Chapter 177: Both ends of the scale

Style: Fantasy Author: Inspiring sightseeingWords: 2135Update Time: 24/01/13 02:34:21
It can be seen from the rules of the academy that there is no death penalty in Jungle House.

Just like an apprentice who accidentally kills someone, the academy will just throw him into a dangerous and strange space.

But Yaro never thought that Alice, as a mentor, would do such a cruel thing.

It was just an understatement: 'Accept the punishment and come back and continue.' '

Yaro wanted to deny this possibility.

But...in the previous life of Eagle Kingdom, how many rich people were known to be innocent of murder?

What about in the darkness?

Ordinary people have such power with capital. In this world where we have powerful force, shouldn't this situation be more common?

This kind of thing is so reasonable, but also so unreasonable!

The killing intent in Yaro's heart surged, and he began to breathe heavily, almost disrupting the rhythm of the knight's breathing method.

"daughter?"

Yaro didn't know Alice's purpose before, but he could probably guess it from these few words.

"You can do such a thing for your own daughter, but have you ever thought that these thousands of students are also other people's children!" Yaro asked angrily, "By doing this, you are taking away the pain you have endured. , spread to thousands of families, causing countless parents to suffer the same pain as you!"

After coming out of the space just now, Yaro never thought that he could stop Alice with his "mouth cannon".

Because it can be seen from the clothes of the faceless ones and the lost ones.

Those... were once living people!

It was possible to have such a large number of faceless men without being noticed by Bosco.

The covertness of Alice's movements, the long-term planning, and the stubbornness of her will... can be imagined!

However, Yaro needs time to digest the medicine to treat his injuries, time to use breathing methods to restore his physical strength, and time to outline the structure of the Magic Fighting Technique.

Even though the initial motive was not just to accuse, as the words were narrated, the anger in Yaro's heart was still aroused, and the more he spoke, the angrier he became.

"Think about your past!"

"And you are causing the same tragedy again and again!"

"Doing such a thing, don't you have any hesitation or guilt in your heart?"

When Yaro pointed, Alice listened silently, with a hint of sarcasm gradually appearing on her face. When Yaro paused, she spoke out and asked with a sneer: "Are you done?"

For Alice, failure has been determined anyway, and she does not want to fight against the ignorant Yaro again. If talking can delay time, this is not a good thing.

"You said I was causing the same tragedy? Then you know what happened to me?"

"These apprentices died carelessly and no one knew about it. How could their parents endure the pain I did?"

Seeing that Alice had no intention of taking action directly, Yaro took the time to adjust his breathing. He didn't even listen to what she was saying and just thought she was farting.

Alice stepped on the flaming heavy sword and remained alert to Arrow, but her thoughts were lost in responding.



The older wizard frowned: "Alice! Make a decision quickly, which one you want to save! The two of them have been mostly fused, and I can only barely save one of them!"

On the table are two children with half of their bodies fused together. They look like conjoined children, but the ages of the two children are different. The older one is her six-year-old sister, while the other one is her. ’s two-year-old brother.

Yes, they are not really conjoined twins, but siblings who are merging due to a strange influence.

The little boy looked around confusedly and stretched out his hands to his mother: "Mom, I'm afraid..."

The little girl bit her lips tightly, tears falling down uncontrollably.

Seeing this, the young woman felt like her heart was being cut by a knife. She knelt on the ground and cried heartbrokenly: "Please, please, please save us all! Please!"

The woman knelt down and moved forward, hugging the wizard's thigh, and said incoherently: "No...if it doesn't work, just pull this thing...pull this...thing onto me...Yes, let me bear this! "

"Let me bear all this and stop torturing my poor child!"

"Let go!" the older wizard kicked away and scolded coldly, "Weirdness has been integrated into their bodies and formed a whole with them. Now we can only choose one person from the two of them to take on the responsibility of Weirdness!"

"If you continue to delay, both of them will be swallowed up by the strangeness, and no one will be able to survive by then!"

"Make a decision quickly!"

The elder wizard's words were like sharp arrows, piercing the lady's heart.

Her vision was blurred, and tears filled her eyes at some point.

Her lips tremble and her heart bleeds!

But...she couldn't say anything!

This...how should she choose?

"Hurry up! Don't you see they are still merging!" the older wizard urged anxiously.

He also means well, and he can't bear to see such a scene!

But...if we don't choose quickly, we won't be able to save anyone!

The older wizard urged again and again, making the woman even more flustered and at a loss.

"I...wu...I...wu..."

The tangled voice and the sobbing tone were mixed together, and there was no decision...

"I... don't know..." The woman sat helplessly on the ground, crying heartbrokenly, "How do you want me to choose..."

She used all her strength to kowtow to the older wizard: "Please, save them both!"

boom,

boom,

boom--!

Blood, mixed with tears.

"Hey!" The older wizard sighed and turned his head away unbearably, "Really... I can only save one!"

But the woman just kowtowed blankly and repeated over and over again: "Save them both...save them both...save them..."

"Mother……"

A weak voice sounded softly: "Save your brother."

"Aimi!" The woman turned her head in disbelief, her already riddled heart being hit hard again.

The little girl forced a smile on her painful face: "My younger brother... still wants to inherit... the title. If my younger brother dies... my father will be... unhappy."

"My daughter!"

Her knees dragged the woman's body, and she hugged the little girl's head, crying heartily, "Why are you always so pitiful!"

"My younger brother likes to eat cakes, so you give it to my younger brother... My younger brother likes toys, so you also give it to your younger brother... Now... this is life!"

"My poor daughter!"

"Why are you always so kind, why are you always so pitiful!"

Tears fell down the little girl's face.

She smiled and lay happily in her mother's arms, murmuring: "Because... I like you... Mother... If there is another life... I will still be your daughter..."

"Mom, don't beg others. The way you beg for others... makes me feel uncomfortable..."

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