victory is won, and the other party is killed, he will get unimaginable happiness!!

The next moment.

With a loud bang, the sword seemed to slash at an incomparably hard barrier, shaking Dean's hand so numb that he couldn't press down for half a minute.

I saw that Char's expression regained his composure, and he looked at him indifferently, blocking his attack with the transparent barrier umbrella.

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

“！！”

Dean looked at the crazy Char who was now extremely calm and entered a state of cessation, and immediately understood the seriousness of the problem.

This kind of healing spell with a long casting process is often a nurse who stands in the back row and has a casting space to comfortably add to the melee class, and the purple rare level healing magic multiplier is already extremely high, and with a negative effect, I'm afraid the healing rate will go to the next level.

Char's magic attributes are not bad, and even he can learn first-order pink sacred-level magic as a second-order assassin, and his own magic talent is a bit outrageous of the elves.

Dean, who originally thought that he was about to win, saw that Char began to rely on this barrier that was difficult to break even with a fourth-order attack, and he was about to fill his milk again in front of him, which was almost beaten to the bottom!

Dean's eyes widened, not only bloodshot, but also his hands trembling.

In a remote place like Chingston City, you can't buy so many high-quality deformed cards like [Slow Cure for Error].

Someone must have given Char it.

Who is it?!!

Immediately, Dean's eyes suddenly locked on the spectators, and in the distance, Lanchi was smiling and watching the game.

There was a relationship before, and that guy felt like he was a healing mage, after all, the woman next to him was also a warrior, and he was the only one who could carry these magic cards from the underworld.

However, in the face of such stares, Ranch only gave Dean a thumbs up rather positively and encouraged him to continue to cheer.

Suddenly.

Looking at Lanchi's taunt in the air, he couldn't do anything about Char, and Dean only felt that a mouthful of blood was about to vomit out.

He stood in the middle of the field, as if he had forgotten the pain, and even his reason began to be lost.

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to kill Char today, I'm going to kill you!!"

Dean roared hysterically into the audience, his poignant voice about to tear the sky apart.

(End of chapter)