Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 191 Return
In the center of the college level, amidst countless towering buildings, lies a wide plaza.

Countless students flocked to the square, eagerly watching the arc-shaped sky-blue energy ring in the center.

The apprentices nearby had eyes full of worry.

Why hasn't Lord Yaro come out yet?

"Weren't those students who got trapped in the misty space rescued long ago?"

"No one has walked out of this portal for a long time."

The older male apprentice asked worriedly, "Is Lord Yaro alright?"

Several beautifully dressed female apprentices changed their expressions slightly upon hearing this, turned around and shouted, "Lord Yaro is so strong, what could possibly happen to him!"

"That's right, that's right! Young Master Yaro is the strongest!"

"If something happens to you, my beloved Yaro will not be harmed!"

……

Faced with the onslaught of numerous beautiful young women, the older male apprentice was no match for them. He was immediately driven to flee by the barrage of scolding and scorn, hiding his face and disappearing into the crowd.

After driving away their common "enemy," several exquisitely dressed and budding young girls found themselves embroiled in "internal strife."

"What do you mean by 'your beloved Yaro'? Lord Yaro is mine!"

"Look at your figure, you actually dare to dream?"

"What's wrong with me? Maybe Lord Yaro likes my type!"

"Alright, alright, we're best friends, stop arguing. You two make up, I'll take care of Young Master Yaro."

……

While the commotion below was raging, in the seemingly deserted sky above, the academy's instructors concealed themselves, staring intently at the energy ring and whispering amongst themselves.

"I never expected that old fogey from the academy would actually make a move and pull away the Misty Dimension."

The academy's instructors were naturally aware of the existence of the Suit Clown, and many of them had even specifically inquired about the principles behind his existence, including the fact that the evil rituals were all developed by imitating the Suit Clown's existence.

Why did he treat those trainees?

"Who knows why he would save him? I'm only worried that he'll kill Yaro. I'm still waiting for Yaro to hand over that powerful spell."

Some mentors were mocking Anthony: "Didn't you say you had defeated Bosco and imprisoned him? How come the retreating guards are saying Bosco was commanding them?"

Anthony was annoyed, but he maintained a fake smile and pretended not to care: "Then you didn't hear me clearly. What appeared was not just a phantom, but a ghost. Who among us can't create a ghost that retains a certain degree of consciousness?"

Furthermore, a mentor was whispering with Lysa, hoping to exchange knowledge of 'powerful magic' from her at a certain cost.

Lysa couldn't hide her joy. Her face was all wrinkled, and she smiled like an old chrysanthemum. "They didn't say whether they would give me the original spell or whether I would have to swear an oath not to tell anyone. They can't say anything. We'll talk about it once I get my hands on it."

"It's alright, it can be analyzed anyway. Since even an apprentice can use it, the difficulty level must not be high."

No restriction method can be said to be absolute, so these mentors who do not have enough contribution points are directly preparing to buy second-hand knowledge.

After all, contribution points are hard to earn, but magic stones are plentiful for them.

Amidst the commotion, a few ripples suddenly appeared in the center of the sky-blue energy ring.

Everyone instinctively held their breath, widened their eyes, and craned their necks to look at the center of the square.

In just a moment, a hole suddenly appeared in the center of the energy ring.

pat!

A disheveled figure appeared there.

His upper body was covered in tattered cloth, and every tattered spot was covered with fine wounds.

Below the waist, there was an exceptionally wide armored leg. Because the armor was so wide, the robust body appeared unusually thin, making it look even more comical.

He had a head of unkempt blond hair, with a few water droplets clinging to it, shimmering in the sunlight.

His face was very fair and delicate, with a light downy hair. His eyebrows had a youthful air about them. Judging from his appearance alone, he should not be very old.

But... his eyes were exceptionally clear, and his face was very resolute.

His body stood tall and straight, like an invincible divine sword!

The moment he came out, the apprentices around him recognized him.

"Lord Yaro has come out!"

The dense crowd erupted in a clamor, their expressions excited, accompanied by various screams, creating a frenzied atmosphere.

"Yaro!"

"Young Master Yaluo!"

"Ah!! Yaro has such a great figure!" "Lord Yaro!"

"Look here!"

……

Yaro paused, looking around at the young apprentices with fervent expressions, like star-struck fans, his mind filled with doubt.

Is this awkward?
Did I go to the wrong place?

That's not right. Many of them are indeed wearing the academy's apprentice robes.

But... what's with this feeling of being at a fan meeting?

At this moment, the surrounding clamor gradually unified, and the apprentices shouted the same word with fervent expressions.

"hero!"

"hero!"

"hero!"

……

The sounds were like surging waves, rising higher and higher with each call from the apprentices!
amount……

Yaro's expression was complex, filled with both intense embarrassment and a sense of absurdity, as well as profound emotion.

It's a feeling of being recognized and appreciated by others after paying a huge price to save many people.

It's a feeling of being moved by unexpected joy after putting in so much effort without expecting anything in return.

So it turns out... everything I do can be recognized by everyone.

But... all my clothes are torn!

And... could you please stop having so many people looking at me with such awkward expressions?

I could never adapt to this kind of fan-girling scene!

"hero!"

"hero!"

……

The crowd continued their frenzied shouts.

They were so excited.

They witnessed and remembered Yaro's unparalleled victory and triumph, and at that moment, they were no different from some of his fanatical fans.

A sword strike as powerful as a demon or a god, first slaying Alice's phantom!
Several faceless men launched a sneak attack and cut him in half at the waist!

Three lost souls deceived you; swift counterattack and kill them!

A super cool sword strike against the still-unconscious, lost warrior!
Despite facing widespread condemnation, his resolve remained firm, and he acted decisively without hesitation!
A phoenix cries out, swords flash, magic rages, and unparalleled power sweeps across the land!
One man, one suit of armor, and one sword!
Unstoppable, invincible, and indestructible!

Flames erupted, divine birds soared, their awe-inspiring power like divine might, directly breaking through all obstacles!
……

Having witnessed Yarrow's actions, how could they not go mad?

"hero!"

"hero!"

……

If you're a little different from others, they'll only be resentful.

But they were completely convinced by Yaro.

This is not just because of Aro's age, not just because of Aro's swordsmanship, and not just because of Aro's strength!

They were more impressed by Yarrow's unwavering will.

If thousands of people wearing the armor of the academy's law enforcement team were to rebuke them, saying that their memories had been altered and that they had been bewitched by something strange, they would absolutely not be able to do what Yaro did decisively.

Even if they possessed the power of Yaro, they probably wouldn't, and wouldn't dare, do what Yaro did.

Therefore, they were convinced, they longed for it, they yearned for it... and thus the scene at this moment naturally occurred.

Yaro looked at the young faces and suddenly became lost in thought for a moment.

So... they were teenagers too.

(End of this chapter)