Don't confiscate my citizenship

The wind blew past the edges of the stands, carrying the bloody smell of the slaughterhouse.

"..."

Viscount Levin Kingston stared downwards.

He was filled with confusion, confusion and panic.

...Is this really the gentle and kind-hearted young man he met three days ago?

The unsolvable mystery is obviously related to the young men and women around him.

Viscount Levin Kingston glanced at Lanqi and West Germany.

Lan Qi was still touching the little black cat in his hand, with a smile on his lips, as if he was very pleased with his disciple's transformation.

But Syd still leaned back on the chair calmly, holding his cheek lightly with his palms.

The Viscount's throat trembled slightly, but he just swallowed his saliva.

He originally planned to ask if the tragic situation of Spectre these days was related to the two of them, but he subconsciously stopped talking.

Because they were too calm and careless and regarded life as trivial, Viscount Kingston instinctively felt fear.

It was as if the people sitting next to him were not two human beings.

Looking from a distance, looking at Char's body covered in blood and not knowing when he would die, Viscount Levin Kingston felt as if a knife had been slashed on him.

Suddenly, the noise in the arena rushed into the ears of Viscount Levin Kingston again, making him feel that he had returned to reality, and he sat back down again with a feeling of dizziness.

"Excuse me, you two, what happened to Xia? Why is he like this!"

Out of the sense of responsibility of his elders, Viscount Levin Kingston still firmly asked the two of them in a deep voice.

No matter what, he regards Xia as his own.

At that time, I invited Char to walk and chat at the mansion. I also told Char 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 Snowfield Province now, and Lilith. Because of the transformation that happened when she met Xia Ya and the efforts she made because of it over the years.

He knew that Xia Ya would be inspired by this, and maybe he could awaken something, but he wouldn't become what he is now!

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

"In accordance with the most orthodox education method of our school, I gave him individual guidance and special training. He did not disappoint me and successfully gained the power to protect the people he loves."

Lanci replied.

The coursework is to suppress bandits. A man who wants to inherit a territory must also shoulder the responsibility of protecting the people of the territory.

Love and justice coexist, not only have the education targets been achieved, but they are also full of merit and good deeds.

When Hyperion finds out, she will definitely praise herself.

"Protus Royal Academy of Magic...?"

Viscount Levin Kingston was surprised.

Although this school has been rumored to be very harsh, does it really train people like this?

He looks like an elite demon sergeant, okay? !

"That school...he doesn't need to go to that school anymore."

Lan Qi smiled again,

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

"..."

Viscount Levin Kingston stroked his forehead, completely confused as to what was going on.

He knew that Xia Ya failed to pass the entrance examination for special admissions at first, and if he took the recommendation route, even senior professors in the school would only have one or two fixed quotas every three years, and they would only be given to the better ones. As a student, it is impossible to promote Xia just because of face.

He shook his head.

"...But if the fight continues like this, Xia Ya will really die. How should he win?"

Viscount Levin Kingston can forget everything. He is only worried about Char's safety now.

"Could it be that his mental image has also changed? Is that his trump card?"

So far, Char has not used that umbrella in battle. It seems that it will only affect his performance in fierce close combat. Although it seems that the umbrella has not changed at all, it may have some second-stage changes!

"No, I have not changed Xia's original intention and heart."

Lan Qi shook his head.

No matter before or now, he has never changed the nature of others, but only satisfied and realized the wishes and demands of others, allowing them to find true happiness.

"...?!"

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

Xiaya has changed so much now, but his weapons have not changed at all...

This means that his mental image has really not changed at all...

If he had really fulfilled himself and truly turned into this, then what kind of pure and strange evil existence would he be now?

in the arena.

There are still flashes of swords and splashes of blood, and the battle is progressing very quickly. It shouldn't take long to decide the winner.

At present, it seems that the obviously stronger Viscount Dean has the advantage.

Assassins and warriors exchange blood, and the outcome is clear at a glance!

"Get ready to die!"

Dean's eyes were about to turn red, and the hands holding the sword erupted with dazzling power, and along with the thunder and sword energy, he slashed towards Char's body.

This loser actually dared to confront him head-on and let himself suffer like this.

He has never been so embarrassed or suffered such a crime since he was a child!

He was very sure that he would kill this bastard named Xia even without his father's guarantee today.

But the good thing is that after fighting like this for a long time, although he suffered some injuries, it was obvious that Charia was going to be unable to hold on first. Even if Charia avoided this blow, he would be able to defeat it very quickly even if it was just a grind. Xia Yamo died.

When the sword was about to hit Char and Char could not avoid it, Dean also laughed wantonly!

No matter how torturous the previous process was, when the battle is over, the moment he wins and kills the opponent, he will feel unimaginable happiness! !

The next moment.

Accompanied by a loud noise, the sword seemed to strike an extremely hard barrier, making Dean's hand numb and unable to press down any further.

I saw Char's expression regained his composure, looking at him sideways indifferently, and blocked his attack with a transparent barrier umbrella.

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

"!!"

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

This kind of healing spell with a long casting process can only be added to melee professions comfortably by nannies who stand in the back row and have casting space. The purple rare healing magic has a very high multiplier, and with negative effects, I'm afraid the cure rate will go up to a higher level.

Char's magic attributes are not bad. Even a second-level assassin can learn first-level pink sacred magic. His own magic talent is a bit outrageous for the elves.

Dean, who originally thought he was about to win, saw that Char began to rely on this barrier that even the fourth-level attack was difficult to break, and actually in front of him, he was almost beaten to the bottom. The state is full of milk again!

Dean's eyes were widened and bloodshot, and his hands were trembling.

In a remote place like Kingston City, it is impossible to buy so many high-quality deformed cards like [Error Slow Healing].

Someone must have given it to Char.

who is it? ! !

Immediately, Dean's eyes suddenly locked on the audience, where Lan Qi was watching the game with a smile in the distance.

We had met once before, and that guy seemed to be a healing mage. After all, the woman next to him was also a warrior, and he was the only one who could carry these underworld magic cards.

However, facing such gaze, Lan Qi just gave Dean a positive thumbs up and encouraged him to keep working hard.

Suddenly.

Looking at Lan Qi's taunting from a distance, but having no way to deal with Xia Ya, Dean felt like he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

He stood in the field, as if he had forgotten the pain, and even started to lose his mind.

"No matter whether I kill Xia Ya or not today, I will kill you!!!"

Dean roared hysterically towards the audience, his shrill voice almost tearing the sky apart.