Wizard: I brought the wrong system...

Chapter 243 Combat and Hunting

"Yaro...you're tired."

As Yaro was deep in thought, Bai Lu's words startled him.

"Tired? Where am I tired? Why do you say I'm tired?"

The white deer gently stroked its chest with its white arms, as if it wanted to embrace Yaluo, or as if it was sensing its own inner thoughts.

Her long, beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, yet she remained silent, her eyes closed, a hint of reluctance on her face. She spoke softly with tenderness:

"I can sense that you yearn for peace and stability."

"You reject chaos, yet you are inevitably drawn into it and unable to extricate yourself."

"You crave peace, but I can sense from your eyes that you've been through many battles recently, and a deep-seated killing intent has accumulated within you."

Yaro let the blood on the ground gradually flow into the translucent phantom, silently listening to the white deer's words before saying in a low voice, "Stability...?"

Is there any lasting peace in this world?

"It's just that others are bearing the burden for you!"

"Now that I have acquired enough power to protect myself, why would I need the protection of others?"

In my past life, I lived in a stable country, and in my early years in this life, I also lived peacefully under my parents' care. Perhaps I've become accustomed to a certain kind of stability?

Yaro dissected his own heart.

The white deer shook its head in denial: "Even the fiercest jungle beasts need to take a nap and rest."

"You might enjoy fighting, but when fighting becomes the norm, your nature will find it hard to accept."

"Just like the fiercest male deer, no matter how fierce it is, it is still a herbivore after all, and its food is still grass and trees."

Is food made from plants?

Yaro looked up and chuckled, "If that's the case, then... my food is battle!"

Battles give you experience points, experience points give you skill points, and skill points allow you to quickly become stronger.

Based on this, isn't Yaro's "food" just battle?

The white deer gently covered her chest, feeling it for a long time, before asking in a soft, sweet voice, "Are you really sure that your 'food' is sudden battles, continuous battles, and not...hunting?"

"Hunting?" Yaro pondered the word.

The white deer, recognizing Yaro's location, turned its head and explained in a soft, gentle voice:

"In battle, especially in a sudden battle, you cannot choose your enemy, you do not know the strength of the enemy, and you cannot assess how things will develop."

"Hunting may result in either victory or defeat, but you can prepare in advance... at least mentally, and you don't have to worry about other related events happening after the battle, or even if related events do happen, they will still be within your expectations."

Yaro chuckled, "So, according to you, hunting is just fighting within a predetermined range?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean!" Bai Lu didn't deny it. "Now that you've chosen a place to stay, it's like a migrating herd of deer finding suitable water and grass. What you yearn for now is stability, not to continue fighting."

"Wildflower herds encounter numerous dangers during their migration, but at that time, none of the wildebeest care about the deaths of their kind along the way. However, once they find a suitable location, if they are attacked by predators, it may trigger a wildebeest herd's frenzy and a powerful counterattack."

"Yaro, that's exactly what you're like now."

Bai Lu said earnestly, "Yaluo, stop killing people. You need to rest lately."

Although the metaphor of the white deer was a bit strange, Yaro still understood what she was trying to say.

She sensed Aro's war-weariness!

But she failed to see the main reason why Yaro was war-weary.

Yaro does indeed love peace, but he doesn't actually reject fighting either, because for Yaro, every battle will bring corresponding gains and rewards.

Because he loved peace, Yarrow chose to live in a castle rather than stay in the deep mountains and forests.

They don't shy away from fighting, which is why they came here on their own initiative to clear away the shadows and monsters in the castle.

However, Yaro disliked the fact that when he was in a bad state, and when the wanted criminals could arrive at any moment, there were always some clueless scoundrels causing trouble!

This is the real reason for Yarrow's rage.

However, Bai Lu was right about one thing.

I really need to take a break.

The abyssal energy within my body has not been completely cleansed. Continuing to use demonic arts will only exacerbate the impact on my emotions. I must take some time to recuperate and correct my emotional state.

But... before that, there are things that need to be done that can't be put aside.

As the filthy blood continued to flow in, Edmund, who was in his pink glass form, returned to human form.

At this moment, however, his body was inexplicably emaciated, and even skin and bones were not enough to describe his miserable state.

Edmund, the skeleton in the leather bag, noticed the pair of crimson eyes that turned back to him, and involuntarily shivered. He pleaded repeatedly in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Yarrow Garner, it was my fault for not recognizing you! I'm willing to give up all my savings, just please spare my life!"

Yarrow Garner?

Yaro can guarantee that after leaving the academy, he has never told anyone his full name again!

So, why is Edmund able to use that name?

Where did I hear the name "Yaro Gana" before? I just heard the white deer calling out, so that's how I guessed it?

"Where did you learn this name from?" Yaro's tone was very calm, revealing no trace of joy or anger.

"Mannheim Market, it was on the recording stone placed outside Mannheim Market that I saw the adult's heroic figure!"

The skull forced a fawning smile onto its face, bowing and scraping as it said:

"I never expected that someone as powerful as you, who could take on ten thousand men single-handedly, would come to such a small place. I have offended you, sir. Please forgive this insignificant person. I promise I will never dare to rob anyone again, and I will never bully the weak and fear the strong again!"

Um...aren't you afraid of hard things right now?

However, Edmund's attitude at this moment was exactly what Aro wanted.

Yaro placed the greatsword, still burning with intense flames, at his feet, staring at the skeleton with his still-crimson eyes:

"What is the bounty on my arrest warrant?"

Yarrow was eager to find out the location of the Mannheim market, but if he revealed his thoughts directly from the start, he worried that Edmund would see through him and use the matter to blackmail him.

While it's certainly impossible to coerce them, it's never good to create more trouble.

"An arrest warrant?"

The skeleton paused, but noticing Yaro's cold gaze again, it trembled and said urgently:

"Sir, even if you've done something so serious, it's still a matter for the Jungle Family. How could a warrant for your arrest be sent here?"

There's no warrant for my arrest here?

Yaro was secretly delighted, but his face remained impassive. He simply nodded slightly and asked casually:

"Where is the Mannheim market? I'd like to go and see it for myself sometime."

(End of this chapter)