Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 381 Bloodline Apprentice
Although Yaro knew that this was because he not only did not take direct action, but also made the choice to invite the young people, which disrupted too many of their plans.

They also knew that this was just an excuse the man in black robes made in a panic to save his life.

However, isn't this crude and infuriatingly crude remedy, and this perfunctory and absurd reason, somewhat insulting?

The greatsword dragged behind him, its gleaming blade making a crisp clanging sound against the gravel.

"What do you consider yourselves? The masterminds behind the scenes controlling everything? Or the high and mighty chess players?"

Step by step, Yaro gradually approached the half-beast Corey.

Yaro knew that the 'Lanelli Wizarding Family' was, to some extent, an ally of him.

Yaro knew even better that after activating the Magic Strikes, his emotions would become volatile.

He struggled to regain his composure and overcome his raging emotions.

"Heh, you found out I live nearby and have seen me fight, so you want to push me to the front to draw your hatred?"

He talked as he walked.

It's like a simple venting.

It's as if they're using this method to force the person in front of them to confess honestly.

It's more like expressing one's inner dissatisfaction and letting the person in front of them calm one's mind.

However, Corey was already terrified. He crawled on all fours and retreated in a panic.

Given the speed that Yaro just demonstrated, Corey wouldn't even have the slightest thought of hostility.

"You want to control me? Use me as a puppet? Treat me like an idiot? Use me as a scapegoat? And then you'll point at my back and laugh at me for being a fool?"

Yaro's murderous intent grew stronger, and his eyes became increasingly bloodshot.

Having the ability and needing to gain experience through combat is one thing, but being used as a pawn by others is another!

Thinking of the lies Red Lanelli had told him, Aro's reason seemed to be telling him:

'They claim to share a common enemy, but what have they offered? Not only have they not provided assistance, but they've also resorted to all sorts of underhanded tactics behind the scenes!'

In a short time, it's impossible to discern how much exchange of interests and how much scheming has occurred between the two factions.

"My goal is to eliminate undead monsters to gain experience points, collect undead materials to earn magic stones, and incidentally rescue these people, giving them a way to survive while also gaining some manpower."

'Once you understand your purpose, don't worry about the details. If you can't figure it out, then stop trying. Rather than tying your own hands, kill them all! At least they'll gain experience!'

Yaro paused in place, his expression constantly shifting. He felt that reason made a lot of sense, but he also had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.

'Forget it, doing more is worse than thinking too much. Those two boys can't hold out for long. Let's hurry back to help after we're done.'

"Well, that makes sense!"

Yaro suddenly looked up. "You've got tough skin. Come on, let me see how many moves you can take!"

“My lord, I confess, I confess!” Corey suddenly knelt down, screaming in panic, “Red Lanelli made me do these things! It was him! It was him! My lord, please, spare me, I will tell you everything…”

Shut up! I don't want to hear your nonsense!

Yaro interrupted him abruptly, a crazed and bloodthirsty grin spreading across his face. "Show me what you've got! Right now, all I want is to kill you... or be killed by you!"

Therefore, Red Lanelli's judgment was not entirely wrong. If Yaro had entered the current state earlier, perhaps everything would have developed as Red Lanelli predicted.

However, after going around in circles, are we now back on the right track?
With a clang of the greatsword, Yaro roared, "Useless trash! Stand up! Kill me!"

Given Corey's current state, Yaro is genuinely worried that the system might withhold experience points.

More importantly, just as a hungry person wants to feast, Yaro now wants to eat something substantial. Corey's current limp appearance is really disappointing.

"No, no, no... My lord! How dare I lay a hand on you!" Corey trembled, waving his hands fawningly. "Since that's the case... then you shall die!"

Yaro grinned maliciously, his muscles bulging, and he raised his heavy sword high with great effort, bringing a strong wind pressure with it. It seemed fast but was actually slow, and it brought down with immense power.

Are you willing to kneel on the spot and wait to die?

If you really want to, then I don't care!

In that brief moment, Corey's eyes were fixed on the dazzling crystal blade, which drew ever closer, as if the sky were collapsing.

Timidity, fear, terror, determination...

His eyes flickered several times.

bet?
What to bet on?
Would someone be willing to gamble on the life of a madman like you?

Do not!
Who cares about other people's lives?

What's more, the person in front of us is a madman!
Corey's short hair stood on end like a hedgehog, and he quickly pushed forward, changing from a kneeling position to a head-butting posture.

"roll!"

The greatsword suddenly accelerated and slashed fiercely at the spiky hair that had burst open.

bump!
Corey's head bounced open like a ball.

"You've got something. You're a bloodline apprentice? What kind of bloodline is that so strange?" A hint of amusement flashed in Yaro's eyes.

Corey shook his head, staring at Yaro as if drunk, his eyes a strange black, with traces of black blood seeping from the corners of his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "It was you...you forced me to do this!"

Yaro licked his lips cruelly and said greedily, "What else? Show it to me!"

Is this 'porridge' going to turn into a delicious 'beef' dish?

Corey's breathing became more rapid, his hair twisted into a black drill, his body gradually became slender, and fish-scale-like armor appeared on his pale skin.

Yaro naturally wouldn't sit idly by and watch him complete his transformation. Since the enemy had already mustered the will to fight, he would no longer suppress his killing intent.

"die!"

Clang clang clang...!
Even though the scales weren't visible, their defensive capabilities were already quite impressive. The crystalline heavy sword struck the pale skin, producing a metallic clang with each strike.

With the enhancement of magic, Aro's attack frequency can be as fast as his reaction speed.

Corey wanted to fight back, but he couldn't keep up with the pace at all. He shook his head and swayed like a slow-moving monitor lizard with a single horn on its head, making him a living punching bag.

"In that case... let's try elemental attacks."

hum!
The greatsword roared suddenly, and intense flames ignited on its crystalline surface.

Tear!

A large chunk of flesh was cleaved off. Corey turned his head to retaliate, but his body suddenly stiffened, and a splatter of foul-smelling blood appeared on his face.

"Do not……!"

Just as Yaro jumped away, the system displayed a string of data.

……

[Ding! Defeat the enemy to obtain 'Magic Strike Technique' and 'Fiery Sword Technique'...]

[Experience value +815]

Yaro stared in awe at the strange corpse that was bubbling with tiny blood bubbles and gradually shriveling up, marveling at its strength.

Over 800 experience points? And this is just a beginner apprentice?
(End of this chapter)