Chapter 83: Fight to the Death

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Yaro didn't know how to reply, so he could only continue to salute.

"I also want a lot of fluorescent powder, are you willing to help me collect it?"

Bosco's hard lips curled into a faint smile, "Of course, there will only be magic stone acquisitions later, and I don't have that much contribution value to squander."

The young apprentice next to him who had just raised his head suddenly froze.

What did I see?

Lord Bosco smiled?

Am I dreaming?

"Ah?" Yaro just raised his head in surprise.

Can fluorescent powder have any strange effects?

"Don't want to?"

Yaro nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes."

He originally thought that if he relied on evil spirits to level up for a long time in the future, if someone was willing to purchase fluorescent powder, he could bring a certain amount of income while leveling up, which was also a good thing.

"From now on, fluorescent powder will be delivered directly to my residence."

Bosco handed Yaro a card, patted Yaro on the shoulder, and walked into the depths of the mysterious hall with steps that were measured by a ruler.

residence?

Where do you live?

Yaro looked at the card in his hand doubtfully, but he really didn't see anything, so he turned around and asked, "Do you know where the gentleman just now lives?"

The young apprentice looked at Yaro with a complicated expression and replied respectfully: "Lord Bosco lives in the back hall of the mysterious hall."

Hearing the young apprentice's answer, Yaro suddenly thought of something and asked curiously: "That was the Iron Falcon just now, Lord Bosco?"

"Yes."

Hearing the young apprentice's affirmative answer, Yaro inexplicably thought of what Bosco called him.

'Good Yarrow'?

How did he know my name was Yaro?

And that weird front name.

Is this...the good result of that incident?

The mother was puzzled, Gemma scolded, and Medivh College refused...

Yaro, who was being questioned, couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

It’s rare!

I really didn't expect that I could actually experience the positive effects of that incident.

This is true, every drink and every peck is cause and effect.

Yaro smiled bitterly and shook his head.

There is no need to refuse. If you can accept the bad consequences of that matter, you will naturally also be able to accept the good consequences.

It's just... are there really such kind-hearted people among wizards?

Not to mention, this wizard's title is the 'Iron Falcon'!

So... let's see.



Stepping out of the door of the mysterious hall, Yaro looked at the pedestrians coming and going on Battle Corner Street and listened to the noisy sounds around him, a trace of trance flashed in his eyes.

Destroyed countless evil spirits and successfully upgraded two levels.

Dig traps, think of strategies, and ultimately eliminate the enemies that are following you.

Turning in the 'fluorescent powder' was appreciated by Wizard Bosco...

The fighting continued, and one thing happened after another.

Obviously only one day has passed, but looking at the surrounding scene now, it feels like a world away.

Fortunately, most of the issues have been resolved.

You can go back to your peaceful life soon...right?

"Yaro!"

A man with a gloomy expression quietly passed through the crowd and walked towards Yaluo.

"Kenan Nabi!"

Yaro frowned slightly. Although he didn't believe that Kenan Nabi dared to take action at the entrance of the mysterious hall, he was still vigilant.

His expression was very strange, who knew he might have gone crazy.

"You came out alone?"

Kenan Nabi looked Yaro up and down exaggeratedly, but there was a tangled look on his face that made him want to cry and laugh.

Yaro didn't want to pay attention to him, turned around and wanted to leave, but was caught by Kenan Nabi.

Yaro frowned slightly and scolded coldly: "Let go!"

The law enforcement teams walking on both sides also stopped and stared at the strange-looking Kenan Nabi.

The Mysterious Hall is the important place of the academy. They will not tolerate anyone having disputes here. If someone is dissatisfied, they will not show mercy. If they lose, there will be official wizards guarding the Mysterious Hall to take action at any time.

Kenan Nabi ignored it, stared closely into Yaro's eyes, and smiled with an enchanting smile: "You met them, you killed them, and you smell of their blood!"

Yaro's heart trembled. He didn't know why Kenan Nabi forced him to say such words here.

Is it another trap?

What should I say to avoid falling into a trap?

Avoid talking about it?

negative?

Or admit it?

Yaro's thoughts turned over and over again, and he quickly assessed the risks involved.

"I don't know what you're talking about! Madman, let me go!"

Yaro shook off Kenan Nabi's hand and made the choice to avoid talking about it first, creating a moment for himself to think.

At this time, several law enforcement officers around them had already walked up to the two of them, and the tall and strong apprentice in the lead shouted coldly: "What are you making so much noise about here? Do you want to make experimental materials?"

Kenan Nabi ignored it and still stared at Yaro, with grief on his face: "No, you know what I'm talking about, you killed them, you killed all my brothers!"

Several law enforcement officers looked slightly moved and turned to look at Yaro.

No matter what, the college has always advocated unity, and any internal fighting is not allowed on the surface.

In their opinion, this incident at this time means that the master of suffering has found his enemy, which is different from the previous nature.

Law enforcement teams immediately surrounded the two men.

"Come with us. No matter what happens, don't make trouble in front of the mysterious hall."

Yaro did not resist, nodded, and followed the law enforcement team obediently to a corner of the Battle Corner Street.



The tall and strong law enforcement team member looked at the two people and asked seriously: "Tell me what the specific situation is."

Noticing this situation, Yaro sighed in his heart. He couldn't avoid talking anymore and had only two choices: denial and admission.

Facing an academy with mysterious power, lying is the most irrational choice.

Yaro thought to himself and spoke slowly: "After I cleared hundreds of evil spirits in the weird space No. 13, I was indeed ambushed by seven apprentices."

No matter which aspect you look at, this passage is completely true and can withstand verification.

After finishing speaking, Yaro even thought of taking out the card he just got.

That card can prove what he said, or it can pull the Bosco wizard's tiger skin.

After thinking for a moment, this choice was forgotten by Yaro.

The risk is too high and the return is too low, so there is no need.

Kernan Nabi insisted, "You did kill them!"

"Why can't they still be in the weird space? Why can't they die in the weird space?" Yaro's calm face showed a bit of anger.

"Why do you always say I killed them?"

"Because you gave the order?"

"You instruct them not to come out until you kill me?"

"So when you see me coming out alive, you are sure that they are all dead?"

Kenan Nabi listened in silence and laughed inexplicably. But just after laughing twice, he suddenly sat down on the ground and cried loudly: "I told them to go... I told them to go..."

Yaro frowned, and the surrounding law enforcement teams looked at each other.

Kernan Nabi seemed...really crazy.

But even so, what he said at this time could not prove that he really arranged for someone to attack Yaro.

Because, Kenan Nabi's expression and words were more like questioning Yaro.

Looking at the demented Kenan Nabi, Yaro lost his mood and turned to the surrounding law enforcement team members and asked: "Can I leave?"

The leading law enforcement team member looked at the crazy Kenan Nabi, nodded slightly, and then made gestures to the surroundings, preparing to take Kenan Nabi away.

Yaro, who had just turned around, suddenly heard a decisive word without thinking.

"I will fight you... to the death!"