"He just called out to the mist, right? What kind of fog is this? ”

"Idiot! It's not fog at all! What kind of fog can burn people to such an extent?! ”

"Rogers is really treacherous, if he hadn't deliberately shouted the wrong curse, Caspar wouldn't have rushed in."

"That's right! I thought the misidentification during the trial in front of the door was just a misunderstanding, but now I feel like he was deliberately playing tricks on us at that time! ”

"How could he still cast a spell when he had the wrong name?"

It wasn't until this question was raised that the new students who were watching the battle came together with a judgment that even they couldn't believe - casting spells without spells.

Only by completely getting rid of the spell casting can this seemingly deceptive, but scalp-tingling operation be achieved.

But as we all know, Rutgers had just been promoted from the entrance ceremony three days earlier.

More and more freshmen fell silent, and some even couldn't help but glance in Alice's direction, wondering in their hearts if it was possible for the saint to do such an outrageous thing?

"It wasn't a spellless spell, he just violently collided the water elemental with the fire elemental, and then the reaction exploded with water vapor.

"Just like what he did at the entrance ceremony, only this time he has a much higher control over the magic than he did three days ago, probably because of the book."

Alina saw the confusion and shock between Lufia's eyebrows, and heard the ridiculous discussion of the crowd around her, so she leaned into the other person's ear and whispered an explanation.

"It's Rogers, who easily did what we couldn't do." Rufia suddenly heard this, and her eyes became full of admiration as she looked at Rogers.

Alina's lips opened slightly, trying to say something more to Rufia, but in the end she couldn't express herself.

She pursed her lips silently, planning to pay attention to Rufia's character growth in the future, she always felt that the more this simple child got along with Rutgers, the more it tended to develop in a bad direction.

"Didn't you already win? What's he doing? Rufia saw that in the arena, Rogers slowly slipped the sword back into Caspar's hand, and her immature face showed a puzzled look again.

"I just remembered, haven't we reported the size of our uniforms yet?" Alina's face changed, and she suddenly grabbed Rufia's arm and was about to leave the arena with her: "Anyway, Rogus has already won, so there's no need to continue watching." ”

Rufia nodded in confusion, but her eyes continued to look at the arena out of curiosity.

However, Alina didn't give her much hesitation, and quickly dragged her away from the scene.

When Rufia was gone, Caspar struggled to his feet again with his unwavering willpower.

Unfortunately, his throat was so damaged that he could no longer pronounce a single syllable related to the spell normally.

He glared viciously at the enemy who was standing two paces in front of him, his hands clenching the hilt of his sword, but he didn't make the next move.

Rogers frowned slightly at this, and he tentatively took a small step forward.

Like a frightened rabbit, Caspar's body suddenly tensed, his footsteps brushed the ground and he retreated sharply, and his long sword was raised sideways, putting on a blocking stance.

The chaotic magic rippled wildly on the sword's body, and the scattered glimmers of light showed the apprehension of its master at the moment.

"Alas...... Kaspar, I want to admire your perseverance. ”

Rogers' eyes were filled with disappointment, he had wanted to use this duel to recreate a ritual similar to the sacrifice of Kevin.

But Caspar's cowardly gesture had already declared the failure of the ritual.

"The purity is too low......"

Rogers shook his head and sighed, the magic book in his hand suddenly began to turn slowly, and with each page, the magic in his body increased by a point.

For three days, the power he had been pouring into the magic book had all reunited in his body.

As Alina said, Rogus can't cast spells silently at the moment, and he can't even cast basic spells smoothly.

But with the power of the Magic Book, he was already able to use his magic power to brutally manipulate all the elements in the void.

"Do you remember the Eight Virtues of Knighthood?"

Caspar was a little confused about Rogers' questioning, but he couldn't help but subconsciously think about the knightly precepts he had been reciting since he was a child.

But the more he thought about it, the more surprised he felt.

He seems to have forgotten, forgotten what virtues a knight ought to possess.

No matter how hard he tried to recall them, the precepts that were engraved on him as if they had never appeared in his memory.

Shock and panic crept up his cheeks, and his burned body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The sudden encounter completely disturbed his mind, so much so that he didn't even notice that the majestic earth elemental power was constantly gathering under his feet.

Tentacles made of sand, gravel and earth crept out of the ground, slowly wrapping around Caspar's body and limbs.

It wasn't until he finally remembered what the Eight Virtues of a Knight were that he suddenly realized this creepy abnormality.

It's a pity that it's already late.

"I once read an interesting story in a miscellaneous book about an ancient country with a strange punishment.

"The torturer will fix the whole body of the tortured person, and then make a drip and place it in front of his face, so that the droplets will fall slowly, drop by drop, on the forehead of the tortured person.

"This is obviously a harmless punishment, but it is unbearable for all the victims, and many people will go insane after not long......

Caspar's ears kept coming from Rogers' narration, and his head was forced to face the sky under the tentacles.

A mist slowly coalesced a foot in front of his forehead.

"This bag of salt was not originally used in this kind of place, and you can only blame your cowardice for encountering these sad things."

Rogers looked at Caspar with pity in his eyes, grabbing a handful of salt and throwing it into the mist.

Legend has it that the punishment of dripping water was invented by the king of Shang, and the tortured person in the story would gradually soak his forehead until his skin fell off and died.

However, after being verified by people in reality, it is found that there is no need to wait for that time at all.

Because this kind of criminal law destroys not the human body, but the spirit.

In the previous life, many Chinese and foreign bloggers on the Internet had personally tried this kind of criminal law for the sake of traffic, and few of them could persist for an hour, and even many people would voluntarily give up after ten minutes.

"I'm so sorry, I'm not a violent person, it's just that I've spent so much energy duel with you, I should get something, right?"

Rogers apologized to Caspar in an extremely guilty tone, and at the same time activated the [Covenant Bonus] and [Enlightenment Bonus].

After the apology ended, a drop of cold water fell on top of Caspar's head, and the moment the salt water came into contact with the burned area, the intense irritation immediately intensified the pain that had gradually subsided.

But that's just the beginning......

"What the hell is Rutgers doing? Do the aristocrats like this way of playing? ”

A freshman did not understand the current scene in the arena, and asked his companion in confusion.

"Who knows, but he's so strong, not only can he cast spells without spells, but he can also cast multiple spells at the same time, even if someone tells me now that he was born to be promoted to bronze, I will not hesitate to choose to believe it." The companion shrugged in response.

"Hehe, maybe that's the case, otherwise it's too ridiculous to be able to master magic skills to this extent just after awakening, and the saints are all ......."

As if noticing the gaffe, he immediately stopped his words, glanced at the direction of the saint Maiden imperceptibly, and immediately changed the topic after seeing that the other party had no reaction:

"Anyway, Caspar has already lost, why hasn't the head of the academy stopped the duel, shouldn't the notary have an obligation to persuade?"

The corners of his companion's mouth twitched a few times, thinking about how to express it tactfully, not to say some questions that he couldn't answer.

"Look! Caspar's expression seemed to be wrong! ”

The freshman seemed to have noticed something unbelievable, and hurriedly grabbed his companion's shoulder and pointed to the middle of the field.

Not just them, but everyone watching has noticed that what Rogers is doing is not as simple as it seems.

Water droplets hit Caspar's forehead every ten seconds, causing only a little pain at first.

But then Caspar found that every time the water droplet fell, his body couldn't help but tense, causing his spirit to be completely unable to relax.

As time slowly passed, a great fear surged from his heart, constantly eroding his mind.

When he wants to think about something else to divert his attention, the fixed droplets of water will quickly pull him back to reality.

Absolute helplessness and great sorrow made him slide quickly to collapse.

A chill spread from his backbone to his whole body, like a cold palm clutching his heart.

The tiny muscles between Caspar's eyebrows twitched, and his eyes widened as hard as they could, almost breaking through their sockets and revealing the whites of their eyes, and the godless pupils slowly dilated.

His forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, soaking his hairline, the expression on his cheeks was even more distorted and hideous, and his wide mouth seemed to be emitting a silent roar.

"So fast?"

Rogers watched Caspar's reaction in surprise, and it felt like it had only been more than ten minutes.

He had tried to use it to bless the [Covenant Bonus] when he had just obtained the [Enlightenment Bonus], and then found that the ability to sign contracts with the Stronglust in the [Covenant Bonus] had been greatly derived.

It has become possible not only to perceive strong emotional fluctuations, but also to greatly incite the growth of negative emotions in others, and to make a verbal contract with people without the need for physical media.

A large part of Caspar's current situation was induced by the [Liqi Bonus].

Sure enough, none of the high-level bonuses are simple, not only the effects are diverse, but the versatility is also strong.

Rogers was very happy about the test of the effect of the bonus, and with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, he leaned over to Caspar's side and whispered:

"Do you want it to end? Do you want to stop having to endure this heart-wrenching punishment?

"Sweet deliverance can be attained as long as you promise to give your body, your spirit, your soul, and all that you have."

Hearing this, Caspar's brow tightened, his chin twitched slightly, and his mouth opened and closed strangely, from which a slightly hoarse and incomprehensible tone came out.

"The deal is open!"

Rogers gracefully waved his right hand, cupped it to his chest, and leaned forward in salute.

In the whole action, there is no trace of artificiality, but it is full of sincerity, as if he has made a friend who is worthy of his full trust.

The tentacles made of sand, gravel and earth all disintegrated, and the mist dissipated with it.

Caspar fell to the ground feebly, his eyes showing no joy of relief, his gaze glazed and blank to the crowd in the audience.

"Winner! Rutgers Breed! ”

Idrul fell from the sky, declaring victory and patting Rogus on the shoulder with relief.

When he knew that this kid had the Dual Wisdom Bonus and the Magic Guide Book, he had already expected the inevitable victory, but he didn't expect to be able to do it to such an extent.

The usual celebrations and cheers for the victors did not sound, and the freshmen in the audience fell into an eerie silence.

They didn't understand how Rogers did it, but they could see exactly what an indescribable look on Caspar's face.

Hideous? Fear? Helpless?

Maybe there's struggle and grief or something, they can't figure it out.

Because in that short period of time, there were too many embarrassed expressions on that cheek that people wanted to forget.

And Rutgers, who caused all this, could still laugh and whisper to the victim so easily.

The combination of that sincere and gentle smile and Caspar's tragic situation made many people present not know what to say.

In the arena, no one knew about the existence of the [Liqi Bonus], so there was no way to know what Rogers's purpose was for doing this.

So it was only natural for them to take it all as Rogers' interest.

"This guy is definitely a sadomasochist! And it's a sadomasochist whose talent and strength are incomparably strong, and there is a high probability that he is also proficient in spiritual magic! ”

This coincidental judgment came to the minds of many students.

"Child, although geniuses will have some quirks that ordinary people can't understand, I think you're still a little too extreme, and you should be restrained when it's time to converge."

Idrul, who had been entangled for a while, couldn't help but admonish, he had just heard Rogers' whisper beside Caspar clearly, and he always felt that as a professor, he should say something.

After all, Rogers was only thirteen years old, and if he allowed this bad taste to develop, he might develop a bad temperament.

"I see......" Rogers bowed his head in disgust, pressing hard against the magic book that kept vibrating on his chest, without explaining anything.

"Alas, just leave the rest to me, you go back to rest first, and get ready to compete for the chief."

Idrul stared at Rogers, who seemed to have been wronged, and stopped his desire to continue talking, and waved his hand to signal that he could go.