bookrandom Chapter 227 Turn your head away, don't look here
Chapter 227 Turn your head away, don't look here
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Dimitar let out a series of angry roars.
His magic power quota has been used up. Thirty manas are not much magic power. He can only barely deal with Baraka's attack. It is difficult for him to defeat Baraka in himself. His left leg, right leg and left hand are unable to move. He can't even stand. It is already his limit.
At this moment, Barryka actually admired his willpower.
One more blow and he would fall to the ground.
"Feel sorry."
Barica said so.
The next second, the wooden sword hit his right hand that was holding the sword hard.
"I......"
Dimitar seemed to have something else to say, but he couldn't say it anymore.
He fell to the ground, with blood flowing down his fingers onto the ground. He looked like a deceased person who wanted to write down his last words but was interrupted.
"Barica, wins!!"
The host announced this immediately.
Someone quickly ran up and carried Dimitar off the stage, otherwise, at the rate he was bleeding, he might have died.
Barica just stood there and watched him being carried away.
Dimitar is not the protagonist. No matter how badly he is beaten, he has no way to burst out his own little universe and finally succeed in counterattacking.
This is his limit.
At the last moment, Baraka could feel the turmoil of magic in Dimitar's body.
He wanted to break the rules and use up all his magic power to release lethal magic.
But this was also predicted by Baraka. After being strengthened by the [Divine Blood], her observation ability was improved by more than one level.
If she hadn't broken Dimitar's hand just now, he would have been able to release that magic.
By then, he would have seriously violated the rules and might be directly expelled from the college.
Moreover, even if he released that magic directly, it would most likely not hurt Baraka, but she would block or resist it.
From this perspective, it seems that letting him release that magic is more in line with Baraka's position. After all, this can get him fired directly.
But Barryka finally stopped him from making this mistake.
There's no need for that. Just giving him a beating will be enough.
His limbs were broken. Even with the help of potions and recovery treatment from priests, he would not be able to practice for several months at least. By that time, Baraka would no longer regard him as an opponent.
Seeing Dimitar being carried away, her heart was calm. She raised her head and looked in that direction, where sat her uncle, Caesar, and...the princess?
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As Barricka walked up from the ring below, Gray Dex's face became more and more ugly.
Do I really have to apologize to Barricka Dex in front of so many people?
She doesn't deserve it!
Rather than humiliating him in front of so many people, it would be better to kill him directly.
This was more difficult for him to accept than death.
What's more, he had to slap himself in the face and apologize at the same time?
His majestic brows were deeply furrowed, and his whole aura was intimidating without even being angry.
He is in charge of an army of golems in the empire, and he can be considered a military general. At this moment, the expression on his face is quite gloomy, and he looks intimidating without even being angry.
An epic aura burst out from his body, sweeping across the entire arena.
The weaker nobles sitting in the audience felt that they could not stand up at this moment, and were oppressed by this momentum and could not move.
He was like a dark cloud, hanging over the hearts of many people present.
What's wrong with this lord?
Their hearts trembled unconsciously.
The three epic-level mages on the referee's bench also frowned and looked over here.
The aura and magical power displayed by Mr. Gray Dex were quite terrifying. Although they were both at the epic level, they could feel the gap between themselves and this gentleman.
"What are you doing?"
Just when the atmosphere became tense, a voice spoke.
As soon as he spoke, everyone felt the pressure on them disappear, as if nothing had happened.
"Your Majesty Caesar, can you please, for my sake, no, for the sake of our Rhine Family, let today's incident go?"
Michael Rhine said this with gritted teeth.
He had to stand up now. From a certain point of view, he had already linked himself with Gray Dex. If he let Gray Dex lose face at this time, he would also lose face.
"What happened this morning was just a small misunderstanding and an unintentional mistake." He didn't even dare to look into Caesar's eyes, but just said this with his head down.
Gray Dex's aura was completely suppressed at this time, and the man standing here was simply a human-shaped Tyrannosaurus Rex.
No, not the Tyrannosaurus Rex, but an absolute god who can control their life and death.
"If we had known that Berica would have the honor of becoming your disciple, we would have respected all her decisions." Mihaly stood up and said.
"Giving you face?" Caesar chuckled, sitting still on the stool, just taking a sip of the wine in his hand.
I have to say that the glass of wine sent by Her Royal Highness the Princess is quite good, allowing Caesar to show off his style.
Caesar waved his hand, and Barica came up from below and stood beside him, standing there very obediently, her face still expressionless.
"Barica, well done." Caesar praised with a smile.
"Thank you, teacher." said Barryka.
Caesar turned his head in the direction of Gray Dex: "Well, our bet is complete, now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
I have to say that Caesar is really polite. Even at this time, he still insisted on calling Gray Dex "you".
"Your Majesty, please forgive me when you can." Gray suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "I am willing to compensate Barricka. Can we just let today's matter go?"
"It was my fault. I will send 15 magic stones as compensation."
Magic stones are hard currency for professionals of all levels. Fifteen magic stones can even temporarily drive a large army of golems.
"Magic Stone?" But Caesar wanted to laugh when he heard this: "I can have as many of these as I want. Do you need yours?"
"Okay, there's no point in talking any more. Let's get started. Slap yourself three times on both sides of your face, then apologize loudly to Baraka. That's all for today."
Caesar said so.
"..."
Gray Dex's self-esteem did not allow him to do this, but the situation was stronger than him, and he had no choice but to stand there and say nothing.
He looked at Jefferson Allen beside Caesar, hoping that His Highness could plead for him.
But Jefferson didn't even look at him; she was still peeling grapes.
"I understand. You are embarrassed."
Caesar looked as if he had suddenly realized something.
After all, the commotion on their side was quite loud, and many people were looking at them.
"Hey, you guys, turn your faces away and don't look here."
Caesar shook the wine glass in his hand and said, he was now crossing his legs.
If I had to describe him now, I could only use one word.
Arrogant.
Hearing Caesar's voice, everyone turned their heads back and no longer looked over here.
But this made Gray Dex even more uncomfortable.
"Okay, please get started."
Caesar made a "please" gesture.