Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 430 Yaro's Martial Arts

Ian must have noticed 'Yaro Garner's' reaction speed as well. He was also very self-aware, knowing that he couldn't match it, so he used this method to make up for it.

But what use is this kind of mechanical, indiscriminate basic warning magic array, combined with uncontrollable and rigid moves?
Yaro expressed great doubt.

Ian, however, had a different understanding of this:

"This basic early warning array won't be active all the time. You can choose whether to activate it after an enemy is detected."

As for the issue of stiff moves... yes, it's true that I can't control them freely. After all, I haven't mastered the sword techniques myself, and if I change them, all the moves I designed will fall apart.

If you can't adjust the moves, then adjust the angle and direction of flight.

Since the moves are always aimed forward, just focus all your attention on movement, ensuring the enemy is always directly in front of you, right?

Ian’s words were somewhat abstract, but Yaro understood them perfectly.

The 'Basic Warning Magic Array' combined with the 'Moves' can be considered as a single skill. The skill effect is: 'When an enemy approaches within two meters of your body, a sword move will be released immediately.'

Ian's overall tactical arrangement for the wind-type armor is similar to that of some aerial combat games, requiring players to 'aim' at the enemy and press buttons to unleash attacks.

If you miss and unleash a combo on thin air, immediately run away to interrupt the combo and move again.

If the enemy is too fast, too strong, or has very rich combat experience... in short, if they break through the enemy's defenses in various ways, your own wind shield will deflect the enemy or deflect yourself.

—Theoretically speaking, it seems impossible to take it down without a saturation attack?
Yaro is becoming more and more interested in this suit of armor.

Therefore, even knowing that the wind-elemental armor might be the key to the problem, he still couldn't help but ask:

"I see your materials shelves are all empty, and where's your... armor?"

"Morton took it." Ian's face was extremely grim.

Yaro raised his hand, making a stop gesture: "Wait... how many people in your family are named Morton?"

Ian chuckled coldly: "That's right, it's my so-called brother, that bastard who doesn't even have the surname 'Boone'!"

Ian had no idea of ​​Yaro's deeper intentions, and instead mistakenly thought that Yaro simply didn't believe 'Morton' would do such a thing.

Yaro murmured, "Is it really him?"

Was that cruel and ruthless mission description really referring to the handsome, cheerful, and kind-hearted Morton?

Morton = three skill points?

Yaro was still somewhat hesitant; he didn't quite believe that Morton would be the kind of cruel and ruthless person.

—It doesn't look like it.

As a result, Aroma immediately found an excuse for Morton: even if the mission description was true, couldn't Morton have deceived the bad guys and tricked the truly bloodthirsty and ruthless wizard apprentice into becoming fertilizer?
You know what, the more you think about it, the more reasonable it seems... How many good people can there be among wizards?

But it was precisely because this reason was so reasonable that Yaro hesitated again: there were not many good wizard apprentices to begin with, so why should Morton, identified by the remnant soul, be an exception?

But...what if?
For example, almost everyone who killed Aro deserved to die. But if their lingering souls had the chance to gather together, would they still speak well of Aro? Would they not seek revenge against Aro?
Yaro's hesitation can be summed up in one reason: he doesn't blindly trust information, even if it comes from the 'system'.

The system can kill when it tells you to kill, and save when it tells you to save. So, did Yaro bring a system with him, or did the system command a puppet?
Compared to a "professional assassin who completes missions regardless of who the target is," Yaro would prefer a system where "the system will assign missions based on who I want to kill." —The old system was fine, but there were no missions and the rewards were too low.

Thinking this, Yaro slowly exhaled and silently prayed:
"System, if you really gave me a second life, just tell me what's wrong. I'm definitely not an ungrateful person!"
But if... I mean if.

If you are simply a system, or if most of the task objectives are just randomly selected by you.

Then, please allow me to confirm whether that person deserves to die.

I think you can understand, right?
After all, you're a martial arts system, not an assassin system... right?

Although the Martial Arts System has not issued any missions, the mere mention of the word 'Martial Arts' has been subtly influencing Yaro all along.

In order to activate the system and start the mission, Yaro often pondered what 'martial arts' meant.

A long-term, multi-faceted exploration encompassing combat methods, behavioral patterns, and ideological perspectives.

Thoughts have inertia, muscles have memory.

He pondered for a long time what 'martial arts' meant, and tried many times to do things that conformed to 'martial arts'.

Personality is composed of three aspects: heredity, thought, and experience, and this accounts for two of them.

How could martial arts not affect Yaro?
……

Ian had no idea of ​​Yaro's turbulent emotions.

When he heard Yaro's seemingly questioning "It really is him," he became so angry that he trembled.

After a long silence, Ian suddenly stood up, his eyes bloodshot, and roared:
"Who else could it be but him? That thief from before? Does he even deserve it? Even if that thief stole my armor, he couldn't have taken it out of the Ian family's territory! But look at him now? That thief left with over fifty magic stones, all carefree!"

Ian's outburst jolted Yaro out of his reverie. He looked up and asked in confusion, "Thief? Who are you talking about?"

"Who else could it be! It's my former magic teacher! It was him who stole my things and gave them to Morton!"

Ian gritted his teeth in hatred: "Otherwise, how could he have stolen my things out of thin air? And even obtained fifty magic stones afterward? Just because I attacked him, does that mean I have to give him fifty magic stones as an apology?"

"Pooh!"

Ian's voice grew louder: "Everyone knows I didn't hurt him! On the contrary, that thief hung me up and whipped me in the street, making me look bad in the family territory! And yet, he still managed to leave with fifty magic stones. Is that reasonable?"

Yaro pondered Ian's words for a moment, then raised a question:
"According to you, you were already under his control at the time, and you were the one in the wrong... Don't rush to defend yourself. You said he stole your armor, but no one else knew about that, right?"

Seeing that Ian tacitly agreed, Yarrow continued, "Then, is it possible... that Morton used fifty magic stones to redeem your life?"

"Heh, heh! Ha, ha? Hahaha...!"

Ian's manic laughter abruptly stopped.

"Him? To redeem my life?"

(End of this chapter)