Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 166 What does it have to do with you?

Yaro had just pushed open the iron gate outside the courtyard.

Hearing the commotion, Desi hurriedly came out of the room, and ran along the narrow path in the courtyard, avoiding the clutter, until he reached the courtyard.

But when he saw Yaro, clad in full armor, shrouded in black mist, and with a terrifying figure, Desi paused in his tracks. However, remembering his sister's uncertain fate, he overcame his body's instinctive aversion to the power of the abyss and rushed forward anxiously to inquire:

"Yaro, have you found Lord Bosco? What did Lord Bosco say? Did he go to the rescue?"

Desi looked just as disheveled as before, indicating that he had not followed Yaro's instructions to wash up and rest in his room.

But this is no wonder.

In such circumstances, few people would be able to rest peacefully.

Yaro wasn't in the mood to explain further to Desi, but judging from Desi's expression, he probably wouldn't give up unless he explained, so he simply said:
"I couldn't find Professor Bosco. Things have changed, but there's still a chance. I need to take inventory of the items as soon as possible. I don't need to explain the details; you should be able to find out soon enough."

If Anthony wasn't lying to himself, and if he really intended to spread the message to every corner of the academy, Desi would naturally see it and be able to roughly guess the specific reason.

However, Desi's explanation was hardly convincing.

And Yarrow was the only savior Desi could find.

Deci had no other choice but to seek help from Yarrow. However, when a person puts all their hopes into one thing, all their thoughts will naturally be focused on that one thing, making it very easy to get stuck in a rut.

Moreover, Aro has not yet broken the 'Magic Spell'.

The eerie black armor, the drifting gray mist, the flickering fine lightning, the ferocious black flame phoenix... none of them looked like good people.

Because magic absorbs the surrounding matter, when Yaro's voice spreads to the outside world, it sounds very deep and cold. This kind of voice at this moment further confirms Desi's suspicion.

"You didn't see Lord Bosco, did you?"

Desi approached step by step, attracting Yarrow's attention.

The abyssal power surrounding Yaro is hardly friendly to living beings. As Desi approached, the surrounding mist was gradually drawn to Desi's body, and the listless Black Flame Phoenix was also greatly invigorated, looking at the unsuspecting Desi with bloodlust.

Yaro frowned slightly and immediately shouted, "Stop!"

At this moment, Desi seemed to be under a spell, so how could he listen to Aro?

"You don't want to offend Professor Alice?"

"Are you here to kick me out?"

Desi pressed closer and closer, and Yaro, unwilling to hurt him, could only gradually retreat.

Desi's gaunt eyes widened, his fists clenched, veins bulging on his forehead, his face contorted, and he roared, "You never intended to save them, did you!"

Such words were the most offensive slander to Yaro, who had already made plans to risk his own life to save people.

If we explain this to Desi, how much time will it take?

Will it be of any help in the rescue efforts?
But looking at Desi's current state, would he be willing to give up without a clear explanation?
If Yaro were a little younger, he might have become rebellious upon hearing such words and refused to save her.

Don't you like to hear things clearly and understand them thoroughly?
Got it!
Let's talk slowly, for two days and two nights, and explain everything clearly.

But Aro was already mature enough to distinguish between what was important and what was urgent.

So upon hearing these words, I felt a mix of emotions, a bitter taste in my mouth, yet my unwavering resolve remained steadfast. I want to save people, simply because I want to—what's it to you?
"If you're willing to believe me, then shut up."

"If you don't want to believe me, then shut up and get out!" Yaro's tone was unusually stiff, and after the gas shield that extracted matter through the 'Abyss Contract Technique', it sounded even colder and more ruthless.

After saying that, he ignored Desi's expression and walked straight into the house.

The space inside the spatial ring was much smaller than Bialo had imagined; a rough estimate put it at only about three cubic meters.

This size is not enough to hold all the 'big treasures'; at most, it can only hold Yaro's combat items and some of his own treasures.

Furthermore, Yaro also needed to stop his magic spells, put on the magic spell armor he had previously crafted, and store many of his valuable items into his spatial ring.

With a few unwilling cries from the Black Flame Phoenix, the demonic flames gradually died down, and its black flame phoenix armor gradually disintegrated, revealing its dark skin and a tattered set of underwear.

Yaro retrieved the purification potion that had been prepared beforehand from the room and swallowed three vials.

"hiss!"

A cool, refreshing feeling seemed to rise from the bottom of his heart, and wisps of subtle abyssal power drifted out from Yaro's body, causing the deep black on his skin to fade.

Ignoring Desi standing outside the door, Yarrow hurriedly put on the armor in the room.

Yaro had too much to do, and he didn't know how much time he had left, so he could only try to speed things up and get everything ready as quickly as possible.

But... how could Yarrow's answer satisfy Desi?

But his only hope was Yaro. He dared not really provoke Yaro, so he could only suppress his panic and follow Yaro around the room in a daze, desperately trying to think of a solution.

How to do how to do!
How can we get Yaro to rekindle his idea of ​​providing aid?

As Desi watched Yaro pack up the items one by one, he suddenly thought of the apprentices who had disappeared in the past.

Could it be... that Yaro is also preparing to leave?
"No! No!"

If Yaro leaves, who else can I turn to?

Yaro casually grabbed a set of clothes and put them into his spatial ring; these were clothes he had prepared for himself.

After being sent out of the academy by the 'Secondary Substitute Puppet', he naturally cannot continue to wear his current armor. He must prepare ordinary clothes in advance to facilitate blending into the crowd and avoid possible pursuit.

But just as Yaro turned around, intending to walk past Desi again...

Desi suddenly blocked the doorway, his eyes bloodshot. He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly, crying and pleading, "Yaro, please don't go! Please save Delia!"

boom,
boom,
boom--!
The floor in the room was uneven, and in just a moment, Desi's forehead was already a blurry mess.

Drops of blood splattered out, drawing 'petals' on the black armor.

Desi cried out in anguish, "Only you, only you can save her! Please, please!"

Yaro watched silently.

Since you are Delia's brother, how can you calmly watch her join the Guard?

Why are you putting on airs in front of me now?
Is it because...you're the one who dragged her into this that you feel uneasy?
(End of this chapter)