Spellmaster’s Manual

2021-06-07

  Chapter 22 Deathmatch Invitation

Broken Lake Prison, restaurant.

"I won 45 Contribution Points, and I have to participate in the Blood Moon Trial for a few days!?"

Ash, who was doing his work, lifts the head in a daze, with a cheated look on his face. Expression: "Isn’t it said that people who have contributed a lot, the trial sequence is later!?"

"It is true."

Ronald said while drinking milk: "But there is One premise-all prisoners are not allowed to miss their first Blood Moon Trial. Only a very small number of people can escape the catastrophe because of amnesty."

"And go through a Blood Moon Trial and Those who survive will arrange the trial sequence according to the level of contribution later."

"Then what if I die the first Blood Moon Trial?"

"If you If you have this kind of worry, why don't you fight a counterfeit match with me and lose all your contribution to me."

"Wishful thinking!" Ash mumbled, thought about it and said: "You said before, Blood Moon Trial will only die one person?"

"Yes, there are eight participants, but only one person will die." Ronald said: "There is only a 12.5% ​​chance of death, which is actually quite low— This is a normal situation."

"Am I an ordinary person?"

"Obviously, you are not the Four Pillar Gods evil Sect Leader. Murder, kidnapping, imprisonment, Bloody sacrifices... because you have suffered at least a thousand people. Your reputation has been a household name during this time. If there is no accident, you must be an important target of attention in the Blood Moon Trial."

Heath is brave. Fly, there is a pot of Ash on the back...Ash has an infinite resentment towards Heath in his heart, so he drinks six walnuts if he is lacking in his brain. What a cult! It's so angry and resentful, even online loans are not as hateful as you!

"Well, if you give up, why not give me your contribution." Ronald said: "I will remember your sacrifice and live happily with my boyfriend..."

"Fuck off!" Ash hummed, "Maybe I will survive? I won't give up!"

"That's good." Ronald doesn't seem to care about Ash's 95 contribution points. , Said: "Someone wants to challenge you, accept it?"

"This is why you waited for me in the restaurant, right?"

"Yes." Ronald said frankly : "As for the reason, you can understand the amount of contribution that the opponent bet on-37 contribution."

Ash squinted: "The person who fought 36 death fights before challenged me. ? I only bet on 2 points of contribution."

Ronald shrugged.

"That's why I am here to inform you."

"Generally speaking, all newcomers to death fight challenge the elderly, because newcomers can be big and small. Old people can also challenge newcomers. It’s not impossible, after all, even if a little, it’s still better than nothing, but basically after 5 games, otherwise the elderly will not even have the interest in earning contribution."

"So some elderly people take the initiative to challenge you. I’m still amazed. I want to ask if you have a feast with the other party."

"Who is the other party?"

"Varkas · Ur."

Ash shook his head: "I haven't heard it."

Of course he hasn't heard it. After all, he doesn't even have a memory of Heath. Even if Varkas really had a feast with Heath, Ash is also impossible to know.

"Schilling · Dole."

"en?" Ash blinked: "Who?"

Ronald waved: "Nothing, I just remembered I have an acquaintance."

"Will you accept Varkas' challenge?"

"What weapon does Varkas use?"

"Sword."

Ash moved in his heart and looked towards the side with the corner of his eyes, and saw Sword Princess sitting on the dinner table with Erlang's legs upturned, holding his hands on his chest, looking at him calmly, the black threads on both legs are very dazzling .

She squinted at Ash: "Is it interesting to sneak at me?"

"I'm sorry." Ash turned her head and stared at the black thread, suddenly a in her heart came out single thought: "Speaking of, since you can touch me, can I also touch you? Cough cough, Sword Princess, you will go back and wash it later..."

zheng! Sword Princess Pulling out her gorgeous decorative sword, Ash suddenly sat down and said to Ronald, "Let Varkas wash his neck and wait for me tomorrow!"

"Then you come to the death fight club tomorrow morning, I Don't bother you to eat, boyfriend is still waiting for me, goodbye." Ronald left with a gust of wind.

Ash thought that Ronald’s boyfriend was waiting for him in the couple’s room, but he glanced at him and found that Ronald did not go to the couple’s room, on the contrary, he left in the direction leading to the death match. Society... Maybe there are people fighting to death at night and wanting healers to suddenly die after working overtime, Ash thought.

"Go back to the bedroom." Sword Princess jumped off the dining table: "You are busy tonight, I want to take you to explore the world you never know."

Ash's face flushed with anger suddenly-what is the world I haven't understood! ? Do I look so virgin! ?   This woman speaks too much, if she continues to be arrogant, wouldn't I lose any status! ?

"Why can't you come yet?"

"Come on~"

……

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At 8:45 in the evening, there is an unknown death fight in the death fight club with no other audience.

"Ash agreed, but not because of the name you gave me, but because he was looking forward to a sword opponent-when I said that you use a sword blade, he made a decision Determined."

"Thank you, this time I owe you a favor, Ronald."

"Varkas, you can return the favor to me now, as long as you tell why you suddenly Focus on Ash cute. Does it have anything to do with that name—Schilling ·Dole?"

In the dim auditorium, a thin middle age person was watching the food on the ring.

Yes, eating, there should be no better adjective than this. Although the food moves, flees, screams, and begs for mercy, it is only food to eat.

"I don't mind telling it, as long as you don't regret it."

"That's fine, I am very affectionate with my boyfriend, and I am very satisfied with life, and I don't want to mix it up with greatness. In the game of character."

Ronald tore off a warm piece of pork and chewed it in his mouth: "But is Ash really the head of the Four Pillar Gods cult? I think I’m myself His ability to recognize people is pretty good. He is more like a student who has just worked. I thought he was innocent."

middle age person coldly snorted.

"Everyone who steps into this cesspit is far away from the word innocence. The only difference is whether only the skin is stained with filth, or whether he opens his mouth and takes the initiative to swallow the stench."

"I'm having a meal, Varkas, don't talk about feces."

"Then I won't disturb you, I wish you a happy meal."

When the gate of the Death Fight Club rumblingly closed, the wailing that seemed like nothing disappeared in the darkness of thick ink.

Varkas walked in the prison passage, and every prisoner and guard he met kept away from him indifferently.

Occasionally I met a new prisoner who had just come in. When the latter saw Varkas' ears, his face naturally showed the expression of taking pleasure in other people's misfortune.

Because Varkas’ ears are pointed.

When Varkas returned to his bedroom, he saw a prison guard waiting at the door.

He had long expected, and while opening the door, he whispered: "Ash Heath has promised to fight to the death with me."

"Be sure to smash his brain, heart, and spine thoroughly to achieve To the extent that the Two Wings spellmaster can't be cured," the prison guard said.

"I will do what you asked for, what about what you promised me?" Varkas opened the door but didn't go in, turning his head and staring at the prison guard.

"As long as Ash Heath dies tomorrow, you will disappear from this prison after the next Blood Moon Trial is over." The guard said, "But you and the child can't stay in Kaimon City anymore. , This is Mr. Schilling's request."

"I have no interest in continuing to breathe the same air as Schilling." Varkas showed disgust.

"The free time is almost over. Don't stand outside and go into your cell."

Varkas twitched his mouth, stepped into his room, and let the automatic door close. .

The prison guard turned and left, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, sneaked.

"Trifling an elf prisoner on death row, but still has the arrogance of a natural nobleman... Heh!"

PS: Recently, I wake up after sleeping for six hours. If I can sleep for seven个小时简直想要感谢周公庇佑……

稍微求一下推荐票月票之类的，新人新书也想上榜单……

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