Spellmaster’s Manual

2021-06-07

  Chapter 32 The small mouth wipes the elf of Kaisailu

Igor is puzzled.

Ash Heath suddenly fell into deep thought after asking him a question that was too mentally retarded.

But Ash is certainly not mentally retarded, and Igor would not admit that he was defeated by mental retardation.

"Have you guessed the reason Varkas challenged you?"

Ash came over and asked tentatively: "Because of that child?"

Igor nodded.

"I think so too."

"Varkas has been in jail for five years, almost never challenging others, just reaping the contribution of people who dislike him. It’s enough to live comfortably."

"He suddenly jumped out this time, and there is no other reason except because of the child. At the beginning, he dared to raise the child at the risk of ruin and imprisonment. It is also enough to prove that he attaches great importance to that child."

"That child has already been educated in the fostering house. There are many people who can contact that child, but they will associate the child and Varkas with you. There is only one'key person'."

"That is Schilling·Dole."

Looking at Igor's confident eyes, Ash vaguely felt that this is what he should Know the name.

But he just doesn't know.

"Who is Schilling?"

Igor stared into Ash's eyes and suddenly said: "Don't move."

He extended the hand and pointed A look at Ash's face, "You ask again."

"Who is Schilling?"

Igor was taken aback for a moment, then sighed and took his hand back.

"Schilling · Dole is a professor of history at Kaimon University and the president of the ELF Association for Racial Rights Protection. He has many titles, but those are not related to you. It has the most to do with you, Mo He is a consultant teacher of the Ancient Cultural Relics Research Society of Kaimon Comprehensive University."

The Ancient Cultural Relics Research Society?   Ash blinked, realizing a possibility.

"I used to be a member of the Society of Ancient Cultural Relics?"

"Actually, you are still the president of the Society of Ancient Cultural Relics. Although I don't have any evidence, but Schilling and you should have an interest relationship that surpasses ordinary teachers and students."

Four Pillar Gods cult!    Is it possible that Heath bewitched so many heretic by the strength of oneself, and established the Four Pillar Gods cult, a criminal gang with the nature of the underworld, by virtue of personal charisma and leadership? This is   indeed possible, but it is more likely that Heath has accepted gifts and help from others!   Schilling ·Dole is probably one of the helpers behind Heath!

"I have given my sincerity, so are you willing to answer my question? Although I have guessed the answer."

Igor interrupted Ash's thoughts.

"You guessed it, and you asked me why... Just ask."

"How on earth did you fool me with your heart? In the ring last night, I passed Only by listening to your heart can you predict the direction of your attack. I have hardly failed this move, because no one can deceive myself."

Ash slightly startled.

"What, can you listen to my heart?"

"Only in the ring, I can listen to the whispers of your soul through your agitated emotions."

Igor explained that he would not say such weak words generally speaking, and he even hoped that others would be jealous and fear him.

But for some reason, he felt that the technique of bluffing should be of little use to Ash, so he didn't bother to pretend it.

"I didn't use my heart to deceive you." Ash scratched his head: "I only now know that you can cheat like this. No wonder I couldn't even hit you with a punch."

"Then how do you say in your heart,'You are pretty good-looking' while punching me in the face?"

"It is not contradictory to say that you are good-looking and want to beat you!"

Igor had to say a few more words: "Generally speaking, I can hear the most real desire in people's hearts, so those false ideas that float on the surface can't deceive me. If you want to hit me, Then I can definitely hear the thought of'I want to slap you in the face' instead of the compliment'You look pretty'."

"Oh, I probably understand what you mean."

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Ash tilted his head.

"At that time, I was probably distracted."

"Wandering?"

"Well, when I distracted, I think about it, and I want to find something astringent. The picture is seductive, so I sincerely think you are good-looking."

"Then why did you hit me suddenly?"

"Because I'm out of mind, I stand up, naturally quickly Entering the working state." Ash shrugged: "Sterious pictures will only affect the speed of my part-time work."

It sounds reasonable, because I was distracted, Igor misunderstood my heart-who believes it!

A Four Pillar Gods cult Sect Lord, a genius martial artist who can grow rapidly in battle, this kind of person will be distracted in battle?    Additionally, when talking about Schilling ·Dole, Ash pretended not to know this person, and Igor would be more willing to believe that Ash has mastered the perfect technique of disguising himself!    "Impossible, even if I lose my mind, I will definitely hear your true voice!"

"Don't be so sure, maybe you have limited abilities..."

"Since If you say that, let me test it!"

Igor reached out and touched Ash’s face, "I can tell by the temperature change of your face whether you have lied, you just tell the truth or falsehood Words! If my abilities are limited, I will definitely tell the truth of your words!"

Ash blinked.

"What I said is a lie."

Igor was taken aback.

Wait, his sentence is true or false? If he said this sentence is true, but he said he was lying, so this is a lie; if it is false, it is the opposite meaning, this sentence is the truth...

Baby logic messed up Igor's interior. He sat blankly in the audience, like a doll that had been played badly, mumbling true and false.

Ash spreads out, like this kind of brain teaser, he has encountered too many in the interview. It seems that little children in this world have not seen this kind of puzzle problem.

At this moment, there was a loud noise at the door of the Death Fight Club.

"Oh, isn't this our lord elf?"

"Your lord Ur, the humble orc offers you the most precious blessings, do you need me to lick your shoes for you?"

"Get out of the way, don't stain the clothes of the elf Young Master, you inferior races don't deserve to be close to the elf within five steps!"

Although the chip prohibits prisoners Speaking against others, but it's just'hostile', the chip is not smart enough to recognize what is'mystifying'.

Ash is quite surprised that this group of people actually work with a common purpose and drink this Ge object together.

It’s not that he has expectations for the IQ and ethics of executed prisoners, but here you can neither physically conflict nor verbally bully. You can’t even hurt the opponent’s hair. Mystifying two sentences are already It's the limit.

But in the adult world, bullying at this level is similar to a girlfriend punching your chest with a small fist. It's chilly and boring. The ordinary person should quickly get bored.

Since they are not tired of playing, they can only explain...

"Thank you for your concern." Varkas bowed slightly and made a very decent etiquette: "Everyone speaks so It sounds good, you must wipe your mouth before leaving the bathroom?"

"Varkas, you scold us for eating shit?"

"No, I just want to praise those who eat shit after eating it People who wipe your mouth, why did you jump out by yourself? Could it be that you also eat shit?"

"Wah! Ul! Ka! Si!"

"Hey, in , Your breath is a bit big, there is a smell of urine, it seems that your recipe is more extensive."

"Wa-Er-Ka-Si -"

"Hey, what are you doing so excited, I am not scolding you. I remembered a joke, I thought I went downstairs to throw trash, accidentally hit the dog, the dog must have barked, you are right Right? So, I heard a dog barking when I was throwing out the garbage. It must have hit the dog."

"Varkas——!"

"Didn't expect to finish." There are so many people who wipe their mouths in the toilet. I used to hear artificial rumors that the prisoners in Broken Lake Prison would eat shit and rice. I will definitely clarify for you in the future. This is not a rumor."

Igor Can't help but laugh.

"Such a marvelous scolding war is only seen in Broken Lake Prison."

Ash nodded, he fully understands why Varkas can suppress a dozen people on the opposite side with one mouth—— Because you can’t swear swear words, once you want to swear swear words, the chip will automatically block your throat, leaving all your swear words in your stomach to ferment, equivalent to instant silence.

So those people couldn't speak after calling Varkas's name.

Then Varkas turned his head and nodded at them.

In order to avoid the limitation of chips, how to scold people without swearing, and how to scold people lose their minds and be banned by the chip are two major elements that must be mastered in prison scolding wars.

Obviously, Varkas’s little mouth is like wiping Kai Sailu. The other death row prisoners are not his opponents at all, and they are so irrationally cursed that they are banned.

There are others who want to do it. The chip directly takes over their jurisdiction, making their bodies directly stiff, and their bangs fall to the ground.

"Don't give me a gift, go back."

Varkas raised his chin, as if crossing them gracefully. The people who lost the scolding battle waited for Varkas with fire in their eyes, but they couldn't scold them, beat them, or beat them. It can be said that the scene explained what is incompetent rage.

No wonder these prisoners are not tired of mystifying. There is such a poisonous tongue expert as Varkas, and the interaction they have got is too strong, I am afraid that they will not be lying in bed tonight and think about how to scold them back.

"Ash Heath?"

"Varkas · Ur?"

Varkas looked towards Ash from a distance, and his thin face returned to indifference.

He pointed to the ring, "If it’s okay, let’s start right away."

The eyes of the Death Fight Club gathered, some looking forward, some joking, some Curious, some crazy.

Igor glanced at Ash.

Now Ash already knows that Varkas is related to Professor Schilling, there must be a problem with this death fight. If he were Ash, he would definitely refuse this death fight-he would never take part in an uncertain fight.

"Sword Princess?"

Igor slightly startled, he heard Ash call out a name gently. But no one here is called Sword Princess, and Ash did not look towards anyone.

"It's a bit lonely..."

Ash murmured softly, turning his head to look towards Varkas.

For some reason, Igor couldn't help but say: "Varkas is much better than me. He is not an opponent you can defeat with cleverness. Moreover, the destructive power of the sword is much stronger, maybe a sword It will be the winner."

"Thank you." Ash smiled: "I don't plan to use a smart one this time."

"Then what do you use?"

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"Use my life. I use my life to bet that his first sword can't kill me."

Watching Varkas step towards the ring, Ash also stood up.

"As long as the first sword can't kill me, then the second sword is my chance."

PS: By the way, I heard that you can lottery with a monthly ticket of 1,000.

Could you vote for a monthly pass, and give me all.

I hope you don’t fail to appreciate somebody's kindness (`ω)   　　and thank you very much for the Alliance Leader of the nine-year-old man! The boss is so fierce!